Ask for eight five word poems, what are the eight ancient poems in five words?

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.

Notes]: 1. Spring dawn: a dry morning in spring.

Rhyme translation]: Spring is good to sleep, and before you know it, it's dawning;

I woke up to the sound of birds chirping everywhere.

In the night, there seems to be a rustling of wind and rain;

Oh, wind and rain, I don't know how many flowers have fallen?

Comment]: This is a poem that cherishes spring, the poet seizes the moment of spring life, engraves the essence of nature, the true interest of life, and expresses the joy of the splendid and intoxicating spring, and the love of the vibrant spring. The words are shallow, the scenery is true, the distance is deep, and the charm is endless.

It can be said to be a sapphire in the five-word quatrain, which has been passed down through the ages and is brilliant.

1. Autumn twilight in the mountain houseDon Wangwei. 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.

2. Hanjiang LinpanDon Wangwei. Chusai Sanxiang is connected, and Jingmen is connected to nine factions.

Outside the world of rivers, the mountains are in the middle of nothing.

The county is floating in front of the pool, and the waves are moving far into the sky.

Xiangyang is a good windy day, and you stay drunk with the mountain.

3. Grass. Don 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.

He sent Wang Sun to go, and he was full of farewell.

4. Pass the Xiangji Temple.

Don Wangwei. I don't know the Xiangji Temple, a few miles into the cloud peak.

There is no one in the ancient wood, and where is the bell in the deep mountains.

The sound of the spring swallows the dangerous stone, and the sun is cold and green pine.

The twilight empty pool is bent, and Anzen makes a poisonous dragon.

5. At the foot of the sub-Beigu Mountain.

Don Wangwan. Outside the green mountains of Klook, in front of the green water.

The tide is wide on both sides, and the wind is hanging.

The sea is born in the night, and the spring of the river enters the old year.

Where can I get the village book? Return to the edge of Yanluoyang.

6. Send a friend.

Don Lee Bai. The green mountains cross the north Guo, and the white water surrounds the east city.

This place is a farewell, lonely and thousands of miles away.

Floating clouds and wandering children, the sunset is old.

Waving his hand, Xiao Xiao Ban Ma Ming.

The 8 lines are five-character poems.

Remembering my brother on a moonlit night.

The drums cut off the pedestrians, and the sound of geese in the autumn.

The dew is rotten and the night is white, and the moon is the hometown of Ming.

The green mountains cross the north Guo, and the white water surrounds the east city.

This place is a farewell, lonely and thousands of miles away.

Floating clouds and wandering children, the sunset is old.

Waving his hand, Xiao Xiao Ban Ma Ming.

Send Du Shaofu to Shuzhou.

The city is supplemented by three Qin, and the wind and smoke look at Wujin.

Parting with the king, the same history is buried as a eunuch.

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

Inaction is on the wrong path, and the children are stained with scarves. Send a friend.

The green mountains cross the north Guo, and the white water surrounds the east city.

This place is a farewell, lonely and thousands of miles away.

Floating clouds and wandering children's meaning, the old love of the sunset.

Waving his hand, Xiao Xiao Ban Ma Ming.

Send Du Shaofu to Shuzhou.

The city is supplemented by three Qin, and the 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 wrong path, and the children are stained with scarves.

1. Wanderer's chant.

Author] Meng Jiao [Dynasty] Tang.

The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt.

Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late.

Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs.

2. Seven-step poem.

Author] Cao Zhi [Dynasty] Three Kingdoms Wei.

Boiled beans are used as soup, and the soybeans 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?

3. Spring Thoughts. 【Author】Li Bai 【Dynasty】Tang.

The swallow grass is like bisi, and the Qin mulberry has low green branches.

When the king returns to the day, it is the concubine who breaks her intestines.

The spring breeze doesn't know each other, what is going on.

1. Wanderer's chant.

Author] Meng Jiao.

Dynasty] Tang. The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt.

Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late.

Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs.

Translation: The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make the garments of her son, who had 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 a child like Xiaocao can repay the kindness of a mother like Chunhui's friend Puze?

2. Seven-step poem.

Author] Cao Zhi.

Dynasty] Three Kingdoms Wei.

Boil the beans and make a soup, and soak them.

Thought it was juice. The branches 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?

Translation: Boiling beans to make bean soup is to filter out the residue of the beans and leave the bean juice to make the soup. The bean stalks are burning under the pot, and the beans are crying inside the pot. Beans and bean straw originally grew on the same root, how could bean straw be so urgent to fry loose beans?

3. Spring Thoughts. Author] Li Bai.

Dynasty] Tang. The swallow grass is like bisi, and the Qin mulberry has low green branches.

When the king returns to the day, it is the concubine who breaks her intestines.

The spring breeze doesn't know each other, what is going on.

Translation: The grass in Yandi is as green as silk, and the mulberry trees in Qindi are green with green leaves. When you miss the day when you return home, you have long missed you and are sad. The spring breeze, you don't know me, why do you blow into the tent to stir me up?

4, Midnight Wu Song and Autumn Song.

【Author】Li Bai 【Dynasty】Tang.

Chang'an is a month, and thousands of households pound clothes.

The autumn wind blows endlessly, and it is always a jade relationship.

He Riping Hulu, the beloved man went on an expedition.

Translation: Chang'an City.

There is a piece of moonlight inside, 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.

1, "Autumn Twilight in the Mountain House" - Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei.

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.

Vernacular translation: The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and the night falls to make people feel that it is early autumn.

The bright moon sprinkled clear light from the pine gaps, and the clear spring leaked water on the rocks.

The noise of the bamboo forest knew that it was the return of the laundry girl, and the lotus leaf shook gently to think that it was a light boat wandering.

The fragrance of spring may as well be let to rest with it, and the kings and grandchildren of the mountains in autumn can stay for a long time.

2, "Han River Linfan" - Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei.

Chusai Sanxiang is connected, and Jingmen is connected to nine factions.

Outside the world of rivers, the mountains are in the middle of nothing.

The county is floating in front of the pool, and the waves are moving far into the sky.

Xiangyang is a good windy day, and you stay drunk with the mountain.

Vernacular translation: The border of Chu is connected to the waters of Sanxiang, and the nine factions converge at the foot of Jingmen Mountain.

The river is rolling like rushing outside the world, and the green mountains are looming in the mist.

The choppy city seems to float on the river, and the big waves roll in the distant sky as if they are shaking.

The scenery of Xiangyang is really infinitely beautiful, and I am willing to stay here with the mountain Weng for a long time and never return.

3, "Farewell to the Ancient Grass" - Tang Dynasty poet 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.

He sent Wang Sun to go, and he was full of farewell.

Vernacular translation: The fields are covered with lush grass, withered and green year after year.

The fire in the field could not be extinguished, and when the spring breeze blew, it was full of life again.

The fragrant fragrance of fragrant grass fills the ancient road, and the sun shines on the turquoise green city.

He also sent the wanderer to embark on the ancient road, looking at the grass with affection.

4, "Over the Xiangji Temple" - Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei.

I don't know the Xiangji Temple, a few miles into the cloud peak.

There is no one in the ancient wood, and where is the bell in the deep mountains.

The sound of the spring swallows the dangerous stone, and the sun is cold and green pine.

The twilight empty pool is bent, and Anzen makes a poisonous dragon.

Vernacular translation: I don't know where Xiangji Temple is, but I climbed several miles and strayed into the Yunyong Peak.

The ancient trees are towering to the sky, but there is no pedestrian path, and the ancient temple bell rings from the deep mountains.

The sound of the spring water hitting the dangerous rocks in the mountains is quiet, and the sunlight in the pine forest is cold.

At dusk, he came to the hidden place of the empty pool, and practiced meditation peacefully to suppress the poisoning dragon in his heart.

5, "Under the Solid Mountain in the Second Bei" - Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wan.

Outside the green mountains of Klook, in front of the green water.

The tide is wide on both sides, and the wind is hanging.

The sea is born in the night, and the spring of the river enters the old year.

Where can I get the village book? Return to the wild goose Luo's old branch faction on the sunny side.

Vernacular translation: Wandering alone outside the green mountains, sailing alone between the green waters.

tide**, between the two banks is more wide; The wind blows; A white sail hangs just high.

The night is coming to an end, and the sun is rising on the sea; The New Year has not yet arrived, and spring has appeared in Jiangzhong.

Where will the letter be sent after it has been sent? I hope that the wild geese will return to the north and be sent to the edge of Luoyang.