What are Bai Juyi's ancient poems?

Bai Juyi's main works are: Song of Eternal Sorrow, Pipa, Selling Charcoal Weng, Farewell to Ancient Grass, Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake, Mujiang Poetry, Memory of Jiangnan, Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple, Drunk with Li Eleven, Memory of Yuanjiu, Book Province in Records, and Memory of the South.

1, Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.

I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

Bypassing the north of Gushan Temple, strolling in the west of Jiagong Pavilion, the white clouds hang low at the beginning of the lake. Several warm trees that the oriole came out early competed for sunshine, and the new swallows were busy building nests and holding mud. Wild flowers will be dazzling when they are competing to open, and spring grass has just crossed the horseshoe before it grows tall. The beautiful scenery in the east of the favorite lake is unforgettable. Rows of willow trees pass through a white sand embankment.

2. Grass/Fude Guyuan Grass Farewell to the Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.

Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.

I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

How lush the long grass is, it turns yellow in autumn and winter every year and thickens in spring. How lush the long grass is. It is thick in autumn and winter every year. Weeds and wild flowers spread and flooded the ancient road, and the end of the grass under the bright sun is your journey. I once again sent away my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

3. Peach blossom in Dalin Temple in Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed. ?

I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.

In April, all the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples in the mountains have just bloomed. I often regret that spring has gone nowhere to look, but I don't know that it has come here.

4. Chishang Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back.

He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat through the trail.

A child is holding a boat and secretly picking white lotus. He didn't know how to hide the trace. A boat crossed the duckweed on the water.

5, cold food wild hope Tang Yin dynasty: Bai Juyi

The crow makes the trees faint, and the Qingming cold food cries.

The wind blows the paper money in the wilderness, and the spring grass in the tomb is green.

Pear blossoms reflect poplar trees, full of parting places.

I don't hear the heavy spring crying, but the rustling rain makes people return.

Black magpies crow and make a noisy sound. Under the dim tall tree, who cries at Qingming Cold Food Festival? The wind blows the paper money on the open space, the paper money flies, the old graves overlap and the green grass covers it. Begonia flowers and pear flowers set off poplars, which are where will you go's place. The deceased couldn't hear our crying in the dim light, and the people who came to pay homage went back in the rustling rain in the evening.

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Appreciation of poetry and prose

1, Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake

This poem is like a short and pithy travel note, from Gushan and Jiading to Hudong and Bai Causeway. Along the way, in the beautiful scenery of lakes and mountains, green mountains and green waters, the poet feasted his eyes, sang and danced, and was intoxicated by the birds and flowers. Finally, he reluctantly left along the white sand embankment under the shade of willows. My ears are still echoing the hymns of spring played by all things, and beautiful poems full of the interest of natural integration flow in my heart involuntarily.

Predecessors said that "Lotte's poems are full of emotions, which enter people's liver and spleen, follow things, and are everywhere" (Su Hua), and that "Lotte's poems are extremely profound and lovely, and they often take what is in front of them as their own words, while others have not done it" (China). The language of this poem is simple, fresh and natural, and carefully selected shots are written into the poem by line drawing. Vivid image, that is, the scene is emotional, and the author's joy when he visited the lake in the early spring with abundant business is worthy of the above comments.

2, grass/be given the ancient grass farewell.

The author didn't write about Guyuan for the sake of "Guyuan", but at the same time arranged a typical farewell environment: Guyuan's scenery in "The Sand" was so charming, and the farewell happened in this background was so melancholy and poetic. The word "Wang Sun" is borrowed from Chu Ci to make a sentence, which generally refers to the traveler. "The prince and grandson swam away, and the spring grass grew." Refers to people who have not come back when they see the lush grass.

However, here, it is used in different ways. It is about the sadness of seeing the lush grass send away. It seems that every blade of grass is full of special feelings. It is really: "Hate like spring grass, and live further" (Li Yu's "Qingpingle"). What a meaningful ending this is! At this point, the poem points out "farewell", sets the theme, closes the whole article, and "original", "grass" and "farewell" blend together, and the artistic conception is extremely muddy.

The words used in the whole poem are natural, smooth and neat. Although it is a propositional poem, it can be integrated into profound life feelings. Therefore, every word contains true feelings, and the language has a aftertaste, which is not only appropriate, but also unique, and can be called the swan song in Fu Yi Li.

3. Peach blossoms in Dalin Temple

There are only four short sentences in this poem, and there seems to be nothing profound and amazing in terms of content and language. It is only a narrative and description of seasons and climate, and it is a kind of scenery that "the mountains are deep and the seasons are not late" and "different from the flat settlements". But if you read it carefully, you will find that this simple and natural poem is far-reaching and interesting.

At the beginning of the poem, the words "the world is full of wheatgrass in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple" mean that when the poet climbs the mountain, he has already arrived in Xia Meng, and it is time for spring to return to the earth and the wheatgrass to fall. But unexpectedly, in the ancient temple in the mountains, I met an unexpected spring scene-a peach blossom that began to bloom. From the sentence "I hate spring for a long time, but I can't find a place to go", we can know that the poet is resentful, angry and disappointed for the hasty absence of spring before boarding the ship. Therefore, when this unexpected spring scene comes into view, it should make people feel how surprised and happy.

The first sentence of this poem, "Fang Fei is exhausted" and the second sentence, "It begins to bloom", complement each other. Literally, they are chronicles, but in fact, they are also writing about the leap of feelings and thoughts-from a sad sigh that passed away to surprise, joy and even joy. Moreover, at the beginning of the first sentence, the poet deliberately used the word "person", which means that this adventure and this scenic spot have brought a special feeling to the poet, that is, it seems that he suddenly stepped into a fairyland from the real world of human beings and was in another non-human world.

It is under the trigger of this feeling that the wings of the poet's imagination soar. "I hate that spring is nowhere to be found and I don't know where to go." The poet thought that he hated the ruthlessness of spring because he cherished it and fell in love with it, but he was wrong. It turns out that spring didn't come back, but just sneaked into this place like children and people playing hide-and-seek.