Poems describing the quiet elegance of the little girl

Poetry about silence 1. Poetry about silence

1, "Prayer Order Deep Courtyard Quiet" In the Five Dynasties, Li Yu's deep courtyard was quiet, and the small courtyard was empty, with intermittent cold anvil and intermittent wind.

But the night is long and people sleep, and the sound of the moon reaches the curtain. The autumn wind brings cold anvil sounds, especially in the small courtyard.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight and the sound of anvil penetrated into the curtains, which made people think of recruiting people outside and evoked endless lovesickness. Therefore, I can't sleep at night and my mind is full of worries.

2, "Linjiang Jin Xian Locks the Heavy Door Huang Yuanjing" Five Dynasties Lu Qian Golden Locks the Heavy Door Huang Yuanjing, outside the window is a sad autumn sky. Cui Hua disappeared without a trace.

As soon as Lou Yu's song was blown, the sound was broken with the wind. The palace gates are locked at different levels, and the desolate royal garden is extremely quiet; I leaned against the window and looked at the autumn night sky sadly.

Since the emperor went, it has been quiet here, and no one has ever seen the emperor again. The songs and music in the palace have long been cut off, following the wind that never returns.

3. "Falling Plum Wind and People Becoming Quiet" Yuan Dynasty: Ma Zhiyuan people became Jing Chu, and the bright moon was in the sky. Yu Mei is reflected obliquely outside the screen window.

Plum blossoms smile as shadows, and the moon is generally lonely. People have just calmed down and the moonlight is bright.

Many-hued, the flower of Bai Mei, is reflected obliquely on the screen window. Plum blossoms are just a joke. The moon sets in the middle of the night, and the courtyard is as desolate and lonely as before.

4. "Linjiang Fairy, Cigarettes Set Autumn" Tang Dynasty: Zhang Mi Cigarettes Set Autumn, and Banana Flowers Show Red. Five clouds and two cranes have gone without a trace.

Some souls are broken and staring at the sky. Bamboo leaves shed tears in the dark, and it is idle to tune in the waves.

The temples in Lv Yun are very heavy. The ancient temple is deep and fragrant, cold, rainy and windy.

Xiangjiang River is smokeless and quiet, and dew canna is wet with tears. Shun Di rode a crane and disappeared without a trace. Second princess, I can't see the sky for several times.

They shed tears on the bamboo poles, and bitter voices bounced in the waves of Xiangjiang River. The second princess's temples are as thick as flowers.

Now in ChristianRandPhillips Temple, the dust is covered with dust, and the powder is cold and fragrant, accompanied by biting rain and biting wind. 5. Song: The quiet night in Qiu Chuji is heavy and hazy, and the moon is soaked by cold.

On the silent evening night, pear blossoms quietly in the moonlight.

2. Poetry about silence

Liang Zhu has been idle for a long time, and every spring comes, he is still disappointed. I often get sick and drink every day, but I don't care that my face is thin in the mirror. Why do they have to worry about new things every year? The independent small bridge is full of wind sleeves, and the linping crescent people return home. Jade building is bleak, and it is a bit boring after parting. There are no books, and there are no books. In the middle of the night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, and Chiba hates it. Therefore, looking for a single pillow in a dream, the dream is not only light but also embers. The butterfly garden is deep, willow piles of smoke, and the curtain is not heavy. I'm not going to stay in spring. I asked for flowers with tears in my eyes, but I didn't say anything. I am flying red in autumn 7a686964616fe78988e 69d8331333238663638. I am in Tasha and other museums, and the willows are thin and the grass is warm and swaying on the stream bridge. My sadness is getting farther and farther, and my distance is like a spring. There are more amateurs in Chunshan. Langtaosha drinks from the east wind, and * * * calmly hangs in the east of Luocheng, always hand in hand at that time and travels around the Champs. It is endless hatred that this year's flowers are better than last year's, but it's a pity that next year's flowers are better and you know who you are with. Where will the nearest flower show go? Forget to come back, it is impossible to say that spring will be dusk. Flowers will eat cold food, whose tree the car is tied to. Will we meet a stranger when Shuang Yan comes? Stir up the spring sorrow like catkins, and there is nowhere to find it in the dream. Jade pagoda spring is not finished, and I intend to say the return date, but I didn't say to swallow the spring first. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. Don't renovate without a song. A song can teach you how to tie the knot. You must see all the flowers in Luoyang. It's easy to say goodbye to the spring breeze. Youth travel is dry and sunny. More specifically, I remember Wang Sun. The rain fell on the light thunder pool outside Linjiang Xianchi, and the sound of the rain dripped and broke the lotus. The rainbow in the west corner of the small building is bright, withered and oblique, and the moonlight is born. Swallows fly to see the painted building, the jade hook hangs the curtain, the cool waves are motionless, the lines are flat, the water is clear and the pillows are double, and there are falling flowers on the shore. Irises are swaying in the wind, and willows are carrying heavy smoke and snow. The moon shines on the pear flower. Mulberry picking is a solo boat, around the West Lake, with clear water and grass on the long shore, and fun everywhere. When there is no wind, the water is smooth and slippery, the boat ripples slightly, and the sand birds fly ashore to pick mulberry seeds. Spring rain wins the West Lake, flowers are blooming, butterflies are buzzing, and flowers are warm in sunny days. The orchid is coated with kudzu. It's calm, but there are clouds floating under the boat. The water is fresh and the pitch is lingering. I suspect there will be another day in the lake. After picking mulberry seeds, the West Lake is fine, wolves are still red, birds are misty, and weeping willows are withered all day. After all the tourists left, I felt the spring sky, the curtains hung down and two swallows came back in the drizzle. Who can enjoy the West Lake after picking mulberry seeds?

Who knows, at leisure, the grass is dark and the water is far away, and a little Cangzhou egrets fly. The West Lake is clear and full of eyes, and green willows and bamboos drive there. Tourists must go at dusk, drunk and noisy, and the road turns to the embankment until the city head is always full of flowers. After the lotus blooms, the West Lake will be fine, and wine will come without flags. Go home drunk. Mulberry leaves are beautiful in the water, and the West Lake is full of fresh clouds. Seagulls and herons are sleeping, so you should get used to listening to orchestra. The wind is clear and the moon is white, suitable for night. Anyone who envies Luan is a fairy in the boat. The sunset of mulberry leaves shines on the West Lake, with a sea of flowers and a Ma Pingchuan, and there is no boat on the barren shore. The southwest moon floats away. Asphalt flying in the spring of 20 years. Returning like a crane in Liaodong, the whole city is new. Who knows the old master? When Ruan Langchun returned to the South Garden, the smell of wind and peace, green plums like peas and willows, butterflies flying all day long, flowers heavy and grass smoke low, people's curtains hanging down, swings casual, and painted beams living in Shuang Yan. The southern singer's golden mud belt, the dragon jade palm comb. Idle hinder embroidery, ask how the word Yuanyang is born. Linjiangxian remembered the first song that Jin Luan sang together, and the spring breeze made the country rich and the people strong. Now, he is an old official who has lost Qujiang flowers for ten years. It is said that Lang Mountain leads to Yuen Long, and the building is very high, but there is no family in sight. It's hard to leave the lonely city when it's cold, and the mangroves are far away. He Mei crab powder. Don't worry. Sauvignon Blanc surrounded the embankment with apple willows, watched the pedestrians go west, and returned for a long time. It's raining and windy, and cold gulls fly relatively. Sauvignon Blanc is like a willow, and a willow is a parting young man, bowing his head and crying. The Yangtze River is east, Jiangxi is long, and mandarin ducks fly on both sides. When will they meet? 6. Shoot a lamp and spread it frequently. Life here seems like an old bottle. Say what you love in the morning, roll a light cream on the curtain and try on plum blossom makeup by hand, all because of your hatred, so you draw long and far. Thinking about the past and cherishing fragrance is easy to get hurt. Draw a song first, and it is the most heartbreaking to laugh. The railing of Pingshan, which is in the wrong place, leans against the clear sky, where the color of the mountain is both there and there. His hand hung in front of the hall. Look at the old man in front of the bottle. Nowadays, the waves of sand swim in the north pool, the canoes are rippling and the wicker is soft, so that spring comes and goes, and the head is white. A good prostitute has a good voice, but it is difficult to get drunk. I advise you to drink enough gold euros, even if flowers are often sick, they are still romantic. Fishermen are proud of the ridge of lotus leaves, and the boat supports flowers. If there is love in the sky, it will be old.

How about this idea? As thin as light silk, as thin as waves.

The shore of the ship. Maple leaves and flowers in autumn.

Think about the past. It is necessary to compare the world with dreams.

Last year's Eve, the flower market was brightly lit. At the end of the month, it is about dusk.

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. See last year, tears Man Chun shirt sleeve.

3. Poems describing tranquility

The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered.

-Li Bai's "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain" sneaked into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Spring tides bring rain late and urgent, and no one crosses the river.

-Wei Wuying's "Looking at the Xixi River on Chuzhou" is quiet for a thousand sounds, but the remaining bells are clear. -there are no birds in the Zen forest after the broken mountain temple is often built, and there are no footprints in thousands of roads.

-Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" Cicada is quiet in the forest, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. -Wang Ji's "If you enter" is idle, and the night is quiet and empty.

-Wang Wei's Birds in the Stream How vast the world is, how close the trees are to the sky, and how clear the water is from the moon! . -Meng Haoran's "A Night on Jiande River" Birds perch on trees by the pool, and monks knock at the door.

-Jia Dao's "Li Ningju Youchu" The sunset is the same as the lonely Qi Fei, and the autumn waters are the same. -Wang Bo's Preface to Teng Wangge.

4. Poems describing tranquility

The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered. -Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Wei is in Xixi Chuzhou.

A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang. -Chang Jian "Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple".

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue

The cicadas are singing, and the Woods are particularly quiet; The singing of birds in the mountains is more beautiful than usual. -Wang Ji's "If you are in Xi"

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. -Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. -Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande River"

Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. -Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Dwelling House"

Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color. -Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Tengting

5. What poems describe "silence"?

The poem describing "silence" is as follows.

1, Zhujing is a secluded place with lush foliage, which is a Buddhist retreat.

2. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded.

3, the lack of moon hanging sparse tung, leaking people at the beginning of quiet. Who saw the solo dance, like a wild goose in the sky.

4, people are idle osmanthus, and the night is quiet. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths.

1, Zhujing is a secluded place with lush foliage, which is a Buddhist retreat. -In the Tang Dynasty, a Buddhist retreat was often built behind the Broken Mountain Temple.

Interpretation: The path hidden by bamboo forest leads to the depths, and the flowers and trees before and after the meditation room are lush and colorful.

2. cicadas make the forest quiet, while Tonamiyama is more hidden. -The Imperial Book of the Northern and Southern Dynasties "If you enter Jesse"

Interpretation: cicadas are loud, but the Woods are particularly quiet; With the sound of birds singing, the mountains are quieter than usual.

3, the lack of moon hanging sparse tung, leaking people at the beginning of quiet. Who saw the solo dance, like a wild goose in the sky. -Su Shi in Song Dynasty's "Divination Operator Huangzhou Dinghui Garden Residence"

Interpretation: the curved hook moon hangs on the sparse buttonwood; The night is very quiet, and the water in the clepsydra has dripped out. Who has ever seen a lonely man walking alone, like a lonely goose in the sky?

4, people are idle osmanthus, and the night is quiet. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Interpretation of Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek in the Tang Dynasty: In the spring night, there is no sound, and sweet-scented osmanthus falls gently. Castle peak and clear forest are more empty. The bright moon rose, which alarmed several perched mountain birds. The crisp song echoed in the empty mountain stream for a long time.

There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths. -From Jiang Xue written by Liu Zongyuan in the Tang Dynasty.

Interpretation: Mountain birds are absolutely; All the roads, no sign of anyone.

6. The poem describing the quiet environment is as follows

First of all, this poem:

Wang Wei-Chai Lu: There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.

Wang Wei-Zhulou: I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.

Wang Wei-Birding Creek: When people are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

Li Bai-"Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain": Birds are high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.

Du Fu-Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night: Dive into the night with the wind and moisten things silently.

Wei Wu Ying's Xixi Chuzhou: I pity the grass alone, and there are orioles singing in the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

Changjian-Buddhist Temple behind the Broken Mountain Temple: Entering the Mountain Temple in the morning, the morning sunshine points to the treetops. A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang.

Liu Zongyuan-Jiang Xue: There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of roads. A boat on the river, a fisherman in his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

Second, the introduction:

Chai Lu 1

This is the fourth of Wang Wei's twenty poems, a masterpiece of landscape poetry in his later period. Chai Lu (Village) is the place name of Wangchuan. This poem depicts the quiet scenery of empty mountains and deep forests near Chai Lu in the evening.

2. The Sound of Birds is the first poem of Five Miscellaneous Topics of Huangfuyue Yunxi written by the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei. This poem depicts the tranquility and beauty of the spring night in the mountains, with the focus on the tranquility and beauty of the spring night in the mountains. The whole poem closely follows the word "quiet", which is very similar to a landscape sketch. With moving scenery such as falling flowers, moonrise and birdsong, the poet highlights the quietness of the spring mountain on a moonlit night, achieves the artistic effect of static contrast, and vividly outlines a poetic picture of the bat "Tonamiyama is more secluded". The whole poem is aimed at writing quietly, but it is handled with moving scenery. This contrast is very obvious to the poet's Zen and interest.

3. "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" is one of the most famous poems in Tang Dynasty, which was written by Du Fu when he lived in Chengdu Caotang in the second year of last Yuan (76 1). This poem describes the characteristics of Chengdu spring rain and the scene of rainy night with personification, and enthusiastically eulogizes the timely moistening of spring rain. The description of the spring rain in the poem is subtle, delicate and vivid. The whole poem is elegant in artistic conception, quiet in meaning and integrated with painting. This is a poem about rain, with vivid and unique charm.

7. What poems describe "peaceful environment"?

1. "Play games to make the deep courtyard quiet"

Five Dynasties: Li Yu

Deep courtyard quiet, small courtyard empty, intermittent cold anvil, intermittent wind.

But the night is long and people sleep, and the sound of the moon reaches the curtain.

2. "Linjiang Jin Xian locks the heavy door Huang Yuanjing"

Five Dynasties: Lu Qianyi

The golden lock closes the door and the garden is quiet, but the window is sad in autumn. Cui Hua disappeared without a trace. As soon as Lou Yu's song was blown, the sound was broken with the wind.

I don't know the personnel changes in the foggy month, but the deep palace still shines at midnight. Wild pool lotus is right, it hurts the country and tears are red.

Goddess, a quiet night in the spring mountain

Five Dynasties: Li Xun

Spring comes and the night is quiet, and the sorrow is sparse. Jade hall is empty, fine mist hangs beads, and light smoke drags green.

For flowers, Mochizuki Ayumu slowly became affectionate. Where is Liu Ruan today? Never make a reservation!

4.birdsong creek

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

5. "Buji Huangzhou Dinghuiyuan Mansion"

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

The curved hook moon hangs on the sparse buttonwood; In the dead of night, the water from the water clock has been dripping. Who saw the solo dance, like a wild goose in the sky. (Look at a work when you see it: who looks at it)

At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings. It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal.

6. Enter Ruoyexi

Northern and Southern Dynasties: Royal Family

What's average? Empty water.

The afterglow of the sunset rises from the distant mountains, and the sun shines on the winding water.

The cicadas are singing, and the Woods are particularly quiet; The singing of birds in the mountains is more beautiful than usual.

This place has given me a hermit's heart. I'm tired of my official career but I'm not retired and sad.