Poems about You Ran

1. A poem about walking the mountain-Du Muyuan climbed the Hanshan Mountain by an oblique stone path in the Tang Dynasty, and there were people in the depths of the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Antique-Li Bai went to Lianhua Mountain in the west and watched the stars all the way. Holding a white hibiscus flower in both hands, curled up into a ball.

Look at the grandeur of Yuefu and Mount Tai! ? Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.

Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, birds are flying around in front of my nervous eyes ... trying to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.

Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. (Du Fu's "Looking at Yue") Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, and the vegetation is spring.

(Du Fu: "Spring Hope") Beans are planted in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden) Go to Lianhua Mountain in the west and watch the stars all the way.

Plain-handed hibiscus, empty steps are too clear (Li Bai; The mountain is high and the moon is small, and the truth comes out. Lu You's "After Red Cliff Fu" sunset outside the mountain, spring water crossing the border.

(Couplet) Purple smoke comes from Rizhao incense burner, and waterfalls hang far away from Sichuan. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.

(Li Bai's "Looking at Lushan Waterfall") Hundreds of rivers boil, and mountains break and people die. The high valley is the shore, and the deep valley is the mausoleum.

(The Book of Songs) This river runs beyond heaven and earth, and there is nothing in the mountains and rivers. (Wang Wei's "Han River Flooding") Tao Jin Yuanming: Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. Guo Song Xi: Spring Mountain is as plain as a smile, Summer Mountain is as green as a drop, Autumn Mountain is as bright as makeup, and Winter Mountain is as bleak as sleep. Don: People gradually find the local accent strange, but they hate the warbler sound like Laoshan. Stone: Looking over the ridge, it becomes a mountain peak, but the distance is different.

I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there. Don Wang Wei: This river is beyond heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are both there and there.

Don Han Yu: The river is like a ribbon, and the mountains are like jade pins. Don Li Bai: Five ancient peaks in the southeast of Lushan Mountain cut Jin Furong from the green hills.

I can enjoy the beautiful scenery of Jiujiang when I reach the summit, and I will build my nest here in Yun Song. Tang: The beauty of mountains lies in the twists and turns of peaks, and the beauty of water lies in the wind and waves.

Don Li Bai: Xia Yun is on Mount Tai, and it is suspected that Bai Bo rises in the East China Sea. Bird Yang Hao: Clouds come to the mountains better, clouds go to the mountains picturesque, the mountains are bright because of clouds, and clouds compete with mountains.

2. Poems about carefree 1. Beans are planted at the foot of Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings.

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.

1. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the spring soil.

2. Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river plumbing duck prophet.

3. The middle part of the ancient wood is a low eaves, and Zhang Li helped me cross the east side of the bridge.

The autumn water is only four or five feet deep, and the wild spirit is only two or three people.

5. You can see through a butterfly, but dragonflies fly slowly.

6. When the chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost.

7. Deng Yong, Lin Yong poetry.

8. Drunk moon, sage of dreams, bewitched by flowers, you turned a deaf ear to the emperor.

9. Let's open your window in the garden and field, and talk about mulberry and hemp with our cups in our hands. Wait until the holiday on the mountain, and I'll come back in chrysanthemum season. People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, the night is quiet, and the spring mountains are empty.

It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp. Zhao Shixiu

A person who loves fish has different hearts, so I will give you a hook. Bai Juyi

Sit in front of the flowers when you wake up, and sleep under the flowers when you are drunk. Bohu Tang

3. Poems describing leisure include:

1, Return to Songshan by Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty

Original text:

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.

Translation:

The clear Sichuan water is surrounded by a piece of vegetation, and the horses are driving away slowly. The running water seems to be full of affection for me, and the birds in the evening return with me.

The desolate city is close to the ancient ferry, and the afterglow of the sunset is full of golden autumn mountains. At the foot of the distant and lofty Songshan Mountain, I closed the door and refused to spend my old age in the secular world.

2. Wei Shui farmers in Tang Dynasty written by Wang Wei.

Original text:

Sunset shines on the market, and 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.

Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.

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

Translation:

The village is full of the afterglow of the sunset, and cattle and sheep are returning along the deep alleys.

The old man was thinking about his grandchildren who were eating grass. He waited in his firewood with a crutch.

Pheasants are chirping, wheat is heading, silkworms are asleep, and mulberry leaves are sparse.

The farmers returned to the village with hoes, smiling and reluctant to part.

How can I not envy being so comfortable? I couldn't help singing "Decline" in frustration.

3. Dong Jin Tao Yuanming's "Drinking to Build a House in the Humanistic Environment"

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

4. 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.

5. My Seclusion in Zhongnanshan by Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty.

Original text:

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.

Translation:

I was kind-hearted in middle age and moved to the foot of Nanshan in my later years. When I am in a good mood, I wander alone, only I know.

Take a leisurely stroll outside the water, sit down and look up at the fluttering of white clouds. Occasionally I meet an old man in the forest and forget to return with a smile.

6. 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. The poem about the mountain "Looking at Wangong Mountain on the River" Li Bai's Qifeng is surprisingly cloudy. Xiumu is delicate. Yan Qing Wan Gong Shan. Never say what you want. Traveling alone on the Cangjiang River. It hasn't tasted all day. But the dwarf ridge is high. Why seek the supernatural? Silent and distant. I want to go to my heart. When I get back to Dancheng. Track it here. The three peaks of Xin Qiji in Wolf Mountain in Jiang Yong are as green as razors, but Li Zhuo can do nothing. Honesty and mutual assistance, support the world and people.

"Title Tianzhu Peak" Bai Juyi made a small arch in Qiongtai, Jiugai, and the town of the Holy Father's Palace. One peak in Tianzhu holds the sun and the moon, and the door locks clouds and thunder. Jade, white and orange compete for beauty, and Jin Cuijia's lotus blossoms. Zuo Ci visited the secluded place, and the purple crane recognized the nest.

Zhang Shangying, the prime minister of the Northern Song Dynasty, wrote several poems praising Wutai Mountain, leaving three poems in Mianshan, including You Mianshan: The sunset returns to the east, and the western Western jackdaw crosses the distant peak. Fishermen stop fishing and collect bait, and the shepherd boy plays the flute to make the autumn wind. The sun faintly sees the sea, and the mountains are blue. Thousands of valleys and cliffs add beauty, and people are painting. "Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely" (Tao Yuanming's Drinking (V)

5. Poems about mountains are important poems 1. We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. -Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village"

2. Wan Li went to Rongji and flew over the mountains. -"Mulan Poetry"

3. Gushan Temple is located in the northwest of Jiating, with flat water surface and low cloud feet. -Bai Juyi's spring outing in Qiantang.

Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint. -Cen Can's Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Homecoming, Song of Snow.

The apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man. -Li Bai's "Early Making Baidicheng"

6. But make Longcheng fly, and don't teach Huma to cross the shady mountain. -Wang Changling's "Out of the Fortress"

7. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. -Wang Zhihuan is at the Heron Villa.

8. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. -Wang Zhihuan's Liangzhou Ci.

9. There is no way for mountains and rivers to be suspicious, and there is another village. -Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village.

10. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all other mountains look short under the sky ...-Du Fu's "Looking at Yue".

1 1. -Tao Yuanming's Drinking.

12. There are not many roads to Pengshan, and Jade Bird has never been there frequently. -Li Shangyin "Untitled".

13. when will the west lake dance stop outside the Qingshan building outside the mountain?

14. Looking back at Chang 'an, there are piles of embroidery and thousands of doors open at the top of the mountain.

15. There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice.

6. Poems about mountains are poems with mountain characters.

Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. -Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village"

Wan Li to Rongji, the mountain is flying. -"Mulan Poetry"

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. -Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang

I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills. -Li Bai's "The First Delivery of Baidicheng"

If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan. -Wang Changling's "Plug"

The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. -Wang Zhihuan is at the Heron Hotel.

The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. -Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci"

There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. -a tour of Shanxi village by land.

Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. -Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. -Tao Yuanming's drinking.

7. For autumn poems, see Nanshan 1 and the original text.

Tao Yuanming, a poet in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, drank for the fifth time.

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.

2. 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