Seeking, the most beautiful poetry in China? The most beautiful and the best poetry

Nineteen ancient poems, Lisao, Yuefu poems, Tang poems, Song Ci, Yuan songs.

Queqiao Immortal Qin Guan.

Jin Se", "Untitled" Li Shangyin.

I like "Farewell Kangqiao" and Li Qingzhao's poems the most, and the modern ones are actually quite good for Xi Murong.

The Book of Songs in the Pu Jia article.

Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River Flower Moon Night", Anonymous's "Ancient Acacia", Li Bai's "Autumn Wind Words", "Book of Poetry" and "Nineteen Ancient Poems", Jia Dao's "Hermit Seeker Doesn't Meet" Wen Tingyun's "Shangshan Morning Journey".

The most beautiful and best poems are as follows:

Broken Chapter" Bian Zhilin, you stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people who look at the scenery are watching you from upstairs.

The bright moon decorates your windows, and you decorate other people's dreams.

Some people say that these four sentences are "enough to read for a lifetime". You may have different experiences at different stages of life.

Accidental" Xu Zhimo accidental.

I am a cloud in the sky, occasionally projected in the heart of your waves—you need not be surprised, and you need not rejoice

In an instant, all traces were wiped out.

You and I meet on the sea of night, you have yours, I have mine, direction;

It's better for you to remember, it's better for you to forget, the lights that shine on each other at this rendezvous!

Encounter] It is said that this was written by Xu Zhimo after he met Lin Huiyin by chance. The clouds and water are thousands of miles apart, and occasionally the clouds are projected on the center of the wave, but they disappear in an instant. Chance meeting, but parting in a hurry, isn't this life?

Far and Near" Gu Cheng you.

Look at me in a moment. Look at the clouds for a while.

I feel like you're looking at me far away.

It's very close when you look at the clouds.

China's ten most beautiful poems: "Guan Ju", "Xizhou Song", "Jin Se", "Mountain House Autumn Dusk", "Jiangnan", "Jiang Xue", "Xijiang Moon Night Walk in Huangsha Road", "Qingyu Case Yuan Xi", "Huanxi Sha Song New Words and a Cup of Wine".

"Guan Ju" Guan Guan Ju dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

Jagged wattles, left and right flowing. My Fair Lady, I covet it.

I can't ask for it, but I can't think about it. Leisurely, tossing and turning.

Jagged wattles, picked left and right. My Fair Lady, Friends of the Piano.

Jagged wattle, left and right. My Fair Lady, bells and drums.

Xizhou Song" recalls the plum under Xizhou, and folds the plum to the north of the river. The single shirt is apricot red, and the double sideburns are young color.

Where is Xizhou? Two-oars bridgehead crossing. The twilight of the shrike flies, and the wind blows the black mortar tree.

Under the tree is in front of the door, and the door is dewed. If you don't open the door, you will go out to pick red lotus.

Picking lotus in Nantang autumn, lotus over the head. Bow your head and get lotus seeds, the lotus seeds are as clear as water.

In the sleeve of the lotus, the lotus heart is completely red. Yi Lang Lang did not come, looking up at Feihong.

Hongfei is full of Xizhou, and Wanglang goes to the green building. The height of the building is not visible, and the railing head is all day.

The railing is twelve curved, and the hanging hand is as bright as jade. The roller shutter sky is high, and the sea water is green.

The sea dream is long, and I am also worried. The south wind knows what I want, and blows dreams to Xizhou.

"Jin Se" Jin Se gratuitous 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, which can be recalled, but it was already lost at that time.

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.

Jiangnan" lotus flowers can be picked in Jiangnan, and lotus leaves are sweet in He Tian.

Fish play lotus leaf east, fish play lotus leaf west, fish play lotus leaf south, fish play lotus leaf north.

Jiang Xue" Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear.

Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.

Xijiang Moon Night Walk in Huangsha Road".

The bright moon is not frightening, and the breeze chirps cicadas in the middle of the night.

The fragrance of rice flowers says that there is a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard.

Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain.

In the old days, on the edge of the forest of the Maodian Society, the road turned to the river bridge and suddenly saw it.

Qingyu Case Yuan Xi".

The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and the stars are like rain.

BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night. The moth snow willow **wisps, the laughter is full of dark fragrance.

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

Huanxi Sha, a new song, a glass of wine".

A new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather old pavilion.

When the sun sets, the flowers fall helplessly.

Déjà vu Yan returned, and the small garden incense trail wandered alone.

Tianjingsha Qiusi".

Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water.

The ancient road is a thin horse with a west wind, the sun is setting, and the broken intestines are at the end of the world.

The most beautiful poems I have summarized the following three:

If Xi Murong.

In this life and in this life, I will never think of you again, except in some nights wet with tears, if you will.

It's ridiculous that there are ifs, but there are no ifs, just no ifs.

Love Ye Ting Wang.

One day the road sign moves, I hope you can be calm, one day the bridge pier is broken, I hope you can cross, one day the pillar falls, I hope you can be strong, one day I hope you can understand, is it expectation? Maybe it's just unwilling, in the most affectionate and helpless tone.

Far and near Gu City.

You, look at me for a while, look at the clouds for a while, I think, when you look at me, it's very far, when you look at the clouds, it's very close, distance, you don't have to say anything, you don't have to express anything.

The purest love: My Fair Lady, Gentleman "The Book of Songs: Guan Ju".

The most touching emotion: the south wind knows my mind, blowing dreams to Xizhou. "Xizhou Song".

The most beautiful regret: can this love be recalled? It's just that it was already clear at the time. "Jin Se".

The most quiet and beautiful autumn: the bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream. "Autumn Twilight in the Mountain House".

The most natural Jiangnan: Jiangnan can pick lotus, lotus leaves He Tiantian. "Gangnam".

The most beautiful loneliness: thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of paths and people disappear. "Jiang Xue".

The most tranquil rural life: the fragrance of rice flowers speaks of a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard. Xijiang Moon Night Walk in Huangsha Road".

The most heart-pounding encounter: the crowd looked for him, and suddenly looked back, but the person was there, and the lights were dim. Qingyu Case Yuan Xi".