Classical Chinese with good artistic conception

1. What is a good-looking ancient prose? 1. Peach blossom is lonely because it grows for enthusiastic people; Bloom for the injured.

2. Byakki Smoker, the flowers and shadows are scattered. If there is no chance in the world, who will I think of? Wash away the lead, repair the capacity and cover up the heart, and love will go with the wind. Who am I willing to forget? The world of mortals is locked in, only because of a sense of nostalgia. Looking back, Zhan Yan chuckled, I will not live up to my lovesickness in my life. I only have feelings for you, Zhan Yan recalled. The whole city is a warm and smiling pear vortex. I just want you to look back once and see my affection.

I spent all my youth, but I couldn't get out of the long rainy season. I sang all the way, turned around all the way, with endless aftertaste and shed tears. I turned my heart into dew, perched on the broad leaves of my dream, and fell asleep, waiting for the morning light in the afterlife to wake me up gently. Then, in this life, can you allow me to settle down and return my innocent heart to the moon, as gentle as jade and with clear eyes, just like Ying Ying when I first saw him?

4. Buddha said: the world of mortals is ten feet, but it is trapped by all beings. Kindness is small, but it allows me to be merciful. A love word is like a fire burning on ice. If the fire is big, the ice will melt, and if the ice melts, the fire will go out. Therefore, the Buddha said, you can't say.

5. Bodhi has no trees, but it is not Taiwan in the mirror. There is nothing, so there is no dust.

6. Heaven, Asura, man, beast, hungry ghost and hell are six kinds of beings.

7. All six sentient beings have to go through the cycle of cause and effect, from which they can experience pain. Only by understanding the true meaning of life can they achieve eternal life.

8. The complexity of the world, the ugliness of human nature, the interweaving of love and hate, this life and past lives are just a dream floating, the dream is scattered, there is no concern and no missing.

9. Scholars cherish the ancient charm of Jiangnan most, and Jiangnan also embodies the attachment and pursuit of many homesick wanderers, such as an oil-paper umbrella, a Russell skirt, a touch of dark red makeup and a touch of spring in the brow. The woman with a fan in Jiangnan is a dream of leaving others.

10. Shadow enters the pool and flowers fall into the skirt. When I first met you, I felt like an old friend. Sooner or later, all the lovesickness is hidden. The candle shone late and I was drunk. If you have red shoes, I will dance for you.

1 1. The breeze is ancient bamboo, the moon is sad, the wine is a song, and Dan Qing Fu; Don't forget, caring for each other, forgetting the rivers and lakes.

12. Fate has come and gone, but it's just a dream, and it wakes up without a trace.

13. If you want to turn drunk into sorrow, singing a song will not break your heart!

14. The dream of five thousand years is endless. When you dream back to the Tang Dynasty, you can see the poems left behind ... Wan Li has no feelings, and a piece of Long song can be heard * * * ... But this is a silent era, and how many beauties died in the empty burial of heroes. There is no new chapter in the past, so it is difficult to stay in the old garden.

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16. I only hope that Kameyama will be disarmed and I can get your tea back.

17. A long road is full of wind and rain, and marriage is like mustard. You will be happy sooner or later when you are old.

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19. The flowers in spring are smiling, the leaves in autumn are sad, jathyapple has a dream, and the spring breeze is full of affection.

20. Spring stays alone in winter, and the sun, moon and stars repeat several times. Who lingers among the flowers? Who will accompany the world of mortals?

2 1. It takes three or four rounds to wait for a person.

22. How many people carry knives and horses and say that poetry and wine take advantage of time, which shows that time is just a flick of a finger.

23. The complicated experience carved deep lines in the corner of my eyes. I turned and carved a flower.

24. Sweep the world of mortals and wash away dirty and vulgar hearts. I would like to ride my horse and sing about my hometown, so that you can mop the floor in plain clothes and white skirts and greet each other through the streets.

25. Who will pity the soul, wait for the sword soul for thousands of years, and who will continue my Millennium?

26. Jiangshan cup shakes, and if you don't drink it, you will be heartbroken.

27. Burn out in this life and bury my heart in the afterlife. I just want to be a heartless person, quiet and stable.

28. In the old days, the red face was printed with bleak rouge, clear tears and loneliness after drunkenness ... Indifference ended the yearning, cut the string of Yuanyang, and the fragrance dispersed in the disappearance of Yuanyang's soul. Twilight is full of endless bitterness.

29. Leave a person sad. Think deeply. Fade, sing empty sorrow. Where is the prosperity?

30. If you go first, I will accompany you through your reincarnation.

3 1. If you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it and hurt it.

32. Humanitarian sea water is not half as deep as acacia. The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless.

Ren was so confused that he smiled and walked across the willow tree.

34. If the peach blossoms don't bloom, how do we know that the pear blossoms and snow in Jing Qing are shallow?

35. Nineteen hates harps and sings this life wish. If time goes by, who will live with them? If you hate this, you will have no confidant.

36. How many beautiful scenery have been brought back to my hometown by years.

37. I still can't remember it at last, leaving the world of mortals empty. If my heart is boundless, my heart is boundless, I am willing to go down to the dust and follow you all my life, but can you?

38. I will spend my life with you, waiting for the seriousness of fate.

39. How many mottles will moss get into the wall? How much rain will you hold up a paper umbrella?

40. A river is full of clouds and water, and a flower on the other side flies at the fingertips, a shadow is broken, and a wind flower is shallow and sings into a song.

2. Can you recommend some classical Chinese that looks more artistic? The following classical Chinese texts are all taken from "The View of Ancient Chinese Literature". It is known that death is a fake birthday, Peng Qizhi's wounds are a fake sunset and lonely Qi Fei, and the autumn waters * * * move the day and the north wind moves, but the shock wave rushes to the south to fight in the past. Those who know can chase me to help the world to be strong, and would rather move the heart of a white head? Poverty is strong, not falling into the sky.

Those who fight fiercely will defeat heaven and earth, and those who are poor in everything will sit in the well and watch the sky. Small people are ruthless, sometimes they fall into the so-called Tao, and loyal people believe in God. Happiness is sadness, and everything is fine.

Bad luck, bad luck! Feng Tang is easy to get old, but Li Guang is hard to seal. So I have the advantage of believing that human nature is good, and all people in the world can't be transformed.

Views on China's Ancient Literature is a representative work of Fu prose collected by Wu Chengquan and Wu Diaohou's uncles from the pre-Qin Dynasty to the late Ming Dynasty and the early Qing Dynasty, including 34 biographies of Zuo, Guoyu 1 1, 3 biographies of Yang Gongzhuan, 6 biographies of Li Ji and Warring States Policy 1. Liu Zongyuan wrote 1 1, Ouyang Xiu wrote 13, Su Shi wrote 17, Su Zhe wrote 3, Wang Anshi wrote 4...* * 222.

3. Ancient poetry with beautiful artistic conception should be like the title ~ How many people recommend a sentence that was learned in high school: If you enter, the royal family is so wide and the empty water is so long. The cloudy sky goes away and the sunny scenery flows back. The cicada is quiet, and Tonamiyama is even more quiet. This place is full of thoughts, and you have been sad and tired for many years. The most artistic thing is. Du Fu's "Lonely Mountain in Spring, More Quiet Mountain in Logging" all use sound to contrast the quiet realm, and this expression technique is the innovation of Wang Ji. Another famous poet of later generations, Wang Anshi, added from it: the eaves of trees sit relatively all day, and the mountains are more secluded without birds singing (Zhongshan is the thing). But personally, I think it's just a kind of silence, without Ji Wang's artistic conception. Besides, when preparing for the college entrance examination, they were all remembered: on a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine pointed to the treetops, and my road wound through a sheltered valley, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat, where birds lived with mountain light, people's hearts touched the peace in the pool, and a thousand voices were quiet, but I heard the sound of the clock. My favorite sentence is "My road twists and turns through a sheltered depression", which seems to be quoted by Baoyu? In the autumn night in the mountains, Wang Wei, after the rain, the mountains are empty and stand on the autumn night. There is moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stones in the stream, whispers of the laundry girl coming home among the bamboos, and lotus leaves in front of the fishing boat. Spring goes and spring comes, so why not leave Wang Sun behind? I like the sentence "The bright moon shines in the pine, and Qingquan Rock is fashionable." However, the favorite sentence in junior high school is "A thousand birds fly away, but ten thousand people don't see them, and I am alone in the boat, fishing alone in the cold river." When I was a child, I liked a poem that was a little sad.

4. Beautiful ancient prose-Zhuo Wenjun is as white as snow on the mountain and as bright as the moon between clouds.

I heard that you have two hearts, so I came to break up with you. Today is like the last party, and tomorrow we will break up.

I moved my feet slowly along the edge of the road, and my past life flowed like water in a ditch, never returning. When I decided to take the king away from home, I didn't cry like an ordinary girl.

I am full of thinking that if I marry a person with a heart, I can love each other and be happy forever. Roll up the bamboo pole and sieve the fish tail.

Men value spirit, why use money and knives? It's a famous song, and my favorite is to unite as one and never give up.

It's a pity that Wen Jun is spoony ... complaining about singing-Ban Jieyu's newly cracked Su is as fresh as frost and snow. Cut into acacia fans, round like the bright moon.

In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze. I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the coolness will take away the heat.

If you give up your donation, your kindness will be lost. Ok, I admit that this song is very sad ... but I admire Ban Jieyu, a talented woman, who was worried about killing people in the autumn wind, leaving her sorrow to worry.

No one in the seat is worried. Let my hair turn white.

It's windy around Hu, why not repair trees? The distance from home is getting farther and farther, and the clothes are slowing down.

The brain can't talk, and the wheels in the intestines turn. There is not a word that does not worry about picking hibiscus in the river, picking hibiscus in the river, and Lanze is more fragrant.

Who wants to leave, Philip Burkart. Looking back at my hometown, it's a long way.

I am bent on leaving home and worried to death. Nineteen ancient poems ~ I am bent on leaving my hometown, and sadness leads to death. What fascinated me at that time was one of the other four poems, Su Wu's flesh and blood, which was also related to friends.

All men are brothers, who is a passer-by? Besides, I am connected to a tree, and I am like my son.

It used to be an affair, but now it's time to participate. The former is similar in length, while the latter is like Hu and Qin.

Only when you think about it will your kindness be renewed day by day. Weeds in Luming Literature Temple can be compared to guests.

I have a bottle of wine that I want to give to people far away. May my son stay and think about it and talk about this life.

In fact, I am a family member in a tree, and I just want to be separated from my son. On Thanksgiving Day, I told a precious experience in my life in a new and simple language: when a person wants to lose something, he will realize that it is extremely precious. Su Wu, who left another wife, became husband and wife and loved each other.

Have fun tonight, Yan Wan and Liang Shi. Recruiters look at the road and the night.

There are no more participants. Quit your job from now on. On the battlefield, long time no see.

Shake hands with a sigh and tears will make a living. Try to love Chunhua, don't forget when you are happy.

Born to return, died for Sauvignon Blanc. I really liked it when I first saw it. I remember the whole song, and it is still fresh in my mind ... Vietnamese songs are floating on the boat.

What day is today? Together with the prince. I'm ashamed. I don't deserve my humble opinion.

Confused mood can not only satisfy the prince. There are trees in the mountains and branches in the trees. You know what you like? Poetry about charming girls-Zuo Si There are charming girls in my family, which is quite white.

The fine print is Su Wan, and the speech is very clear. The temple is covered with a wide forehead, and the ears are like a wall.

In the Ming dynasty, comb tables were set up to sweep eyebrows. Zhu Yandan's lips are thick and Huang Qinlan's lips are red.

If charming words are obscene, anger is clear. Writing is beneficial to management, but seal cutting is useless.

Hold a book and recite what you have learned. Her sister's name is Huifang, and she has a picturesque face.

Light makeup likes the edge of the building, but forgets to turn in front of the mirror. It's easy to set a Beijing omen.

Playing between eyebrows and cheeks, drama and loom service. Zhao dances calmly, and his sleeves are flying.

Between the upper and lower chords, literature and history need to be rolled up. Gu Hu's screen painting, if seen, is criticized.

When it gets dark, the meaning is hidden. If you rush into the garden, you will pick all the fruits.

The red flower is decorated with purple pedicle, and it is flat and sudden. In the storm of greed for China, there are many difficulties.

Frost and snow plays are often accumulated. And pay attention to the dishes and sit up and manage the dishes.

In Momo's letter, phase and number are separated. It is appropriate to do what you want to do.

Stop for tea and call a tripod. Fat white sleeves, smoke stained with tin.

Clothes and quilts are very important, so it is difficult to sink into the water. Let him do whatever he wants and be ashamed of being accused by his elders.

Take a look at the stick and cover your tears with the wall. A vivid image (excerpt)-Jiang Yan's ecstasy is nothing more than farewell! In addition, Qin and Wu are both abroad, and Yan and Wu are thousands of miles apart.

Or the spring moss begins to grow, and the autumn wind rises temporarily. Therefore, my son is heartbroken and I am very sad.

The wind is rustling and the clouds are strange. The boat was stuck by the water, and the car was behind the mountain.

Before the tolerance, Ma Hanming kept ringing. He who hides gold is imperial, and he who crosses the jade column touches poetry.

If you live in sorrow, you will die. The sun set on the wall, the color sank, and the moon flew away on the porch.

Look at the dew of red and blue and the cream of green catalpa. The patrol building is empty, and the brocade curtain is empty and cool.

Wandering away from dreams, I don't want my soul to fly. Actually, I don't understand this poem myself.

I made up a few words, and I think the most wonderful thing is the opening sentence: those who are ecstatic just leave. The language is simple and profound.

That's it. I'm exhausted.

5. Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Teng-ting is a famous article that has been passed down through the ages. It is written in classical Chinese and is more artistic.

Zhang Yu old county, Hongdu new home. The stars are divided into wings (zhěn), and the ground is connected with Lu Heng.

Three rivers and five lakes in Jin, controlling barbarians leads to Europe (non-U) crossing. Wuhua Tianbao, the dragon lamp shoots the bull fighting market; Outstanding people, Xu Ru left Chen Fan's couch (fān) (tà).

Xing Chi Cai Jun Xiongzhou fog column. In huáng in summer, the host and guests enjoy the beautiful scenery in the southeast.

The commander-in-chief looked at it, and Ba (qǐ) Ji (jǐ) was far away; Yi (Y) Fan and Yu (chān) Wei (wéi) of Yuwen Xinzhou are temporarily stationed. Ten days holiday, win friends like a cloud; Welcome to the wedding.

Teng Jiao, a poet of Meng; Purple electric paste is General Wang's armory. Home is slaughter, Tao is name; What does a boy know? Bowing is always the winner.

When Wei is in September, the sequence belongs to Sanqiu. Flow (655333

Yan (yán) Yan (cān) Yan (fēi) is on the road, visiting the scenery of Chong 'an. Close to Cheung Chau, you will see the Pavilion of Heaven and Man.

Mountains and clouds are heavy; Feige is full of blood, and there is no land under it. Heting (těng), Fu (fú) and Zhu (zhǔ), the frequented place of into the badlands; Gui Dian Lan Gong is the posture of hills.

Embroidering Lu and carving méng, Yamahara showed his full vision, and Kawasawa showed his vision. Lu Yan (lǘ yán) threw himself on the ground, and Zhong Ming is the hometown of food; Ge (gě) warship Mijin, Huanglong bluebird (through: axis zhú).

Cloud selling rain Ji (√), the color area is bright. Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color.

Fishing boats sing late, ringing the poor (lǐ) shore, the array is cold, and the sound breaks Hengyang Pu. When you are far away, you can fly.

Cool breeze makes sound, and fine songs condense white clouds (è). Sui (suě) Garden is full of green bamboo, which makes Peng Ze bottle angry (z ū n); Ye Shui, the pen that illuminates Linchuan.

Four beautiful things, two are difficult to combine. Poverty (d \u mi?n) is just what you want, and you enjoy yourself in your spare time.

Jingǒng feels the infinity of the universe; Joy begets sorrow and knowledge is empty. Looking at Chang 'an in the sun, I can see the refuge in the clouds.

The terrain is extremely deep in the south (míng), Tianzhu is high and Beichen is far away. It is difficult to climb mountains and mountains, and whoever loses his way is sad; Meet by chance, full of foreign guests.

I missed the Emperor (hūn), so in what year did I work in the publicity room? Ha ha! Bad luck, bad luck (Chu m: n). Feng Tang is easy to get old, but Li Guang is hard to seal.

Qu Jiayi is in Changsha, not without a master; Is there no time to escape from Hongliang to Haiqu? A gentleman plays it by ear and knows the world. When you are old and strong, would you rather be moved? Poverty is strong, not falling into the sky.

Greedy springs are refreshing, and being in a dry place (hézhé) is pleasant. Although Beihai is on credit, it can be accepted; The East Corner (yú) has passed away, and it is not too late for Mulberry.

Meng has noble taste and is free to serve the country; Ruan Ji is crazy, how can he cry to the end of the road! Bob, who is three feet short, is a scholar. There is no way to ask for it, and the final army will be weak; With a pen, què has a long wind.

Centenary quit hairpin (zān) water (he) morning faint Wan Li. It is not a treasure tree in Xie Jia, but a neighbor of Montessori.

He is more and more (qū) in court, (tāo) with carp; Today, I welcome you (mèi), and I am glad to support Longmen. Yang Yi doesn't pick up, caresses Lingyun and cherishes himself; What's shameful about playing with running water at the clock meeting? Ho ho! There are not many resorts, so it is difficult to have a grand feast; Lanting is gone, the ruins of Roy Chiu in Zizi (zǐ).

Farewell words, thanks to Wei Wei; Climbing high to make a contribution is to hope the public. Dare to exhaust feelings, be respectful and short-quoted; All the words were given, and all four rhymes were done.

Please sprinkle the Panjiang River, and all parties pour their clouds: Linjiang Pearl, singing and dancing. The painted building faces Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills at dusk.

The shadow of the idle cloud pool is long, and things change for a few years. Where is the emperor in the cabinet today? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself.

6. Seeking beautiful ancient prose, there is a saying that "drinking water is thinking of the source". If Nalan Xingde's life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?

Easy to change, but easy to change! Lishan dialect stops at midnight, and tears never complain. In case you are lucky, lucky and willing to have an extra wing! White-headed Zhuo Wenjun is as snowy as a mountain, and dumplings are like clouds and moons.

I heard that you have two hearts, so I came to break up with you. Today is like the last party, and tomorrow we will break up.

You stop by the ditch, and the ditch water flows east and west. When I decided to take the king away from home, I didn't cry like an ordinary girl.

I am full of thinking that if I marry a person with a heart, I can love each other and be happy forever. The bamboo pole curls, and the fish tail acts as a disciple.

Men value spirit, why use money and knives? Buddhist scriptures say: a flower is a world, a tree is a floating life, a grass is a day, a leaf is a Buddha, a sand is a blessing, a pure land, a smile is a dust, and a meditation.

The Book of Songs Nan Zhou Yao Tao flies like a peach, burning its brilliance. The girl is going to get married and be happy at her husband's house.

Peach blossoms are in full bloom and there are countless fruits. The girl is going to get married, and the heir who gave birth early is going to make a fortune.

Peach blossoms are in full bloom, and green leaves are lush and never fall. The girl is getting married, and Comix is in harmony.

Zhang Xian, a Song Dynasty man, died of old age and reported Fang Fei to rest in peace. Cherish the spring and break the red.

The rain is small and the wind is fierce, and the plum blossoms are green. Yongfeng willow, no one is full of snow.

Don't pull strings, you can talk about it. The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break.

The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. The night has passed, and the lights in the east are not white.

He Zhu Qing Yu case Ling Bo but hengtang road, but watching, incense dust. Who will kill time in Jinse? There are flower pavilions and windows on the platform, only in spring.

Blue clouds at dusk in Gao Heng, Ran Ran, crayon new topic heartbroken sentence. How much leisure there is! Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.

Evil is evil! I want to know you, I still have a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you! "Burial Poetry" is full of flowers and flowers, and the fragrance disappears and no one has pity.

The hairspring is soft, floating in the spring pavilion, and the falling floc lightly touches the embroidered window. The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring dusk and looks sad.

Hoe the flowers out of the embroidered window by hand and endure falling flowers again and again. The pods of willows and elms come from wheat straw, but peaches float with Li Fei.

You can send peaches and plums again next year, but who knows next year's boudoir? At the beginning of March, the fragrant nest was built, and Liang Jianyan was too ruthless.

Although you can peck flowers next year, it is impossible for people to go to an empty nest. 360 days a year, the wind and sword are threatening.

How long can it be bright and fresh? Once wandering, it's hard to find. Bloom is hard to find, and he is worried about burying people in front of the steps.

Stealing flowers and hoes and crying alone, watching the blood stains on the branches in the sky. The cuckoo was silent at dusk, and the lotus hoe returned to cover the heavy door.

When the blue light shone on the wall, people began to sleep, but the window was not warm. The strange farmer's ass is twice as depressed, half pity and half chagrin.

Flow spring suddenly to bother, and to silence. Last night, I sent a sad song outside the pavilion, knowing that it was a flower soul and a bird soul.

The soul of a flower and a bird is always hard to stay, and the bird is ashamed of itself without words. May Nong have wings this day and fly to the end of the day with flowers.

After all, there is no fragrant hill. Don't accept the bones, a pure land hides the wind.

Clean up the quality, clean it up, and don't let the pollution sink into the ditch. I'm going to die and be buried today. I don't know when Nong will die

The person who buried the flowers today is stupid, but he knew who it was when he buried the flowers in 2008. Let's see the residual flowers of spring gradually falling, which is the time when beauty dies of old age.

There is no sad song for me, I don't know what happened. "Vietnamese Song" floated in the middle of the boat.

What day is it today? It's good to be in the same boat as the prince. I'm not ashamed. I'm restless. It's nice to know that there are trees and branches on Prince Hill.