Feeling poems about farewell

1. Poems about farewell

"Farewell to Du Shaofu for his appointment in Shuzhou" Wang Bocheng Que assisted the Three Qin Dynasties, and the wind and smoke looked at Wujin. Official traveler. There are close friends in the sea, and neighbors are as close as the end of the world. Inaction is on the wrong road, and the children are in love. Comments: Du Shaofu: Wang Bo's friend, his life is unknown. The nickname of Shaofu County Lieutenant. "Shuzhou" is a work of "Sichuan" ".Chengque refers to Chang'an, the capital city. Sanqin: Guanzhong area in today's Shaanxi Province was the State of Qin in ancient times. After Xiang Yu destroyed Qin, he divided Qin into three kingdoms: Yong, Sai, and Qu, which were called Sanqin. Wujin: the five major kingdoms of Minjiang River The ferries are respectively Baihuajin, Wanlijin, Jiangshoujin, Shetoujin, and Jiangnanjin. Neighbors: close neighbors. Cao Zhi's "Giving the White Horse to Wang Biao": "My husband's ambitions are all over the world, and he is still close to his neighbors even though he is thousands of miles away." The meaning is used here. Brief analysis : This is a famous farewell poem by Wang Bo. It is very different from ordinary farewell poems that are full of sad sentiments. It has a spirit of hard work and progress. The fifth and sixth sentences in the poem even sublimate friendship to a higher aesthetic realm. The whole poem is ups and downs, grand and rigorous, and is a typical work of the Five Rhymes. From the perspective of level and rhyme, this poem meets the requirements of the Five Rhythms, but it is different from the later standard Five Rhythms in terms of antithesis, that is, the first couplet is antithetical and the chin couplet is Sanxing. This just shows that the rhythmic poetry of the early Tang Dynasty has not yet been finalized. Biography of the author: Wang Bo (649-676) was born in Longmen, Jiangzhou (now Hejin, Shanxi). He is as famous as Yang Jiong, Lu Zhaolin, and King Luo Bin, and is known as the "Four Heroes of the Early Tang Dynasty". They strived to get rid of the Qi and Liang Dynasties, expand the subject matter of poetry, and express the enterprising spirit and the indignation of depression and injustice. There are "Prince An Ji" and "Send Yuan Er Envoy Anxi". . I urge you to have another glass of wine, and there will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west. Note: The title of the poem is "Weicheng Song". Weicheng: in the northwest of Xi'an City, Shaanxi Province, that is, the ancient city of Xianyang in the Qin Dynasty. Zhaoyu: morning rain. 浵: Moisturizing. Yangguan: In the southwest of Dunhuang, Gansu Province, it has been the main route to the northwest frontier since ancient times. Brief analysis: This poem has simple language and vivid images, expressing everyone's common feeling of parting. Tang Dynasty At that time, it was composed into "Three Layers of Yangguan", which has been widely circulated in the past dynasties. "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower" Wang Changling came to Wu in the cold rainy night, and saw off his guest Chu Shangu in the bright morning. Relatives and friends in Luoyang asked each other, and their hearts were filled with ice. Pot. Note: Furong Tower: According to "Yi Tong Zhi": "Furong Tower is located in the northwest corner of Zhenjiang City." It was built by Wang Gong, the governor of Runzhou in Jin Dynasty, and its former location is in Zhenjiang City, Jiangsu Province today. In the Qing Dynasty, it was at the place where Wang Changling was exiled. There was also a Furong Tower built in Longbiao (now Qianyang County, Hunan Province). The sentence "A Piece of Ice" is a variation of the meaning of the sentence "straight as a red silk rope, clear as ice in a jade pot" in Bao Zhao's "Baitou Yin". Brief analysis: This poem The poem that has been passed down through the ages is "A heart of ice in a jade pot", which expresses one's everlasting pure and flawless heart. Biography of the author: Wang Changling (698-756), courtesy name Shaobo, was born in Chang'an, Jingzhao. He is good at Qijue in poetry and is known as "Qijue" "Holy Hand". He can express rich emotions in concise language, with rich and profound meaning. His frontier fortress poems are very famous. There are "Collections of Wang Changling" and "Gift to Wang Lun" Li Bai Li Bai was about to leave in a boat when he suddenly heard the sound of singing on the shore. Peach Blossom Pond The water is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as affectionate as Wang Lun's sending me. "Yellow Crane Tower Sends Meng Haoran to Guangling" Li Bai's old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, [1] Fireworks descend to Yangzhou in March. [2] The shadow of the lonely sail is gone in the blue sky, [3] Only See the skyline of the Yangtze River flowing. [4] Note: It means: go, go. Guangling: Yangzhou. It means: send Meng Haoran to Guangling at the Yellow Crane Tower. [1] Old friend: old friend, here refers to Meng Haoran. Xici: Ci, Farewell. Xici, traveling from west to east. Meaning: The author said goodbye to his old friends at the Yellow Crane Tower. [2] Fireworks: refers to the gorgeous spring scene. Bottom: Go straight down the river. Meaning: In the bright spring of March, the old man A friend took a boat down the river to Yangzhou. [3] Gufan: a single boat. Blue sky: a clear sky. Jiu: gone, disappeared. Meaning: the boat went further and further away, and looked like it looked like from a distance Disappeared in the clear sky. [4] Wei: only. Tianji: horizon. Meaning: Only the mighty Yangtze River water was seen, rolling towards the horizon. Brief analysis: This farewell poem was written about the 20th year of Kaiyuan (732) ) before and after. The poet's imitation of scenery and feelings are extraordinary and amazing! The third and fourth sentences are not only descriptions of scenery, but also emotions. The shadow of Gu Fan has disappeared, and only the longing flows forever in the heart like the water of the Yangtze River. Snow falls in August. Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and pear blossoms bloom on thousands of trees. [1] It scatters into the bead curtains and wets the curtains. The fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin. The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the protective armor is still cold. The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds are frozen thousands of miles away. The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for the guests to return, playing fiddles, lutes, and lutes. The snow falls on the camp gate one after another, and the red flag is frozen in the wind. I see you off at the east gate of Luntai, and the road to the Tianshan Mountains is covered with snow when you leave. . You can't be seen on the winding mountain road, and there is only a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow. 2. Poems about Farewell

Farewell to Dong Da

Gao Shi

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds in the white sun,

The north wind blows the geese and snow. .

Don’t worry about the road ahead without friends.

No one in the world knows you.

"Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou" by Wang Bo of the Tang Dynasty. The city assists the Three Qin Dynasties, and the wind and smoke look out to Wujin. I want to say goodbye to you, and we are both eunuchs and travelers; we have close friends in the sea, and we are like neighbors across the world. If you do nothing, you will be on the wrong road, and your children will be stained with towels.

Weicheng Song Wang Wei. Tang Dynasty The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored. I advise you to drink another glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west.

Sending a friend off

(Tang Dynasty) Li Bai

Green mountains stretch across Beiguo, and white water surrounds the east city.

This place is different, and I have traveled thousands of miles alone.

The thoughts of wandering in the floating clouds, the love of old friends in the setting sun.

I waved my hand and went away, the horse roared. 3. Poems describing farewell

1

About farewell 1. Farewell to Meng Haoran from the Yellow Crane Tower to Guangling

Li Bai

Old friend Xi Farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, fireworks descended on Yangzhou in March. The solitary sail is reflected in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.

2. A gift to Wang Lun

Li Bai

Li Bai was about to go on a boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. The peach blossoms are thousands of feet deep, and they are not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me.

3. Sending friends off

Li Bai

Green mountains stretch across Beiguo, and white water surrounds the east city. This place is a different place, and I am alone in my journey for thousands of miles. The wandering clouds convey the love of an old friend. I waved my hand and went away, and the horses roared.

4 Crossing Jingmen to say goodbye

Li Bai

Crossing the distance outside Jingmen, I came to visit Chu State. The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness. Under the moon, there is a flying mirror, and the clouds form a sea tower. Still feeling pity for the water in my hometown, I send my boat sailing thousands of miles away.

5 Jinling Wine Shops

Li Bai

The wind blows the willow flowers and fills the shop with fragrance, and Wu Ji presses wine to encourage customers to taste it. The disciples of Jinling came to see each other off, and everyone drank wine if they wanted to do it or not. I would like to ask you, Dongliu Shui, who do you want to compare with?

6. Farewell to Dong Da

Gao Shi

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds in the daytime, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow. Don't worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.

7. Send Du Shaofu to Shuzhou

Wang Bo

The city gate assists the Three Qin Dynasties, and the wind and smoke look forward to Wujin. I want to say goodbye to you, we are both eunuchs. There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world. Inaction is on the Qi Road, and the children are wet with towels.

8. Send the Yuan Er envoy to Anxi

Wang Wei

The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willows are new. I advise you to drink a glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any old friends. 4. Poems about flying flowers and autumn

1. When will spring flowers and autumn moon appear? How much do you know about the past? ——The Five Dynasties · Li Yu's "Poppy When Will Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon Come"

Translation: When will this year's time come to an end? How many past events do we know!

2. The scenery is different when autumn comes in Saixia, but the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention. ——Fan Zhongyan, Song Dynasty, "The Proud Fisherman·Autumn Thoughts"

Translation: The scenery on the border is completely different when autumn comes, and the geese flying towards Hengyang show no nostalgia.

3. The autumn wind is bleak, and huge waves are rising on the sea - Cao Cao's "Guan Canghai/Jieshi"

Translation: The autumn wind is blowing, and huge waves are rising on the sea.

4. You asked about the return date, but the night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn ponds - Tang Dynasty Li Shangyin's "Night Rain Sends to the North"

Translation: You asked about the return date, but it is difficult to say accurately. It rained heavily all night in Bashan, filling the autumn pond.

5. Since ancient times, sentimentality has hurt parting, and even more embarrassingly, it has left the Qingqiu Festival in the cold - Song Dynasty Liu Yong's "Rain Lin Ling·Cicada's Sorrow"

Translation: Since ancient times, sentimental people are the most The sad thing is parting, not to mention the bleak and desolate autumn, how can I bear the sorrow of separation!

6. If life is just like the first meeting, why is the autumn wind sad and painted on the fan - Qing Dynasty Nalan Xingde's "Mulan Ci·Naigu Jue Jue Ci Cambodian Friends"

Translation: With the Loved One Getting along should always be as sweet, warm, affectionate and happy as when we first met.

Baidu Encyclopedia - Mulan Flower Order·Ancient Juejue Ci 5. 10 ancient poems about farewell (complete)

Representative poems

1. "Farewell to Mr. Du" Wang Bo

2. "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi" Wang Wei

3. "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower" Wang Changling

4 ."To Wang Lun" Li Bai

5. "Yellow Crane Tower Sends Meng Haoran to Guangling" Li Bai

6. "Bai Xuege Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital" Cen Shen

7. "Farewell with Fu De Gu Yuan Cao" by Bai Juyi

8. "Farewell at Crossing Jingmen" by Li Bai

9. "Farewell to Friends" by Li Bai

10. "Farewell to Secretary Shu Yun at Xiezhen Tower in Xuanzhou" Li Bai

11. "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and Long Biaoyuan sent this message"

12. "Farewell to Dong University" Gao Shi

p>

13 "Farewell at Yishui" by King Luo Bin

14. "Qingmen Liu" by Bai Juyi

15. "Listening to the Flute in Luo City on a Spring Night" by Li Bai

< p> 16. "Recalling Qin'e" by Li Bai

17. "Farewell" by Zheng Gu

18. "Farewell" by Wang Wei

19 ."Farewell in the Mountains" Wang Wei

20. "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and Long Biaoyuan sent this message" Li Bai

Appreciation of farewell poems

1. Farewell to you I mean,

they are all eunuchs.

There are close friends in the sea,

They are as close to each other as they are to the end of the world.

(Wang Bo: "Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou")

2. Sending Wang and his grandson off again,

The love is full of farewell.

(Bai Juyi: "Farewell with Ancient Grasses")

3. The spring grass will be green next year,

Will the kings and grandchildren return?

(Bai Juyi: "Farewell with Ancient Grasses")

4. The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty,

The guest house is green and the willows are new.

I urge you to drink another glass of wine.

There is no old friend when you leave Yangguan in the west.

(Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi")

5. The cold rain came to Wu at night,

I saw off the guest Chushangu in the bright morning.

(Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower")

6. Don’t worry about having no friends in the future.

No one in the world knows you.

(Gao Shi: "Farewell to Dong Da")

7. The water of Peach Blossom Pond is three thousand feet,

It is not as good as Wang Lun's gift to me.

(Li Bai: "To Wang Lun")

8. The shadow of the solitary sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky,

Only the Yangtze River can be seen in the sky.

(Li Bai: "Send Off Meng Haoran to Guangling")

9. I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai,

The Tianshan Road was covered with snow when I left.

(Cen Shen: "Bai Xuege Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital")

10. Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road,

The green grass reaches the sky.

The evening breeze carries the faint sound of the willow flute,

The setting sun is outside the mountain.

At the end of the sky, at the corner of the sea,

Half of my close friends are scattered.

A ladle of turbid wine will wipe out the remaining joy,

Don’t dream coldly tonight.

(Li Shutong: "Farewell") 6. 100 poems with light from Feihualing

Feihualing·Write poems with moon

1. Bed The moonlight shines brightly in front of me, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Li Bai

2. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to miss your hometown. Li Bai

3. Flying mirror under the moon, clouds forming sea towers. Li Bai

4. Raise your glass to the bright moon and make three people look at each other. Li Bai

5. There is a moon in Chang'an and the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes. Li Bai

6. The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. Li Bai

7. The drunken moon often attracts saints, and the lost flowers do not harm you. Li Bai

8. Put down the crystal curtain and gaze at the exquisite autumn moon. Li Bai

9. I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon and follow you until the end of the night. Li Bai

10. Everyone is full of joy and excitement, and wants to fly up to the blue sky to see the bright moon. Li Bai

11. The half-autumn moon in Emei Mountain casts its shadow into the water of Pingqiang River. Li Bai

12. The pine wind blows the belt, and the mountain moon shines on the piano. Wang Wei

13. People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine. Wang Wei

14. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream. Wang Wei

15. There is a bright moon in Guangze and turbulent currents in Cangshan Mountain. Ma Dai

16. The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes in the night. Lu Lun

17. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. Du Fu

18. The stars are moving in thousands of households, and the moon is in the sky.

Du Fu

19. In the morning, he went to clean up the wasteland and filth, and returned home with a hoe in the moonlight. Tao Yuanming

20. Silently, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook. Li Yu

21. Magpies are frightened by the bright moon, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night. Xin Qiji

22. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. Bai Juyi

23. A flick of water and a flick of the moon, half into the river wind and half into the clouds. Couplet

24. The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is slanted in the south. Liu Fangping

25. When you look into the mirror at dawn, you will be worried about the clouds on your temples. When you sing at night, you should feel the cold moonlight. Li Shangyin

26. He can draw the eagle bow like a full moon, looking northwest to shoot the wolf. Su Shi

27. The water under the courtyard is empty and empty. The water is crisscrossed with algae and covered with bamboo and cypress shadows. Su Shi

The bright moon rises over the sea, the end of the world *** At this time Zhang Jiuling 7. What are the poems about "Feihua Ling"

1. "Nanchi"

Song Dynasty: Tao Bi

In May, when the red lotuses were in full bloom, Falcon and Ao visited the Nanchi of the county.

The name on the forehead was originally recorded in Lingling Chronicles, and the inscription on the stele was newly engraved with a thick poem.

When picking herbs, I hold a cup in my hand and feel full of sorrow, and when I pick flowers, I am still smiling.

Who will be next year with a steady singing voice and a refreshing fragrance when drunk?

2. "Partridge Sky (Order on Drinking in All Courtyards on a Moonlit Night)"

Song Dynasty: Zhao Changqing

The fragrance of the Baozhuan smoke has faded away. Chanjuan's moonlight soaks the railings. The singing voice is unusual, and the drinking order comes from him.

Don’t be idle when passing cups. Drunk and blushing face. They were together as a couple studying together, but they laughed at Lu Lang's Old Testament.

3. "The Bodhisattva Man (Four Poems to Zhao Boshan)"

Song Dynasty: Wang Anzhong

The rain is scattered and the flowers are raised in the spring. Raise a glass to spring flowers and light rain. Poems make drinking wine late. Late drinking and drinking poems.

It’s still time to change the cup after pouring it. The cup is still full when it is replaced. The sky is turning and the moon is round. The full moon turns to the sky.

4. "Slow Voice (Chuzhou Lvci Climbing the Tower and Li Qingyu's Rhyme)"

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

The expedition formed an array, and the travelers met each other. The Taoist magic appears on the floor. Point to the high point of the eaves and teeth, and the waves are embracing the clouds. This year there will be peace and prosperity for thousands of miles. We will go to the Huaihe River and ride to the autumn. Looking from the railing, there is good atmosphere in the southeast and China in the northwest.

Throughout the ages, I have cherished the Song people. You should laugh at me. I am at the end of Chu and the head of Wu. Looking at the bows and knives, the carriages and horses on the road flow like a stream. From now on, all that is left to enjoy the pleasure is arrangements, drinking and poetry. In Huaxu's dream, I hope that every year, people will travel as before.

5. "Brahman Yin (Spring Love)"

Song Dynasty: Yan Ren

The flowers are bright and the willows are dark, and the spring scenery surrounds Zhulou one day. The sound of broken Hong calls people to sorrow. If you want to ask where Gui Hong is, his life experience is long. The east wind lingers, Chu tails and Wu heads. Reminiscing about old travels. Sighing at the temples, rustling in autumn. It's a pity that I was left alone during the waiting period, and I spent a lot of time drinking. It is difficult to continue the broken string, so I wrote poems and distributed the water to flow eastward. Can't flow, Pengdao Yingzhou.

8. Verses about farewell

The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and the snow is falling in August. Suddenly, like a spring breeze, thousands of trees are blooming. [1] scattered into the bead curtain The curtain is wet, the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin. The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the protective iron clothes are still cold. The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds are thousands of miles away. The Chinese army prepares wine to return to the guests, and the huqin, pipa and Qiang flute are falling. Snow falls one after another. At the gate of Xiayuan, the wind blows and the red flag does not flip over. I see you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you leave, the mountain road is covered with snow. You are nowhere to be seen on the winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow. In "Rain Lin Bell", Liu Yonghan's cicada is mournful, facing the Changting Pavilion. In the evening, the showers have begun to subside. There is no trace of drinking in the tents of the capital. In the place of nostalgia, the orchid boat urges the departure. Holding hands and looking at the tearful eyes, I am speechless and choked. Thinking - thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast. Passionate feelings have been hurt by parting since ancient times. It's even more desolate for the Qingqiu Festival. Where to wake up tonight, the willow bank, the evening breeze is waning. After so many years, it should be a good time and a good scene. "Traveling on Shasha" Ouyang Xiuhou Pavilion's plum blossoms are withered, the willows on the stream and bridge are thin, and the grass is fragrant and windy The warmth shakes the bridle. The sorrow of separation gradually becomes infinite, and the distance is endless like spring water. Every inch of the soft intestine is filled with pink tears. Don't lean on the dangerous railings near the tall buildings. Wherever the flat grass ends, there are spring mountains, and pedestrians are outside the spring mountains. Chen Liangshui's song is sent to Zhang Demao The great minister has not seen Nanshi for a long time, and he said that Beiqun was empty. He only gave me a hand on the spot, after all, he returned to me ten thousand men. He smiled at himself like an ocean river, still only flowing to the east. When he returned to Qionglu to worship, he would bow to the pole. Street line. The capital of Yao, the soil of Shun, and the seal of Yu should be among them. There should be one and a half shameful ministers and Rong. Thousands of miles of fishy smell are like this, and the heroes of the ages are safe. There is no need to ask when the majestic majesty will pass through Hu's luck. The sun will come from the middle. Zhang Yuanqian congratulated the groom and sent Hu Bangheng to Xinzhou. He dreamed of going around the road to Shenzhou. He was disappointed - the autumn winds kept drawing corners, and the Forbidden City left the millet. The bottom story was that Kunlun was the mainstay, and the yellow currents in the nine places gathered in chaos - thousands of villages fell into foxes and rabbits. God's will is always difficult. Ask, what's going on - human feelings are easy to grow old and sorrow is hard to tell. I'm going to Nanpu to see you off. Willows grow on the banks of the cold bank to encourage the dying heat. The wind is leaning over the river, the stars are sparse and the moon is pale, the clouds are broken. I don't know where to look back and talk to the bed at night. When the wild geese fail to arrive, who will write the book? With my eyes clear to the blue sky, I will cherish the present and the past. I am willing to express my love and resentment to you. I will tell you the truth. I will listen to the golden thread, abandon the disease, and the magnolia flowers. I will present it on the slow table. Ye Fei wanted to point his sword at the Three Qin Dynasties. The king was proud and returned east after a battle. The pursuit of death has disappeared today, but the mountains and rivers are full of tears and the clothes are stained. The sun sets and the dust is broken, and the west wind blows the horses. The first book is the emperor's division, A small test to conquer the west. More - hastily left the banquet, hurried on the road, full of worries about the flag. You think of me, looking back, just - the autumn shadow of the river is the first flight of the wild geese. The four corners of the wheel are too tight to reduce the waistline. Zuo Si's "Ode to History" 8 The first verse of history is: The pines at the bottom of the stream are gloomy, and the seedlings are separated from the mountains. The stems are an inch wide, and they shade the hundreds of feet. The world is in high positions, handsome and humble. The terrain makes it so, and the origin is not one dynasty. The old business of Jin Zhangji, Seven-leaf Er Han Diao. Isn't Feng Gong great? His white head has not been seen and he has ascended to the Youzhou Taige. Chen Ziang has not seen the ancients in front of him, and has not seen the coming ones from behind. Thinking of the long journey of heaven and earth, alone, he sheds tears of sadness. He ascends the Phoenix Terrace of Jinling. Li Bai's phoenix travels on the Phoenix platform, and the phoenix leaves the platform and the Kongjiang River flows by itself. The flowers and plants of the Wu palace are buried in the secluded paths, and the Jin Dynasty clothes are transformed into ancient hills. The three mountains are halfway to the blue sky, and the two rivers are divided into Bailuzhou. There are always floating clouds that can block the sun, and Chang'an is nowhere to be seen. People are sad. Recalling Qin'e's Li Bai's flute, Qin'e dreamed of breaking the moon in Qinlou. The moon in Qinlou, the willows are colored every year, and Baling is sad to say goodbye. I enjoy the Qingqiu Festival in Yuanyuan, the sound of Xianyang's ancient road is extinct. The sound is extinct, and the west wind Afterglow, the mausoleum of the Han family. Wang Anshi came to see him off with the fragrance of cinnamon branches. It was the late autumn of his homeland, and the weather was beginning to be calm. The clear river for thousands of miles was like a train, and the green peaks were like clusters. Returning to the sail, I went to the setting sun, with the west wind at my back, and the wine flag was tilted. The colorful boat The clouds are pale, the stars and rivers are rising, and it is difficult to draw a picture. I think of the prosperous competition in the past, and sigh - the buildings outside the door, the sorrow and hatred continue. For thousands of years, I have relied on the heights, and I have lamented the honor and disgrace. The old events of the Six Dynasties are like running water, but - the cold smoke fades The grass is green. To this day, merchant girls still sing it all the time. The song left behind in the backyard. Jiang Kuiyong met Le Ci Jiaxuan Beigu Tower. The rhyme of the poem is clouds separated by the lost building. The moss seal is very stone. Where can people count? Riding on the autumn smoke, a pole is cold. Xi, the sky has come and gone through the ages. Keep your heart in mind, the cliffs are green and the mountains are green, and the pain is retained by the north gate. You can drink the wine in the wine, and the big flag is embroidered with bears and tigers. My predecessor, Zhuge, came to visit this place, and I will be rewarded with a few words. Look three times. Outside the building, Jiang Gao looms, and recognizes Zhengxi Road. Zhongyuan people gather together, and the elders of Shenzhou look south to the Changhuai Golden Drum. I ask if I was planting willows at that time, and whether I am still there now. Wang Wei's "Xinyiwu" Mumo Hibiscus Flower , red calyx blooms in the mountains; the streams are deserted, opening and falling one after another. Wen Tingyun leaks the incense of the jade stove, and the red wax tears, partial photos of autumn thoughts in the painting hall. The eyebrows are green and thin, the temples are cloudy, and the night is long and the pillow is cold. The sycamore tree , it rains in the middle of the night, and it is hard to leave love. One leaf, one sound, the empty steps drip to the bright. Su Shi's water dragon chant (Ci Yun Zhang Zhi Fu Yang Hua Ci) looks like a flower or not like a flower, and no one cherishes it. Leaving home on the road, my thoughts are ruthless and thoughtful. The lingering hurts the soft intestines, and the sleepy demon eyes want to open or close. The dream is carried by the wind thousands of miles, looking for the man's place, and is still called by the oriole. I don't hate that this flower will fly away. , Hate - it is difficult to decorate the red flowers in the West Garden. After the morning rain, there are no traces in the pond. The spring color is three parts, two parts dust, one part running water. If you look closely, it is not poplars, but the tears of people leaving. Zhang Kai Shuilong Ying Yan is busy, orioles are lazy and fragrant, and the willow flowers are falling on the embankment. They are dancing lightly, stippling the green forest, and they have no ideas. I am leisurely taking advantage of the gossamer, quietly in the deep courtyard, the door is closed for a long time, and the bead curtain is loose and drooping. I want to fall down, but I am lifted up by the wind. The beauty is sleeping in the orchid tent, wearing strange spring clothes, covered with snow and embroidery. The embroidery bed is full of flowers, and there are countless fragrant balls, which are round but broken. Bees are seen from time to time, with light powder on their backs, fish Swallowing the water in the pool, looking out - the road to Zhangtai is wandering, with golden saddles wandering around, and tears streaming down their faces.