My old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks descended from Yangzhou in March

Original text

An old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks descended from Yangzhou in March.

The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. (Weitong: Wei)

Translation and annotations

Translation

My old friend Meng Haoran waved to me frequently, and we said goodbye to the Yellow Crane Tower there. In March, I will go on a long trip to Yangzhou in this spring time with catkins like smoke and flowers blooming like brocade.

The shadow of the friend's lone boat gradually moved away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky. Only the Yangtze River could be seen rushing toward the horizon.

Notes

⑴Yellow Crane Tower: A famous scenic spot in China. Its original site is on Huanghuji in Snake Mountain, Wuchang, Wuhan City, Hubei Province today. It belongs to the lower reaches of the Yangtze River. It is said that Fei Fei during the Three Kingdoms period Yi ascended here to immortality and rode on the yellow crane, so it was called Yellow Crane Tower. The original building has been destroyed, and the existing building was renovated in 1985. Meng Haoran: Li Bai's friend. Which: go to, arrive. Guangling: Yangzhou.

⑵Old friend: Old friend, here refers to Meng Haoran. He is older than Li Bai and enjoys a high reputation in the poetry world. Li Bai admired him very much and had a deep affection for each other, so they called him an old friend. Ci: Farewell.

⑶ Fireworks: Describes the spring scenery of catkins like smoke and flowers like brocade, referring to the gorgeous spring scene. Down: Go down with the current.

⑷The blue sky ends: disappearing into the blue sky. End: end, disappear. Blue sky: a green mountain.

⑸ Only see: only see. Tianji flow: flow to the horizon. Tianji: horizon, the end of the horizon.

Creation background

"Send Meng Haoran to Guangling from Yellow Crane Tower" is a work written by Li Bai during his grand tour to Shu. Li Bai was a poet who loved nature and made friends. He loved traveling to famous mountains and wandered throughout his life. He traveled all over the Central Plains and left behind many works praising the beauty of nature and praising friendship. In 727 AD (the fifteenth year of Emperor Xuanzong's founding of the Tang Dynasty), Li Bai returned from his eastward journey and arrived in Anlu, Hubei Province. He was twenty-seven years old. He lived in Anlu for ten years, but most of the time he met friends with poetry and wine, and traveled abroad. In his own words, he lived in Anlu for ten years. It was while living in Anlu that Li Bai met Meng Haoran, who was twelve years older than him. Meng Haoran admired Li Bai very much, and the two soon became close friends. In March of Yangchun in 730 AD (the eighteenth year of Kaiyuan), Li Bai learned that Meng Haoran was going to Guangling (now Yangzhou, Jiangsu), so he asked someone to bring the letter and asked to meet Meng Haoran in Jiangxia (now Wuchang District, Wuhan City). A few days later, Meng Haoran sailed eastward, and Li Bai personally sent him to the riverside. When bidding farewell, I wrote this song "Farewell to Meng Haoran at the Yellow Crane Tower in Guangling".

This farewell poem has its special emotional tone. It is different from the youthful farewell in Wang Bo's "Send Off Du Shaofu to Shuchuan", and it is also different from the affectionate and considerate farewell in Wang Wei's "Weicheng Song". This poem expresses a poetic farewell. The reason why this is so is because this is the farewell of two elegant poets, and because this parting is related to a prosperous era, prosperous season, and prosperous area, and the happy breakup also carries the poet Li Bai's feelings. Yearning, which makes this parting extremely poetic.

Li Bai’s relationship with Meng Haoran happened not long after he left Sichuan. When he was young and happy, the world in his eyes was almost as beautiful as gold. Meng Haoran, who was more than ten years older than Li Bai, was already famous for his poems all over the world. The impression he gave Li Bai was that he was intoxicated among the mountains and rivers, free and happy, so Li Bai said in the poem "Gift to Meng Haoran": I love Master Meng, and he is famous all over the world. The beauty abandons the crown, and the white head lies in the pine clouds. This departure coincided with the prosperous Kaiyuan era, which was peaceful and prosperous. The season was March, when the fireworks were at their strongest and spring was at its strongest. The journey from the Yellow Crane Tower down the Yangtze River was full of flowers. Li Bai was such a romantic person who loved traveling, so this parting was entirely carried out in a very strong atmosphere of capriccio and lyric poetry. There was no sadness or unhappiness in Li Bai's heart. On the contrary, he felt that Meng Haoran was very happy on his trip. He longed for the Yangzhou area and Meng Haoran, so while bidding farewell, his heart flew with him, and there was endless poetry in his chest rippling with the river. Farewell to friends in a beautiful scenery is really a special feeling in the heart. The beautiful scenery is pleasing to the eye, but the farewell is sad. The scenery reflects the emotion, which is implicit and profound, just like the overtones, achieving the artistic effect of making people fascinated and wandering in reverie.

The old friend said goodbye to the Yellow Crane Tower in the West. This sentence is not only to highlight the topic, but also because the Yellow Crane Tower is a famous place in the world and may be the place where the two poets often hang out and gather. Therefore, when the Yellow Crane Tower is mentioned, it brings out all kinds of poetic life content related to this place. The Yellow Crane Tower itself is the place where immortals are said to fly into the sky. This creates an association with Li Bai's mind of Meng Haoran's happy trip to Guangling, adding to the pleasant and capricious atmosphere.

Fireworks descend in Yangzhou in March, and adding the word "fireworks" to the title "March" makes the poetic atmosphere in the farewell environment even more intense. Fireworks refer to misty smoke and blooming flowers. The feeling given to the readers is by no means a piece of land or a flower, but a vast expanse of spring mist that cannot be seen through. March is the time for fireworks, and the prosperous lower reaches of the Yangtze River during the Kaiyuan era were also the land of fireworks. Fireworks in March not only reproduce the charming scenery of the bustling place in late spring, but also reveal the atmosphere of the times.

This sentence has a beautiful artistic conception and beautiful writing. Sun Zhu, a man of the Qing Dynasty, praised it as an eternal and beautiful sentence. Li Bai's desire to go to Yangzhou was beyond words.

The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. The last two sentences of the poem seem to describe the scenery, but the description of the scenery contains a poetic detail. The lonely sail is reflected in the blue sky. Li Bai has been putting his friends on the boat. The boat has sailed away, but he is still watching the sailing sails go away by the river. Li Bai looked at the sail shadow until he saw the sail shadow gradually blurring and disappearing at the end of the blue sky, which shows that he watched for a long time. The shadow of the sail had disappeared, but Li Bai was still gazing eagerly, and then he noticed the spring water of the river flowing mightily to the far place where the water and the sky meet.

Only seeing the Yangtze River flowing across the sky is a scene before our eyes, not just a description of the scenery. Li Bai's deep affection for his friends and Li Bai's yearning are reflected in this poetic and yearning gaze. The poet's heartbeat rises and falls, just like the spring water of a river rolling eastward. In short, this is a very poetic farewell between two elegant and unrestrained poets. For Li Bai, it is also a farewell with a feeling of longing. The poet uses the gorgeous scenery of spring in March to set sail on the Yangtze River. The broad picture expresses the details of watching the distant shadow of the lone sail extremely vividly.

Appreciation 2

Li Bai was a poet who loved nature and loved to travel. He enjoyed traveling to famous mountains and mountains throughout his life and traveled almost all over China. He left behind many poems praising the beauty of nature and praising friendship. works. "Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran at Guangling" is a famous poem that has always been praised. This poem was written by Li Bai during his grand tour to Shu. It describes the poet's infinite attachment when bidding farewell to his friends, and also writes about the magnificence and beauty of the mountains and rivers of his motherland.

The opening line of the poem, "The Old Man's Farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the West," closely follows the theme, pointing out the place of farewell and the relationship between himself and the person being sent off. The word "old friend" illustrates the deep friendship between the two poets. The Yellow Crane Tower is a world-famous tourist attraction, a gathering place for poets and poets, and the legendary place where immortals ascended to heaven on a crane. Now the two chic and elegant poets are saying goodbye here, which is even more poetic and romantic. The second sentence of "Fireworks descending on Yangzhou in March" closely follows the first sentence, describing the season of farewell and the place where the person being sent off is going. Yangzhou is a southeastern city that has been prosperous since ancient times, and March is the season when spring is beautiful and flowers bloom. The poet used fireworks to decorate the month of March, not only vividly describing the characteristics of misty smoke and blooming flowers in Yangchun, but also reminding people of the prosperous and peaceful scene of Yangzhou in the prosperous Kaiyuan era, with clusters of flowers and embroidered bead curtains. The place Meng Haoran wanted to go was really a good place, and the time was chosen just right. Li Bai was naturally very envious of his friend's trip. This clear and bright poem about Yangzhou under the fireworks in March expresses the poet's inner joy and yearning. But Li Bai is also an emotional poet. When his friends sail away, the feeling of farewell arises spontaneously. From the "Collection of Li Taibai", we can see that there are many poems between Li Bai and Meng Haoran. In "Gift to Meng Haoran", Li Bai wrote: I love Master Meng, and his love is known all over the world. The beauty abandons the crown, and the white head lies in the pine clouds. It can be seen how much Li Bai admires Meng Haoran and how deep their friendship is.

The third and fourth sentences of the poem are exactly about Li Bai's affectionate farewell when bidding farewell to his poet friends. The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. On the surface, these two poems seem to describe scenery, but in fact they have a distinct image of the poet. Gufan does not mean that there is only one sailboat on the vast Yangtze River, but that the poet's entire attention and emotion are only concentrated on the sailboat on which his friend is riding. The poet saw him off by the Yellow Crane Tower and watched the boat on which his friend was riding hang up its sails and gradually get farther and farther away. place, but the poet still stood for a long time, watching the river flowing to the sky, as if he wanted to entrust his affection to the river, accompany the boat, and send his friends to their destination. These two poems express such deep friendship, but the word friendship cannot be found in the poems. The poet cleverly placed his deep feelings of farewell in the dynamic description of natural scenery, completely blending the emotions and scenery together, truly making it silent but leaving an endless aftertaste.

In addition, in the rhyme of the poem, the poet also creatively chose three melodious rhymes of Louzhou Liu, which left a lingering sound when reciting. This is very consistent with the scene of the lone sail sailing away and the river flowing into the sky, as well as the poet's longing and affectionate demeanor as he watched. Coupled with the clear and natural language and the powerful and broad artistic conception, this poem really makes people fall in love with it more and more and never get tired of reading it a hundred times. No wonder it has been praised throughout the ages.

Just looking at the foreground, there are overtones in the spoken words, making people feel far away, and they are too white. Li Taibai's Qijue is indeed unique in the poetry world.

This farewell poem has its own special flavor. It is different from the youthful farewell in Wang Bo's "Send Off Du Shaofu to Shuchuan", and it is also different from the affectionate and considerate farewell in Wang Wei's "Weicheng Song". This poem can be said to express a poetic farewell. The reason for this is that this is the farewell of two romantic poets. Also because this parting is associated with a prosperous era, prosperous season, and prosperous area, and the happy parting also carries the yearning of the poet Li Bai, which makes this parting extremely poetic.

Li Bai's relationship with Meng Haoran happened not long after he came out of Sichuan. When he was young and happy, the world in his eyes was almost as beautiful as gold.

Meng Haoran, who was more than ten years older than Li Bai, was already famous for his poems all over the world. The impression he gave Li Bai was that he was intoxicated among the mountains and rivers, free and happy, so Li Bai said in the poem "Gift to Meng Haoran": I love Master Meng, and he is famous all over the world. The beauty abandons the crown, and the white head lies in the pine clouds. Besides, this farewell coincided with the prosperous age of Kaiyuan, which was peaceful and prosperous. The season was March, when the fireworks were at their strongest and spring was at its strongest. From the Yellow Crane Tower to Yangzhou, flowers were blooming all the way. And what about Yangzhou? It was the most prosperous city in the entire southeast region at that time. Li Bai was such a romantic person who loved to travel, so this parting was completely carried out in a very strong atmosphere of capriccio and lyric poetry. There was no sadness or unhappiness in Li Bai's heart. On the contrary, he felt that Meng Haoran was very happy during his trip. He yearned for Yangzhou and Meng Haoran, so while saying goodbye, his heart flew with him, and there was endless poetry in his chest rippling with the river.

The old friend said something about the Yellow Crane Tower in the West. This sentence is not only to highlight the topic, but also because the Yellow Crane Tower is a famous place in the world, and it may be the place where the two poets often hang out and gather. Therefore, when the Yellow Crane Tower is mentioned, it brings out all kinds of poetic life content related to this place. And what about the Yellow Crane Tower itself? It is also the place where immortals are said to fly into the sky. This creates an association with Li Bai's mind of Meng Haoran's happy trip to Yangzhou, adding to the pleasant and capricious atmosphere.

Fireworks descend in Yangzhou in March, and adding the word "fireworks" to the title "March" makes the poetic atmosphere in the farewell environment even more intense. Fireworks are filled with misty smoke and blooming flowers. It doesn’t feel like a piece of land or a flower, but a vast expanse of spring mist that cannot be seen through. March is certainly the time for fireworks, but the prosperous lower reaches of the Yangtze River in the Kaiyuan era was not a place for fireworks. Fireworks in March not only reproduce the charming scenery of the bustling place in late spring, but also reveal the atmosphere of the times. This sentence has a beautiful artistic conception and beautiful writing. Sun Zhu, a man of the Qing Dynasty, praised it as an eternal and beautiful sentence.

The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. The last two sentences of the poem seem to describe the scenery, but the description of the scenery contains a poetic detail. Li Bai kept putting his friends on the boat, but the boat had already sailed away, and he was still watching the sails go away from the river. Li Bai looked at the sail shadow until he saw the sail shadow gradually blurring and disappearing at the end of the blue sky, which shows that he watched for a long time. The shadow of the sail had disappeared, but Li Bai was still gazing eagerly, and then he noticed the spring water of the river flowing mightily to the far place where the water and the sky meet. Only seeing the Yangtze River flowing in the sky is a scene before our eyes, but who can say that it is a simple description of the scene? Li Bai's deep affection for his friends and Li Bai's yearning are not reflected in this poetic and yearning gaze? The poet's heart is ups and downs, Isn't it just like the spring water of a vast river flowing eastward?

In short, this very poetic farewell between two elegant and unrestrained poets was filled with yearning for Li Bai. The emotional farewell is expressed extremely vividly by the poet with the gorgeous scenery of spring in March, with the broad picture of a boat on the Yangtze River, and with the details of seeing the distant shadow of a lonely sail. Talk about it raining in March

From the time I started working in March until now, it has been raining on weekends and it is not suitable to go out. Then I have something to do every weekend. When the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, I just want to go out for a walk. How about the time? It’s just not enough~~~How can I squeeze in more?

Sometimes the mood is like the weather in March. It rains heavily when it says it’s going to rain, and then it’s sunny immediately! It’s uncertain!

I placed the order in March, and today I finally waited for the photo shoot. It has been cloudy and rainy for a week, which makes me very worried about today's weather. I was a little excited last night and was disturbed by mosquitoes in the middle of the night, so I didn't sleep all night. Okay, I was still worried about not being in good condition today. When I woke up in the morning and saw Father Sun, I felt happy.

It’s already May in the Gregorian calendar and it’s still raining non-stop. It’s really the light rain in March that keeps falling.

I feel sleepy in spring, sleepless in autumn, and doze off in summer. I can’t wake up in winter and March, and it’s cloudy and rainy. I feel very sleepy this whole day.

I don’t care about the young people in the new era. The new Rain God is probably talking about me. From March to now, since the lockdown began, I have never left the house a few times. It rains when I go out.

Last March, in Taipei, I stayed up until three o'clock. I said it was raining in Taipei, and he said it was raining in New Taipei as well. Oh my god, that day was so beautiful.

Every March, on the day of the Waking of Insects, it always rains in Liyun City. The sound of pattering rain mixed with the unique humid air of a small southern town enveloped his body. This was a feeling that Lin Jingzhe could not forget even after many years away from his hometown.

On March 24, it was raining in Jinan. Another month has passed. Where are you eighty kilometers away?

When I heard that it rained there, I thought of the light rain in March, which kept falling.

The first time I was on duty for the annual temple fair was the eighth day of March, and it rained. According to legend, if it doesn’t rain on that day, there will be a fire. If it rains, it heralds good weather and peace in the year.

It was a rainy day, gloomy and cold, just like a rainy day in March.

The beginning of spring, the rain that awakens the hibernation, the spring equinox, the Qingming Festival, the grain rain, the beginning of summer, the small mango trees, the summer solstice and the slight heat, Yunfei remembered this place. Today is Mangzhong. The rain fell intermittently. Seeing the constant drizzle outside the window, Yunfei reminded Liu Wenzheng of the song "Little Rain in March".

In March, it rained non-stop; the stream in the valley kept flowing, and the light rain accompanied me and the stream listened to me, which showed that I was filled with loneliness and sadness.

The humidity in Guangzhou had made me seriously ill for a week in March, and this time it rained directly. The humidity was really uncomfortable. I had to stay here for four days, and I had already begun to My throat hurts, and I feel like I won’t be able to go to Guangzhou next time, ugh

The alma mater plot triggered by a cup of yogurt, finally passed the fireworks in March, but why did it start to rain all the time.

I watched the lightning flash and listened to the bursts of thunder. Even though I was soaked by the pouring rain, I still walked slowly on this nonsensical road. In just three months, it seemed like it was living in my heart. Why is the heartache so unforgettable? When is the end? When can love be the same thing? It’s raining, the person I miss, I miss you so much!

The wind is blowing. The wind chimes outside the window tinkled. The blue one also spits out pleasant notes, jumping in the air. It's March, and it seems like it's going to rain again. Just as I was thinking about it, the rain had already fallen. Hitting on the windowsill, falling on the leaves, dripping in the stamens of flowers

Last March, it rained that day, and the handsome little brother who drove me home was getting married. It only takes a year to go back and forth, which shows that love may be a long time in the waiting process, but once you decide to be together, it is like a shooting star passing by.

I came to live in Shenzhen in March last year. It was cloudy and rainy, and pineapples were cheap and delicious. So my impression of Shenzhen changed to eating pineapples on cloudy and rainy days.

The light rain in March keeps falling, but it’s already July, why does it still rain every day? I’m tired of saying it snows in Beijing in March

Beijing in March Snowing Sentences Part 1

1. It’s snowing, is it snowing over there? Have you received my thoughts about you in the snow?

2. There was a dream forgotten in winter, and a sentence fell to the ground with the small snowflakes. When I stretched out my warm hands to pick up the cold snowflakes, I suddenly found that the footsteps of the dream were falling. Turn back through the fine snow. And when I covered my eyes with my hands and let them go again, I saw scattered small snowflakes falling one by one in front of my eyes. I think this may be the memory left to me by winter.

3. Warmth the whole winter.

4. Walking in the quiet snow, it seems that you are holding your breath in the depths of the ocean, and you feel like you are diving. When you walk towards the empty snowy wilderness, you suddenly find the scale of the world: your own footsteps.

5. The dirty heart is covered by the white snow

6. There is always an unsolvable knot in my heart. I don’t know if I think too much or am too sentimental. I always feel that our relationship is like snow, sometimes bigger and sometimes smaller, sometimes close and sometimes distant.

7. The Snow Fairy is waving her sleeves heartily; in the fluttering playing, the sky, earth, rivers and mountains are pure and pure, without any mire.

8. Tyndall, the originator of Western glaciology, described the snowflakes he saw on Roza Peak in his classic glaciology work: "These snowflakes... are all composed of small ice flakes. , each small ice flower has six petals, some petals release beautiful little lateral tongues like shansu flowers, some are round, some are arrow-shaped, or zigzag-shaped, some are complete, and some are It's in a grid shape, but it doesn't exceed the six-petal shape.

9. The sky is getting darker and darker, and I am getting more and more excited because the snow is getting heavier and heavier. Snowflakes are spinning in the air, dancing graceful aerial ballet, and spreading on the ground.

10. The most beautiful thing is not the snowy day, but the white street passing by with you.

11. The pine trees stood green in the white snow, swaying with the biting northwest wind and making a sharp and piercing whistle, as if they were deliberately despising winter.

12. The sky is white, the ground is white, and the snowflakes are white. Faced with such a world covered in silver, I can't help but feel a little happy, so I blend into this white world with the mood of walking on the snow to enjoy the winter. The world.

13. Standing quietly under the tree with fallen leaves, I don’t know when snowflakes have fallen from the gray sky... Looking at the flying white elves... it feels so beautiful.

14. Snowflakes are all over the sky, fluttering like willow catkins in spring. Except for the sea water with waves, the entire hills and pine forests have become an infinitely quiet and beautiful silver-white world. The low pine branches are holding big snowballs, and when the sea breeze blows, they fall quietly to the ground or other branches.

15. The snow is so beautiful that it makes people forget to leave. It makes people intoxicated, as if this is their hometown, and they can let go to their heart's content. The green weeping willows on both sides are all covered with snow and look extra silver. The water in the river has also frozen into ice, which adds a bit of northland. The taste of the scenery.

16. Winter is so beautiful. The winter sun shines warmly, so kindly. He gently held Xue in his arms, and Xue shed tears of happiness.

17. The weather changes like a child's face. In an instant, the snow stops and the sun rises. With the first snowfall, the winter sun seems to be getting closer. The distance between people seems particularly clear and dazzling, but the temperature of the sun seems to have been cooled by ice and snow, and it cannot heat up.

18. It’s snowing! It's snowing! The snow was falling really hard, and white and flawless snowflakes fell to the ground one after another. Fall on the roof and sprinkle on the ground. It's like a goddess scattering flowers, or like an angel slowly descending from the distant sky, adding another unique beauty to Changsha City.

19. In winter in the countryside, the fields are covered with a thin layer of frost. Through that thin layer of frost, you can see the rigid land below, which is frozen and dry. The newly unearthed wheat seedlings in the field are so timid. The originally green leaves have obviously been labeled with their own unique label by winter, like a child's face that has been frozen in winter. The cry of the fields in winter is even louder, making people walking alone on the road feel frightened. The tree trunks have no ground, but are swayed by the wind and make a squeaking sound, as if they are weeping or dancing crazily.

20. Whenever it snows, I stand in front of the window and watch the goose-like white snowflakes slowly falling on the branches, falling on the roof, and falling on the ground. At this time, the entire Changchun turned into a world of ice and snow. A fairy tale world. Sentences about the snow in Beijing in March 2

21. After a while, the trees, roofs, flowers and grass were all covered with snowflakes, and the world became pure white. I excitedly followed the flow of people to the playground. I stretched out my hand and raised my head, and saw snowflakes flying all over the sky, and from time to time I heard bursts of laughter from my classmates. I stood under a bare big tree. This big tree had taken off its old green clothes and put on the clothes that Grandpa Winter had given me. They were covered with snowflakes. It was like: "It's like a spring breeze coming overnight, and thousands of pear blossoms are blooming." . "I raised my head, and the snowflake babies fell down one after another, kissing our red little faces softly and coolly. At this time, I don't know who threw a snowball into my neck.

22. Before the snow stopped, the children couldn't help but come out to play, having snowball fights and rolling snowballs. Although the snowflakes were still falling, they ignored the objections of their parents and had a great time. The joy of childhood. The snow lets us crush them into fluffy snowballs and then smash them around each other. Although his body was smashed to pieces and splashed everywhere, they never complained and gave us happiness, which is its happiness. It gives us the warmth of the soul in its unique language. I can hear this voice.

23. Snowflakes are like fluttering white butterflies, shining her "wings" happily, as if scattering crystal flakes to the earth, letting the earth rest under the soft bed curtain. Breeding the growth of the new year.

24. Being in the vast snowfield, reduce yourself to a small black dot in the vast world, and stop here quietly. If you think of this snowfield as a world, then we are countless snowflakes scattered by God. We are sent to this world by the wind of fate like falling snow. Looking back, there is no trace of where we came from. We lie where we fell, waiting for the wind of fate to send us to another place again, or waiting for another snowflake to come and then quietly melt into nothing

25. The weather is like a child His face changed every time he said it. In an instant, the snow stopped and the sun also rose. The snow had just begun to fall. In the winter, the sun seemed to be closer to people. It seemed particularly clear and dazzling, but the temperature of the sun was still different. It seems as if it has been cooled by ice and snow, and it cannot heat up no matter what.

26. Winter swimmers, have they ever thought of bathing in the flames of snow? Glittering land, should I move towards my afterlife, or return to my previous life? I often meditate on the edge of this snow, the black and white, that defines the boundaries for all journeys.

27. Everyone has a path given to him by fate. The road is sometimes wide and sometimes narrow. However, as long as you keep calm and go forward with hope, there will definitely be a way open for you.

28. No one can change the speed of snowflakes falling. Only at this time can we regain our focus from the pace that is constantly accelerating due to greed.

29. The snow at dusk is deep, as if there are thousands of emotions, and it is as turbulent as the sea water, able to submerge everything, and there is a sense of nakedness like uncovering the hidden head and revealing the tail. The snowflakes are in various shapes and crystal clear, like warriors on an expedition, wearing silver armor, and like pieces of white sails sailing on a long voyage.

30. The snow on the sidewalk next to the highway has melted, and only the remaining snow remains on the roof facing the sun, like a small white hat.

31. Snowflakes float slowly down from the silver-gray sky, like white butterflies flying in the wind. Look! Snowflake Girl's footprints have spread all over the world - the tender green lawn is covered with snowflakes, looking from a distance, it looks like a silver-white ocean: on those small and exquisite wildflowers, some snowflakes are about to turn into small water drops, as if they are The white and crystal clear diamonds inlaid in the stamens decorate the flowers; the trees covered with silver are dancing a winter dance with their tall and burly figures in the gentle breeze.

32. A heavy snowfall made Shanghai really feel like winter.

Accompanied by the dim yellow street lights at night, snowflakes were flying all over the sky, falling in the streets and alleys, and in the ravines of the years. In an instant, a very clear, very clear, and very full winter came to Shanghai.

33. A strong wind came suddenly, and the snowflakes covering the ground flew into the sky again. It's like a white vortex flying in the air. It's really like a misty world, leading me into a dream.

34. The memory of winter is like the plum blossoms blooming in the snow, blooming deep in my memory. It warms me and warms me. On every beautiful winter day, let the memory, like a sweet song, ripple in the cabin and flow in my heart.

35. Snowflakes are like white petals, like feathers flying all over the sky, like a group of little angels dancing. I like snowy days so much.

36. Snow, you are as clear as a baby's heart, as pure as the wings of an angel, and as happy as my thoughts. You are like white butterflies spreading happy pollen in the sky. The goose feather-like snow is flying all over the sky, as clean as jade, as white as silver, as light as smoke, as soft as willow, one piece after another, unhurriedly, thousands of pieces, flying all over the sky. Snow, you took away all my worries and brought me happiness. Although it is just a little bit, I will treasure it in my heart forever.

37. You can’t erase the traces of our togetherness despite the heavy snow.

38. I got dressed and looked out the window. The yard was completely white, and the roof seemed to be covered with a thick new quilt. On the way to school, I saw people cleaning the snow in front of their homes. Pedestrians were tightly wrapped in thick cotton clothes and walked slowly and carefully, making a squeaking sound under their feet. The car driven by the uncle driver also moved very slowly. As soon as I arrived at the school gate, I was thrown all over by snow cubes from the snowball fights of my classmates. When I walked into the campus, I found that our teaching building was even more beautiful against the backdrop of white snow!

39. As far as the eye can see, there are dead leaves falling one after another. The setting sun in the distance put on a wedding dress and dyed the entire forest a coquettish red. The remaining snow covers the fallen leaves and decorates the mottled land.

40. Pieces of snow spell out the fate between you and me. In this cold winter, you and I meet in this romantic and beautiful foreign land in the north. All the scenery here is like a dream, with white snow floating in the sky. They are "flying" in pieces, like beautiful pictures, as if they are weaving our feelings. Seven-Character Rhymed Poetry Yellow Crane Tower

Yellow Crane Tower

Cui Hao

In the past, people had taken the Yellow Crane to go there, and the Yellow Crane Tower was vacant here.

The yellow crane will never return, and the white clouds will remain empty for thousands of years.

There are Hanyang trees in Qingchuan and Parrot Island with luxuriant grass.

Where is the country gate at dusk? The misty waves on the river make people sad.

Translation: The legendary immortal flew away on the Yellow Crane long ago, leaving only the empty Yellow Crane Tower in this place. The flying yellow crane will never return, and only the long white clouds will remain the same for thousands of years. The green trees of Qingchuan Pavilion in Hanyang are still vivid in my mind, and the fragrant grass of Parrot Island grows densely. At dusk, I don’t know where is my hometown? Facing the vast river with misty waves is worrying!

Explanation: This poem is a masterpiece of nostalgia for the past. The poet climbed up to the Yellow Crane Tower, a historic site, and scanned the scenery before his eyes. He became emotional at the scene, and his poems burst out from his mouth and spread thousands of miles. It is both natural and majestic, and full of character. Although the poem has no rhythm, its syllables are clear and not difficult to pronounce. It was done effortlessly and in one go, and it has become a treasure that has been admired by all ages. Legend has it that Li Bai climbed up to this building and was greatly impressed when he saw this poem. Said: "There is a view in front of me, but Cui Hao wrote a poem on it." Yan Canglang also said that the seven-character rhymed poems of the Tang Dynasty should be the first. This shows that poetry is precious and natural, even metrical poems are all like this.