Do you have any favorite poems to share?

Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud. This poem is particularly in line with my state of mind, no matter how much others persuade me, it is useless, once the sea is difficult for water!

Personally, I like Li Qingzhao's words. Because it's a graceful school, there is also a flower word school. I recommend you to look for it. And I like "Pipa Xing", although it is a bit long, but I memorized it, which is good.

My favorite, Su Shi's "Xingxiangzi Shuhuai" is dustless at night, and the moonlight is like silver. When the wine is poured, it must be ten tenths. Fame and fortune, vain and hard work.

Sigh in the horse, fire in the stone, body in the dream. Although holding the article, who is pro-mouthed. And Tao Tao, happy and innocent, when will he return to be an idler.

To a piano, a pot of wine, a stream of clouds. I still remember the first time I read this poem, I liked it very much, and I longed for that kind of peaceful and pure life.

A limerick poem written by Wang Yangming The mountain is close to the moon and the moon is far away, so he said that this mountain is larger than the moon. If someone's eyes are bigger than the sky, he knows that the mountains are higher and the moon is wider.

The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes into the sea and does not return, I feel that this poem is quite magnificent, I imagine that the Yellow River is so turbulent, so turbulent, it is the same as the pursuit of life in my heart.

Quietly, I go, just as I came quietly, I waved my sleeves, and did not take away a cloud, and then farewell Cambridge.

Drinking and singing to spend the day, flying and domineering for whom", is a poem by Li Bai, which makes us very uplifted when we read it, and there is a feeling of doing whatever we want and being very arrogant.

I like this sentence: When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. I especially wish I had this kind of luck.

It will be at the top of the mountain, and every time you climb the mountain, you will use this poem to express it.

There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea, and one day we will be able to ride the wind and waves, and help the world to realize their lofty ambitions! It's the same in life, you must stick to your beliefs and work hard to achieve your ideals one day!

Queqiao Immortal [Song] Qin Guan Xianyun is clever, the flying star spreads hatred, and the silver man is dark. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless 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 is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight.

Should Lingnan be bad? But he said, this place of peace is my hometown. I didn't think my hometown was good before, but now I've been out for three or four years, and I miss my hometown very much.

Angry hair rushed to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rest. Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons.

Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad! This poem is Xin Qiji's Man Jianghong, and I especially like the sentence that is white and sad.

I love Mr. Dongpo's calm waves, and on March 7, it rained on Shahu Road. The rain gear went first, and the peers were embarrassed, and the rest of the people didn't realize it, and it was already sunny, so it was like this. Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not roar and walk slowly.

Bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Ping's life. The steep spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, slightly cold, and the mountain is obliquely shining but welcomes.

Looking back at the bleak place, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine. Hahaha, don't blame me for forcibly sharing a wave. My classmates study hard, and I am no longer old enough to go back to school.

If you want to buy osmanthus and carry wine, it is not the same as a teenager.

There are those poems that I like, and the literati of ancient times wrote a lot of beautiful ones. The verses, which can be said to be innumerable, are well worth reciting. So. What are some of your favorite lyrics so far? Let's take a look at this article.

At that time, the bright moon was there, and the bureau was scattered and returned to the colorful clouds - Yan Jidao "Linjiang Immortal".

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at that time - Li Shangyin's "Jin Se".

was shocked by the wine Mo Chun slept heavily, and the gambling books were consumed with the fragrance of tea, which was only ordinary at that time - Nalan Xingde's "Huanxi Sha".

Now I remember the joy of the past, when I was young and thin. Riding a horse and leaning on the bridge, full of red sleeves - Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man".

At that time, there were guests in Chang'an, such as the first time in Erlu - Su Shi's "Qinyuan Spring · Go to Mizhou, go early, and send your son immediately

Waving his hand, Xiao Xiao Ban Ma Ming. - Li Bai, "Sending Friends".

The days are short, and a hundred years of hardship are easy to be satisfied. - Li Bai's "Short Song Xing".

The white hair is 3,000 zhang, and the chain is like a long one. I don't know where to get the autumn frost in the mirror. - Li Bai's "Song of Qiupu".

Luntai East Gate sent Jun, and when he went, the snow was full of Tianshan Road. The mountain loop turns around, and the snow leaves a place for horses. - Cen Shen "Bai Xue Ge Sends the Military Judge Back to Beijing".

How much hatred, in the soul of last night's dream. It is also like the old time to swim in the garden, and the car is like a flowing water and a dragon. The flower moon is in the spring breeze. —Li Yu, "Looking at the South of the River".

How deep is the courtyard? The willows pile up smoke, and the curtain has no repetition. - Ouyang Xiu, "Butterfly Loves Flowers".

Amorous parting since ancient times, it can be even more cold to the Qingqiu Festival! Where do you wake up tonight? The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who to talk to! - Liu Yong's "Yulin Bell".

Gather the virtuous guests

Yoo Yong

The small building is full of deep alleys, and Luo Qi is in a thicket. It is the most desirable, and it is the most insect. It is difficult to describe the elegance of the painting, and there is no flower to compare with the beauty. A few times to drink and scatter the good night, the mandarin duck is warm, and the phoenix pillow is fragrant. It can be regarded as heaven on earth, only two hearts are the same.

Recently, clouds and rain have been blowing in the west and east. Annoyance and loss of feelings. Even if it is a secret meeting, it is long and hurried. Strive to grow old with Ming, and avoid teaching to collect green and red. In front of me, the feast is temporarily sparse, and the alliance is there, and it is even more unpretentious. To be a real house, Fang Xin has a beginning and an end.

Yulin bell chilling cicada poignant

Yoo Yong

The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked.

Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the twilight is heavy and the pants are wide. Amorous parting since ancient times, it can be even more cold to the Qingqiu Festival! Where do you wake up tonight?

The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who to talk to!

The jade girl shakes the fairy with the beauty

Yoo Yong

Feiqiong's partner, even farewell to the Pearl Palace, did not return to the immortals. Take a time to make up, ordinary words, there are a lot of beauty. It is proposed to compare the famous flowers.

I'm afraid that others will laugh at me, which is not easy to say. Thinking carefully, it is strange and beautiful, but it is only dark red and light white. Strive to be so amorous, occupy the world, and be charming.

The embroidery pavilion of the letter painting hall, the bright moon and the breeze, endure the time and abandon it. From ancient times to the present, there are few beautiful talents. And leaning on each other.

Unconsumed, pity me for being versatile. May you, Lan Xinhui, be profound, and express deep meaning. For the oath.

In this life, you will never be alone.