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What are the poems about Beijing?

Poems about Beijing are:

1, meeting an envoy to the capital.

Tang Dynasty: Cen Can

The distance from the east home is very long, and the tears are wet and the sleeves are still flowing. ?

I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.

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Looking east at my hometown, the road is long and long, and tears are still flowing on my sleeves.

There was no pen and paper as soon as we met. Please tell my family that I am safe.

2. Bianjing Yuanxi

Ming Dynasty: Li Mengyang

Zhongshan Ruzi leans on new makeup, and Yan Ji, the daughter, plays alone.

Sing Wang Xianchun Yuefu together, and the moon outside the golden beam bridge is like frost.

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The actors from Zhongshan are brightly dressed, while the women from Zheng Yanlai have their own superb skills.

They came to Bianjing from different places. They all sing the scripts written by Zhou Xianwang. They sang and sang. From day to night, the moon came out and the silver light poured down, which seemed to spread a layer of self-frost on the land of Jinliangqiao. The lights on earth and the bright moon in the sky complement each other, and the grand occasion is unprecedented.

3. Think of the cool weather in the small pillow of Dijing.

Song Dynasty: Liu Yong

The thin pillow is cold, and it feels like parting at first. It's colder to get up and sleep. After all, I can't sleep, and the night is as long as years.

I also intend to stay, but I will return to Levi; I have plans to fight for resistance again. Ten thousand kinds of thoughts, many solutions, only loneliness and fatigue. This is my life, and I have shed a thousand tears for you.

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After a nap, I was awakened by a thin quilt, and suddenly I felt an unspeakable sense of parting. Tossing and turning, I counted the number of knocks on the door on a cold night, got up and went to sleep again. Repeatedly tossing, I can't sleep, and the night is as long as a year.

I also intend to rein in my horse and return, but there is nothing I can do. I have embarked on the road of making a living and becoming famous. How can I return for nothing? Thousands of thoughts, always trying to enlighten and explain in various ways, can only be so lonely and boring in the end I will keep you in my heart all my life, but I have failed your endless sad tears!

4. Butterfly Oak in Jingkou, Hua Lian

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Spring is more beautiful after the rain. Only by leaving people can hatred be washed away. Beigushan is surrounded by water on three sides. Biqiong combs her hair in a green bun.

Wan Li got a rural book. Ask me which year, no problem. White heads are drunk for spring. Answer straight shed a thousand tears.

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The scenery in spring is greener and more beautiful after the rain. Only those who are far away from home, deep sorrow and hatred can never be washed away. There is water on three sides of Beigu Mountain. The curved river seems to be a jasper comb, a green mountain peak and a beauty's bun.

A letter came from my hometown thousands of miles away and asked me when I could really go back. I had to go back and have a drink and send spring home, but the spring breeze was still affectionate and wiped away my tears.

I got pregnant in Beijing in spring.

Tang Dynasty: Du

When I went out to play this year, I came to Chang 'an alone. I didn't watch spring with my friends, and I didn't feel spring.

The flowers in the upper reaches of the garden are free and open, and the willow leaves in front of the beautiful Liu Ying have sprouted.

Friends should be having a good time in Nanqiao at this time, and the general's family are reluctant to disperse.

I am here to see the distant Luoyang and the scenery in spring. When I meet my friends again, next spring will give me a more beautiful spring!

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I went out to play this year and came to Chang 'an alone. If you don't have friends to travel with, you will lose the feeling of spring if you look at it with spring worries in your heart.

The flowers in Shanglinyuan have blossomed in vain, and the willow leaves in front of Xiliuying have just sprouted.

Friends should be having a good time in Nanqiao at this time, and all the friends of the general's family are reluctant to part.

I am here facing the distant Luoyang and the spring scenery, saying that when I meet my friends again, I must give me more beautiful spring scenery next spring!