Seeking harmony and having a taste in the world is a similar sentence to Qinghuan

The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and it made people haggard for Yi. Liu Yong's "Fengqiwu" is a close contract between life and death, and Zicheng said. Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son. If the two feelings of the anonymous "Book of Poetry, Wind and Drumming" are long, how can they be in the morning and twilight. Qin Guan "Queqiao Immortal".

Enter my lovesick door, know that I am lovesick, long-term lovesickness, long-term memory, and short-term lovesickness are infinite. Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" was once difficult to turn into water, but Wushan is not a cloud. Yuan Zhen's "Five Songs of Thought".

Ask the world, what is love, and teach life and death. Yuan Hao asked "Touching the Fish".

There are thousands of lovesickness, and there is no arrangement in the world. Li Guan's "Butterfly Loves Flowers".

The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever. Bai Juyi's "Song of Long Hatred".

Life is a lover, and this hatred is not about the wind and the moon. Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Mansion Spring".

This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even if there are thousands of styles, who to talk to. Liu Yong's "Yulin Bell" only hopes that your heart will be like my heart, and I will live up to my lovesickness. Li Zhiyi's "Fortune Operator" is independent, and the swifts are flying. Yan Jidao "Linjiang Immortal Two Songs".

Affectionate parting since ancient times. Even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival. Liu Yong's "Yulin Bell".

Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Su Shi "Jiangchengzi".

Spring is as old as ever, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and silky. - Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix".

I was not born, and I was old. - The author is unknown...

If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. - Nalan Xingde's "Magnolia Flower Makes the Ancient Decisive Words".

The crowd looked for her thousands, and suddenly looked back, but the person was there, and the lights were dim. - Xin Qiji's "Qingyu Case: Yuan Xi".

As soon as Houmen entered the deep sea, Xiao Lang was a passer-by - Tang Cuijiao's "Gift".

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year. - Liu Xiyi, "Generations of Sorrowful Pulsatilla".

The gambling books were consumed with the fragrance of tea, which was only common at that time. - Nalan Xingde, "Huanxi Sha".

The capital is a good relationship between gold and jade, and I only think of the former alliance of wood and stone. The sky is opposite, and the mountains are full of crystal snow; Never forget, the lonely forest of the world. Cao Xueqin's "Lifelong Mistake".

Don't refuse to say that beautiful vow because it may change, and don't dare to ask for a heartfelt encounter because it may be separated. Xi Murong "Imprint".

How you meet me, in my most beautiful moments. For this, I have been praying before the Buddha for 500 years, begging him to let us have a relationship with the earth. Xi Murong "A Flowering Tree".

The taste of the world is Qinghuan, which means that the real taste of the world is just plain happiness.

From the Song Dynasty poet Su Shi's "Huanxi Sand, Drizzle and Slanting Wind as Xiaohan".

Original text: "Huanxi Sand, Drizzle and Slanting Wind as Dawn and Cold".

Song] Su Shi. The drizzle and the slanting wind make the dawn cold, and the light smoke is sparse and the willows are beautiful and the beach is clear. Entering Huai Qingluo is gradually long.

The snow foam milk flower floats in the afternoon cup, and the artemisia shoots try the spring plate. The taste of the world is refreshing.

Translation: Light rain and breeze make the weather cold, light fog and sparse trees make the beach beautiful, and the water potential of the Qingluo River, which enters the Huaishui, also increases.

Tea with white foam for lunch, and artemisia shoots for dishes, it turns out that what really tastes in the world is just plain happiness.

The taste of the world is Qinghuan, but the soft words come to the dream.

There is no next sentence. This sentence comes from Su Shi in the Song Dynasty "Huanxi Sand, Drizzle and Slanting Wind as Xiaohan".

Original text: The drizzle and the slanting wind make the dawn cold, and the light smoke is sparse and the willows are beautiful and clear. Entering Huai Qingluo is gradually long.

The snow foam milk flower floats in the afternoon cup, and the artemisia shoots try the spring plate. The taste of the world is refreshing.

Translation: The drizzle is slightly cold. The faint smoke and sparse willows make the beach even more charming after the first sunny days. The clear Luojian flows into the Huai River, and the water is vast and boundless.

Brew a cup of tea like snow foam and milk flowers, and taste the spring dish of green knotweed sprouts and artemisia shoots in the mountains. What really tastes in the world is light pleasure.

Huanxi sand, drizzle and slanting wind make dawn cold.

Song Dynasty: Su Shi.

On December 24, the seventh year of Yuanfeng, Uncle Liu Qian traveled from Sizhou to Nanshan in the drizzle and slanting wind, and the light smoke was sparse and the willows were beautiful and the beach was clear. Entering Huai Qingluo is gradually long.

The snow foam milk flower floats in the afternoon cup, and the artemisia shoots try the spring plate. The taste of the world is refreshing.

Huanxi sand, drizzle and slanting wind make dawn cold.

Author] Su Shi [Dynasty] Song Dynasty.

The drizzle and the slanting wind make the dawn cold. The light smoke is sparse and the willows are shining. Entering Huai Qingluo is gradually long.

The snow foam milk flower floats in the afternoon cup, and the artemisia shoots try the spring plate. The taste of the world is refreshing.

The previous sentence is "Snow foam milk flower floating afternoon cup, knotweed mushroom and artemisia bamboo shoots try spring plate".

Huanxi sand, drizzle and slanting wind make dawn cold.

Author] Su Shi [Dynasty] Song.

On December 24 of the seventh year of Yuanfeng, Uncle Liu Qian traveled to Nanshan from Sizhou.

The drizzle and the slanting wind make the dawn cold, and the light smoke is sparse and the willows are beautiful and the beach is clear. Entering Huai Qingluo is gradually long.

The snow foam milk flower floats in the afternoon cup, and the artemisia shoots try the spring plate. The taste of the world is refreshing.

On December 24, the seventh year of Yuanfeng, he visited Nanshan with Uncle Liu Qian of Sizhou.

In winter, the drizzle and slanting wind in the morning are slightly cold, and the faint smoke and sparse willows make the beach even more charming after the first sunny day. After Luojian enters Huai, the water potential is vast.

The milky white tea is accompanied by fresh emerald spring vegetables, and this picnic tastes really good. And what really tastes in the world is light pleasure.

The original poem is as follows:On December 24 of the seventh year of Yuanfeng, Uncle Liu Qian traveled to Nanshan from Sizhou.

The drizzle and the slanting wind make the dawn cold, and the light smoke is sparse and the willows are beautiful and the beach is clear. Entering Huai Qingluo is gradually long.

The snow foam milk flower floats in the afternoon cup, and the artemisia shoots try the spring plate. The taste of the world is refreshing.

Translation: The drizzle is slightly cold. The faint smoke and the sparse willow trees on the beach seem to be flattering to the beach after the sunny day. In front of Huai Qingluo, it seems to gradually flow and see the boundless. Good milky white tea with fresh wild vegetables.

What really tastes in the world is the light pleasure.

Source: Song Su Shi.

Huanxi sand, drizzle and slanting wind make dawn cold. Poetry appreciationThis poem is a god sect.

In the seventh year of Yuanfeng (1084), Su Shi went to Ruzhou.

On the way to the regimental training envoy in Ru County, Henan, he passed through Sizhou (now Si County, Anhui).

When he traveled to Nanshan with Uncle Liu Qian of Sizhou, Huaimu did what he did to sell. The upper part of the word writes about the scene of early spring, and the next part of the writer and his fellow travelers enjoy the flavor of a picnic with tea when they visit the mountains. The work is full of spring breath and full of vitality, reflecting the author's love for real life and the spirit of winning and enterprising.

In this poem, in the vivid picture of beautiful colors and open realms, it embodies the author's clear and elegant aesthetic taste and attitude to life, giving people the enjoyment of beauty and endless reverie.

There is no next sentence for this sentence because it is the last line of the poem. From Su Shi of the Northern Song Dynasty's "Huanxi Sha, Drizzle and Slanting Wind as Xiaohan": On December 24, the seventh year of Yuanfeng, Uncle Liu Qian traveled to Nanshan from Sizhou.

The drizzle and the slanting wind make the dawn cold, and the light smoke is sparse and the willows are beautiful and the beach is clear. Entering Huai Qingluo is gradually long. The snow foam milk flower floats in the afternoon cup, and the artemisia shoots try the spring plate.

The taste of the world is refreshing.

Appreciation:

This poem was written by Su Shi when he moved to Ruzhou four years after he belittled Huangzhou. In Shang Rong, the poet uses the technique of sketching to depict an elegant and dynamic ink painting-like scene: winter is full of spring, in the morning, drizzle and slanting wind, warm and cold, the light smoke and willow mist in the mountains are hazy, and the river is suddenly sunny and suddenly bright.

The shallow water flowing out of Luojian gradually becomes yellow and misty after entering the Huai River. Xia Rong expresses the poet's feelings about traveling to Nanshan: at noon, in the farmhouse of the mountain villa, make a cup of tea like a floating snow foam milk flower, taste the spring plate vegetarian dishes of tender green knotweed buds and artemisia shoots in the mountains, the mood is comfortable, and the most delicious thing in the world is this light joy.

The taste of the world is Qinghuan from Su Shi's pen, and the next sentence is not to make the golden bottle empty to the moon.