White dew's poems with pictures

The pictures of Bailu's poems are as follows:

1. The white dew is frost. The Book of Songs

The white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Tracing back and forth from it, the road is blocked and long. Swim back from it, in the middle of the water.

Jian Jian is growing, and the white dew is still fresh. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Tracing back and forth from it, the road is blocked and broken. Swim back from it and swim in the water.

the dew is not yet in the harvest. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Go back and follow it, and the road is blocked and right. Swim back from it and swim in the water.

This is the most beautiful poem of the Millennium, with beautiful scenery, beautiful people and more beautiful feelings. In autumn, the reeds are green and the dew is frosted. Where is my Mr Right? On the other side of the river. The artistic conception is empty, and the sustenance is light. Qinchuan is just a stone's throw away, and there are three mountains and clouds, bamboo shadows and fairy winds, and even the Millennium, all of which are full of affection. Autumn has come, with deeper exposure and more yearning. People far away, do you feel my yearning?

2, blowing under the leaves and in autumn, shocked to see the hair on the temples. "Bailu August Festival" Tang Yuan Zhen

dew is covered with vegetables and grass, and the weather turns green and high. Blowing under the leaves and autumn, I was shocked to see the hair on my temples. Raising shame is because of wild birds, and Artemisia capillaris is stunned by guests. Harvesting the seeds in a hurry, don't quit in the morning.

human beings always feel old when the seasons turn, and Bai Juyi is like this. In the white dew season, the dew turns pale when it touches the sparse autumn grass. At this time, the sky is high and the sky is blue and the clouds are thin. Leaves and the autumn wind are falling slowly, and suddenly I see that my temples are gray!

3. he knows that the dews tonight will be frost, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!. "remembering my brothers on a moonlight night" Tang Du Fu

a wanderer hears drums portending battle, a wild goose sounds in autumn. Dew changes to frost since tonight, how much brighter the moonlight is at home! All the brothers were scattered, and no family could inquire about life and death. Letters to Luoyang city often cannot be sent to, and the war is often not stopped.

Because of the Anshi Rebellion, Du Fu and his brothers were scattered around. On the night of the White Dew Festival, the dew was clear and full, which made people feel chilly, and Du Fu's thoughts were even stronger. In the Millennium season, the chill is pressing, and I miss my family more. After seeing many moons, I still feel that the moon in my hometown is brighter. Sad autumn scenery, added a little more bitterness to the memory, but let us keep gentleness and expectation for life. The Millennium is cold and the moon is high. Perhaps, the person you miss is also missing you!