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[Edit this paragraph] Wang Wei's poems

A letter to Pei Di from my cabin in Wangchuan.

The mountain is cold and blue now, and the autumn water has flowed for a day.

At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze.

Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house.

Oh, when will I make a wish to the great hermit again and sing a wild poem under five willows? .

Answer deputy magistrate Zhang

With the passage of time, please give me peace and get rid of all kinds of things.

I think that there is no brilliant strategy to serve the country, only to retire to the mountains and forests.

Wide wind, the wind in the shade, the moon shining on the right to play the piano.

It makes sense to ask the poor. Listen, there are fishermen singing on the lake! .

When sending Yuan Er to Anxi

The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf

Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun.

Chai Lu

No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard.

The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.

House of Bamboo

I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.

It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.

Meet sb. leave

Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset.

Spring grass will grow green next year, my friend, will you come back?

Miss each other

When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches.

People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.

An autumn night in the mountains

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.

Back to my home in Songshan

The clear river flows slowly through the bushes like my chariot.

I became a traveling companion and went home with the birds at dusk.

An abandoned city wall is above an old ferry, and the autumn sunset drowns the peaks.

In a distant place, next to Songshan Mountain, I will close my door and get peace.

Zhong Nanshan

The majestic Tian Yishan is close to Chang 'an, and the mountains continue to extend to the sea.

The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared.

The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are different.

Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?

Through the temple of Ji Xiang.

I don't know where Ji Xiang Temple is, so I climbed several miles into the clouds and peaks.

Through the ancient forest without human footprints, but now I hear bells on high?

The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold.

In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.

Letter to Li, Special Commissioner of Zizhou

Towering mountains, towering trees, cuckoo singing in the depths of Qian Shan.

The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.

China women throw a piece of cloth, or farmers argue over taro fields.

I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements, make persistent efforts and forge ahead.

Overlooking the Han River

Three branches in the south reach Chu territory, and nine branches flow to Jingmen.

The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no.

Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky.

These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! .

My retreat in Zhongnanshan

After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years.

Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation.

Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise.

Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.

Meet sb. leave

I got off the horse, poured you wine and asked where you were going and why.

You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life.

Just left, I want to ask again, look at the white clouds floating.

Autumn serenade

At the beginning of the month, the moon rises, the autumn tea is thin, and the thin silk gown does not change clothes.

Andrew worked hard all night, but she was afraid to leave the room and couldn't bear to go back!

Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

clear stream

I have sailed on the river of yellow flowers and been carried by the green stream.

Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.

The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees.

The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.

In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water.

Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! .

A farmhouse by the Weihe River.

In the countryside where the sun is setting, cattle and sheep go home along the path.

A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.

There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves.

The farmers who came back with hoes greeted each other cordially.

No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .

Beautiful history

Since beauty is respected throughout the empire, how can Shi stay at home humbly? .

Washing clothes by the lake in the south at dawn, and there was a great lady in the palace in the north that night.

One day humble, no different from others, the next day promoted, everyone praised her. ..

She no longer powdered her face with her own hands, nor put a silk robe on her shoulders. ..

The more the king loved her, the cuter she became, which made him lose his wisdom. ..

The girls who washed silk beside her were left at a distance from her chariot. ..

None of the girls in her neighborhood can imitate her beauty!

Money was sent back to his hometown after failing the list.

There were no hermits in the era of political clarity, and the service talents were for the administration of the imperial court.

Even you, a mountain hermit, no longer imitate Boyi and Shu Qi Shu Qi to pluck hair.

Come all the way to the golden gate, only to find that your piety is in vain?

You passed by JAC during the Cold Food Festival last year and stayed in Beijing.

We also bid farewell to the wine on the outskirts of Chang' an, and our bosom friends will be separated from me now.

You are going to sail south, and you can detain your Chai Men in a few days.

The trees in the distant mountains cover your shadow, and the sunset is beautiful and colorful.

When you were not hired, it was purely accidental. Don't think that this friend is rare!

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You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world.

Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house?

The early audience of Guangming Palace and the poems of Minister Jia Zhi.

The red-hat rooster just announced that in the morning, the keeper of the robe brought Yuyun furs.

Nine palaces opened the Golden Palace, and envoys from all countries bowed to the emperor.

At the beginning of the day, Sun shook his palm and smoked a yellow robe.

The audience withdrew from the court, ordered in five colors, and jingled the beads to Phoenix Lake.

A poem by Guo He, a palace attendant.

The tall palace gates and pavilions are bathed in the afterglow of the sunset, peaches and plums bloom and catkins dance with the wind.

The bells in the palace are sparse, and there are very few officials in the government offices. Luo Province only hears the unknown.

When he entered the golden palace in the morning, he staggered and held the emperor's natural pond to bid farewell to the palace gate at night.

I want to drag with you, but I am old, I will be ill in bed, and I will wear official clothes.

Overlooking in the Spring Rain —— From Xianshan Palace to Zenghe Hall, the Emperor's Poems

The Weihe River lingers around the winding east, and Huangshan and the Han Palace have been in the Han Palace for many years.

The emperor's chariot is far away from the palace, and the willow trees are shaded on both sides of the palace gate, and the garden is like a beautiful brocade.

The Phoenix Tower is towering in the imperial city, and the spring rain moistens thousands of trees.

In order to live a spring season, the people are worried, not just because they enjoy a spring car tour!

After a heavy rain, I was in Wangchuan's cabin.

Rain is stored in the forest, smoke comes slowly, and steamed quinoa is used to cook millet.

An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer.

I learned to watch the morning glory in the mountains calmly and eat sunflower seeds with dew under the pine branches.

Why should I scare seagulls, even if I think about it, by giving the honorary position to any clown? .

Send Zhang Wu back to the mountain.

Send you all the melancholy, and who will you send back?

Hold hands for a few days, and once you brush your clothes first.

There is a hut in Dongshan. Fortunately, it swept across Fei Jing.

When you thank the authorities, you won't worry.

Shinharuno (working at night)

The new sunny Yuan Ye is vast. Extremely clean.

The national gate is near the ferry. The village tree is connected with the stream mouth.

After Bifeng came out of the mountain, Baishui surrounded Tian Ming.

There are no idle people on the farm. Pour out family affection.

Huanghuachuan

The dangerous road turns into tens of thousands, and it will stop in three miles.

See disciple Lin Shanyin in the circle.

Dripping rain, flowing stones.

The silence in the deep stream, the roar on the mountain.

Look at Nanshan poplar, white dew lingering.

Green is high and clean, and green trees are cloudy and floating.

I used to hate being kept secret, but I was broad-minded and worried.

Cui Puyang, brother, focus on Qianshan, prosperous times.

Good autumn, KuangJun idle pool.

I know the mountain in front of the door under the leisurely Xilin.

Across thousands of miles of the sky, several peaks emerged from the clouds.

The craggy state of Qin combined with Jing Guan in Tibet.

The rain is setting in the sun, and the birds are hazy at dusk.

My old friend is still alive today, sighing at this gloomy face.

Song of the old general

When 15-20-year-old teenagers, they can capture the figure of Hu people riding horses on foot.

He beat the Meishan tiger, and he excited the yellow mane horse!

He has fought many battles and fought for three thousand miles. He once fought a million lions with one sword.

The Han army is as sharp as thunder, and the Lu country that tramples on each other is afraid of thistles.

Wei Qing's failure was due to the help of the gods, but Li Guang's failure was due to his fate.

Being abandoned doesn't have to be old, and the world has become the first in the past.

In those days, he was like an arrow shot at a lark by Hou Yi. Now he was born on his left elbow.

As a result, he was demoted to the roadside to sell melons and learned to make pottery to make the door green.

Ancient trees extend all the way to narrow lanes, and isolated mountains extend to cold windows.

Swear in Kashgar, pray for wells in Kashgar, and don't complain about alcohol.

Soldiers lined up like clouds on Helan Mountain, and books in the army were rumors day and night.

The special envoy of Red Festival went to Sanhe for conscription, and the commander-in-chief sent troops to General Five.

The veteran wiped out the armor of steel armor and used a sword with a flashing seven-star pattern.

He is ready to use his powerful northern bow to attack the Tatar chieftain, so that foreign uniforms will not offend the emperor.

Once there was an old officer who was forgotten in a distant place, and he could still win with one blow!

Song of taohuajiang

A fisherman is drifting, enjoying the mountains in spring, and the peach trees on both sides lead him to an ancient source.

Looking at the brightly colored trees, he never considered the distance until he came to the end of the blue stream, and suddenly-strange people! .

This is a cave. The hole is so narrow that he can only climb in, but then it opens up on a wide and flat path.

Looking from a distance, the clouds are filled with trees, and thousands of houses are hidden between flowers and bamboo.

The woodcutter told him his name in Chinese. These people all wore clothes from the Qin Dynasty.

Juren lives in Wulingyuan, in farms and gardens, just like a world.

In the clear moonlight, they lived quietly under the pine trees until sunrise, when the gloomy sky was full of roosters and dogs barking.

... hearing the news of a stranger, people gathered together and everyone invited him home and asked him where he was born.

In the morning, alleys and paths cleared the petals for him, and at dusk, fishermen and farmers brought him their goods.

They left this world a long time ago, and they came here to seek refuge. Since then, they have lived like angels, happily away from the world.

Nobody in the cave knows what's going on outside? Outsiders only look at the thick mountains and clouds.

The fisherman didn't realize his great luck and began to consider the connection between the country, the family and the secular.

He found his way out of the cave again, passed through mountains and rivers, and planned to come back later. At that time, he had told his relatives.

He studied every step he took and kept it firmly in his mind, forgetting that cliffs and peaks might have different appearances?

There is no doubt that to enter the depths of the mountains, a green river will take you into a misty forest.

But now, there are spring floods and floating peaches everywhere. Which way should we go to find the hidden source? .

The song of Luoyang girl

There is a girl from Luoyang in the door across the street who can face people over 15 years old.

Her master rode on his fast horse, wearing a jade-bit reins, and her maid brought her cod on a gold plate.

Her painting pavilion faces the red tower, and the cornices are pink and green peach blossoms and willows.

Silk scarves cover seven fragrant cars, and Jane fans cover nine flowers.

Her master, status and wealth and the seeds of life are more generous than the richest people in ancient times.

He likes this girl from humble origins, teaches her to dance and gives his coral tree to almost anyone.

When his nine soft lights went out, the wind of dawn began to blow, nine small flying flowers.

Between dances, she hardly has time to sing, just sits on incense.

All the people she knows in the town are rich and extravagant. She visits the owner of the happiest building day and night.

Who will notice this girl from Yue, with a white face, humble and poor, washing silk by the river alone? !

Travel in early spring

Purple early plums have just blossomed everywhere, and Yinger's singing is not so smooth.

Who is Yang Liuzhi's daughter? Enjoy the spring, lest it rush by.

Love the clear waves, look at the water surface for the water, and see the shy but balanced flowers of human faces.

Fans are afraid of the wind blowing away, and embroidered clothes are also afraid of wet dew.

The farmer lives in Qingmen, Chang 'an, and the carriage drives slowly at dusk.

The man wandering outside, even more lovesick, went to see the stunning curtains with sad tears.

Miss you, you always enter the dream, and the delay makes me doubt.

Swallows under the eaves of red tiles are sighing, in the nests of green grass and China and Japan.

Vocational Education from King Qi to Yang

Andy talks about classics, and Wang Huai is drunk.

It was a little slow in the morning and I sat for a long time.

After changing back to silver candle, Lin Kai can do odd jobs.

Yancheng has not yet set out, and the road ahead holds a song.

Talking from the teaching of Qi Wang in Yan Weijia

The seat is full of fragrant mink, and the palace tile is less.

The flowers in the stream are pale pink, and there are few lights in the mountains and moons.

Jade yarn is rich in eyes, and Feichun embroidery is original.

They will also sing and dance, and return to Lu Mochou.

With Cui Yuanwai, Qiu Jiao is straightforward.

The ceremony is high in the autumn night, and it will be clear at dawn.

Nine doors are warm and cold, and thousands of wells are full of bells.

When the moon returns to the hidden pearl bucket, the clouds disappear into the river.

More decadent quality, south stranger * * * and so on.

To Zhang, the prime minister of Jingzhou.

what do you think? I hope the hukou is in Jingmen Shen.

There are no acquaintances in the world, and I miss the old all my life.

Jiang Fang and agricultural nurseries, art planting in old Yuan Qiu.

Why send a message when you see all the geese flying in the south?

Mr. Su of the Danger Appreciation Department has not left his post outside Lantian.

Living in poverty depends on taniguchi, and the trees are barren.

The stone road is abandoned, and it is difficult for the mountain family to wait for the door.

Fishing boat glue standard pu, pig fire cold source.

Only outside the white clouds can I smell the night ape.

Send a judge to Hexi

Bicycles are blocked, and you dare to ask you to serve your country.

When Lu saw it one by one, he thought of today's Huo Zhuangyuan.

Shaping Lianyun, Peng She.

Be generous and sing a song to be king.

Send Qiu back to Jiangdong as the last place.

The Sichuan army is neither arrogant nor impetuous, and the situation is getting worse.

Do your best for the guests and return to China with new hair.

Five lakes and three acres of houses, Wan Li is still human.

Knowing that you can't recommend it, you are ashamed to give up your seat.

Come back before seeing your friends off.

Wan Li should respond to spring, and Sanjiang geese are rare.

The Hanshui River is vast and boundless, connected with the sky, so an old friend returns to welcome his hometown.

Yun Guo Mi Miao Xiu, Chu Fan Mi Fei.

Hanging on the door, you can know the old clothes from a distance.

Go to the frontier to carry out tasks

Riding a bike to visit the border and passing through Juyan County.

Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky.

The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen.

When I arrived at the small pass, I met a spy waiting for the knight and told me that Dou Hu was in Yan.

Longxing line

Ten miles is a horse.

A whip in five miles.

Protect the army.

The Huns surrounded Jiuquan.

It's snowing in Guanshan.

The garrison (fire) is smokeless.

go hunting

In the wind, the horn sounded and the general was hunting outside the borehole.

The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk.

It has passed Xinfeng City in a blink of an eye and soon returned to sunny Liu Ying.

Looking back at the eagle wilderness, thousands of twilight clouds spread to the horizon.

Niaomingjian

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.

Mulan chai

Autumn mountains gather more photos, and birds chase their predecessors.

When the color is green, there is no place to give the evening haze.

Send Shen Zifu to Jiangdong

The ferries of the Willow River are scattered, and the boatman shakes his oars and sails in.

Only lovesickness is like spring scenery, and Jiangnan Jiangbei dies.