Wild grass poem

Poems by Wu Shi 1. What are the poems about Qing Wu?

Poems about "Kate" are:

1, the moonlight on the spring river (text) Yushu is dark and the Huating suddenly becomes a green country. Qinhuai is ruthless, and it is also spring in Jinling.

2. Xu Bu (Du Fu) stepped on the road. Celery paste with swallows, stamens full of bees. Wet the wine on your clothes and hold it with a poetic stick. If you dare to speak, you will see it, and you will be intoxicated.

3. Send Zhao Lusi Bing back to the screen (Han Yi). During the day, the road is low. The body tends to approach Shuangjie, whose name is * * * Wu Yunqi. Shexi Far Water Field, Chunshan County. Holding hands for no reason, the East looks sad.

4. The sender (Huang Furan) wants to be wet and green at night, and the yellow leaves are endless. Festival near Chongyang, hedge chrysanthemum in the autumn wind.

5. Send Xiahou Cheng (Lu Lun) from Ningguo to Qingshan, Chu, where the autumn clouds are like Bai Bo. There are few roads in Wuhu and many mountains in Jiupai. Xie Shoutong's poetry banquet, Tao Gong drunk. When you stay away from resistance, you will waste two years.

2. Ask for poems about Wu Hezhi, the more the better, the more urgent.

Tongshou Huang Zi said that Jiang Mei could spend his days with it or his time with it on that day.

Year: Song Author: Shi Cai

Musk deer moon frost deceives dawn, and a plum flower is picked.

When it's cold, go out and climb the south branch in the suburbs to see you off.

This guest is beautiful and clear, and autumn water is the spirit of the moon.

Shake Pagri Lin Geng Garden, Yushu volley is quite standard.

I know that I have been out of Fujian for thousands of years, and I have a quiet posture to come to Chuze.

I am lonely, and I avoid all kinds of green and red.

* * * Only don't drive Donghe Lang, but fight back Frost Beam and Berberis Ice.

Give a good word to a thousand villages, a thousand villages are not innocent.

Hand-adjusted gold jack-up to the hall gallery. The stable inheritance of the gate was named Xuanhe.

I am a cold friend at my age, and the smell is long and smelly.

Chewing on the heart and spitting roses in each other's hearts is more like floating incense and drunk nectar.

When the jade emperor blows, the incense table is close at hand.

It is better to go to the lonely mountain often than to go back to class to enjoy the West Lake.

The Ming dynasty was half bleak, and my old waves were still flat.

The city is full of acacia, and the rivers and roads are tired.

There is a saying that spring comes first.

Qu yuan's mourning

Why are people shocked by God's impure life?

The people are in poverty, and Fang Zhongchun moves eastward.

I went to my hometown far away, and I was exiled in Zunjiang and Xia.

Being pregnant after going abroad is a good example.

What's the matter with leaving the capital and flying away?

Qiyang is tolerant and Xi, and I'm sorry to see you and not get it anymore.

I am looking forward to it, but I am too tired. If I cry, I will become addicted.

After the first summer, I drifted to the west, but I didn't see the Longmen.

My heart is broken and I'm sad, but I don't know what my feet are.

Go with the flow, go with the flow, be a guest.

How thin is the flood in Lingyanghou, and it suddenly rises?

My heart is knotted, I don't understand, but I don't want to release it.

I will float down with a boat on my back, go to Dongting and go downstream.

I went to the place where I used to live, and now I am very happy to come to the East.

Qiang's soul wants to return, why not mention it for the time being!

Thinking about Xiapu in the west, mourning for the old capital.

Go to the grave and look far away and talk about comforting me.

Sad for the peace and happiness of the state soil, sad for the legacy of Jiang Jie.

When ling yang's "how to Xi" and Miao nan's "how to cross"

I don't know that summer is a hill, but which one is the East Gate?

The heart grows unhappy, and worry is connected with worry.

However, it is a long way, and Jiangxia has nothing to do with it.

Suddenly, if you don't believe me, nine years have passed.

Very gloomy, unreasonable, embarrassed and sad.

External commitment is about Xi, but it is fragile and difficult to maintain.

Loyal Zhan Zhan and Yuan Yuan entered Xi, jealous of being left behind and drowned.

Yao Heshun's line resistance is embarrassing and thin.

Many people's jealousy is called heartless.

The cultivation of hating beauty is the generosity of a good lady.

Many people linger on, making progress day by day, but the beauty is far away.

Chaos said: Yu Man looked at Xi by herself, but when did Ji Yi go against it?

Birds fly home, foxes die first.

Believe in my sin and abandon it. Why can't you forget it day and night?

Xiangfuren

Di Zi fell to Zhu Bei, and his eyes hurt.

Autumn wind blows gently, and Dongting waves under the leaves.

I'm looking forward to it and I'm very happy.

Is the bird picking up apples? What's in the tree?

In yuan there, and Li Lan, and I think the childe dare not speak.

Looking from a distance, look at the flowing water.

What do elk eat? What is the source of coke?

Chi Chao Ma Yu Xi Gao Jiang, Xi Ji Xi Lu.

When I hear that beautiful woman calling me, I will drive away.

Build a room in the water, repair it and cover it.

The sun wall is like a purple altar, and the pepper is like a hall.

Xin Yi guidong Xi Lan mei xi drugstore.

Wang is Zhang, not Zhang.

White Xi is a small town, and Shi Lan Xi is perfume.

Wu, dazzling Du Heng.

A hundred herbs combine with the real court to build a fragrant door.

When nine flowers meet, the spirit comes like a cloud.

The river donated more than I wanted, and Lipu left more than I wanted.

If you go to Tingzhou and Du Ruo, you will be far away.

You can't get it suddenly, you can speak freely and be tolerant.

3. Are there any poems about Wuhu or something else?

Lin Bu, "Crossing Wuhu County" in the Northern Song Dynasty

In the poem, I love Du Chizhou and say that Wuhu wins the tour.

Shan Yan County starts from the north and crosses the official highway to the west.

The wind is a little strong, the net is beginning to fall, and it hasn't rained yet.

It's best to have two or three monks' homes. Loose clothes and stones make the mountain quiet.

Looking at Tianmen Mountain Tang Libai

The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island.

The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.

Tang Tara on Nanling Road

Nanling water is leisurely, the wind is tight and the clouds are light.

It's a lonely place, and tea depends on the bottom of the river.

Zheshan Huang Tingjian in Northern Song Dynasty

Reading is red and snow is green.

When the ice breaks, the village is afraid of the road.

Jade peak condenses everything, and green calyx surrounds snails.

In Jian Mo's cold light is too big.

4. Are there any poems about Wuhu or something else?

Jiangxia gave Wei Nanling ice, Li Bai and Hu Jiao Ma Jing Chen and drank Tianjin water.

You are near Jiuquan for Zhangye, and I have traveled nine thousand miles since March 8th. The world is new and the law is wide, and the yelang moves the frost and cold.

The memory of an old friend is invisible in the west, and the east wind is Chang 'an's dream. I suddenly met here in Ningqi, and my surprise was like falling smoke.

Yu Di manages four banquets, but it's hard to make a long sentence. Yesterday, the embroidered clothes were blue and sick as peaches and plums.

I used to ride a horse, but now I ride a vassal gate in Money Festival. Lai meets Nanping with a clear mind, and the master holds a clear theory.

There is a mountain like Wan Liyun, and it is boring to look around the sky. People are still bored and have suffered for a long time.

Worry comes to drink 2000 stones, cold ash warms up spring. Drunk mountain masters can ride horses, especially romantic masters.

Monks are full of clouds and full moons, and the scenery has always been unsatisfactory. Otherwise, you will beat gongs and drums, play surging streams, and call for the songs of Jiangnan's daughters.

I will smash the Yellow Crane Tower for you, and you will smash Nautilus Island for me. Chibi is like a dream, singing and dancing.

Answer Du Xiucai's gift to Wusong Mountain (Wusong Mountain is in Wuli, west of Nanling Copper Mine). Li Bai gave a long yangfu yesterday. It was a happy day. At that time, it was necessary to write a letter to Cheng Ming, all of which were unfinished.

Give Feilong two Tianma horses and a white jade saddle with gold wrapped head. Clouds cover the sun and never return, always destroying purple orchids for autumn wind.

Horn towel goes out to the mountain road in the east, picking songs and grass. The road meets the garden and smiles at people. Gentlemen, it's no good solving it.

I heard that Jinling is full of dragons and tigers, and I watched Chang 'an with Xie Shu. Qianfeng pinch water to Qiupu, and Wusongshan becomes Xia Han.

The bronze well was burned for nine days, and the tripod was cast in front of Jingshan Mountain. Peach is full of electricity, and I look back at the purple smoke.

Is this a place that stays for a long time and wants to burn Dan from the column? I like to listen to the breeze lying high and blowing away all the inflammation.

Climb the cliff and see Kyushu independently. Who wants to play in spring? Wen Jun visited Jincheng a few years ago, and Zhangqiu Shangshu fell in love with him.

There was an endless stream of players playing Feitian Notes, and gobbledygook gave Rong En a question. Dirty can't just be a group, it has become famous so far.

The master's writing style is peerless, and Wu Song's new works are popular all over the world. Yan Bo was not invited by Xie Shang. There was a romantic relationship between generations, and it was fun to meet once.

The sleeves blow white clouds and open the pipa, playing the sound of the Three Gorges flowing spring. Don't go to Wuling from here. After that, the peach blossoms are in late spring.

Enjoy Zhang Qing's stay in Nanling, and see the bright moon coming out of Lucheng East, as bright as snow in the sky. Lu female surprised the chicken and the machine responded to the autumn festival.

Missing the night, the fire falls and the golden wind is high. He Han hung up a family, and he wanted to help.

I once said goodbye to Lin Qiu, but Yunlong suddenly met. The guest star did not move and went straight to Luoyang Hall.

There you are. The remaining seven leaves are Han's. As a guest of Xiapi, I have a book of Jojo at home.

When Fu Shuo has no dreams, he will eventually start a rock field. Galloping through the ages, the stars are shining in the world.

I haven't seen you, so I'm the long-term policy director. Treasure knife hides jade box, rusty and empty.

I am stupid, and my soil is light. Once you climb the dragon, the frog lives in peace.

Therefore, there will be wine in the mountains, and I will pour gold with you. Year: Tang Author: Xu Hun's works: seeing Li Shaofu off in Nanling and traveling in Chu Yun.

The sword should be strong in heart and the book should be poor. Set sail for Qiushui Temple and drive the horse to Sunset Mountain.

Tomorrow, Captain Nanchang, Kongzhai will close again. Age: Tang Author: Li Bai's works: Nanling travels with Chang Zanfu, and the Anshi River in Wusong Mountain is full of waves, and the wind is still blowing alone.

Escape from the sea, high feelings come out of the world. The supernatural can be tracked, but it is idle with the world.

I will come to Panasonic to buy wine and climb in poverty. This collection of ancient ruins is named Wusong Mountain.

Wusong is quiet and has beautiful scenery. Xiaosa is full of caves and valleys, and it is rainy and windy all year round.

It rang into Baiquan and sounded like the Three Gorges. Cut bamboo and sweep smallpox, and be proud of your official tour.

If Kokuryudo can rest, I want to go back to intensive training. Year: Tang Author: Li Bai's Works: Send Wei Nanling's ice to yujiang county County to find ... the south ship is slow because of the east wind, and the north ship is slow.

When we met on the river, I asked you, the wind blew away. When Wen Jun took a geisha to visit his lover, it should be that Shangshu neglected his health.

There are three thousand beads in the class and hundreds of Jin Quan in the urn. Hate me for blocking this fun and staying for a long time, Chu Jiang Bin.

The moonlight is drunk, and the mountain flowers are needed. Spring breeze kills people, one day plays for three years.

It's too late to have fun now, but it will ruin our ship. I dreamed that I could hang a whip.

When will we arrive in Penze, Ling Tao, Long song? Guo Fanchang Author: Chen Zaodai: Song Ci: Mountains and rivers set each other off, bamboo trees hide from each other.

Live in the mountains and rivers and forget the ancient county. At the beginning of the boating hole, the old concept recommended itself.

The mountains are high with clouds, and the clouds cover the indigo. Comfort my dusty face and enjoy this misty face.

The foot of the mountain is used to running, and Cao Wei is very humble. County people should refer to the spirit likeness and change their temples and faces.

The drifting canal is unknown, and my heart is anxious. After 20 years of support, I turned to reading the news.

An old friend is half dead, but the living is still Haidian. In the Ming Dynasty, I went to school and Shanying practiced in the river.

Andrew is like a mountain. We met each other late. Wuzhi (Tang) was born in Wuhu County, Baili County, and the Han Dynasty sealed Hou Cong.

It rains in autumn, and the tide rises late in Shapu. Offshore fish are rich in salt, chestnut and wheat.

Meet the old man and praise Tang Yao.

5. Poems about desolation

I want to know why my golden harp has fifty strings, each of which has a youthful interval. Saint Zhuangzi is in daydreaming, fascinated by butterflies. The spring heart of the emperor is crying in the cuckoo, the mermaid is crying in the green ocean of the moon, and the blue field is breathing their jade to the sun. Before I know it, it should last forever. In the spring rain, people lie in spring white, and the white door is sparse and not only contrary. The red chamber is sheltered from the cold through the rain, and the pearls and foils float alone. The long journey should be a sad spring day and a dream at night. Jade is rough, abrasive, Wan Li Yunfei. There is no doubt about it. If the ecstasy lasts all night, what can the angel's life be but a dream, if they don't bring their lover into their room? The storm destroyed the nuts' horns, and the moon dew moistened the cinnamon leaves. I know very well that this kind of love will not have any result and will not be disappointed. It is frivolous and untitled. You said you would come, but you didn't. Except for the moonlight on your tower at five o'clock, you left me no other traces. Although the dream is far away, it is difficult to cry, and the book advises no ink. Wax shines on half a cage of golden jade, and musk embroiders hibiscus slightly. Liu Lang already hates Pengshan, and it is even harder to meet each other without a title. The east wind rises, flowers wither, spring silkworms are spinning until they die, candles turn to ashes, and tears begin to dry up. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight and sang the evening song: Pengshan has no way to go, oh, bluebirds, listen! -Give me what she said! "Untitled" misty rain came from the east, the wheels outside the lotus pond rang faintly, the golden toad locked the door and burned incense, the jade tiger fetched water, Jia Hua peeped at the curtain, and my concubine pillow Wei. No * * * flowers, and of even this bright flame of love, shall there be only ashes?. Untitled phoenix tail incense. It's late at night in Biwen Dome. Will your shy face stare at a moon-shaped fan, and will your voice drown out the rattle of my carriage? . Once lonely and fragrant. How far can pomegranate flowers whisper? I tied my horse to a willow tree and waited there for the good wind in the southwest? Untitled last night, the stars, the wind, the west of the studio and the east of the Guitang, although without the wings of Cai Feng, the heart repeatedly touches the rhinoceros. Every other seat, send a hook to warm the spring. There, one after another, we roll the dice under the crimson light until a drum rolls. Alas, call me to perform my duties. I ride my horse like a drifting water plant. Stay at the Roche Pavilion and send a message to the Bamboo Pier in Cui Yong. Dust-free water is clear, and acacia meets the city. Autumn cloudy frost flies late, leaving residual lotus to listen to the rain. A note to a friend in the north on a rainy night asks if the return date has not arrived, and the rain rises in the autumn pool in the evening. Why do you want to cut candles at the west window? Speaking of late rain, I think of the poem Baodao. My road has been tortuous for many years, and now the yellow leaves are shaky by the strong wind. However, orchestral strings and fiddling make the blue room happy. On the surface, I seem to be happy for new people, but I am destined to leave my old friends behind. I sincerely shout for Xinfeng wine in the midst of all kinds of worries. Cicada is puzzled, and it is useless to hate noise again. Even when it is more sparse, a tree is heartless. The official work is still relatively extensive, so the garden is flat. I am most worried about you, and I know my family. The guests went to the heights, and the flowers in the small garden flew around .. escorting the sunset like a dancer. Oh, how can I bear to sweep them away? For a sad watchman, they will never come back. The fragrance of the heart runs out with the end of spring, leaving nothing but a robe stained with tears. Liang Si, you are gone. The river is high in front of my house, and cicadas are silent on the branches wet with dew. This is the moment when thoughts enter the depths. With their own feet, Beidou is far away in spring and Nanling is late. The end of the world is a dream, and there is new knowledge in doubt. It is more important than the white stone of Notre Dame. Spring rain often floats, and the spirit is not satisfied with the flag all day. Sepals are green. When Dulanxiang was gone, Yu Lang came here to learn about Li Xiannian and asked Rixu about Zizhi. Undoubtedly, where to mourn the guzheng is an urgent problem to be solved. Cherry blossoms Yongxiang Yang Anye's old lady is married or not to sell. On March 30, Princess Liyang was fourteen years old. After the Qingming Festival, she returned to the exhibition with the wall, and Stefanie Liang heard a sigh. There is no doubt that Fu Xie's family is the last stream of the old line, and now Song belongs to Tan Lang. How can a charming girl with a left home expect it? It's hard to get rid of her worries. The west wind is long in Wan Li. On July 29, I let the family dinner be like dew, the wind returned to the pond, and bamboo was sad. The floating world was originally crowded and scattered, and everything was left behind. You can only see the light in your dreams, and you can only know the wine when you fall into the world. How can you grow old, Songyangsong? There are no trees on the girl's bed. When the stars sink to the bottom of the sea, you can see them from the window, when the rain passes through the source of the river. If Zhu Xiao is bright and clear, a tree will grow in good water. 1 1 in the middle of the month, I will see the plum blossoms in Fufeng winding, which is not timely and fragrant. Su E is only with the moon, and young girls won't forgive Frost. Give someone a hand, and your heart will break. Who will be the morning show? Don't be a lady. Living far away, books are dreams, and only empty beds are the enemies of autumn. Moss mangroves are scattered in the rain, and the moon is sad. The sun shines on the screen window, the wind shakes the door, and the incense sticks to the spring. The cloister is surrounded by loneliness, and the blue parrot faces the red rose. Two pieces of willow (1) are temporarily given away from the pavilion, no worries. Spring breeze strives to cherish the long street. When you leave the pavilion, give two willows (the second branch). Whenever there is smoke and fog, thousands of things fall down. In order to report the pedestrians to rest, half of them stayed to see them off and welcome them back. Give two songs (the first one) on their behalf. Upstairs, I want to rest at dusk, and the jade ladder is like a hook. Bananas don't show lilac festival, but they are worried that the spring breeze is in the same direction. Chu Yin left the palace on the mountain and went upstairs. The river flowed in front of the palace. Song Yu is not worried, just worried about herself. Galaxy blowing sheng hopes that the Galaxy will blow Yusheng, and the cold courtyard in the building will be cold and bright. I dreamed that the next year would be over, and all the other trees were holding females last night. The moon pavilion is so fragrant because of the rain, the wind curtain is so clear, and the candle is frosted. You don't have to make waves to build a mountain. Qin Xiao has his own feelings. The setting sun is deep in the city, and the spring is beautiful. God has mercy on the grass. Go downtown and go upstairs. I don't know where Gu Hong is going, but I don't know where my life is. I am drunk, looking for incense, but I am sleepy by the tree. After waking up in the middle of the night, I will light a red candle to enjoy the residual flowers. Spring is at the end of the world, and the end of the world is oblique. If there are tears, birds will cry into the highest wet flower. Every day, the spring is beautiful, and the apricot blossoms are fragrant on the inclined road in the mountain city. I can get it when I'm in a daze. I've been thinking about that storm all day. There are countless traces on the bamboo in Xiangjiang River, many of which were sprinkled in front of the first monument. People go to Qiu Zi, soldiers stay up all night listening to music. When I arrived at Bashuiqiao, I asked, but I didn't send Yuke in my blue robe. Tramps are floating in the uneven waves, and they can't bear to cross the street. No matter how clever they are, they have no intention, and their moments are not necessarily good. It's sunny in the morning and sunny at night. When Chu women are interested, the color is cold. It started to rain in Mao Mao, and it was a little cold at night. It's cold outside the window, and the yard is empty and close to the water. Because of the infinite beauty of the cloud screen, Fengcheng is afraid of spring night. Marrying a rich husband for no reason made Xiang Si live up to his early expectations. I have never visited this mountain for a day. Kong Wen's midnight ghost lamented. Jade does not return to the whole city, and the Jade Palace is still divided into Yuan Bo. When I am dead, I still remember the smell of cranes in Huating, and I am always worried that the royal family will cry for bronze camels. Although the eternal land has changed its mind, it is not much worse than spring. The flowers in the first month keep the house tightly locked, covered with green moss, and the pavilion in the cloister lingers here. The prophet is dizzy, but the cold flowers still bloom. The bat blew the curtain and finally unfolded it.

6. Poems about where to go

If you come back, the countryside will be destroyed, Hu Bugui? Since the heart is the form of service, I am melancholy and sad alone! People who can catch up without admonishing the past; Not far from being lost, I feel that today is not yesterday. The ship is far away and the wind is blowing. Asking for directions, ex-husband, hate dawn.

It looks forward to Yu Heng and runs with joy. Servants are welcome and children are waiting for the door. The three paths are barren, and the pine chrysanthemum still exists. Bring children into the room, there will be wine bottles. Lead the pot to think for yourself and make the court happy. Leaning against the south window to send lofty sentiments, judge your knees to be comfortable. Garden Day includes fun, although the door is fixed and often closed. Help the old man to rest, and correct his head if he goes far. Clouds come out of holes unintentionally, and birds don't know when to fly. The scenery is eager to enter, and it is lonely and broken.

Come back, please rest assured that you will never travel again. The world is against me, what can I ask for? Please love words from relatives, play music and read books to eliminate worries. The farmer told Yu Yichun that he wanted to do something with Xichou. Or a towel cart, or a boat This is not only a gentle and elegant road to find ravines, but also a rugged road through hills. Wood is thriving, and bloom is warm in spring. When everything is fine, I feel that my journey of life is over.

I don't hold grudges anymore! How long will you live in the apartment? What does Hu Wei want? Wealth is not my wish, and the emperor's hometown cannot be expected. When you are pregnant, you can go alone or plant a stick. Deng and He Lin wrote poems together. Chatting until the end, Loew's fate is ridiculous!

7. Are there any poems about "Wei Shui"

1. Autumn Wind Blows Weishui [Tang] Jia Dao's "Poetry of Wu Chu in Jiang Yi"

2. Weishui West Wind [Song] Zhou Bangyan's "Qi Tianle, Green Grass Withered Taicheng Road"

3. The vision of Wei Shui reflects Wang Wei's concept of "respecting the holy system, which is equal to the concept of sacrificing ministers."

4. Wei Shui Green Dissolved [Tang] Bai Juyi's "Tour Huazhou, Give Yuan Youcheng"

5. Southern Yan Party Weishui [Tang] Bai Juyi's "New Pavilion, Showing Brothers and Nephews"

6. Wei Shui Invisible [Tang] Bai Juyi's "130 Poems of Youwu Town Temple"

7. Ju Wei Shuiyang [Tang] Bai Juyi's "Wei Cun retired to send gifts Cui, Hanlin Qian Sheren poetry and rhyme"

8. Life Wei Shui Qu [Tang] Li Bai's "Ju Ge Xing"

9. Weishui Yinhe Qing [Tang] Li Bai's "Gentleman thinks and acts"

10. From Jinjiang to Weishui [Tang] Li Bai's "Ten Westward Journey to Nanjing"

1 1. Tong Qiang read Wei Shui [Tang] Du Fu's Twenty Poems of Qinzhou.

12. Wan Hu Loutai Linweishui [Tang] Cui Hao's "Zage Weicheng Youth Travel"

13. Xiqin drinks Weishui [Tang] Li Qiaozhilong

14. Jing Tianhe (Tang) near Weishui said, "Feng and Shengchun Palace should be made in spring."

15. Wei Shuitian Bianying [Tang] Wang Wei's "The concept of respecting saints equals the system of offering sacrifices to ministers"

8. Hermit poetry

Poems about "seclusion" are:

1, Tao Yuanming's Drinking, Building a House in a Humanistic Environment in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

Original text:

Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.

What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.

That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.

Translation:

Living in the world, there is no noise of horses and chariots.

Ask me why. As long as I aim high, I will naturally feel that my place is secluded.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely, Nanshan in the distance comes into view.

The smell in the mountains and the scenery in the evening are very good, and birds come back with their companions.

It contains the true meaning of life. I want to identify it, but I don't know how to express it

2. Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains by Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty.

Original text:

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

Translation:

The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain, and the arrival of night makes people feel that it is early autumn. The moon is clear and clear, and the clear spring is flowing.

The bamboo forest was noisy until the washerwoman came back, and the lotus leaves swayed like canoes. The wheat straw in spring might as well let it rest, and the prince and grandson in the mountains can stay in autumn.

3. Eastern Jin Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden (Part II)

Original text:

I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.

The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes. It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.

Translation:

Beans are planted in the fields under Nanshan, with lush grass and sparse bean seedlings. Get up in the morning to hoe the ground, and carry a hoe in the moonlight at dusk.

The narrow path was covered with vegetation, and the dew wet my clothes in the evening. It's not a pity that my clothes are wet. I just hope I won't go against my wish to retire.

4. Living in the mountains is a thing by Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty.

Original text:

The door of the hedge is closed, looking at the oblique sunlight in the evening. Crane perches on the surrounding pine trees, and tourists are left in cold and sparse places.

The bamboo knot has added a new layer of powder, and the old lotus leaf is red and red. Fishing boats on the ferry are shuttling little by little, and there are people coming and going everywhere.

Translation:

Quietly close the hedge door and watch the oblique light in the boundless twilight. The surrounding pine trees are all over the crane habitat, and the tourists in Chai Men are cold and sparse.

The tender bamboo festival has been covered with a new layer of powder, and the old lotus flower has become a piece of red. Fishing and fire are scattered all over the ferry, and the people who come back by boat are all people who pick diamonds everywhere.

5. Questions and Answers in the Mountains by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty

Original text:

I asked what I meant by living in the blue mountains, but I laughed without answering my heart.

Peach blossoms are opening, and it is another world.

Translation:

Someone asked me why I live in Bishan. I smiled and didn't answer, and my heart was at ease.

Peach blossoms are in full bloom and running water has gone. There is a different world here, so it is human.

Sogou encyclopedia-drinking, building a house in the human world

Sogou encyclopedia-an autumn night in the mountains

Sogou encyclopedia-GUI yuan Tian ju

Sogou encyclopedia-living in the mountains is the most important thing

Sogou encyclopedia-questions and answers in the mountains

9. Are there any poems describing seclusion in The Book of Songs?

baking pan

-Hermits enjoy themselves.

original text

The baking tray is in the stream,

The width of the master is 2.

Sleeping alone (3),

Yongyifu (4).

Copan is in No.1 Middle School (5),

⑥ ⑥⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥ ⑥.

Sleeping and singing alone,

Elegance has passed ⑦.

Copan is in Lu,

Pet-name ruby Lord of the axis.

Sleeping alone,

Hasegawa told the attending doctor.

To annotate ...

① Pan: Stay, linger. 2 master; Sage. Width: magnanimous. 3 sleep: fall asleep. Ama: Wake up. 4 vector: oath. Xuan: I forgot. ⑤ A: Mountain depression. ⑥ (gram): generalized sum. 7. Pass: lose, forget. Land: a high and flat place. Axis 9: I don't want to go if I'm playing. Indications: expression.

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Stay in the mountain stream,

A wise man is broad-minded and carefree.

Wake up alone, talk alone,

This kind of fun will never be forgotten.

Stay in the mountains,

A wise man is broad-minded and happy.

Wake up alone, sing alone,

This kind of fun will never be forgotten.

Stay in the highlands,

Sages never leave their bodies when they play.

Wake up alone, live alone,

Fun can't be said.

reading comprehension

This poem eulogizes one of the important life choices of China traditional literati-seclusion in the mountains and countryside. This is probably the earliest hermit poem we have seen so far.

For the traditional scholar-officials (intellectuals) in China, the brightest future and choice in life is to be an official in politics (that is, an official), and the purpose of studying is to be a "scholar", so there is a saying that "everything is inferior, only reading is high". Once his official career is frustrated, he will live in seclusion in the mountains and villages, looking for spiritual relief and comfort. In the ruling and opposition, in the official position, in retirement, temples and mountains seem to be the two ends of the swing, either to this end or to the other end, there is no other way to go.

Seriously, this bipolar life choice is not only caused by the influence of traditional ideas, but also related to the literati themselves. "Nothing is just a nerd." Scholars can hardly do anything after they put down their books. Let's fight as soldiers. You are thin and helpless. You can't stand the pain. Farming, you can't tell wheat from leeks, and you can't eat the pain of facing the loess and facing the sky. Businessmen are the most despised in business. As a craftsman, you don't have a skill, and a craftsman belongs to the bottom of society. Anyway, literati have nothing to do and nowhere to live except a few books. If you are rich, you will help the world (be an official), and if you are poor, you will be immune (retire).

Today's intellectuals seem to have more "middle roads" to take. Work other than military, business, craft, part-time job, etc. Strong adaptability, flexible thinking and skills. Even if you study for the sake of learning, you can learn to ask questions for the sake of learning. One doesn't have to go to the mountains and forests, but to the countryside.

Modern people have already stepped out of the mountains and found more uses in the world of mortals.