Do you have any poems in language? There are sentences with the word "speechless" in the poem

Author: Zou Liang

Fengyi water is in the flower spirit, and seven parts of the meat is in the fairy bone.

The wind blew my dream to Yaotai. I live in Yunshui Cave in the south of the Yangtze River.

Xiaoxiang bamboo picks grass and pearls, and it is carefree to bring monthly smoke.

The little dragon opens the crystal hall, and the jade cup is cool and dew for the Han banquet.

Jade bird came to Yuen Long with a book in its mouth, laughing at Penglai's shallowness.

Jiyang Taibai restaurant Deng sent to Huzhou (hired)

Author: Zhu Yunming

Yesterday, I heard about Dong's bad hill, and tasted the restaurant made by Li Bai and southern Tianjin Bridge.

People can't see the second son, only Jie Li hangs a rotten coral hook.

Chang' an can't resist the sandstorm and return to Su Taiqiu.

Boating in Jiyang City, buying wine and selling customers' worries.

Mr. Deng Loubai, ascended the throne, water emperor Liu.

Mr. Zhang didn't say anything, just smiled, and dancing flowers flew over the building.

There is no phoenix tour in Jinling, and yellow cranes stay in Yueyang.

Xiang Guanyun covers the sunset, but poems are sent to Huzhou.

I'm Mr. Yu, and Huzhou is Mr. He.

Sai Sai Shan and Du Ruozhou, fishing with you, have a long history of rivers and seas for thousands of years.

The rhyming works of You Tao Guang 'an and Shen.

Author: Zhou Wen

The turning path is near the white clouds, and the return air is clear.

Frost flowers deceive customers' eyes, and Jiang Yan fears autumn.

The sound of a stone spring is thin, and the shadow of a thousand peaks is cold.

The smoke is deep and the birds are silent, and the road to return is long.

Chang' an guyi

Author: Zhou

In Chang 'an in February and March, the spring breeze blew from thousands of families.

Qigou Yaotai shines high, and cars and BMWs go hand in hand.

It's expensive to leave it on, and it's three cities, nine thorns and three trees.

Ding Shizhong Ming will be at home, and Julian will embroider King Hou Di.

The prince and grandson are prosperous, and the mountains and seas are misplaced.

The silver saddle pours the willow in the official ditch, and the Dan hub penetrates the garden flower.

Flowers are red, willows are green, spring is bright, birds are singing, and flowers are sunny.

In the golden hall of Gong Qiong, clouds are blowing and fog is dispersing, and gongs, drums and dragons are playing loudly.

Beauty is the fairy in the inner room, and lead is the dazzling of spring.

The leafy pearl screen is full of color and has a faint banquet.

Yao Langui wine is fragrant, like a golden cup.

Cuifu Jintan is not hung, and the carved plates and jade bowls are lined up.

Looking back, capital enthusiasm is high.

Shuanglong River Queling Han Qing, Jiu Feng Red Mansion Cheziyun.

Ziyun is green, foggy, smoky and empty, and Wen Chuang's algae threshold is He Linglong.

The warbler sounds alone around Zhaoyang Hall, and the grass is deeply fascinated by Changle Palace.

In the Han Dynasty, he became a famous soldier, and he suffered many battles and had a strong heart.

Let's take a gamble and have fun.

Emotional inconsistency.

On the mountainside of Baochai Building, Chilan overlooks Huangzhou around.

A group of make-up girls are singing and dancing, and thousands of romantic people sit and persuade them to pay.

There are two feelings in front of the building, and there are phoenix elevators downstairs.

Sing back to understand the jade light, color coagulation shame silent.

As far as the central issue is concerned, we can reach an agreement that Pingming helped Yu Huaqi.

Claiming to be immortal, claiming to be a thousand-year hero.

Pity is hard to stay, and trees grow overnight in autumn wind.

The song pavilion is lonely and barren, and the dance pavilion is depressed and leaves are withered.

Yesterday, a young girl was beautiful, but now she is down and out.

There is no one outside the general's house, but there are birds in front of Tingwei.

When you are in full bloom, don't do it. The gold stems and copper are all worn away.

Have you noticed that there are white clouds in the mountains and Yan Ruyu on the sea?

Xuanyuan has driven Dinghu Cloud, and Hanwu is finally at the foot of Maoling Mountain.

Don't come for three thousand years. How green is the sea?

My younger brother, Gu Min, lies in the south window and leads you to visit each other.

Author: Zuo Zheng

Your brother is frantically carrying bamboo sticks, but your brother is worried about lying on the rattan bed.

The thatched cottage is empty and the moss is broken, and it is difficult to take off for a day.

We should cherish the firefly window and work hard, so as not to scare the nest and dream of the prince.

The entrance is quiet and leisurely, cicadas are noisy, and the sun is setting in the shade.

Two Spring Festival Galas

Author: Zhang Shiya

Spring rain crosses Qianxi, and poplar trees are low.

Everyone in the green window was silent, but Xiaoying cried.

Scholar girl map

Author: Zhang Ning

Wu's woman is also wearing the same makeup, with a cage crown tied in a bun and gold clothes for sale.

The east wind is swaying and the flowers are silent.

The female companion will lead the children, and no one will bloom in the yard.

In spring in Wan Wan, it's all white, the sun sets and the flowers come to the bridal chamber.

Hundred Peony Poems (32 Poems)

Author: Zhang Huai

Nanwei did not dare to confront the God of Wealth, except Yang Jiatai.

You want to be a horse without talking. Ruthless is understanding.

The core butterfly powder is stuck with gold thread, and the spider silk at the end of the leaf is purple dust.

Don't laugh when flowers bloom, be lazy, and strive for spring with your children.

Hundred Peony Poems (32 Poems)

Author: Zhang Huai

Hao's face froze slightly, speechless, and he mistakenly thought that it was not true.

Yaotai plays the flute under the moon and shoots people in the mountains.

Wash out the jade cup, bear the white dew, shed jade and produce dust.

Good peace swings from side to side in the square. Who will lead the spring today?

Hou Shuyong walked past his former residence to see Ying Chun.

Author: Quinn

Who planted a wild flower and wanted to bloom in spring?

The host wants to talk when he comes back, and he is sad when he wants to talk.

In previous years, when there were few flowers, hops laughed long before they bloomed.

Wives can sing and dance, concubines can play, and there is no official to ask for rent.

In the past 20 years, the courtyard has been empty, and rabbits, sunflowers and oats have competed for each other.

The corners are haggard, and no one cries every year.

I can't live here today, but where are you going today? Be careful when riding in the forest and listening to Lin Ying.

Don't forget the old tree.

In fact, my first thought is my son's silence and confusion. . Yuan Mei's

There is a saying about the word "silence" in the poem, "Meet each other without words, and a flower is full of autumn rain." -"Minus Magnolia" Nalan Xingde

"I used to lean on Dongfeng Jiao for silence." -"Music" Wang Yishan

"Ask Chunchun to be silent, and the new green is full of weeks." -"Magnolia Slow" Huang Sheng

"Dongfang Jun is silent, time, this year." -"Romantic Childe" Li Pingtan.

"In front of the painting hall, people don't say anything, and their words must be believed." -"Xixizi" Niu Qiao

"How many green and red, spring is silent, and the line is far and near with people." -"Song of the Fairy" Li Mixun

Explain silence, calm, few, few, silence. Describe calm, quiet, and rarely talk.

Pinyin: y incarnation

Source: Biography of Liang Chongyi, an old Tang Dynasty book: "Liang Chongyi, a native of Chang 'an, is endowed with hip strength and can roll a gold hook. Later, he was born in Yulin and never stayed in Xiangyang again. He likes it in silence, and he is tired of being moved. "

Use: combined; As predicate, object and attribute; Describe a person who is calm and doesn't like to talk.

Example: Chapter 96 of the History of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty says, "Wang Zhao looked at Lian Po and bowed his head and said nothing. Qiu ordered Miao to go in first, saying, "I have a man named Lin, who is brave and resourceful. If you ask Qin, there is no such person. " "

Synonyms include silence, deep thinking, silence, and reticence (ché n mò gu m: yá n).

The antonyms are bragging, eloquence, talkativeness and talkativeness.

Hello, the love poem with the word "silence" is answered as follows.

Complain about one's feelings

Zhou Bangyan

Apricots come out of the forest and fall into a golden plate. Soft teeth are afraid of tasting acid. Unfortunately, it's half broken and purple, and it's printed with small lips. In the south, I have nothing to do. The rain is full of stains. Needless to say, a spring wound is all between the eyebrows.

Go home with a whip and a hangover. There is a light rain at night, and the wind of the double swallow dance is oblique. The mountains are endless, and the water is endless. Send the taste of spring, miss the distant feelings, and pay Huayang.

Love poems in The Book of Songs;

Guan Ju (Nan Zhou in The Book of Songs)

Guan Heming's osprey, accompanied by the small continent of the river. A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman. Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right. My beautiful lady,

Ask for it. If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day. Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again. Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right.

A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple. Pull shepherd's purse from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her.

Jia Jian (The Book of Songs Qin Feng)

The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.

Tracing back from it, the road resistance is long; Swim back from it, in the middle of the water

After a long time, the Millennium is not clear. The so-called Iraqis are in the water.

Tracing back and forth from it, the road is blocked and broken. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.

Jia Cai, peace and prosperity have not passed. The so-called Iraqis are in the water.

Go back and follow, the road is blocked and turn right. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.

The Quiet Girl (The Book of Songs)

This quiet girl is so cute that she will come to the corner of my town.

Deliberately hiding for me to find, scratching my head.

The quiet girl looks good. Give me a tong tube.

Red has a bright red color. Love it is really a bright color.

This country exploits me, Meili Yi and is rare.

It is not as beautiful as weeds, and beauty gives people deep affection.

Evil spirits (Han Yuefu folk songs)

Evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, and the river is exhausted.

Thunder in winter, rain and snow in summer, harmony between heaven and earth, but dare to break with you!

Full Moon Philip Burkart (Don Zhang Jiuling)

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Bring a separated heart and long-term consideration at night.

Although I blew out the candle, it didn't get darker, although I put on my coat, it didn't get warmer, so I left my message to the moon and turned to my bed, hoping to have a dream.

Moonlight on the Spring River (Zhang Tang Xu Ruo)

Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide. I drifted thousands of miles,

Where there is no moonlight by the river! The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.

Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion. There is nothing in the river,

Lonely moon wheel in the sky. Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?

Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue treats,

But see the Yangtze River send water. The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss.

Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building? Upstairs is poor, wandering around the moon,

You should take the photo away from the dresser. The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the anvil refers to it.

At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month. Hongyan flew too long,

Fish and dragons jumped into the water. Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.

In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls to the west. Oblique moon hides sea fog,

Jieshi Xiaoxiang Infinite Road. I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.

Jinse (Don Li Shangyin)

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each one has a flower-like string. In daydreaming, Saint Zhuangzi was bewitched by butterflies, and the emperor's spring heart cried in the cuckoo.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jadeite to the sun. A moment that should last forever came and went unconsciously.

Untitled (Tang Li Shangyin)

You said you would come, but you didn't. You didn't leave me any trace except the moonlight on your tower at five o'clock. I cry for you and leave forever. I can't wake up yet.

I tried to read your hasty notes, and I found that the ink was too light blue to burn your candle in its kingfisher feather lantern embroidered with hibiscus musk.

But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng.

Untitled (Tang Li Shangyin)

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, it has been longer. The east wind has started, flowers have withered, silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

Untitled (Tang Li Shangyin)

The stars last night and the wind last night are in the west of the studio and the east of the cinnamon room. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.

Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight. Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.

Yinghuan (Li Yu of Southern Tang Dynasty)

Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.

Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.

Langtaosha Order (Li Yu in Southern Tang Dynasty)

The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. Allred-rochow is too cold to stand. I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day.

Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. Running water is gone, and spring is gone.

Wu Yeti (Southern Tang Li Yu)

Hualin thanked Chunhong and hurried away, but the cold rain came early and the wind came late. Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy.

Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.

Queqiaoxian (Qin Song Pass)

The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight. When the golden wind meets the dew, it will win, but there are countless people in the world.

Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?

Yu Linling (Song Liu Yong)

Cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.

Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.

Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.

After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to.

Feng (Song)

It's no problem to lean against a dangerous building. Looking forward to spring sorrow, the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke. Who knows why I lean on the tracks silently?

I'm getting drunk. When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. I don't regret widening my belt. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.

Yu Anyuan (Song Xin Qi Ji)

Thousands of trees are blooming and stars are everywhere in the east night. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night.

Moths, snow, willows, gold thread, laughter and incense are all gone. Look for him in the crowd. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.

Jiangchengzi (Qin Song Pass)

Willow trees in the west city make spring soft. Stay away from troubles. Tears can't be collected. I still remember my feelings. I once went back to the boat for the department. In the days of Bi Ye Zhu Qiao, people disappeared and the water flowed in vain.

Youth is not for teenagers. Hate you. When do you rest? When the flying catkins fall, they climb the stairs. Being by the river, I can't stop crying and have a lot on my mind.

Operator (Song Li Zhiyi)

Children don't talk about poetry, bamboo and mulberry gardens are quiet. Things have been seen now, and I want to be speechless from now on. -Mu Furong

Willing to match virtue with words and work together. I can't fly, which makes me fall. -Mourning of the Crane

Which child is silent in poetry? Midday Rain is a short note by Yuan Mei, a famous writer in the middle of Qing Dynasty, with 24 volumes in total. Described many anecdotes, strange people and ghosts, and the whole article was smooth. (Also known as New Qi Xie), a collection of classical Chinese novels in Qing Dynasty. Taking the meaning from the Analects of Confucius, the so-called "Zi does not speak strangeness, strength, chaos and spirit" shows that what is recorded is exactly what Confucius said.

There are many poems in it. You'd better write down this book and read it carefully. It's kind of like three words and two beats.

What are the ancient poems related to "not talking"? The ancient poems related to "don't talk" include: The Distant Altair, Yulin Ridge, and Jiangchengzi Mao Yi's Twenty Dreams in the First Month.

1, Altair

The Han Dynasty was anonymous.

Distant Altair, Jiao Jiao Hehan girl.

Skillful hands, make a loom.

There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down.

The river is clear and shallow, how much is the difference!

Between water and water, there are no words.

Translation:

Distant and bright Altair, bright and distant Vega.

The weaver girl is waving her long white hands, and the loom keeps ringing.

Because of lovesickness, she couldn't weave any patterns all day, and tears scattered all over the floor like rain.

They are not far from each other only by the clear and shallow Milky Way.

Across the clear and shallow banks of the Milky Way, they stared at each other silently.

Appreciate:

Through the myth that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl can't meet each other across the Milky Way, this poem expresses the painful and sad feelings caused by the frustration of love. This poem describes a couple in the sky, Petunia and Weaver Girl, but the perspective is on the ground, which is to observe their parting pain from the perspective of a third party. The first two sentences put pen to paper from two places, saying that Niu Jiao is "far" and the weaver girl is called "bright". Titiao and Jiao Jiao have different views on each other, so we can't be persistent. The morning glory is also bright, and the weaver girl is far away. They are all so far away and so bright. However, it is easy to think of a wanderer far away from home with a petunia belonging to a distant relative, and it is also easy to think of the beauty of a woman with a weaver girl belonging to a distant relative.

2. Yulin Ridge

Song Liu Yong

The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.

Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?

Translation:

After autumn, cicadas are so sad and in a hurry. Facing the pavilion, it was at night and a sudden rain had just stopped. Outside Kyoto, farewell dinner, but no mood to drink. When I was reluctant to go, the people on board had already urged me to start. Holding hands, looking at each other, my eyes were full of tears, and I couldn't speak until the end, and I couldn't say a thousand words in my throat. Thinking about going back to the south, this journey is another journey. Thousands of miles away, there is a wave of smoke and the dark night sky is endless.

Since ancient times, the most sad thing for passionate people is to leave, not to mention this bleak and cold autumn, how can this parting stand! Who knows where I will wake up tonight? I'm afraid only Liu 'an faces the sharp morning breeze and the waning moon at dawn. It's been a long time since I left each other, and people who love each other are no longer together. I think even if we meet fine weather and beautiful scenery, it just seems like nothing. Even if it is full of affection, who can you enjoy it with?

Appreciate:

Yu Linling's whole ci is conceived around "sadness and parting". Before writing farewell, it is important to outline the environment; Writing parting moments focuses on describing modality; Goodbye after writing, imagine and portray the psychology. No matter how to outline the environment, describe the modality and imagine the future, the poet pays attention to the care before and after, coexists with reality and reality, so as to go deep into each other, describe incisively and vividly, blend scenes, read like a flowing stream, and see no trace in the ups and downs. The emotional appeal of this word is too sad and low because of the portrait, but it vividly depicts the poet's depressed mood and the pain of lovelorn. Throughout the ages, people who have the pain of parting will have a strong * * * sound when they read this song "Lin Yuling".

Jiang remembers the dream he had on the 20th day of the first month.

Su Shi in Song Dynasty

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.

Translation:

They have been dead for a lifetime, ten years apart, but they miss each other but are at a loss and can't meet each other. I don't want to miss myself, but I can't forget it. His wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her sadness. Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other, because I'm running around, dusty and cold.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, only to see my wife dressing up in front of the mirror in the small window. The two men looked at each other, and they didn't know where to start with a thousand words, only tears fell thousands of lines in relative silence. It stands to reason that the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where I miss my wife every year.

Appreciate:

In the history of China literature, there have been "Mourning Poems" since the Book of Songs. From the appearance of mourning poems to Su Shi in the Northern Song Dynasty, Pan Yue in the Western Jin Dynasty and Yuan Zhen in the Middle Tang Dynasty are the most famous mourning poems. In the late Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin also wrote a play on Shu. Their works are sad and touching. Or write that after his lover left, he was lonely and sad, and he was sad to see the relics; Or writers are rich and expensive, reminiscing about the past and lamenting that the world is good and destiny is impermanent; Or use trance-like words and colors to express their profound thoughts and memories, which makes people sad to read. Writing mourning in words is Su Shi's initiative. Compared with predecessors, the expressive art of Su Shi's mourning poems is different. The first word is "dreaming", and the day of dreaming is clearly written. But although it is "Remembering Dreams", in fact, only the following five sentences are about remembering dreams, and the rest are all about expressing their feelings and telling their sadness. They are sincere, simple and touching.

4, reduce the word magnolia, meet without language.

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

There is nothing to say when we meet, and a hibiscus leads the autumn rain. A little dizzy red tide, a crooked heart only phoenix.

Wait for the low voice, for fear that people will see it. To complain, turn around and knock on the jade hairpin.

Translation:

When we met, you were silent, like a hibiscus, trembling in the autumn rain. The face is shy and rosy, and the phoenix is stuck in your room.

Wait until I want to call you in a low voice, but I'm afraid to stare deeply and let others see me. I want to say goodbye, but you have turned around, so you can only pull out the Hosta and stand quietly in the back.

Appreciate:

This poem is generally used to express feelings, but it is rare and it is extremely difficult to describe characters. But this word, with refined brushwork, depicts a affectionate and lovely girl image. The first film of the word is mainly static portrayal, which writes the beautiful and moving face of the girl. The following films are mainly dynamic rubbings, which vividly show the complicated and shy psychology for an instant. The whole story is rich in scenes, both in form and spirit, vivid and touching. The artistic achievement of this word is, first of all, the success of character description, which shaped the image of a shy girl. Write a portrait first. She is so cute, just like a lotus with raindrops. She blushed, which made her more attractive. When I first met, I had a rare opportunity to tell each other how much, but I was afraid that others would see me, so I had to leave in a hurry. The action description vividly reproduces the girl's tapping on the jade hairpin, which is not frivolous, but a major decision made by the girl's complicated inner activities after resolving contradictions, that is, fixing love for life. Through a series of action descriptions, the complex inner world of the girl is displayed.

References:

Sheng Dongling. Selected Poems of Nalan Xingde: Sanlian Bookstore, August 1986: 1-4.

Hello, English Poetry: There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice.

Between water and water, there are no words. 1. Don't talk loudly for fear of scaring people.

Her first guitar note made me sigh. Now, after listening to her story, I feel even sadder.

The night is long and silent, like crying and suffocating.

4, holding hands and crying, actually speechless.

5. If you go back to the alley, who will say * * *?

6. We followed the melody and asked the player's name. The voice was interrupted ... and then she reluctantly answered. I heard the lonely sound of the horn in the darkness, and the moon was in the sky, but no one shared it with me? Wait, please take it. Thank you.

What is a poem about wordlessness? 1, "Klang Ganzhou, Sprinkle River Rain"-Liu Yong in Song Dynasty

Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears. Only the surging Yangtze River flows eastward silently.

Everywhere, the red flowers wither, the green leaves wither, and all the beautiful scenery gradually fades. Only the surging Yangtze River flows eastward quietly.

2. Wrong Beauty in the DPRK-Lu You in the Song Dynasty

You don't go to juvenile court, but you are speechless and desolate. Wandering life, very cold.

Beautiful looks are not liked by young people, and the mood is dim, only endless desolation and no words. Gone forever, leaving only a cold heart.

3, "Butterfly Loves Flowers, Leaving Dangerous Buildings"-Liu Yong in Song Dynasty

Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke, no one can rely on the meaning of silence.

I stood on a tall building, the gentle spring breeze was blowing head-on, and I looked far away, and endless worries and gloom filled the sky. The setting sun is slanting and the grass is misty. Who can understand my mind silently leaning against the railing?

4, "Xi Qian Ying Xiao Yue Falling"-Five Dynasties Li Yu

Xiao Yue falling, Su, silent pillow frequency. Dream back to the grass and think of Yi Yi, the sky is far away and the geese are rare.

At dawn, the moon fell into the blue sky, and the clouds in the night sky were already faint. They leaned quietly on the pillows. I still love grass when I wake up, and the sound of geese disappears in the distant horizon.

5. The crystal curtain of Bodhisattva Man is sad and white-Nalan Xingde in Qing Dynasty

The crystal curtain is sad and white, and the clouds are fragrant and foggy. I have nothing to ask about clothes, and the moon has gone west.

The stunning Bai Yueguang shines on the crystal curtain; We are far apart, so we can't see your hair like clouds or smell your fragrance like fog. I can't help asking if I want to add more clothes. The moon hangs in the west, and the shade of Chinese parasol trees has been stretched for a long time.

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