Du Fu 5 classics, 50 of Du Fu s most famous poems

Eight Array Diagram Du Fu.

The power covers three countries, and the name is high in eight formations.

The river does not turn, and the hatred is lost.

Chunwang 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.

Soldier Truck Dealer Du Fu.

The chariots, the horses, and the pedestrians, bows and arrows, are all at the waist.

Ye Niang's wife went to see each other, and the dust did not see Xianyang Bridge.

He cried suddenly, and the cry went straight to the sky.

The passerby asked the pedestrian, but the pedestrian was frequent.

Or from the fifteenth north defense river, then to the forty west camp.

When I went, I was wrapping my head with my head, and when I returned, my head was white.

The side pavilion bled into the sea, and Emperor Wu opened the side without thinking.

You don't know about the Han family, Shandong 200 states, thousands of villages and thousands of villages.

Even if there are healthy women who hoe and plow, there is nothing in Hesheng Longmu.

In addition, the Qin soldiers endured hard fighting, and were driven away from dogs and chickens.

Although the elder asked, the servant dared to declare his hatred.

And this winter, he has not stopped Kansai.

The county officials are in a hurry to ask for rent, where does the tax come from?

Faith knows that it is evil to give birth to a man, but it is better to give birth to a girl.

Giving birth to a daughter is still marrying a neighbor, and giving birth to a boy is buried with a hundred grasses.

You don't see the head of Qinghai, and no one collects the ancient white bones.

The new ghost is annoyed and the old ghost is crying, and the sky is cloudy and rainy, and the wet voice is chirping.

Ascend Du Fu.

The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back.

Boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiao, not all the Yangtze River Gong Gong comes.

He is often a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been on stage alone for more than a hundred years.

Hardship, bitterness, hatred, frost and sideburns, pouring down a new turbid wine glass.

On a moonlit night, I remember my brother Du Fu.

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

The dew is white from tonight, and the moon is the hometown of Ming.

There are brothers who are scattered, and there is no home to ask about life and death.

The chief of the letter did not avoid it, but there was no truce.

Du Fu has many poems that are well known to women and children, such as "Wangyue", "Soldiers' Chariots", "Spring Wang", "Stone Entrenchment" and "Ascending", I personally think that the artistic achievements of "Ascending" are relatively high.

Mountain climbing. The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back.

Boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiao, endless Yangtze River rolling.

He is often a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been on stage alone for more than a hundred years.

Hardship, bitterness, hatred, frost and sideburns, pouring down a new turbid wine glass.

Quatrain 1: Two yellow orioles sing green willows, and a line of egrets go to the sky.

The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship.

Quatrain 2 late day Jiangshan Li.

The spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and herbs.

Mud melts and flies swallows.

Sand warm sleeping mandarin ducks.

Spring night rain, good rain knows the season, when spring happens.

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

The wild trails are dark, and the river boats are bright.

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

Traveling in the night. The fine grass and breeze on the shore, the dangerous canoe at night.

The stars hang down and the plains are wide, and the moon swells and the rivers flow.

Famous articles, officials should be old and sick.

What does Piao Piao look like? Heaven and earth are a sand gull.

The 50 most famous poems of Du Fu are as follows:

Stone Trench Officials", "New Officials", "Tongguan Officials", "Newlyweds", "Homeless", "Farewell to the Elderly", "Condemnation", "Journey to the Past".

Buju", "Tangcheng", "Shu Xiang", "For Nong", "Youke", "Crazy Husband", "She", "Jiangcun", "Ye Lao", "Repatriation".

South Neighbor", "Hate Farewell", "Kezhi", "Jiangting", "Pity", "Drinking Alone", "Cold Food", "Stone Mirror", "Qintai", "Sick Cypress".

Withered Brown", "Missing", "Heavy Rain", "Four Pines", "Returning to the Wild Goose", "Going to Shu", "Weeding", "Zhangren Mountain", "Chengdu Mansion".

Stalagmite Walk", "Gift of Flowers", "Youth Walk", "Barley Walk", "Peach Tree", "Two Poems of Mancheng", "Spring Night Rain".

The Grass Hall is the Thing", "Two Quatrains", "Four Quatrains", "Drama of Huaqing", "Wangyue", "High Remuneration Makes the Gentleman Gift".

Du Fu (712-770), the word Zimei, self-named Shaoling Ye Lao, known as "Du Gongbu", "Du Shaoling", etc., Han nationality, Henan Province Gong County (now Gongyi City, Henan Province), the great realist poet of the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu was respected by the world as the "poet saint", and his poems are called "poetry history".

Du Fu and Li Bai are collectively called "Li Du", in order to distinguish them from the other two poets Li Shangyin and Du Mu, that is, "Little Li Du", Du Fu and Li Bai are also called "Big Li Du". He worries about the country and the people, has a noble personality, and more than 1,400 of his poems have been preserved, and his poetry is exquisite, and he is highly respected in classical Chinese poetry and has a far-reaching influence. From 759 to 766, he lived in Chengdu, and later generations were commemorated by Du Fu's thatched cottage.

Du Fu's 20 most famous poems are as follows:

Wangyue", "Soldiers' Chariots", "Beauty Walking", "Coming Out of the Stopper", "Leaving the Stopper", "Five Hundred Words of Yonghuai from Beijing to Fengxian County", "Sadness Chen Tao", "Spring Wang", "Northern Expedition", "Qiang Village", "Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind", "Wen Guanjun Collects Henan and Hebei", "Eight Songs of Autumn Xing", "Ascending", "Wu Lang Again", "Dan Morning Limbs Wash the Soldiers and Horses", "Feeling", "Beauty Walking", "Three Quatrains", "The Thatched House is Broken by the Autumn Wind".

Du Fu (712-770), the character is beautiful, self-named Shaoling Ye Lao, a great realist poet of the Tang Dynasty, and Li Bai is called "Li Du". Born in Gong County, Henan Province, he is originally from Xiangyang, Hubei. In order to distinguish it from the other two poets Li Shangyin and Du Mu, that is, "Little Li Du", Du Fu and Li Bai are also called "Big Li Du", and Du Fu is often called "Old Du".

Du Fu's influence on later generations

His poems have rich social content, strong colors of the times and distinct political tendencies, and truly and profoundly reflect the political current affairs and broad social life of a historical model before and after the Anshi Rebellion, so they are called a generation of "poetry history". Du Fu's poems have both the body, in addition to the five ancients, seven ancients, five laws, and seven laws, he also wrote a lot of rhythms and awkward styles, and used a variety of artistic techniques, which is the culmination of Tang poetry and thought.

Du Fu's influence on future generations also has a moral aspect. In the twentieth century, the modern American poet Rex Ross believed that Du Fu's concern was the love between people, tolerance and sympathy between people.

"Remembering the Brother on a Moonlit Night", "Happy Rain on a Spring Night", "Ascending", "Wangyue", "Quatrain", "Wen Guanjun Receives Henan and Hebei", "Shu Xiang".

1. "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night".

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

The dew is white from tonight, and the moon is the hometown of Ming.

There are brothers who are scattered, and there is no home to ask about life and death.

The length of the letter is not reached, and the army has not ceased to be suspended.

Vernacular translation: The sound of drums on the garrison cut off the pedestrians, and the lonely geese wailed from the side of the autumn night.

Since tonight, it has entered the white dew solar term, and the moon is still the brightest in my hometown.

Although there were brothers, they were all separated and went to one side, and it was impossible to hear from them.

The letters sent to Luoyang City have never been delivered, not to mention that the frequent wars have not stopped.

2. "Happy Rain on a Spring Night".

Good rain knows the season, when spring happens.

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

The wild trails are dark, and the river boats are bright.

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

Vernacular translation: Good rain knows the solar terms of rain, which is when plants germinate and grow in spring.

As the spring breeze falls quietly in the night, it silently moistens all things in spring.

On a rainy night, the field path was dark, and only the lights on the riverboat flickered alone.

At dawn, looking at the rain-soaked flowers, delicate and red, the entire Jinguan City became a world of blooming flowers.

3. "Ascending".

The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back.

Boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiao, endless Yangtze River rolling.

He is often a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been on stage alone for more than a hundred years.

Hardship, bitterness, hatred, frost and sideburns, pouring down a new turbid wine glass.

Vernacular translation: The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape cries are very sad, and there are birds hovering on the river island with clear water and white sand.

The boundless trees fall their leaves, and the endless Yangtze River water rolls and rushes.

Sadness to the autumn scenery sighed thousands of miles of wandering all year round as a guest, a lifetime of illness riddled with illness today alone on the high platform.

After all the hardships and hatreds, the white hair is full of temples, and the wine glass of decay and heart is full of deviations, and the sorrow is suspended.

Fourth, "Wangyue".

How is 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.

Vernacular translation: What is the scene of Mount Tai, the head of the five mountains? In the land of Qilu, there is no end to the verdant mountains.

Nature brings together all the magical and beautiful scenes, and the yin and yang of the south and north of the mountain are divided, and the morning and dusk are different.

Looking at the clouds rising, it makes people feel clear; Watching the birds whirl into the mountains makes people's eyes break.

Be sure to climb to the top of Mount Tai and look down on the seemingly small mountains.

5. Quatrains. Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky.

The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship.

Vernacular translation: Two orioles chirp among the green willow trees, and a line of egrets soars into the blue sky.

Sitting in front of the window, you can see the snow that has not melted for thousands of years in Xiling, and there are ships moored in front of the door from Dongwu thousands of miles away.

1.Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky.

The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship. --Du Fu's "Quatrain".

2.The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back.

Boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiao, endless Yangtze River rolling.

He is often a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been on stage alone for more than a hundred years.

Hardship, bitterness, hatred, frost and sideburns, pouring down a new turbid wine glass. --Du Fu, "Ascending".

3.In August and autumn, the wind roared, rolling up the triple thatch on my roof.

Mao flies across the river and sprinkles the suburbs of the river, the high one hangs on the long forest tops, and the lower one floats to the sinking pond pass.

The children of Nancun bullied me for being old and powerless, and they could endure being thieves on the other side, and openly hugged the grass into the bamboo.

His lips were dry and he couldn't breathe, and he came back and sighed to himself.

The Russian wind sets the clouds and ink, and the autumn desert turns to darkness.

The cloth has been cold like iron for many years, and Jiao'er is wicked and cracked.

There is no dry place in the bedside room, and the rain feet are not cut off.

Since the mourning and lack of sleep, why get wet for a long night?

There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, and the cold people in the world are happy, and the wind and rain are not moving!

Alack! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, it is enough for me to freeze to death! --Du Fu, "Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind".

4.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. --Du Fu, "Wangyue".

5.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. --Du Fu, "Spring Hope".

6.In the stone trench village at dusk, there are officials who catch people at night. The old man walked over the wall, and the old woman went out to see.

The officials are angry, and the women are bitter. Listening to the woman's speech, the three men fought in the city.

One man attached a book to, and two men died in battle. The survivor steals life, and the dead are gone.

There was no one in the room, only the grandchildren. There is a grandmother who has not gone, and there is no end to the skirt.

Although the old woman's strength is declining, please return from the night. In response to the Heyang service, you still have to prepare for morning cooking.

The night is long and silent, like crying. Tianmingden has a future, and he will say goodbye to the old man alone. --Du Fu, "The Stone Entrenchment".

7.Tonight, the moon in Yanzhou, the boudoir only looks 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 to lean on the false pretense, the tears of the double shine are dry. --Du Fu, "Moonlit Night".

8.The fine grass and breeze on the shore, the dangerous canoe at night.

The stars hang down and the plains are wide, and the moon swells and the rivers flow.

Famous articles, the official retired due to old age and illness.

What is fluttering, the world is a sand gull. --Du Fu, "Night Journey".

9.There is a beautiful woman in the generation, living in the hollow valley.

Since the daughter of Yunliang's family, scattered by the grass and trees.

Guanzhong was in turmoil, and his brothers were killed.

No matter how high the official is, he must not accept the flesh and bones.

The evil of the world declines, and everything turns with the candle.

The husband is light and thin, and the newcomer is as beautiful as jade.

When the dusk is still known, the mandarin duck does not sleep alone.

But when I saw the new man laughing, I heard the old man crying.

The water in the mountain spring is clear, and the water in the mountain spring is turbid.

The maid sells the pearls and repairs the thatched hut.

Defloration does not insert hair, and the cypress picking is moving.

The weather is cold and the green sleeves are thin, and the sunset leans on the bamboo. --Du Fu, "Beauty".

10.Jincheng silk pipe day after day, half into the river wind and half into the clouds.

This song should only be in the sky, and the world can hear it a few times. --Du Fu "Gift of Flowers".

The 10 best poems of Du Fu are:

Quatrains. Three officials, (new officials, stone trench officials, Tongguan officials) three farewell (homeless, old, newlywed) spring hope. Spring night rain. Wen Guanjun received Henan and Hebei.

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