Liangshan poetry

The poem about Liangshan is 1. What are the poems praising Xichang?

1. "Send He Junyong to Jiangxi to throw stones"

Year: Song Author: Huang Tingjian

Chimonanthus praecox blooms and fades, and drinks and sleeps at the bottom of thousands of rivers.

Jiang Hanshan missed his relatives and friends and died in two hectares.

There are thousands of deep bamboos in Xichang, and no one knows white jade in Chu.

I want to attach a string song to comfort loneliness. Who knows the song when the string is broken and withered?

Guquke used to be surnamed Zhou, and his knowledge first flowed to Dongshan.

The fragrance of plum blossoms is exhausted, which really makes He Xun drunk in Yangzhou.

My chin is half white today, and I am studying Spring and Autumn.

This book has been locked in a cobweb for a hundred years, that is, there is no rest at the end of the year.

Hou Xun's paintings seek to cut through thorns, but it is strange that he is greedy for the virtuous.

In the misty rain of Dayuling, Feng Wan is as straight as a sword.

Bitter luggage is wrapped around the beard, and the wine flag in the wild shop can be tried out.

It's just that today's talents are hard to come by, just like every washing machine has to be tried.

2. "Especially the second statue of Hu Zhongli, two poems rhyme with two Zhang"

Year: Song Author: Qiu

Xiushui is a hundred miles apart, but people don't get Xichang.

Zhai Hong is naturally a sunrise phoenix, which is equivalent to seeing its wings.

3. "Xichang Chencheng sent peony to the Yellow House, but it was still a waste of time."

Year: Song Author: Zhou Bida

Mr. Liu Yi is old and handsome, and he is even more powerful than Tai Shi Yin Xichang.

Just because I didn't see Hongdu's victory, I seem to be a staff officer to treat Haitang.

4. Longzhou Academy

Year: Song Author: Zeng Feng

There is a continent in Xichang, where the dragon is curved and flat, and the slave is wet and cold.

Peach blossoms are full of water and fertilizer, as if they want to work with the sky.

There is Long Bian in Xichang, and the clouds can thank you while you are in the mud.

There is no thunder and spring in the biography, and the string songs still burn at night.

As a result, when Zhao Hou met him today, the firefly window opened.

The wind of Confucianism is very high, and the morale dares to ride extremely high.

If the county is dry and the state is old, the prophecy will ring.

Before the Wild Goose Pagoda is without me, Yuntai should be on people.

5. "Go to the Taihe main book, Deng Chucai, yu zhang, and make a tribute."

Year: Song Author: Zeng Feng

Fujian's talents are ancient Zou Lu, and writers are Taoist masters.

YuZiGu make a pair of ordinary appearance, this man can only count as one or two.

Imperial academy struggled for balance, and Lingyun fell to the ground in one breath.

Kunpeng, who hindered Tiannan, Kirin still fell to the ground.

Nanchang did not cover early, and Xichang fell sharply.

Wind and rain make the wine disperse, and poetry is not allowed in Jiangshan.

There are several people in the same career, so don't get tired of dating when you meet.

I would like to listen to bitterness, and white hair in the mirror urges youth.

2. What are the poems praising Xichang?

1. "Send He Junyong to Jiangxi Stone" Time: Song Author: Huang Tingjian wintersweet can last as long as he wants, drinking and sleeping at the bottom of a thousand rivers.

Jiang Hanshan missed his relatives and friends and died in two hectares. There are thousands of deep bamboos in Xichang, and no one knows white jade in Chu.

I want to attach a string song to comfort loneliness. Who knows the song when the string is broken and withered? Guquke used to be surnamed Zhou, and his knowledge first flowed to Dongshan.

The fragrance of plum blossoms is exhausted, which really makes He Xun drunk in Yangzhou. My chin is half white today, and I am studying Spring and Autumn.

This book has been locked in a cobweb for a hundred years, that is, there is no rest at the end of the year. Hou Xun's paintings seek to cut through thorns, but it is strange that he is greedy for the virtuous.

In the misty rain of Dayuling, Feng Wan is as straight as a sword. Bitter luggage is wrapped around the beard, and the wine flag in the wild shop can be tried out.

It's just that today's talents are hard to come by, just like every washing machine has to be tried. 2. "Especially Hu Zhongli's Second Poem" Time: Song Author: Qiu Xiushui is far from each other, and does not win Xichang.

Zhai Hong is naturally a sunrise phoenix, which is equivalent to seeing its wings. 3. "It's too long and lazy for Chen Cheng and Xichang to send peonies to the Yellow House, and they can't rhyme." Time: Song Author: Zhou Bida, Mr., Teacher, Ning Taishi and Yin Xichang.

Just because I didn't see Hongdu's victory, I seem to be a staff officer to treat Haitang. 4. "Longzhou Academy" Year: Song Author: Zeng Feng Xichang has a dragon bent flat, and his minions moisten things and are cold.

Peach blossoms are full of water and fertilizer, as if they want to work with the sky. There is Long Bian in Xichang, and the clouds can thank you while you are in the mud.

There is no thunder and spring in the biography, and the string songs still burn at night. As a result, when Zhao Hou met him today, the firefly window opened.

The wind of Confucianism is very high, and the morale dares to ride extremely high. If the county is dry and the state is old, the prophecy will ring.

Before the Wild Goose Pagoda is without me, Yuntai should be on people. 5. "Master Book after Going to Datong" Time: Song Author: Zeng Feng, Fujian gifted scholar, Zou Lu, master of articles.

YuZiGu make a pair of ordinary appearance, this man can only count as one or two. Imperial academy struggled for balance, and Lingyun fell to the ground in one breath.

Kunpeng, who hindered Tiannan, Kirin still fell to the ground. Nanchang did not cover early, and Xichang fell sharply.

Wind and rain make the wine disperse, and poetry is not allowed in Jiangshan. There are several people in the same career, so don't get tired of dating when you meet.

I would like to listen to bitterness, and white hair in the mirror urges youth.

3. Yi poetry

Poetry describing the Yi people (1) My family lives in a thatched cottage of the Yi people, which gave birth to me and raised me. Beautiful hometown, mountains connected, endless, desolate.

My hometown is not rich, and only buckwheat and potatoes are grown on the mountain. There is wind all the year round, slipping from the foot of the slope, and the mountain wind is lonely and desolate.

Even the name and Iraqi descent are called "Ali's". "Ali's" is the local Yi language, which means beautiful corner.

I don't know why my ancestors gave my hometown such a name. Intuitively, it's really a misnomer. Perhaps it is an emotion, sustenance and blessing of ancestors to their hometown. Near the foot of the mountain, the cottage walked out of the distance of a pot of kitchen smoke. Looking back, the hut was covered by trees and birds were flying around.

There are pieces of wild stones in front of and behind the house, but scraggy has been sitting around, grinding off the edges and corners and doing it skillfully. People in the village smoked pots and talked about idle days. In the early morning of autumn, there is often fog, which surprises outsiders and makes them jump in and disappear.

People in the room ask you to close the wooden door, and the fog will always be distorted from various opportunities, and the body will squeeze in and float all over the house. People walk in a daze in the fog and often step on sleepy dogs.

The dog snorted painfully twice, got up, yawned, straightened its hind legs and ran around the stockade. The man then walked out of the house, his eyes full of mountains.

(2) Spring planting and autumn harvest on the yellow land, smoke from kitchen chimneys, pastoral songs in the sunset, the place where I grew up, my hopes and fantasies, the earth mother who gave birth to me, and the elements and components of life always have an inescapable feeling in my heart. Wild stones stand in the fields cultivated by Zhai people, and countless corn trees grow from small to large, growing in pieces of concave stones, relying on thin soil and rain.

If it rains continuously, the corn on the hillside will often be washed down, exposing roots and feet, which is difficult to save lives; Those people in the valley are dying because of their rotten roots. The people in the village have had enough smoke pots, stood up unconvinced, and strengthened their strength to add soil to the corn hit by rain to ensure the autumn harvest.

During the day, in the stockade, the noise is sparse, the figure is monotonous, and the pigs happen to coincide, fattening under the eaves and preparing for the Chinese New Year sacrifice. The man working in the field took off his clothes, wearing only a pair of fat underpants, showing off his muscles soaked in soy sauce, bending down like a mountain climbing, and renovating the mountains.

I didn't go home until the sun went down. The village is located among the mountains.

Although this place is poor, it is easy to grow up, fantasize and fairy tales. There is a ditch in front of the house, and the stream reflects all day long. Narrow blue sky, winding white clouds and green trees ... The stream is clear and green, and you can clearly see the sparkling eyes of small fish swimming among the blue sky, white clouds and green trees.

On both sides of the ditch is a layer of green grass, which is open in turn all year round, with tall and short flowers and all kinds of wild flowers. The bamboo in front of the house and the back of the house are evergreen, and the corners of the fields are evergreen all the year round. It is a tall plant, tent after tent. When the wind blows, the bamboo branches twist, and the old bamboo leaves fall one after another, and the new bamboo leaves are more powerful.

There are many bamboos, and there are also many utensils made of bamboo, such as dustpan, sieve, dung dustpan, back basket, back basket, and some other things used to hold things. The stockade is very small, on a gentle slope, and the south side is from low to high according to the terrain. There are rows of houses, and one or two households are connected between rows, and the north side is tightly crowded together.

There is a low-lying slope in the middle of the stockade. In the past, rice was planted. Now, vegetables are blue and yellow all year round. From time to time, an aunt and queen bent down to work and fiddled with them carefully. People associate with the quiet and desolate rural scenery from one side. The most intimate voice in the cottage is the suona tune that never leaves, and the saddest ones are those. The people in the mountain blew the suona on their cheeks and sent Sonny to the other side of the mountain, which was still the suona tune that made people laugh and cry.

This kind of voice can not only make people have a boiling passion, multiply their strength and go forward bravely, but also make people become desperate and desperate ... Over the years, the ups and downs in my hometown have made me malnourished and emaciated since childhood; My hometown people are bitter buckwheat, and their simple and innocent feelings have raised my cobblestone-like and ordinary soul.

4. Ancient Yi Poetry

The poem "Looking at Wu Luo's Arrowhead Field" may have been written in the late Qing Dynasty. Arrow shaft field is the area under the jurisdiction of Tuanjie Township and Guanping Township in Yunlong County. Wu Luo is a member of Nie Su people of Yi nationality, calling himself Nie Supo. He is called Wu Luo, Wu Luo, Luo Shu, Lao Shu and so on. Before the Qing Dynasty, Wu Luo men's clothing was mostly white double-breasted clothes on the upper body, some were covered with white sheepskin jackets, and the lower body was mostly black pants and black buns. Most women's upper bodies are pink right-breasted tops, plus green jackets, embroidered waists and light black pants. The neckline, hem, cuffs, hem and trouser legs of women's clothing in wealthy families all have embroidery patterns.

The whole poem "Look at Wu Luo's arrow shaft field" is as follows:

In the light, white clothes and green clothes are mixed together.

Wrists with chains are clasped together and dance steps are rotated to show reunion.

Anu plays piccolo and jumps for joy and awe.

Bend your shoulders and heels, and repeatedly violate them.

Yuanyang is wild and inseparable.

The male's song is like the dove's tongue, while the female's voice is bright but slight.

I sang and sang and forgot where I was going.

If you listen carefully, there is no good song, so you should pick it up.

The host drank his wine to satisfy his hunger.

Suddenly the chicken fluttered its wings and the sound in the shed was sparse.

Fly like a bird and lie down in the morning.

This is a real custom in Wu Luo, and it is not enough to laugh at it.

Because of copying and other reasons, there are differences in individual words in the poem, such as the word "left" for "reunion in circles", and some words are recorded as "hope"; The word "flute" in anu piccolo is written as "fa"; Some "repeated violations" of the word "go" are recorded as "paths"; Some of the words "making food for hunger" are recorded as "food" or "grain".

Wu Luo's singing is a group dance, which can be attended by men, women and children. Represented by the dance in Hedong Village, Tuanjie Township, where Wuluo people are concentrated, women's dance movements are exquisite and generous, while men's movements are rough and enthusiastic. Most of the dance movements show some contents that imitate animal shapes and reflect productive labor, such as "chicken planing", "monkey shielding the sun", "washing hemp yarn", "weaving hemp", "pulling honey", "kite turning over" and "playing unique songs".

5. Poems describing Sichuan

Hey, hey, hey (y and x ū x sum), danger! The difficulty of Shu Dao is difficult to go to the sky! Until the two rulers of this area (fú) forced through in the foggy age! Forty-eight thousand years have passed and it has not been associated with Qin Sai.

In Dabaishan, to the west, there is still only one bird path that can cross Emei. ..................................................................................................................................................................................

When Li Bai went to Shu, he clearly wrote about Sichuan. It is difficult for Shu Dao to become a monk, and Shu Xiang founded the country. There are many things to do to control the rise and fall of chaos, including heroes who sing strong winds.

"Reward Lotte Yangzhou for the First Time" Bashan Chu River is desolate and abandoned for 23 years. People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed.

On one side of the sinking ship, Qian Fan passed by, and the sick book was in front of Wan Muchun. Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.

The old man in the horizon did not return, and he cried at dusk. Longyou Heyuan did not plow, and Hu rode Qiang soldiers into Bashu.

In "Hong Tao", the wind blows trees, vultures fly in front and swans fly behind. I attached a book to Luoyang nine times, but I haven't heard from you for ten years.

"Wandering" Bashu people are sad, and Wumen rises and falls. Outside the spring grass in Jiujiang, in front of the sunset sail of the Three Gorges.

Tired of Chengdu, not sleeping for the official department. If Penglai can arrive, ask the gods in vain.

"Works of Nanxiangzi Erganchuan Road" Shu Road has been difficult since ancient times. After a few days of flooding, it has turned blue.

Stone stack ladder 300 feet, dangerous fence. I think I saw it in someone else's painting.

I've never done it before. Overlooking the flying stone beach.

I didn't know it was me until very late. It was safe. Lonely Pavilion Green Lantern.

Manxing second pass is mainly composed of three assistants, and Longyou hook connects Sichuan. Clusters of towers hang the sun and the moon, and flowers and plants are blooming.

Flying sand and snow return to the sea, and the rain is enough to hit the south of the Yangtze River. Absurd Huashan stone, romantic literary talent is sleepy.

6. What are the poems about the Yi people?

1, Japanese History Blog-Jikebu 2, Hometown of Hunting Dogs-Gapan Buha 3, Door of the Soul-Luzi Yuanbu 4, We Live Shamelessly-Azzola Yi 5, Dadu River, My Mother River-Bessinger 6, Great Compassion Curse-Biqu 7, Sunset Like Chestnut Horse-Jike Wulai 8, Song of Daliangshan-Puchi Daling 9. 3. Expecting rain (two songs) -Alo Xiuying 14, grazing on Zhaojue Peak-Su Yuxuan 15, waiting -Omnikong.