Chapter 63 Poetry
寒食
Don Dufu
On Hanshijiangcun Road, wind and flowers are flying high and low.
The smoke from the pavilion is light and soft, and the bamboo sun is shining quietly.
Tian's father wants everyone to go, but the neighbors are making trouble.
The land has lost all acquaintances, and the chickens and dogs have forgotten their return.
spring night
Tang·Yu Shinan
Chunyuan returns to the moon, and the bamboo hall opens at night.
Frightened birds line the forest, and wind and flowers come across the water.
Xijiang Moon · Presenting Zihua at the Banquet
Song Hanwei
When we were young, we were together under the forest, and when we were old, we were together in front of you.The wind and flowers dance on a sunny day.Green Ant’s new floating wine noodles.
The false reputation outside the body is telegraphed, and the urgent scene in the world is passed on.Don't hesitate to listen to Zhu Xian at the banquet.The first product returns strong.
Stealing the Sound of Magnolia·Xianlu Diao
Song·Zhang Xian
The painted bridge reflects the Hengtang Road.The flowing water flows away together in spring.Watching the remaining light.Swallows fly high and butterflies fly opposite each other.
All the wind and flowers will be sent away with the cup.The past is just a dream at night.Mo Geng went upstairs.Sitting and thinking while walking is already a sorrow.
Ticuiyue Pavilion
Song Dynasty Song Qi
The lush trees intersect with the pavilion, and the ground is clean of dust. The river is bright and wild, looking forward to the new.The fish and birds are all happy when the guests come, and spring comes in the dream of the pond.
When there are traces of smoke and bamboo, they blow against the door, and the wind and flowers float unintentionally.The guest behind the scenes back then is now pursuing hatred, not sharing the drunken towel on the shore of the mountain.
Seventeenth Day and Yuanfu Fenghua Puppet Book
Song Dynasty Mei Yaochen
The wind flowers don't care about the branches, they take off their calyxes and fly around randomly.Self-teaching snow in the air, I would rather wear the same clothes.I circled around the courtyard for a long time without finding anything, and the birds were vying for the title of where to go.
He Qingting Jiang Shengqian wine color wealth charm
Li Zengbo of Song Dynasty
The flowers fall in the wind and are red in spring, and the frost-covered bamboos stand proud in the cold weather.He wanted to praise Si and smile, but he didn't know that the people in Zhou Dynasty were crying.
The white hair is sad in the pear orchard, and the fragrant grass is sad in the golden valley.There is no sound in the mulberry trees, which disturbs my apricot altar.
Tiyimen Hu's Hualin Academy
Song Wu Shu
At the foot of Gaoyin Fairy Mountain, there is a thatched cottage next to the mountain.When I am young, I am happy with the stone water, but I am willing to play too much.
The bamboo path leads to Ji Ruan, and Yuliang gathers at Huizhuang.The thesis explores the extreme and pursues the ancient and inherited fragrance.
Shen Yi’s Poetry and Calligraphy Garden, and Xin’s Calligraphy and Calligraphy Garden.Haipeng hides his wings and reveals his articles.
Xia Qianqian Qianmen, coupled with the fragrance of cinnamon.Live and enjoy the beautiful scenery, the changes are wonderful.
The empty threshold faces the cold water, and Pinggao occupies the setting sun.The stream clouds steam the pillar base, and the mist moistens the clothes.
The dew leaves float on the book cover, and the wind flowers fall on the wine glass.Going back and forth takes advantage of the full moon to rejoice, and singing as a reward is a sign of busy spring.
The clan passed down Yong Mu, and the family was pampered.No one can reach high sentiments, but accumulation of good deeds has no energy.
Those who care about me have been away from their hometown for many years.When he returned home, he decided to rely on Yunfang.
One of the best poems for those who send peony
Su Shen of Song Dynasty
It is covered with 24 wind flowers, and the beauty and beauty blend into the hundred flowers in the palace.Give them green stems and pink pistils, and layer them with fresh flowers that are warm and fragrant.
Silence is like a poem about laughter and demonic annoyance, more beautiful than a charming girl.In the prime of life, I feel grateful for the spring, and the crispy fried rice is filled with Liyuan mud and sand.
Send Liu Juezhi to Shu
Song Yang Wanli
The rivers, east, west, lakes and north and south are thick with students in swan robes.Who doesn't speak of Yichuan? He is the first to know the source of this water.
Mr. Liu, a pure gentleman, sneered at the vulgar Confucians and tried to get away with it.In the dream, I saw Da Cheng and helped him sail the boat into Zhusi.
I married my husband and watched my son go to the carp court every day.My husband's life is from me, and the small window is short and the lights are bright.
We are all cold and hungry in the shabby alleys, but we know how big the sky is above our heads.Now I am sending my luggage to Daning, and I am casually putting away my books and traveling around the imperial city.
There is a roll of economic policy in the sleeve, and the nine tigers in the sky will not respond.When I came in the morning, I suddenly saw hairy hair, which made me look surprised and happy.
The wind and flowers have been separated for 20 years, how can they fly before the old eyes?After seeing each other for a few days and seeing each other again, I cannot bear to say the word "treasure".
I have a history in the west of the mountains and rivers, and I would like to send you my thoughts and seek refuge, but I will not send you my refuge.A poem about giving a gift and talking about borrowing and returning, a glass of wine under the stone city,
It is this growth and separation.
Mrs. Qi's Chu Dance Song
Don Leon
In the city of Dingtao is my concubine's family. I am twenty-eight years old and as beautiful as a flower.
The singing and dancing in the boudoir has not yet ended, and the world is full of dead people.
The King of Han was engaged in a campaign here, so he recommended people before he left the curtain.
The wind and flowers fell down the gate, and the clouds and rain returned to the palace.
The sun and the sunset are no longer in my old hometown, and I am chasing the king everywhere.
The boudoir door leads inward to the dream, and the silver candle greets the battlefield.
It is no different from duckweeds sent to deep water to follow each other's care and not to hire oneself.
In the battle, Zeng lost his position, and Suijun was trapped in a tight siege.
At this time, peace and harmony between Chu and Chu were restored, and Xianyang Palace reached Guanxi.
The bells and chimes are heard in the palace at night, and the drums and drums are remembered in autumn during the day.
The king's arbitrariness turned into a mistake, and Queen Lu was deeply jealous.
Unfortunately, the king's appearance and temples are declining, how long can we survive and care for each other?
The bones of the underworld cannot be repaid, and the hairpins and feathers of the birds will be gone from now on.
The king is singing and the concubine is dancing, and it is painful for both of us to look at each other.
Before the song ends, your sleeves are even more raised, and your tears are flowing, but your concubine's heart is broken.
It has been seen that the prince returned to Emperor Hui, leaving only his beloved son to pay for Zhou Chang.
Horizontal Blowing Songs·Breaking Willows
Tang Lu Zhaolin
The building is opened to the sky, and the willows in the garden are leaning on each other.
The chirping of birds indicates the passing of the year, and the change of patterns indicates the return of spring.
The dew leaves cry with suspicion, and the wind and flowers dance in disorder.
Panzhe chat will be sent, letters in the army are rare.
One of the best poems for those who send peony
Su Shen of Song Dynasty
It is covered with 24 wind flowers, and the beauty and beauty blend into the hundred flowers in the palace.Give them green stems and pink pistils, and layer them with fresh flowers that are warm and fragrant.
Silence is like a poem about laughter and demonic annoyance, more beautiful than a charming girl.In the prime of life, I feel grateful for the spring, and the crispy fried rice is filled with Liyuan mud and sand.
Send to Zhang Ziping
Song Dynasty Liu Zihui
Zhang Pingzi, an old man, was a wandering guest in this state.The clear bottle is like a companion, and the white hair does not know the sorrow.
Swift swallows enter through the curtain, and wind flowers float on the threshold.In the dream, whether the family is there or not, it is time to return home.
Send to Zhou Boning
Ming Liu Song
When will the river rain stop and the Huaiyun clouds fly away all day long?Who would have thought that after being separated for thousands of miles, we still return to our hometown.
The dew grass invades the chess game, and the wind and flowers fish on the rocks.On Nanpu, the mountains and rivers recall the splendor.
Wanglu Mountain
Song Li Gang
I have not seen the Lushan Mountain for many years, but I saw it from the river for the first time.The five old men, with their graceful bones and pale faces, look after me with joy and kindness.
Purple smoke floats on the top of the incense burner, and the Yinhan River can be seen from the waterfall in the distance.The clouds and fog rolls light up and disappear each other, changing suddenly without stopping.
But because of the dream, I am looking for Qiu gully, and the wind and flowers are like yesterday.Even if you really see it in a dream, it is good and not evil when you are not aware of the dream.
All my life's wishes have been fulfilled. I can travel to the mountain house with the sun and moon in my eyes.The blue shoes and stockings have been done for a long time, and the hundred-dollar stick is hanging on the stick to chat.
Fenghe Spring Tour Longmen Yingzhi
Tang Wu Sansi
The phoenix comes to the fragrant land, and the dragon's carriage is slightly green.
The star palace contains rain, and the moon palace contains spring glory.
Under the long rainbow in the blue stream, the carved beams return early.
The clouds are like floating treasure covers, and the stones are like flying clothes from the sky.
Dew grass invades the steps, and wind flowers fly around the mats.
As the sun sets, Chen enjoys the scenery, and the clear wind blows into the heavy air.
Send to Zhou Boning
Ming Liu Song
When will the river rain stop and the Huaiyun clouds fly away all day long?Who would have thought that after being separated for thousands of miles, we still return to our hometown.
The dew grass invades the chess game, and the wind and flowers fish on the rocks.On Nanpu, the mountains and rivers recall the splendor.
Fenghe Spring Tour Longmen Yingzhi
Tang Wu Sansi
The phoenix comes to the fragrant land, and the dragon's carriage is slightly green.
The star palace contains rain, and the moon palace contains spring glory.
Under the long rainbow in the blue stream, the carved beams return early.
The clouds are like floating treasure covers, and the stones are like flying clothes from the sky.
Dew grass invades the steps, and wind flowers fly around the mats.
As the sun sets, Chen enjoys the scenery, and the clear wind blows into the heavy air.
Cheung On Road
Mr. Sui Jiang
The green cover bears the light mist.The golden restraint shines brightly.The five princes are new to you.Qigui returned home early.
Boom boom on the purple road.The mortal world flies away.At sunset Yan Pingke.The wind blows the dancing clothes.
Folding willows·Promoting towers and opening doors to dawn
Tang Lu Zhaolin
The building is opened to the sky, and the willow trees are leaning on it.
The crow of the oriole tells us that the year has passed, and the change of the warbler tells us that spring has returned.
The dew leaves are filled with sorrow and the flowers are dancing in the wind.
Panzhe chat will be sent, the military news is sparse.
Zhiyi
Song Dynasty Ge Qigeng
There are ups and downs in the number of Qi, and the old man sees this principle alone.Reading people's clouds and trees can last for thousands of years, but the wind and flowers only last for a moment.
The chessboard in Vanity Fair is constantly changing, and right and wrong are in danger.In the end, he loses to the old man in the mountains, who enjoys plowing and hoeing without knowing the difference.
In front of the west hall, the old pine tree looks like a canopy or a cloud. It is a pine tree that produces Poria cocos.
Song Li Shi
Where does Master come from? The most painful thing is his shoulders.One end carries Sanskrit scriptures, and the other carries a loving mother.
So far, there are pines on the river, and the east and west look up and down.How can this pine be sentimental? It touches the top of its head to remember the words of the Buddha.
The pine roots are white-clothed fairies, which spit out auspicious light day and night.In the purple sky, a hidden dragon makes a thunderstorm.
I came to understand the front edge, and my father’s fingers were blocked.The wind and flowers are just a few seats, and the grass and grass follow the steps.
Plant a small business again, and hold the steps and feet of soil together.He was eighteen years old and was the first ancestor of this place.
(End of this chapter)
寒食
Don Dufu
On Hanshijiangcun Road, wind and flowers are flying high and low.
The smoke from the pavilion is light and soft, and the bamboo sun is shining quietly.
Tian's father wants everyone to go, but the neighbors are making trouble.
The land has lost all acquaintances, and the chickens and dogs have forgotten their return.
spring night
Tang·Yu Shinan
Chunyuan returns to the moon, and the bamboo hall opens at night.
Frightened birds line the forest, and wind and flowers come across the water.
Xijiang Moon · Presenting Zihua at the Banquet
Song Hanwei
When we were young, we were together under the forest, and when we were old, we were together in front of you.The wind and flowers dance on a sunny day.Green Ant’s new floating wine noodles.
The false reputation outside the body is telegraphed, and the urgent scene in the world is passed on.Don't hesitate to listen to Zhu Xian at the banquet.The first product returns strong.
Stealing the Sound of Magnolia·Xianlu Diao
Song·Zhang Xian
The painted bridge reflects the Hengtang Road.The flowing water flows away together in spring.Watching the remaining light.Swallows fly high and butterflies fly opposite each other.
All the wind and flowers will be sent away with the cup.The past is just a dream at night.Mo Geng went upstairs.Sitting and thinking while walking is already a sorrow.
Ticuiyue Pavilion
Song Dynasty Song Qi
The lush trees intersect with the pavilion, and the ground is clean of dust. The river is bright and wild, looking forward to the new.The fish and birds are all happy when the guests come, and spring comes in the dream of the pond.
When there are traces of smoke and bamboo, they blow against the door, and the wind and flowers float unintentionally.The guest behind the scenes back then is now pursuing hatred, not sharing the drunken towel on the shore of the mountain.
Seventeenth Day and Yuanfu Fenghua Puppet Book
Song Dynasty Mei Yaochen
The wind flowers don't care about the branches, they take off their calyxes and fly around randomly.Self-teaching snow in the air, I would rather wear the same clothes.I circled around the courtyard for a long time without finding anything, and the birds were vying for the title of where to go.
He Qingting Jiang Shengqian wine color wealth charm
Li Zengbo of Song Dynasty
The flowers fall in the wind and are red in spring, and the frost-covered bamboos stand proud in the cold weather.He wanted to praise Si and smile, but he didn't know that the people in Zhou Dynasty were crying.
The white hair is sad in the pear orchard, and the fragrant grass is sad in the golden valley.There is no sound in the mulberry trees, which disturbs my apricot altar.
Tiyimen Hu's Hualin Academy
Song Wu Shu
At the foot of Gaoyin Fairy Mountain, there is a thatched cottage next to the mountain.When I am young, I am happy with the stone water, but I am willing to play too much.
The bamboo path leads to Ji Ruan, and Yuliang gathers at Huizhuang.The thesis explores the extreme and pursues the ancient and inherited fragrance.
Shen Yi’s Poetry and Calligraphy Garden, and Xin’s Calligraphy and Calligraphy Garden.Haipeng hides his wings and reveals his articles.
Xia Qianqian Qianmen, coupled with the fragrance of cinnamon.Live and enjoy the beautiful scenery, the changes are wonderful.
The empty threshold faces the cold water, and Pinggao occupies the setting sun.The stream clouds steam the pillar base, and the mist moistens the clothes.
The dew leaves float on the book cover, and the wind flowers fall on the wine glass.Going back and forth takes advantage of the full moon to rejoice, and singing as a reward is a sign of busy spring.
The clan passed down Yong Mu, and the family was pampered.No one can reach high sentiments, but accumulation of good deeds has no energy.
Those who care about me have been away from their hometown for many years.When he returned home, he decided to rely on Yunfang.
One of the best poems for those who send peony
Su Shen of Song Dynasty
It is covered with 24 wind flowers, and the beauty and beauty blend into the hundred flowers in the palace.Give them green stems and pink pistils, and layer them with fresh flowers that are warm and fragrant.
Silence is like a poem about laughter and demonic annoyance, more beautiful than a charming girl.In the prime of life, I feel grateful for the spring, and the crispy fried rice is filled with Liyuan mud and sand.
Send Liu Juezhi to Shu
Song Yang Wanli
The rivers, east, west, lakes and north and south are thick with students in swan robes.Who doesn't speak of Yichuan? He is the first to know the source of this water.
Mr. Liu, a pure gentleman, sneered at the vulgar Confucians and tried to get away with it.In the dream, I saw Da Cheng and helped him sail the boat into Zhusi.
I married my husband and watched my son go to the carp court every day.My husband's life is from me, and the small window is short and the lights are bright.
We are all cold and hungry in the shabby alleys, but we know how big the sky is above our heads.Now I am sending my luggage to Daning, and I am casually putting away my books and traveling around the imperial city.
There is a roll of economic policy in the sleeve, and the nine tigers in the sky will not respond.When I came in the morning, I suddenly saw hairy hair, which made me look surprised and happy.
The wind and flowers have been separated for 20 years, how can they fly before the old eyes?After seeing each other for a few days and seeing each other again, I cannot bear to say the word "treasure".
I have a history in the west of the mountains and rivers, and I would like to send you my thoughts and seek refuge, but I will not send you my refuge.A poem about giving a gift and talking about borrowing and returning, a glass of wine under the stone city,
It is this growth and separation.
Mrs. Qi's Chu Dance Song
Don Leon
In the city of Dingtao is my concubine's family. I am twenty-eight years old and as beautiful as a flower.
The singing and dancing in the boudoir has not yet ended, and the world is full of dead people.
The King of Han was engaged in a campaign here, so he recommended people before he left the curtain.
The wind and flowers fell down the gate, and the clouds and rain returned to the palace.
The sun and the sunset are no longer in my old hometown, and I am chasing the king everywhere.
The boudoir door leads inward to the dream, and the silver candle greets the battlefield.
It is no different from duckweeds sent to deep water to follow each other's care and not to hire oneself.
In the battle, Zeng lost his position, and Suijun was trapped in a tight siege.
At this time, peace and harmony between Chu and Chu were restored, and Xianyang Palace reached Guanxi.
The bells and chimes are heard in the palace at night, and the drums and drums are remembered in autumn during the day.
The king's arbitrariness turned into a mistake, and Queen Lu was deeply jealous.
Unfortunately, the king's appearance and temples are declining, how long can we survive and care for each other?
The bones of the underworld cannot be repaid, and the hairpins and feathers of the birds will be gone from now on.
The king is singing and the concubine is dancing, and it is painful for both of us to look at each other.
Before the song ends, your sleeves are even more raised, and your tears are flowing, but your concubine's heart is broken.
It has been seen that the prince returned to Emperor Hui, leaving only his beloved son to pay for Zhou Chang.
Horizontal Blowing Songs·Breaking Willows
Tang Lu Zhaolin
The building is opened to the sky, and the willows in the garden are leaning on each other.
The chirping of birds indicates the passing of the year, and the change of patterns indicates the return of spring.
The dew leaves cry with suspicion, and the wind and flowers dance in disorder.
Panzhe chat will be sent, letters in the army are rare.
One of the best poems for those who send peony
Su Shen of Song Dynasty
It is covered with 24 wind flowers, and the beauty and beauty blend into the hundred flowers in the palace.Give them green stems and pink pistils, and layer them with fresh flowers that are warm and fragrant.
Silence is like a poem about laughter and demonic annoyance, more beautiful than a charming girl.In the prime of life, I feel grateful for the spring, and the crispy fried rice is filled with Liyuan mud and sand.
Send to Zhang Ziping
Song Dynasty Liu Zihui
Zhang Pingzi, an old man, was a wandering guest in this state.The clear bottle is like a companion, and the white hair does not know the sorrow.
Swift swallows enter through the curtain, and wind flowers float on the threshold.In the dream, whether the family is there or not, it is time to return home.
Send to Zhou Boning
Ming Liu Song
When will the river rain stop and the Huaiyun clouds fly away all day long?Who would have thought that after being separated for thousands of miles, we still return to our hometown.
The dew grass invades the chess game, and the wind and flowers fish on the rocks.On Nanpu, the mountains and rivers recall the splendor.
Wanglu Mountain
Song Li Gang
I have not seen the Lushan Mountain for many years, but I saw it from the river for the first time.The five old men, with their graceful bones and pale faces, look after me with joy and kindness.
Purple smoke floats on the top of the incense burner, and the Yinhan River can be seen from the waterfall in the distance.The clouds and fog rolls light up and disappear each other, changing suddenly without stopping.
But because of the dream, I am looking for Qiu gully, and the wind and flowers are like yesterday.Even if you really see it in a dream, it is good and not evil when you are not aware of the dream.
All my life's wishes have been fulfilled. I can travel to the mountain house with the sun and moon in my eyes.The blue shoes and stockings have been done for a long time, and the hundred-dollar stick is hanging on the stick to chat.
Fenghe Spring Tour Longmen Yingzhi
Tang Wu Sansi
The phoenix comes to the fragrant land, and the dragon's carriage is slightly green.
The star palace contains rain, and the moon palace contains spring glory.
Under the long rainbow in the blue stream, the carved beams return early.
The clouds are like floating treasure covers, and the stones are like flying clothes from the sky.
Dew grass invades the steps, and wind flowers fly around the mats.
As the sun sets, Chen enjoys the scenery, and the clear wind blows into the heavy air.
Send to Zhou Boning
Ming Liu Song
When will the river rain stop and the Huaiyun clouds fly away all day long?Who would have thought that after being separated for thousands of miles, we still return to our hometown.
The dew grass invades the chess game, and the wind and flowers fish on the rocks.On Nanpu, the mountains and rivers recall the splendor.
Fenghe Spring Tour Longmen Yingzhi
Tang Wu Sansi
The phoenix comes to the fragrant land, and the dragon's carriage is slightly green.
The star palace contains rain, and the moon palace contains spring glory.
Under the long rainbow in the blue stream, the carved beams return early.
The clouds are like floating treasure covers, and the stones are like flying clothes from the sky.
Dew grass invades the steps, and wind flowers fly around the mats.
As the sun sets, Chen enjoys the scenery, and the clear wind blows into the heavy air.
Cheung On Road
Mr. Sui Jiang
The green cover bears the light mist.The golden restraint shines brightly.The five princes are new to you.Qigui returned home early.
Boom boom on the purple road.The mortal world flies away.At sunset Yan Pingke.The wind blows the dancing clothes.
Folding willows·Promoting towers and opening doors to dawn
Tang Lu Zhaolin
The building is opened to the sky, and the willow trees are leaning on it.
The crow of the oriole tells us that the year has passed, and the change of the warbler tells us that spring has returned.
The dew leaves are filled with sorrow and the flowers are dancing in the wind.
Panzhe chat will be sent, the military news is sparse.
Zhiyi
Song Dynasty Ge Qigeng
There are ups and downs in the number of Qi, and the old man sees this principle alone.Reading people's clouds and trees can last for thousands of years, but the wind and flowers only last for a moment.
The chessboard in Vanity Fair is constantly changing, and right and wrong are in danger.In the end, he loses to the old man in the mountains, who enjoys plowing and hoeing without knowing the difference.
In front of the west hall, the old pine tree looks like a canopy or a cloud. It is a pine tree that produces Poria cocos.
Song Li Shi
Where does Master come from? The most painful thing is his shoulders.One end carries Sanskrit scriptures, and the other carries a loving mother.
So far, there are pines on the river, and the east and west look up and down.How can this pine be sentimental? It touches the top of its head to remember the words of the Buddha.
The pine roots are white-clothed fairies, which spit out auspicious light day and night.In the purple sky, a hidden dragon makes a thunderstorm.
I came to understand the front edge, and my father’s fingers were blocked.The wind and flowers are just a few seats, and the grass and grass follow the steps.
Plant a small business again, and hold the steps and feet of soil together.He was eighteen years old and was the first ancestor of this place.
(End of this chapter)
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