Find a beautiful poem with a sense of meaning

I think the most beautiful one is Li Yu's "Poppy Beauty", no one can surpass it, not Li Du, I am on the wall of the classroom, on the desk, on the title page of the girl's notebook ......I have seen it in many places, how many people like it and love it, and the artistic conception it represents has transcended reality and shattered the void.

When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and how much do you know about the past. Xiaolou had another east wind last night, so the country could not afford to look back at the moonlight.

The carved fence and jade masonry should still be there, but the face has changed. Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

There is also Li Shangyin, he has a lot of famous sentences, I appreciate his thinking, he is very jumpy, like me, there is some chaos, but this chaos is very beautiful.

Jin Se Jin Se gratuitously fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring.

There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking.

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time.

If you want to say the famous sentence, my favorite is:

Tang Yuanzhi in "Five Songs of Separation from Thought: The Fourth".

Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud.

There are many more, but in my mind's eye, they stand back.

Will be incorporated. You don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and you will not stop.

A song with you, please listen to it for me.

The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time.

The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years.

What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman.

Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see Nanshan!

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream!

The moonrise frightens the mountain birds, and the spring stream is singing! There are many, many good poems! See how you experience it!

The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together.

Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river!

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight flowers and forests are like hail;

The frost in the air does not fly, and the white sand on the Ting cannot be seen.

Jiangtian is colorless and dustless, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky.

Who first saw the moon on the riverside?

When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year?

Life has been infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue looks similar every year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.

The white clouds are gone, and the green maple is not worried.

Who's going to be in the boat tonight?

Where is Acacia Moon Tower?

Poor upstairs wandering for the moon, should be taken away from the makeup mirror.

The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the anvil is still here.

At this time, we don't hear each other, and we are willing to shine on you month by month.

The wild goose flies for a long time, and the fish and dragon dive into the water.

Last night, the dream of the idle pool fell, and the poor spring did not return home.

The river flows to the end of spring, and the moon falls in the river and the lake slopes westward.

The oblique moon sinks into the sea fog, and the stone Xiaoxiang has an infinite road.

I don't know how many people will return to the moon, and the falling moon will shake the river trees.

Qu Yuan's poems, if you can read them.

Send the king nameless.

Don't dare to borrow wings.

Ask the book to persuade the king to return.

But the resignation of the mountains and the sea.

White plums are planted under the hedge.

Every snowflake falls.

Plum blossoms are also flying.

No more clever people.

Able to recognize plum in the snow.

The poems with beautiful artistic conception are as follows:

1. A snow plant in the melancholy east column, life can be seen clearly. - Su Shi of the Song Dynasty "Donglan Pear Blossom".

Translation: My heart is melancholy, just like the pear blossom as white as snow in the east column, living in the world and purifying itself, how thorough and clear I see this complicated worldly life.

2. Qing Se complains about the night, winds and rains and mourns. ——Wei Zhuang, "Zhangtai Night Thoughts".

Translation: The mournful sound of sorrow in the long night; And along with this mournful music, there is the sound of wind and rain in the autumn night.

3. Even the rain does not know the spring, and the summer is deep when it is sunny. - Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty "Xiqing".

Translation: After many days of rain and rain, I didn't know that spring had already returned, and the weather cleared up to realize that it was the height of summer.

4. I want to find my way through flowers, go straight into the depths of the white clouds, and show the rainbow. ——Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty "Water Tune Song Tou Tour".

Translation: I wanted to find a way out through the flowers, but I walked into the depths of the white clouds, and the top of the rainbow showed its mightiness.

5. The clouds are sinking at the beginning of the day, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of buildings. ——Xu Hun, "Evening View of the West Building of Xianyang City".

Translation: The dark clouds by the stream have just floated on the edge of the stream, the sunset has sunk behind the pavilion, the mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of wind.

As follows:

The moon is dark and you see the fishing lantern, and the lonely light is a little firefly. The breeze is full of stars. —From the Qing Dynasty Cha Shen Xing's "What I See in the Book of Boat Nights".

In the Huangmei season, it rains at home, and the grass pond is full of frogs. There is an appointment not to come for the night and a half, and the chess pieces are knocked on the lanterns. —From Zhao Shixiu's "The Guest" of the Song Dynasty

Far up the cold mountain stone path slope, Baiyunsheng has a home. Parking sits in love with the maple forest in the evening, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. —From Du Mu's "Mountain Walk" in the Tang Dynasty

The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win and there are countless people in the world. Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, endure the return of the Magpie Bridge! If the two love for a long time, how can they be there, morning and twilight? —From the Song Dynasty Qin Guan's "Queqiao Immortal Xianyun Trick".

Jin Se gratuitously fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian. Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring. There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking. This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time. —From Li Shangyin's "Jin Se" in the Tang Dynasty

1.The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon. ——Lin Kui, "Little Plum in the Mountain Garden: Part I".

2.The wind moves the curtain warmly, and the dew is slightly condensed and the pillow is cool. ——Bai Juyi, "Spring, Early Autumn, Because of the Times, and Send Li Shilang in Eastern Zhejiang".

3.The pear blossoms are full of fragrant snow, and the high-rise buildings are quiet at night. - Mao Xizhen, "Bodhisattva Man".

4.Dihua autumn, Xiaoxiang night, orange island scenery such as a screen painting. ——Li Xun, "Fisherman's Song, Dihua Autumn".

5.On the night of March and Five, the bright moon is half a wall, the laurel shadow is mottled, the wind moves and the shadow moves, and Shanshan is lovely. - Gui Youguang's "Xiang Zhixuan Zhi".

1. Life is empty, and there is nowhere to find the broken soul. - Li Zhiyi's "Tasha Xing".

Second, the river will be more sorrowful, and the vast sky is far away. - Qu Dajun's "Magpie Treading Branches".

3. Yanran shakes, and the cold incense flies on the verses. - Jiang Kui, "Nian Nujiao".

Fourth, dreams are difficult to come true, and hatred is difficult to peace. Don't worry about people don't like to hear, the empty steps drip to the light. - Wan Qianyong "Sauvignon Blanc".

The water is cold and the river is quiet, full of green mountains, and the moon returns. - Huang Tingjian, "Appeal to the Heart".

The smoke and water are vast, and the sun is twilight for thousands of miles. Mountains are innumerable. Red as rain. - Qin Guan's "Dotted Lips and Peach Spring".

In the dream, the half-bed is oblique and the moon is oblique, and the wind in the small window touches the piano. - Wei Zhuang "Qingping Le, Wild Flowers and Grass".

The night moon is a dream, and the spring breeze is tender.

Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked.

returned a bowl of ruthless tears, hating to meet when it was not shaved.

There is: autumn twilight in the mountain house.

Wang Wei Tang Dynasty

After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream!

The bamboo noise returns to the Huannu, and the lotus moves the fishing boat.

Feel free to rest in spring, and the kings and grandchildren can stay.

The bright moon is not a branch of the magpie, the breeze chirps cicadas in the middle of the night, the fragrance of rice flowers says a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard.

After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream!

After a cool autumn rain, the air is washed with great clarity, the moon shines white moonlight from the pine trees, and the clear spring water rushes through the rocks.

It may be difficult to see such a wonderful scene in modern life, but when it rains, open the window, smell the fragrance of the earth outside, and watch the green leaves and safflower washed bright and bright by the rain, isn't it very wonderful?

Hello, the poems with beautiful artistic conception are:

If you don't fall asick in your life, you will be lovesick, and you will be lovesick. - Xu Zaisi, "Laurel Order".

A flower is a world, a leaf is the same, a sand is a bliss, a smile is a dust.

When do you know when you will see each other? It's hard to feel the night at this point. - Li Bai, "Three Five Seven Words".

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

The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and it made people haggard for Yi. - Liu Yong, "Feng Qi Wu".

In ancient China, there were many poems, and they were either passionate; or tragic; Or graceful, or bold, let's enjoy these meaningful verses together.

1. The crowd looked for him, and suddenly looked back, but the person was there, and the lights were dim.

2. Cutting constantly, sorting is still messy, and it is sorrowful. Don't be a general taste, in the heart.

3. The still water flows deeply, and the vicissitudes of life are singing; Three lives are cloudy and sunny, and once there are joys and sorrows.

4. Like a beautiful flower, like a flowing year, you can go back to the past, but you can't go back to the beginning.

5. Fenghua is a finger of quicksand, and old age is a period of time.

6. I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

7. I am young, and I am overwhelmed.

8. Life in the world is like a white horse over the knee, and suddenly.

9. In that life, turning mountains and rivers and turning pagodas, not to cultivate the next life, but to meet you on the way.

10, peach and plum can be sent again next year, who does the boudoir know next year?

1. I was not born, and I am old. You hate me for being late, and I hate you for being early.

2. If I have gray hair and a twilight face, will you still be like this, hold my hands and be gentle with the world.

3. Flowers bloom in two lives, and life is between Buddha and demons.

4, I want to live in the world, but I have no place at all; Look at all kinds of red and purple, and turn into gray after the eyes.

5. People will meet two people in their life, one is amazing and the other is gentle.

6, exquisite dice An red beans, into the bone lovesickness do not know.

7, the heart is slightly moving, but the love is far away, things are not, people are not, everything is not, and the past cannot be repeated.

8. When we knew each other, there was no response, and the empty sigh was like flowing water.

9. If you give me a hosta, I will give you long hair. Wash away the lead, and from then on, the end of the day.

10. Don't be shocked by the humiliation, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; Go and stay unintentionally, looking at the sky and clouds.

The poems of the ancient calendar with a very beautiful artistic conception are as follows:

1. The drizzle is wet and streamer, and the grass grows with hatred every year. The smoke lock Fenglou is infinite and boundless. Luan mirror and mandarin duck two broken intestines.

The soul dream is melodious, and he sleeps on the Yang Huaman embroidery bed. Bo is not half-hidden, the sun is slanting. Bear you a few lines of tears.

Feng Yanji, "Nanxiangzi Drizzle Wet Streamer".

2. The hundred-foot Zhu Lou is on the avenue. There is light thunder outside the building, and it is always dark and dawning. Leaning on the Gangan man alone.

There are many pedestrians in the leisure, and the pedestrians are small. A car of dust grew trees. Mo went upstairs, and they all grew old in the dust.

The west wind blew and the rain came in the thin evening. The Ming Dynasty was again wounded. ——Wang Guowei "Butterfly Love Flowers, 100-foot Zhulou Lindao".

3, the first rotten talk about the evening jackdaws are sad. The willow pond is new and green but gentle. If there is no hatred in the eyes of the church, you don't believe that there is a white head in the world.

The intestines are broken, and the tears are hard to collect. Acacia returned to the Little Red Mansion. Affection has been cut off by the mountain, and it is not free to rely on the trunk.

Song Xin abandoned the disease "Partridge Day, Evening Jackdaws are Sad".

4. Leaning on the Danger Pavilion. Hate is like grass, and the buds are alive. After reading the green skull outside the willow, the red coat by the waterside was divided, and he was secretly shocked.

Unprovoked Heaven and Grace. The night moon is a dream, and the spring breeze is tender. How can I be reminded, the joy gradually follows the flowing water, the sound of the strings is broken, the emerald fragrance is reduced, and the pieces of flying flowers are late, and the rain is cloudy.

Positive pinning. The oriole cried a few more times. - Song Qinguan, "Eighty-six Sons, Yiwei Pavilion".

5. Don't come to the half-year-old sound book, an inch away from the intestines. It's hard to see, it's easy to say goodbye, and it's like snow. Dark lovesickness, nowhere to say, melancholy night to smoke and moon. Thinking about this time, tears stained red sleeves. ——Tang Weizhuang, "Ying Tianchang, Don't Come to Half a Year Old Sound Book".

6. The plum remnants in the waiting hall are thin, and the willows on the river bridge are thin. The grass lavender wind warmly shakes the reins. The sorrow is gradually moving away and endless, and the distance is constantly like spring water.

Inch by inch soft intestines, full of tears. The height of the building is not close to the danger. At the end of Pingwu is Spring Mountain, and pedestrians are even outside Spring Mountain.

Song Ouyang Xiu's "Tasha Xing, Waiting for the Plum Remnant".

7. It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless. The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns to ash and tears begin to dry. Xiaojing but the clouds and temples have changed, and the night chant should feel the cold moonlight. There is no way to go to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent to visit. ——Li Shangyin, "No One Touches the Problem".

8. After the new rain in the empty mountain, the weather is late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream! The bamboo noise returns to the Huannu, and the lotus moves the fishing boat. Feel free to rest in spring, and the kings and grandchildren can stay. ——Wang Wei, "Autumn Evening in the Mountain House".

The beautiful verses are as follows:

1.There are no tombs in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the thunder and earthquakes in winter, the rain and snow in summer, the heaven and the earth are combined, and you dare to be with you!

2.Singing all the new words, the red glow reflects the trees and partridges.

3.I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. Every day, I don't see you, and I drink the water of the Yangtze River.

4.If you want to send color notes and rulers, you know where the mountains and rivers are.

5.Yijun's heart is like the water of the West River, flowing east day and night.

6.The fish sinks and the geese go to the end of the world, and I believe that the world is parting with suffering.

7.I was not born, and I was old. You hate me for being late, and I hate you for being early.

8.Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said. Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

9.I don't know that my soul is broken, and there are dreams with me. Except for the moon on the horizon, no one knows.

10.A flower is a world, a leaf is a pursuit. A song and a sigh, a lifetime for one person.