16 verses of ancient poems 5, 16 verses of ancient poems

The hermit who seeks the West Mountain is not met.

Qiu was the Tang Dynasty

The top is a mouth, straight up to thirty miles.

There are no servants in the custody, and there are only a few cases in the peep room.

If it is not a towel firewood car, it should be fishing autumn water.

The poor pool does not meet, and the sky is barely empty.

The grass is in the new rain, and the pine is in the evening window.

and Ziqi is secluded, self-sufficient.

Although there is no idea, it is quite pure.

If you go down the mountain, why wait for the son.

Translation: There was a hut on the top of a high mountain, and it was thirty miles up from the bottom of the mountain.

There was no sound of the child servant answering the question, and there was only a table and a coffee table in the room.

The owner is not going out in a towel cart, but must have gone fishing in the autumn water Bitan.

missed the opportunity to meet him, and lost his courtesy admiration.

How verdant the grass was in the fresh rain, and the evening breeze sent the sound of pine waves into the window.

This tranquil environment is very suitable for my Yaxing, which is enough to cleanse my body, mind and ears.

Although I have not yet spoken to my master, I have already realized the truth of purity.

When you have fun and go down the mountain satisfied, why do you have to get together with this hermit.

Han Dynasty poet Zhuo Wenjun's "Baitou Yin".

It is as white as snow on the mountain, and as bright as the moon between the clouds.

Wen Jun has two intentions, so he decided to break up.

Today's wine fight, tomorrow's ditch head.

On the ditch, the ditch water flows from east to west.

Sad and miserable, there is no need to cry when you get married.

I wish to have one heart, and the white head will not be separated.

The bamboo pole is curling, and the fish tail is so curling!

Men are heavy-minded, why use money knives!

Su Dongpo's "Jiangchengzi: Ten Years of Life and Death".

Ten years of life and death. Don't think about it, it's unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation.

Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost. Come and dream at night. Xiao Xuan window, dressing.

There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short pine gang.

Ding Du protects the song. Yunyang went to conquer, and the two sides of the strait were businessmen.

When Wu Niu gasped for the moon, the tugboat was so painful.

The water is turbid and undrinkable, and the pot pulp is half soiled.

When I sang the song of supervision, my heart was like rain.

Ten thousand people are panshi, and there is no way to reach Jianghu.

You look at Shi Mangdang and hide your tears and sorrow for eternity.

Author]: Li Bai [Dynasty]: Tang [Genre]: Yuefu.

1, "Butterfly Loves Flowers, Leaning on the Dangerous Building" Song Liuyong.

Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is gloomy. In the afterglow of the grass-colored smoke, there is no one who will rely on his will.

I plan to get drunk with a crazy picture, and I sing about wine, and I have no taste for it. The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and it made people haggard for Yi.

2, "Butterfly Love Flowers, Spring Scene" Song Su Shi.

The flowers fade and the red green apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water surrounds. There is little willow blowing on the branches. There is no grass at the end of the world!

Swing inside the wall, outside the wall. Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful people laugh inside the wall. The laughter faded into silence. Amorous but ruthlessly annoyed.

3, "Butterfly Love Flowers, Courtyard Deep and Deep" Song Ouyang Xiu.

The courtyard is a little deeper, the willows are piled up with smoke, and the curtains are not repeated. Yule carved saddle tour smelter, the height of the building does not see Zhangtai Road.

The rain and wind are wild in March twilight, the door is covered at dusk, and there is no plan to stay in spring. Tearful eyes asked Huahua silently, and the red flew over the swing.

"Seven Steps Poem" Cao Zhi.

Boiled beans are held to make soup, soaked beans are juiced, burned under the kettle, beans are weeping in the kettle, this is born from the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other?

Fisherman Liu Zongyuan.

The fisherman stayed in the west rock at night, and Xiao Ji Qingxiang burned Chu bamboo.

The cigarette is sold at sunrise and no one is seen, alas, it is a green landscape.

Looking back at the middle stream of the sky, there are no clouds chasing each other on the rocks.

Farewell to Jinling Wine Shop".

The wind blows the willow flowers all over the store, and Wu Ji presses the wine to call the guests to taste.

The children of Jinling came to send each other, and they wanted to do their best.

Please try to ask the east flowing water, don't care who is short or long.

1, "The Wanderer's Yin" Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao.

Original text: The line in the hands of the loving mother, the shirt of the wandering son. Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late. Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs.

Vernacular interpretation: A loving mother uses the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her son who has traveled far away. Before leaving, a stitch was tightly sewn, afraid that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who dares to say that the weak filial piety of children like Xiaocao can repay the kindness of a mother like Chunhui Puze?

2, "Farewell to Jinling Wine Shop" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai.

Original text: The wind blows and laughs at the willow flowers all over the store, and Wu Ji presses the wine to call the guests to taste. The children of Jinling came to send each other, and they wanted to sell their own lines. Please try to ask the east flowing water, don't care who is short or long.

Vernacular interpretation: The spring breeze blows the catkins, the hotel is full of fragrance, and the maid holds out the wine and persuades me to taste it carefully. Young friends from Jinling rushed to see each other off. If you want to go or stay, you can drink joys and sorrows. May you ask the eastward flowing river, farewell love or flowing water, which is more long-term?

3, "Seven Steps Poem" Two Hans: Cao Zhi.

Original text: Boiled beans are held as soup, and soaked beans are used as juice. The beans are burning under the kettle, and the beans are crying in the kettle. This is born from the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other?

Vernacular interpretation: The beans are boiling in the pot to filter out the residue of the beans and leave the bean juice for soup. The bean stalks are burning under the pot, and the beans are crying inside the pot. Beans and bean straw originally grew from the same root, how could bean straw be so urgent to torment beans!

4, "Fisherman" Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan.

Original text: The fisherman stays in the west rock at night, and Xiaoji Qingxiang burns Chu bamboo. The cigarette is sold at sunrise and no one is seen, and the landscape is green. Looking back at the middle stream of the sky, there are no clouds chasing each other on the rocks.

Vernacular interpretation: The fisherman rests on the West Mountain at night, absorbs the clear Hunan water in the morning, and cooks with Chu bamboo as firewood. When the sun came out, the clouds and mist dissipated, and there was no human figure, and the sound of swaying oars came from the turquoise landscape.

Looking back, the fishing boats were already drifting down in the sky, and the white clouds on the mountains were floating at will, chasing each other.

5, "Midnight Wu Song, Autumn Song" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai.

Original text: Chang'an is a month, and thousands of households stop to tease clothes. The autumn wind blows endlessly, and it is always a jade relationship. He Riping Hulu, the beloved man went on an expedition.

Vernacular interpretation: There is a moonlight in Chang'an City, and thousands of households are pounding clothes. The autumn wind blows the sound of pounding clothes, and every family misses the people on the border. When will the border war be quelled and my husband end the expedition.