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1, "Bamboo and Stone" Qing Zheng Xie.

Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks.

Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south.

2, "Cicada" Tang Yu Shinan.

Drink the dew, and the sound of dredging is out.

Loud noise from afar, not by the autumn wind.

3, "Lime Yin" Ming Yu Qian.

Thousands of hammers were carved out of the deep mountains, and the fire burned as if it were idle.

Don't be afraid of broken bones, you have to leave your innocence in the world.

4, "Momei" Yuan Wang Mian.

I fight the fierce family to wash the inkstone pond tree, and all the flowers bloom with light ink marks.

Don't let people praise the good color, just sell the world and serve the clean air.

5, "Painting Chrysanthemum" Song Zheng Sixiao.

The flowers are not blooming and the flowers are thick, and the independent sparse hedge is not endless.

I'd rather die with incense on the branches, and how could he have blown down in the north wind.

As the saying goes, "If you are familiar with 300 Tang poems, you will be able to chant if you can't chant poems". Why can Tang poems be sung through the ages? There are many reasons, one of which is that "there are paintings in poems", and reading Tang poems can make people enter a wonderful realm.

[Chapter 1: "Spring Dawn"].Meng Haoran (Tang).

I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much.

[Part 2: "Spring Words"].Liu Yuxi (Tang).

The new makeup should be under the Zhu Building, and the spring is deeply locked.

Go to the atrium and count the flowers, and the dragonfly flies up to the jade scratching its head.

[Chapter 3: "Spring Hope"].Du Fu (Tang) country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring.

When I feel the tears, I hate the birds.

The beacon fire lasted for three months, and the family letter was worth 10,000 dollars.

The whitehead scratching is shorter, and the hairpin is overwhelming.

[Chapter 4: "Yongliu"].He Zhizhang (Tang).

The jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.

I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

[Chapter 5: "Farewell to the Ancient Grass"].Bai Juyi (Tang).

Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered.

Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate.

Yuanfang invaded the ancient road, and the clear green connected the deserted city.

and sent the king and grandson away, full of sadness and farewell.

[Chapter 6: "Spring Night Rain"].Du Fu (Tang) knows the season when the rain is good, when spring happens.

Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

The night trail is dark, and the river boat is bright.

Xiao looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in the official city.

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You Longmen Fengxian Temple (Longmen, that is, Yique, a Quekou, forty miles north of Henan Province) Du Fu.

It has been from the Zhaoti tour, and the more Suzhou Zhaoti realm. The yin ravine is empty, and the moon forest is scattered.

The sky is like a weft, and Yun Ran touches the lying clothes brother to make him cold. Wanting to smell the morning bell is thought-provoking.

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Wangyue Du Fu.

How about Dai Zongfu, Qi Lu Qingwei is gone. Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.

Swing your chest and give birth to Zeng Yun, and decide to return to the bird. It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance.

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Accompany Li Beihai to the banquet under the pavilion Du Fu.

The Eastern Domain is stationed in the soap cover, and the North Zhu Ling Qinghe. This pavilion in the sea talks about the ancients, and there are many famous people in Jinan.

Yunshan has been flourished, and the jade pendant is still a song. Bamboo cultivation is not subject to heat, and the exchange of air surge waves.

Yun Zhen is comfortable, what will the sunset be. The noble and lowly are all servants, and they have to pass through the public disaster.

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With Li Taishou Dengli under the ancient city outside the new pavilion, the pavilion on the Quehu Lake Du Fu.

The structure of the new pavilion is hidden, and the lake is hidden. The traces of the old view of Taiwan, the air is deep.

The round lotus wants to be from the past, and the sense of relics is still there. Fang Yan has this time, mourning for eternity.

The lord is called Shou Zun Guest, and the feast is in Beilin. does not hinder Peng Changxing, and Liang Fu has to sing.

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Xuandu altar song, send Yuan Yiren Du Fu.

The old man used to hide in Dongmeng Peak, and he has worn Jingcang Jinglong. The old man now lives in the Meridian Valley, alone in the yin cliff and the thatched hut. In front of the house, the ancient Xuandu Altar, the bluestone desert is often cold.

Zigui cries at night and cracks the mountain bamboo, and the queen mother turns over the cloud flag during the day. Zhijun grows up in this plan, Zhicaolang 92; The days should be long. The iron lock hangs high and unattainable, and he is blessed with a blessed land.

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With the princes of the temple of mercy and grace tower Du Fu.

The high standard crosses the sky, and the gale is endless. Since he is not a man, Denz is a prozac.

Fang knows the power of teaching, which is enough to chase the search. Passing through the dragon and snake cave on his back, the branches began to support the secluded.

The seven stars are in the north household, and the river Han voice flows westward. Xi and whip the day, Shao Hao line the autumn.

Qinshan was shattered, and Jing Wei was unattainable. Looking down but in one breath, you can distinguish Huangzhou.

Looking back at Yu Shun, Cangwuyun is worried. It's a pity to drink in the Yao Pond, and the Kunlun Hill is in the sun.

The yellow bird goes endlessly, and the wailing is what to cast. Jun looks at the wild goose, each with its own rice and sorghum.

Yamanaka (Tang) Wang Wei.

Jingxi white stone out, the weather is cold and the red leaves are sparse.

There is no rain on the mountain road, and the empty green is wet.

Bamboo Pavilion (Tang) Wang Wei.

Sitting 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.

Listen to the flute in Los Angeles on a spring night.

Tang) Li Bai. Whose jade flute flew darkly, scattered into the spring breeze full of Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, I smell the willows, who can't afford the love of the old garden.

Peach Blossom Creek (Tang) Zhang Xu.

The faint flying bridge is separated by smoke, and the fishing boat is asked on the west side of the rock.

The peach blossoms flow with the water all day long, where is the hole in the clear stream?

Chunwang (Tang) Du Fu.

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring.

When I feel the tears, I hate the birds.

The beacon fire lasted for three months, and the family letter was worth 10,000 dollars.

The whitehead scratching is shorter, and the hairpin is overwhelming.

Chunsi (Tang) Huangfu Ran.

The warbler cries the swallow to report the New Year, and there are thousands of Longdui Road in Mayi.

The family lives in the Hanyuan in the layered city, and the heart follows the bright moon to Hutian.

The brocade characters in the machine talk about long-term hatred, and the flowers and branches upstairs sleep alone with a smile.

In order to ask Yuan Rong Dou to ride the car, when will he return to Yanran.

Farewell to the ancient grass.

Tang) Bai Juyi.

Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered.

Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate.

Yuanfang invaded the ancient road, and the clear green connected the deserted city.

and sent the king and grandson away, full of sadness and farewell.

Li Hua's "Spring Improvisation" The grass under the city of Yiyang is full of water, and the stream flows east and west. Fangshu no one flowers fall spontaneously, and birds cry all the way to Spring Mountain. When talking about the creation of poetry, the ancients once said, "Writing poetry is not about emotions and scenes."

Please appreciate this poem from the perspective of "scenery" and "love". The poet writes about the imagery of grass, streams, trees, flowers, mountains, and birds. Its characteristic modifiers are 萋萋, east-flow complex west, fang, self-falling, and spring sky crying.

What the poet describes is a beautiful environment where the mountains are full of flowers and birds are tactful, but what contrasts with the poet's state of mind is desolate and sad, and cherishes spring.