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Beautiful Poems Expressing Homesickness (74 pieces)

First, the waterproof felt township, under the setting sun, cattle and sheep flock together, and the area is vertical and horizontal. -Zhang Xiaoxiang's "Six States Song Touchang Wang Huai Section"

Second, the old country is surrounded by mountains around the Qingjiang River, opposite the bun. -Zhou Bangyan's "Xihe Dashi Jinling"

Third, the hometown is really worthy of love, and time can be light. -Bai Juyi's Ten Rhymes of Luoqiao Cold Food Festival

Fourth, Shui Yi Jiangcheng has a long way to go. -Lu You's Nanxiangzi, Dream for Wu Qiang.

Jiangnan in May and February is full of flowers, and the cold food in other places is far from sad. -Meng Yunqing's Cold Food

Six, there are bones back to Xianyang, each camp township. -Wang Jian's Crossing the Liao River

Seven, the mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai gives up her heart everywhere. -Liu Zongyuan's "Haochu follows the Lord to see the mountains and send friends to Beijing"

Eight, it is expected that the peaches and plums in my hometown will also blame the wind and moon. -Zhao Chong's "Qing Ping Le Huai Ren"

Nine, lonely summer palace, Dongfeng Road, Fangcao issued every year. -Sadula's The Second Dongpo Rhyme of Niannujiao Deng Shi Town.

Ten, the southern land reclamation, return to the garden. -Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden, Its"

Xi。 Laugh with Yan Yi again, and * * * belongs to Wu Yuan. -Wu Wenying's "Cold Window Magnolia"

Twelve, the night is boundless, I can't find a place, and I feel that I have traveled all over the small garden. -Su Shi's Yong Yu Le Peng Cheng Sleeps in the Yanlou.

Thirteen, from Miandong, Ding Weiyuan to Jinling, the dream is on the river, Yan Yan is light, ying ying is delicate. -Jiang Kui, "Walking to the Sand, Coming from the East"

Fourteen, being turned over by pear blossoms, life is in the end of the world. -Zhang Yan's "Tomb-Sweeping Day in the DPRK"

Fifteen, far-sighted, see the hometown, only in the depths of white clouds. -Wang Lan's "Nian Nujiao, Avoiding the Land and Manhe to the New Pavilion"

Sixteen, I don't know where to play the flute, and I want to look forward to my hometown all night. -Li Yi's "Listening to the flute at night on the wall of the township"

Seventeen, Bashan Chu water desolate, abandoned in twenty-three years. -Liu Yuxi's "The First Meeting in Yangzhou to Enjoy Lotte"

Eighteen, Wanli Township is a dream, with three worries. -Cen Can's "Send People to Anxi"

Nineteen, as night falls, the dream suddenly comes home. -Su Shi's "Twenty Dreams in the First Month of Jiang"

Twenty, Lantern Festival, the weather is harmonious, no wind and no rain. -Li Qingzhao's "Forever Happiness, Sunset Melts Gold"

Twenty-one, after being drunk, Mosi borrowed the teacher's dormitory. —— Yan's "Health Mistakes, Falling Mei Ting, Xie Xiang"

Twenty-two, the old monk is drunk, the monument is not hit, and the sword is ashamed to see. -Zhang Kejiu's "The Moon is Full, Snow in Tiger Hill"

Twenty-three, sparse and muddy as snow, eager to become ice. -Chen Ke's "Linjiang Fairy Four Seas for Ten Years"

Twenty-four, the dream of going home is broken in the sunset. -Wu Wenying's Wu Fengqi Chen Jia Tanabata.

Twenty-five, bonfire Christmas Eve, dreaming of my hometown mountain. -Choi Woo-shik's "Shuidiao Song Tou Jian Ge"

Twenty-six, this year's new dream, suddenly to the yellow crane old hill. -Fan Chengda's "Water Tune, Decades"

Twenty-seven, the sound outside the spine is broken, and the winter is revived. -Song Wenzhi "Crossing the Han River"

Twenty-eight, Luoyang City has a good spring, and Luoyang talents are always in the field. -Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man, Good Spring in Luoyang City"

Twenty-nine, boarding the boat to see the eyes, the old country is already late autumn, and the weather is still early. -Wang Anshi's "Gui Zhi Xiang, See the Eyes on the Board"

Thirty, swing inside and outside the wall. -Su Shi's Spring Scene in Hua Lian.

31. The mountains and rivers of the old country and the mind of the old garden are the stairs that Rainbow can climb. -Review of "A Red Calyx, Feeling in Penglai Pavilion"

At the age of thirty-two, everyone who hears it will sigh, bringing homesick tears to the wandering eyes ... —— Li Wei's Listening to An Wanshan Playing the Reed Flute.

Thirty-three, it is difficult to return to the countryside. -Jiang Nv's "Minus Magnolia Title Xiongzhou Post"

Thirty-four, the night is cold, Maodian can't sleep, and the waning moon shines on the whip. -Wu Ji's "Telling my heart, Maodian stayed up all night"

It's thirty-five, and this spring has passed again. When is the year of return? -Du Fu's Two Poems

I look forward to seeing embrace the darkness and sadness when you meet a festival in another country. -Han He's "Cold Food Festival Garden Pavilion"

Thirty-seven, the song blows at the bottom of the river, and there is no need to play long cymbals. -Wang Yun's "Water Tune the Song Head, Send the King of Chu to Taiyuan"

Thirty-eight, the old things are driven by the cold, and the crying and resentment have not disappeared. -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, Ask Why You Stay"

Thirty-nine, on the day of my return, I saw the spirit flag in the air. -Xia Wanchun's "Another Cloud"

Forty, the return date is still Liu Yiyi. -Yuan Haowen "Jiang Zhongshan, First Arriving at Songshan"

Forty-one, my messenger was scattered by the whirlwind of rain and sand, and it was difficult to travel. -Du Fu's fermented bean curd

Forty-two, Tianwai Wumen Jing Qing Road. -Zhang Xian's "The Pride of the Fisherman and the Gift of Becoming a Public"

Forty-three, homesick soul, chasing the thoughts of travel. -Fan Zhongyan, "Su Muzhe Nostalgia"

44. Old-fashioned, autumn breaks my homesickness. -Liu Changqing's "Qiu Deng Wu General Taiwan Temple View"

Forty-five, the sky pity Kezi township official park. -Jie Jiang's Yu Meiren Bookstore

Forty-six, hair place, Yishan wall. -Liu Kezhuang's "Man Jianghong and Wang Shizhi rhyme Zheng Bochang"

Forty-seven, who asked about the flag pavilion and the wine bucket-He Zhu's "It is difficult to walk with a tiger's hand tied"

Forty-eight, care for no acquaintances, Long song pregnant with Cai Wei. -Wang Ji's Wild Hope

Forty-nine, don't get together in the wind pavilion and the moon pavilion. -Liu Yong's "An Gongzi, Collecting Residual Rain on the Far Bank"

Fifty, but to make love close, you must believe. -Xin Qiji's "Setting a Storm and Sending Fan Kuo to Youjian Kangxi"

Fifty-one, the journey pillow has no dreams, and the cold is getting longer. -Lv Benzhong's "Nan Gezi invades the oblique moon all the way"

Fei, 52, has been away from home for a long time. He would rather be close than happy. -Qian Qi's "Send my nephew Huai Su to the house"

Fifty-three, September 9, I saw mountains and rivers, and I came back to see the wind and smoke. -Lu's Travel Notes of Xuanwu Mountain on September 9th.

54. I don't want to look back at my hometown until I have collected all the land in the world. -Linghu Chu's "Four Teenagers, Its"

Fifty-five, Huainan Mingyue Qian Shan is cold, and nobody cares. -Jiang Kui, "Walking to the Sand, Coming from the East"

Fifty-six, the mountains and rivers are rainy, and the Ba people can sing by themselves. -Liu Yuxi's Two Poems on Bamboo Branches

Fifty-seven, a foreign land meets Tanabata, and the hotel benefits. -Meng Haoran's Tanabata in a Foreign Land

Fifty-eight, there are mountains around the country in the white, and there are no guests who don't think about home in Qingming. -Gao Qi's Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival

59. The drooping leaves on foreign trees and the lonely lanterns are cold at night. -Ma Dai's "Autumn Chrysanthemum on the Dam"

Sixty, homesickness is hard to get, and books thank lovers. -Li Bai's "Send to Ang, Leave to Bazhong"

Sixty-one, can't write a book, just send a little miss. -Zhang Yan's "Jie Lianhuan Lone Goose"

Sixty-two, I am afraid of shame. -Wu Wenying's "Yu Meiren Autumn Sense"

Sixty-three, the moon is in the sky, the moon is in the sky, and Hu Jia is sad. -Dai Shulun's "Turning to Qu Ying to Distinguish Grass"

Sixty-four, Yan Saiyue, missing and round. -Hua Qingshu, "Looking at the South of the Yangtze River, Yan Sai Xue"

Sixty-five, many people like to listen; But few people understand that there is a long wind flying back and forth at random. -Li Wei's "Listening to An Wanshan Playing the Reed Flute"

66. The wind from thousands of miles is beating the battlements of Yumenguan. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai

Sixty-seven, from then on, the dream was thousands of miles, and Yueyang Tower was built every night. -Xu Junbao's wife, "Man Fang Ting Hanshang Shengshi"

Sixty-eight, several times with Yun Fei, looking for a boat. -Jie Jiang's Yu Meiren Bookstore

Sixty-nine, the child was deeply surprised to see this, but asked where his hometown was. -Yin Dragon Boat Festival in the same state

Seventy, I haven't slept since, and it's time to wake up. -Xiang Langmeng, a few glasses of empty wine in the wild shop.

Seventy-one, send a child to drink in the army and write a book when he is drunk. -Cen Can's "The West End of the Bridge Send Judge Li Jinjing"

Seventy-two times, returning to the wild goose, tired of homesickness. -Zhang Kejiu's "Nine-Day Laurel Award"

Seventy-three, dyed willow smoke thick, blowing plum flute resentment, how much spring knows. -Li Qingzhao's "Forever Happiness, Sunset Melts Gold"

Seventy-four, dusk, a toast to the east wind, I am calm. -Si Kongtu "Jiuquanzi buys apricot flowers"

A poem about homesickness, a poem expressing homesickness.

Because they remembered Ling Du's dream, the geese returned home full of food. It has been ten frost in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.

Looking at the clouds to cover your eyes, homesick for raindrops. How will you comfort your loneliness? Thanks to this north window piano.

The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.

Where homesickness accumulates, there is world turmoil. The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn.

The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.

Where is your hometown? Forget that unless you were drunk in the Song Dynasty. Li Qingzhao's Bodhisattva Man

Whenever I miss my family during the festive season, I miss Tang and Wang Wei's "Vacation on the Mountain" and my brothers in Shandong.

Tonight, the moon is full of hope. I don't know who Qiu Si belongs to. Wang Tangjian's Fifteen Nights Looking at the Moon and Sending it to Du Langzhong

Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but they hate the warbler sound in the old mountain pond. Si Kongtu's "Five Books"

Just by looking at the lake in front of the door, the spring breeze will not change the "two hometown letters" written by old Tang Bo.

Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. Homecoming Book by Tang He Zhangzhi

He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! Du Fu's "My Brother on a Moonlit Night".

Sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night

The cold light of the hotel stays awake alone, why does the guest's heart become sad? My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. Comfortable night work

Yesterday, I went to the Yellow Crane Tower in Bai Yunbian.

Looking at the clouds to cover your eyes, homesick for raindrops. How will you comfort your loneliness? Thanks to this north window piano.

Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed.

But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves.

In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.

The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.

Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.

It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. Wang Changling's Two Embankments

I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning. Li Chi Ngai's I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River.

Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. He's "Two Hometown Couplets"

The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. Song Wenzhi's Crossing the Han River

Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang. One of Wang Wan's berths at the foot of Beibao Mountain.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Fan Zhongyan's The Fisherman Proud of Qiu Si

You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world. Three Miscellaneous Poems by Wang Wei (Ⅱ)

Her face! Can you imagine the spring wind? Huan Peikong is the soul of jathyapple. Du Fu's Five Poems on Epics (Part Two)

* * * Looking at the bright moon and crying, for the heart, five places, all sick and willing. Bai Juyi's Thought of Looking at the Moon

When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Su Shi's "Jiang Chengzi Mao Yi Ji's Twenty Dreams in the First Month"

The day of departure is far away, and the day of clothing is slow.

After the wild goose falls, people think before the flowers. Xue Daoheng's "Every Day Someone Homesick"

Stay away from hatred like grass in spring. Further on, Nantang will be born. Li Yu's Qing Ping Le.

If you keep cutting, you will be confused. This is parting sadness. Especially the general taste is in your heart.

It is easier to see when there is no water, and there is no water in spring. Li Yu's "Langtaosha"

When friends meet, it's difficult to ascend to heaven. As for the star of the morning and evening, Tang Du Fu, "Give Eight to Wei"

I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go west to Yangguan for no reason. Wei's Weicheng Qu

Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows Tang. Gao Shi's "Don't be Dongda University"

Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than Wang Lun's To Wang Lun.

The last time we met in the flowers, in the flowers where we parted, it has been a year since it bloomed today. To my friends Li Dan and Yuan Xi.

I have known her for a long time, and I have been apart for a long time. The east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming. Li Shangyin has no title.

Candle has a farewell heart, crying for others until dawn. Du Mu's farewell.

The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom.

In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

It's foggy in Kesash, and the mountains and rivers are deep here. In autumn, the sound of the beach is more urgent and the canyon is overcast.

Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.

Buy wine over fishermen, divide the lights and fish the boat. When Xiaoxiang sees a goose, it is advisable to travel alone.

The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.

I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.

But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves.

My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.

Poems praising the beauty of grass (74 poems)

First, flowers wither easily and grass grows easily. -Su Song Shunqin "Huashan Spring Wall"

Second, the court was shallow at the grass-roots level and naturally did nothing. I am depressed and dare not complain about the spring breeze. -Don Cao Ye's "Garden Grass"

Third, Jiang Chun refused to stay at home, and Caoqing sent horseshoes. -Tang Liu Changqing Runzhou Camp sent Judge Li.

Fourth, Du Kang can relax, and day lilies can forget their worries. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Rewarding Dreams with Hemerocallis"

Five, wicker curled up in the wind, grass was cut in the rain. -Don Bai Juyi's Tianjin Bridge

Six, the micro-quality knows that the rain and dew are annoying, and the heart finally looks forward to the spring. -Song Ligang's "Singing Grass"

Seven, Jiang Chun refused to stay at home, green grass to send horseshoes.

Eight, fine grass worries about smoke, secluded flower dew, railings are always charming. -Song Yan Shu's "Walking on Shakespeare"

Nine, deep court autumn grass green. -Nan Yun's Yi Dao Poetry

X. The forest is black and the wind attacks the grass, but the general tries to shoot an arrow at night.

Eleven, spring grass does not thank glory, wood does not complain about autumn. -Tang Li Bai's "The Sun enters and the Moon rises"

Twelve, Suzaku Bridge weeds, Wuyi Lane sunset.

Thirteen, every grass and tree knows that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of red and purple compete for Fang Fei. -Tang Hanyu's Late Spring in the South of the City

Fourteen, the grass is green and the water is near, and the head is white.

Fifteen, the stage moss is green, and the curtain grass is green. -Liu Tang Yuxi's "Humble Room Inscription"

Sixteen, solitary grass is born by the river, and there are orioles singing on the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

Seventeen, Su Xiting grass grows, who leans when Dongfeng stops for twelve? -Don Dai Shulun's Su Xi Pavilion

Eighteen, the stage moss is green, and the curtain grass is green.

Nineteen, the grass on the city is not high, and the wind and frost hate early. -A poem by Liu Xu in the Southern Song Dynasty

Twenty, rich grass and green grass compete for luxury, and good wood and green onions are pleasing to people. -Song Ouyang Xiu's Ode to Autumn Sound

Twenty-one, warm wind gives birth to wheat on sunny days, and green grass wins flowers.

Twenty-two, the color is tender as blue juice, and the leaves are like scissors. -Don Xu Yin's grass.

Twenty-three, children do not know spring, ask why the grass is green.

Twenty-four, peaches and plums in the city are worried about the wind and rain, and the spring is at the head of the stream. -Song Xin Qi Ji's "Partridge Day, Generation Fu"

Twenty-five, the grass is green in the rain. -Don Wang Wei's "Wangchuan Bie Ye"

Twenty-six, children do not know spring, ask why the grass is green. -Qing Yuanmei's My Five Qualities

Twenty-seven, spring grass does not thank glory, wood does not complain about autumn.

Twenty-eight, pear blossoms rejuvenate, the setting sun is everywhere, and it is green and old.

Twenty-nine, but there are a few affectionate inches of grass, which has won three spring rays.

Thirty, the boundless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

Thirty-one, the fine grass shook its head and suddenly reported to the farmer, and the shawl stopped a westerly wind.

Thirty-two, strong grass does not rely on high winds, and zero frost changes; Green sunflower is good at welcoming the sky, which is fascinating. -"Julian" by Wang Qing Fudge

Thirty-three, Qinghe grass, willow in the garden.

Thirty-four, the grass on the city is not high, and the wind and frost hate early.

Thirty-five, some peaches and plums are bloom, but only the green grass is dyed. -Song Ceng Gong, "South of the City"

Thirty-six, spring grass is like a green robe, and autumn moon is like a fan. -Nan Xun's Farewell to Su Jiude

Thirty-seven, the bright moon is high, worrying about the country and the people.

Thirty-eight, light green and soft fragrance is far thick, and spring is everywhere. -"Spring Grass" by Ming Yankee

Thirty-nine, the grass on the green river bank and the willow in the dark garden. -Han Anonymous, "Nineteen Ancient Poems, Grass by the River"

Forty, the grass color invades the official road and flowers out of the garden wall. -Zhang Tang Ji "Luoyang Qu"

Forty-one, wild flowers smile at guests, and fragrant grass makes people relaxed. -Song Ouyang Xiu "To the West Capital"

Forty-two, outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green.

Forty-three, flowers are getting lost, and shallow grass can have no horseshoes.

Forty-four, wild flowers smile at guests, and fragrant grass makes people relaxed.

Forty-five, pear blossoms rejuvenate, the sunset is everywhere, and it is green and old. -Su curtain

Forty-six, the leaves are green in spring and summer, and the flowers are pale and deep red. -don liqiao "Xuan"

Forty-seven, the light rain in Tianjie is crisp and crisp, and the grass color is far away, but it is not. The most important benefit is the spring of the year, which is definitely better than the willow.

Forty-eight, spring grass is like a green robe, and autumn moon is like a round fan.

49. The boundless grass on the plain comes and goes with the seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. -Tang Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass

Fifty, a clump of grass is enough to hinder people, and a few feet of gossamer is a horizontal road.

Fifty-one, Su Xiting grass grows, who leans when the east wind stops at twelve?

Fifty-two, the wind knows the grass, and adversity sees the truth.

53. The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast. -Don Du Fu's One Night Abroad

54. The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves.

Fifty-five, the road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes.

Fifty-six, the toad is shining, and the seven flowers and Yao grass are soaked in the cold.

Fifty-seven, the leaves are green in spring and summer, and the flowers are pale and deep red.

Fifty-eight, catkins blow less branches, and there are many fragrant grass in the end of the world. -Su Song Shi's "Dead"

Fifty-nine, the fine grass shook its head and suddenly reported to the farmer, and the shawl stopped a westerly wind. -Song Yang Wanli's Twilight Tour of the Lotus Pond

Sixty, hate is like grass, and it still exists. -Close "Eight Six Sons"

6 1, won't it be more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower? . -Don Zhang Jiuling "Feeling"

62. The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are singing happily under the leaves. -Tang Du Fu's "Shu Xiang"

Sixty-three, vegetation know that spring will come back soon, all kinds of red and purple hit Fang Fei.

Sixty-four, leaning on the fence, Yichuan tobacco is as flat as scissors. -Song Xieyi's "The Recent Flowers"

Sixty-five, a clump of grass is enough to hinder people, and a few feet of gossamer will cross the road. -the northern dynasties, northern Zhou Geng Xin's "spring fu"

Sixty-six, providence pity grass, the world is sunny. -Tang Li Shangyin's "Yat Sen"

Sixty-seven, low eaves, green grass on the stream.

68. Plant beans in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings.

Sixty-nine, flowers greet people with smiles, and grass grows at will without knowing it. -Song Li Peng, "Spring follows Qin Beard"

Seventy, some peaches and plums are bloom, only the green grass is full of color.

71. The boundless grass on the plain comes and goes with the seasons. 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. Ah, my friend's prince, it's sad that you left again.

Seventy-two, the fragrant grass is delicious and the English color is colorful. -Tao Jin Yuanming's "Peach Blossom Garden"

Seventy-three, spring is full of mixed fragrance, and grass is deep in early summer. -Tang Juyi's "Early Summer Nanchi Solo"

Seventy-four, the light green is soft and fragrant, and the spring is everywhere.

Beautiful poems describing sunshine (74 poems)

A, lotus to ring * * * life bird, gold double back to three feet. -Du Fu's trip to Daolin Second Temple in Yuelu Mountain.

Second, thousands of families always exchange new peaches for old ones. -Wang Anshi's January Day

Third, the clouds cover the sun, and the wanderers ignore it. -Anonymous "Continue and Continue"

Fourth, I want to go for a ride after bathing in the sun and moon. -Nalan Xingde's "Looking at the Sea in Langtaosha"

Five, autumn white horses and lakes are bright, and Zi Ling is like brocade. -Liu Yuxi's "Harmony Songs, Picking Ling Xing"

Six, four episodes of Chaoyun, scattered in the evening. -Ruan Ji's Thirteen Love Poems

Seven, the day flies, and the month comes to help. -Zuo Si's Sandu Fu

Eight, the clouds cover the sun, and the wanderers ignore it. -"Nineteen Ancient Poems Travel and Travel"

Nine, the old ferry is ruined, and there are peaks and peaks in autumn. -Wang Wei's "Binding the Songshan Mountain"

Ten, sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny. -Liu Yuxi's Two Poems on Bamboo Branches

Eleven, wine is hot, but the Japanese are thirsty for tea. -Su Shi's "Huanxisha, rustling clothes and towels falling jujube flowers"

Twelve, shallow streams are shattered by the sun, and wild forests grow cloudy. -Wang Anshi's "Send Pingding Emperor to Quzhou Road"

Thirteen, the mountain covers the day, and the ocean drains the golden river. -Wang Zhihuan is at the Heron Hotel.

Fourteen, the situation is that the youth day will be dusk, and the peach blossoms will fall in red rain. -Li He "Into the Wine"

15. I will always remember the sunset in Xiting, and I don't know the way back. -Anonymous "Like a Dream, Always Remember the Sunset in Xiting"

Sixteen, the lotus leaves are infinitely bright, and the lotus flowers are different in red. -Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"

Seventeen, although the stars are not high, they don't have to be happy. -Lu You's Moonlit Short Song

Eighteen, the wind is fragrant, and there are no birds in the day. -Li Bai's "Send Eighteen Pictures of Pei, Return to South Songshan"

Nineteen, Rizhao incense burner gives birth to purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs thousands of rivers. -Li Bai's Looking at Lushan Waterfall

Twenty, wearing curtains on an oblique day, the coolness gradually enters the phoenix tree. -Yan Shu's "Broken Array, Swallows Want to Return to Season"

Twenty-one, sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny. -Liu Yuxi's Zhi Zhu Ci

Twenty-two, sigh the gap in the west window, and let the sun shine at the beginning. -Huang Tingjian's "Window Period"

Twenty-three, the club burns money like thunder, and the sunset helps the drunkards return. -Fan Chengda's "Spring Pastoral Miscellaneous"

24, to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night. -Li Shangyin's Leyuan Scenic Area

Twenty-five, the sky is beautiful, and it can be seen that it is divided. -Xie Tiao's "Going to Sanshan to Wangjing at night"

Twenty-six, the warm mulberry is like splashing, and the wind is like wormwood. -Su Shi's "Huanxisha Soft Grass Flat Sand Over Rain"

27. I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset. -Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off"

Twenty-eight, half sunset, two rows of new geese, a boat with a leaf. -He Zhu's "Eye-catching, Mix Jiang Shangdi Huaqiu"

Twenty-nine, when the wind is sunny, birds sing in groups and flowers climb. -Du Xunhe's "Erotic Hatred"

Thirty, mangroves and green hills are dying, and long grass is endless. -Ouyang Xiu's "Fengle Pavilion Youchun, Its"

The clouds are starting to sink, and rain is coming. -Xu Hun's Night View of Xianyang East Building/Xianyang West Building/West Gate

Thirty-two, at noon, the ground is shaded by trees, and you will scream when you dream. -Su Shunqin's "Summer Meaning"

Thirty-three, the setting sun is still strong, autumn wind disease. -Du Fu's Jianghan

Thirty-four, Qing Yang Yaoling, gentle and honest. -Ruan Ji's Thirteen Love Poems

Thirty-five, birds fly a thousand white spots, and there is no half red wheel in the day. -Bai Juyi's "Late Return of Li Peng Lake"

Thirty-six, the bamboo wire picks the net car, and the green cicada is alone in the sun. -Li He's Thirteen Songs of the South Garden

Thirty-seven, peach blossoms on both sides of the strait are baked at sunrise, and the surrounding high willows hang down to the sky. -Jiang Yan's "Light Water Breaks Dams in the Mountain Orchid of Huanxisha"

Thirty-eight, the day into the room is dark, and the salary is bright. -Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden, Its"

Thirty-nine, half-life fate, Chinese and foreign small items, ugly turned to love grandchildren. -Gong Zizhen's Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems

Forty, surprised by Baiyang, ashamed of Qingyun. -Bai Juyi's "First Grant"

Forty-one, the grass is full of pond water, and the mountain is cold and cold. -Lei Zhen's "Country Night"

Forty-two, thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind blows geese and snow. -Gao Shi "Don't be big"

Forty-three, ... Night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.

Forty-four, the front door is full of sunshine and half a court of snow. -Bai Juyi's "Early Spring is Things"

Forty-five, the sun screen window shakes the door, moving against the spring. -Li Shangyin's "The Sun shines"

Forty-six, the sun sets, the wall is dark, and the moon flies on the porch. -Jiang Yan's Beppu

Forty-seven, I didn't wake up in the afternoon and didn't close the curtain at dusk. -Su Shi's "Butterfly Loves Flowers, Butterfly Lazy Warbler has no intention of spring and a half"

Forty-eight, late spring March, Wuxia long, Yunfu sunny. -Du Fu "That is"

Forty-nine, the spring breeze blows through the green grave, and the sun sets outside Liangzhou. -Zhang Qiao's Things on the Edge of the Book

Fifty, the spring breeze is sunny and the flowers are fragrant. -Du Fu's quatrains

Fifty-one, thousands of families always exchange new peaches for old ones. -Wang Anshi's January Day

52. The sun is full of lust and smoke, the moon is very white, and people are sad and insomnia. -Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc"

Fifty-three, ashamed to cover your sleeves, lazy makeup in spring. -Yu "Gift to the Neighbor/Sender"

54. But now, the long river, the lonely sails and the five lakes are shining with the light of spring in the sunset. -Liu Changqing's "Watching the King Go South"

55. See smoke in the mountains and sunset in the bamboo. -wujun's Miscellaneous Poems in the Mountains

Fifty-six, the trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected. -Cao Cao's Looking at the Sea

Fifty-seven, the sunset melts gold, and the clouds merge. Where are people? -Anonymous "Eternal Happiness Sunset Melts Gold"

Fifty-eight, looking at the dangerous column, the red sun is speechless. -Zhang Wei "Leaving Yan Ting, the area is picturesque"

Fifty-nine, the day of the deceased is sparse, and the day of the living is near. -"Nineteen Ancient Poems". Those who have gone will be rare. "

Sixty, the sun is everywhere, and the moon comes out of Dan Garden. -Ruan Ji's Song of the Payer

Sixty-one, the wind has stopped the dust and fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. -Anonymous "Wulingchun Spring Festival Evening"

Sixty-two, Tingzhou picks white apples, and the sunset is Jiangnan Spring. -Liu Yun's "Jiangnan Fu"

Sixty-three, I want to go for a ride after washing the moon. -Nalan Xingde's "Looking at the Sea in Langtaosha"

Sixty-four, in the morning, red as Dan, there is red light, shake it. -Yao Nai's "Climbing Mount Tai"

Sixty-five, the red sun is not good, and the bright moon is temporarily mixed. -two poems by Han Yu and Li Hua

Sixty-six, flying to the Chihiro Tower on the mountain, I heard the cock crow. -Wang Anshi's "Deng Fei Laifeng"

Sixty-seven, rolling east in the morning, this ancient sunset west. -Qian Fu's Song of Tomorrow

Sixty-eight, the cloud sets the sun. Sad and windy. -Cao Zhi's Miscellaneous Poems

Sixty-nine, the day of parting is far away, and the day of clothing is slow. -"Nineteen Ancient Poems Travel and Travel"

Seventy, one inch angry. Sunset in buried by the coming night. -Zhao Lingzhi's "Recent Flowers, Flocculation, Air Cooling"

Seventy-one, the light in winter, bright and warm, is really cute. -Bai Juyi's freedom

Seventy-two, when you have nothing to do, you are long and red when you sleep. -Cheng Hao's Autumn Day

Seventy-three, cloudy to sunny, gloomy autumn. -Su Shi's Li Yuan

74. but I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker? The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy. —— Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao/Climbing Yellow Crane Tower