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You are the April day on earth – a praise of love.

I say you are the April day of the earth;

The sound of laughter lit up the winds on all sides;

Light and agile dance and change in the glory of spring. .

You are the clouds and smoke in the early April sky, the soft wind blowing in the dusk, and the stars are there.

Inadvertently flashed, drizzling rain fell in front of the flowers. .

That light, that graceful you are, Xianyan.

You wear the crown of a hundred flowers, you are.

Innocent, solemn, you are the full moon of the night. .

After the snow melts, the goose yellow, you like; Fresh.

The first bud of green, you are; Soft and joyful.

The water floats, you dream of looking forward to the white god of the word, and the mobile game is too void and only lotus. .

You are the blossom of a tree, a swallow.

Whispering between the beams,—— You are love, warmth, hope, you are the April day of the world!

Mother and child. The bitterness of love.

Mother and child. It's hard to know how to love.

Mother gives birth to child. The pain of love knows.

Mother's love Yu Qingbo is in a bad state.

The tiredness of love.

Poetry: Send Du Shaofu to Shuzhou.

Wang Bocheng Que Fu Sanqin, wind and smoke look at Wujin.

Parting with the king, the same is a eunuch.

There is a confidant in the sea, and the end of the world is like a neighbor.

Inaction is on the road, and the children are stained with scarves.

Quatrain: Takerikan.

Wang Wei sat alone in the secluded grate, playing the piano and howling.

People in the deep forest don't know, and the bright moon comes to take pictures.

Words: Jiangchengzi Mizhou hunting.

Su Shi's old man chatted about the madness of youth, the left led Huang, the right Qingcang, the brocade hat and mink Qiu, and the thousand horses rolled Pinggang.

In order to repay the city, follow the Taishou, shoot the tiger in person, and watch Sun Lang.

The wine is still open, and the temples are slightly frosty, so what's the matter. In the clouds, when will Feng Tang be sent?

Will hold the bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf.

Song: Tianjingsha Qiusi.

Ma Zhiyuan, withered vines, old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads and west wind thin horses.

The sun is setting, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world.

Modern Poetry: The Solidification of Me.

Here, in the international cocktail, I'm still a piece of ice that refuses to melt – always sub-zero cold.

and the hardness of the solid.

I was also very liquid.

I also love to flow, it is easy to boil, and I love to play with the slide of the rainbow.

But the sun in China is too far away from me.

I'm crystallized, transparent and hard, and I can't restore it automatically.

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Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng. Yuzhang Ancient County, Hongdu New Mansion. The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected to Henglu.

The three rivers and the five lakes are controlled, and the Ouyue is controlled. Wuhua Tianbao, the ruins of the dragon light shooting bull fight; Outstanding people, Xu Ru went down to Chen Fan's couch. Xiongzhou fog column, Juncai Xingchi.

At the turn of the summer of Taihuang Pillow, the guests and hosts enjoy the beauty of the southeast. The Yawang of the Governor of Yan Gong, the halberd is far away; Yuwen Xinzhou's Yifan, the curtain is temporarily stationed. Ten days off, winning friends like clouds; Thousands of miles to welcome, full of friends.

Teng Jiao Qifeng, the word sect of Master Meng; Purple Electric Green Frost, General Wang's arsenal. The family is slaughtered, the road is famous, how do the boys know, bow to the victory.

The time is September, and the order belongs to the third autumn. The water is exhausted and the cold pool is clear, and the smoke is condensed and the twilight is purple. Just ride on the road, visit the scenery in Chong'a.

The Changzhou of the emperor, the old museum of heaven and man. The floor is towering and green, and the sky is heavy; Flying Pavilion Xiangdan, next to the ground. Heting Zhu, the lingering of the poor island; Guidian Lan Palace, that is, the posture of the hills.

Draped embroidery, overhead carving: the mountains are wide and their eyes are open, and the rivers are shocking. Lu Yan pounced on the ground, and the bell rang Ding Food House; The ship's maze, the axis of the green finch and the yellow dragon.

The clouds are gone, and the color is bright. Luoxia and lonely birds fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky. The fishing boat sings at night, ringing on the shore of the poor Peng Li; The geese were frightened, and the sound broke the pool of Hengyang.

Far away, Yixing flying. Cool and breezy, slender song and white clouds. Suiyuan green bamboo, the bottle of Peng Ze; Yeshui Zhuhua, the pen of Linchuan.

Four beautiful tools, two dilemmas. Poor in the middle of the sky, extremely entertaining in the leisure day. The sky is high and the earth is high, and the universe is infinite; Happiness and sorrow come, and there are many things to know the void.

Looking at Chang'an in the sun, and seeing Wu will be in the clouds. The terrain is extremely deep in the south, and the heavenly pillar is high and the north is far away. It is difficult to cross the mountain, who is sad and lost the way; When the ditch and water meet, they are all guests from other places.

Emperor Huai is gone, what year is the Fengxuan room. Whew! Bad luck and bad fate; Feng Tang is easy to be old, and Li Guang is difficult to seal.

Qu Jiayi is in Changsha, not without a holy lord; Channeling Liang Hong in the sea song, is there no bright time. The gentleman who relied on saw the opportunity and knew his fate. When you are old and strong, you would rather move the heart of the white head; Poor and strong, do not fall into the ambition of the clouds.

Drink the greedy spring and feel refreshed, and enjoy each other when it dries up. Although the North Sea is credit, it can be picked up; The east corner has passed, and it is not too late for mulberry elm. Meng tastes noble and clean, and has spare time to serve the country; Ruan Ji is rampant, how can he cry at the end of the road!

Bo, a three-foot life, a scholar. There is no way to ask for help, waiting for the weak crown of the final army; There is a pen to throw, and the long wind of love is long. She hairpin wat in Bailing, Fengchen dusk in thousands of miles.

It is not the treasure tree of the Xie family, and it is the neighbor of the Meng family. He is getting more and more court, chattering with the carp; Now I hold it, and I like to trust the dragon gate. Yang Yi didn't meet, and he felt sorry for Lingyun; The bell period meets, and the flowing water is ashamed.

Alack! The resort is not frequent, and the feast is difficult again; The Orchid Pavilion has been erected, and the ruins of Zize Hill. Parting words, fortunate to be grateful to Wei Yuan; Ascending to the heights is what is expected of the public.

Dare to be contemptuous, respectful and short-term; Every word is given, and the four rhymes are complete. Please sprinkle the Pan River, each pour the land and the sea clouds!

"Young China" has momentum and makes people's hearts surge.

Haizi's "Spring Blossoms Facing the Sea" is catchy and more suitable.

Question 1: Flowers are not flowers.

The poem uses the rhetorical device of metaphor, because it is a series of metaphors.

Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog"Wrote about the (unpredictable) characteristics of dreams.

Come in the middle of the night and go in the morning"It points out the dream (ephemeral, difficult to last)."It seems that the spring tide is not long, and it seems that there is no place to find it"Write about the characteristics of dreams (beautiful but easily disillusioned).

Question 2: In ancient poems that express new feelings, we can often see a special writing technique of writing. The so-called antiphonal writing method is to make it clear that the protagonist has a move towards the other party, and the author does not describe it directly, but writes from the other party, expressing his deep feelings tactfully and implicitly.

For example, Du Fu's "Moonlit Night": Tonight, the moon in Luyuzhou is only watched alone. Pity the little children, and do not understand the memory of Chang'an.

The fragrant mist is wet, and the clear jade arm is cold. When will you lean on the false pretense and dry your tears? : Du Fu was homesick in Chang'an, and wrote this famous five-character poem.

At the beginning of the poem, the theme of the poet's longing for his relatives in Luzhou is pointed out. But the poet does not write directly from his own direction, but imagines the pen from the opposite side: tonight, Lu Zhou Yue, the boudoir only looks alone.

Write about the situation where his wife Mochizuki misses herself. The second couplet further sets off the loneliness of his wife through the children who have not yet reminisced about Chang'an. The third couplet turns the pen to describe the moving image of his wife for a long time under the moon from the imagination, which further reflects the deep affection of his wife who misses herself.

The couplet expresses the poet's desire to put an end to this lovesickness.

"Looking at Tianmen Mountain" Li Bai Tianmen Mountain is inseparable from the Yangtze River Near-body poems.

The Heavenly Market" Guo Moruo, The Heavenly Market, Close Poetry.

Silent Night Thoughts" Li Bai Five-character quatrain, near-body poem.

Jiang Xue. Dynasty: Tang Dynasty.

Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear.

Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.

Creek dwelling. Dynasty: Tang Dynasty.

I have been tired of the hairpin group for a long time, but fortunately I am in the south. Idly adjacent to the farm, it is like a mountain forester.

Xiao ploughing the dew grass, the night list rings the brook stone. Coming and going is not meeting people, and the long song Chu Tianbi.

It's all Xi Murong's.

A Blossoming Tree: How to Let You Meet Me . In my most beautiful moments.

Qilixiang: Our soul returns night after night, and when the breeze blows, it turns into a garden full of tulips and uncomplaining youth: at the moment of sudden retrospective, there is no resentful youth. There will be no regrets, such as the quiet moon on the hill.

Wild Wind: Let's meet too, and we will forget about each other.

Pick up a friend's book: What has failed is not only a late spring day. And it is not only you and my faces that have been forgotten?

Hope you're satisfied.