List 5 ancient poems with wind to write down the author and the title of the poem

Stroke in the poem 1 The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 2 The wind is strong and the bow is roaring, and the general hunts Weicheng.

Wang Wei: "Watching the Hunt") 3 The forest is dark and the grass is frightened, and the general draws the bow at night. (Lu Lun:

4 The wildfires are inexhaustible, and the spring breeze blows and grows. (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to the Ancient Grass") 5 Chaimen heard the dog barking, and returned to the people on a snowy night.

Liu Changqing: "The Master of Furong Mountain in the Snow") 6 sneaks into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. (Du Fu:.)

Spring Night Rain") 7 The city is supplemented by three Qin, and the wind and smoke look at Wujin. (Wang Bo: "Send Du Shaofu to Shuzhou") 8 If you want to go back by the wind, you are afraid of Qionglou Yuyu.

Su Shi: "When is the bright moon at the head of the water tune song") 9 It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless and a hundred flowers are left. (Li Shangyin:

Untitled) 10 The sky is blue, the wilderness is vast, the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep. (The Song of Ele).

1. Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was sudden, and the heavy sleep did not kill the wine. --Li Qingzhao "Like a Dream Order".

Translation: Last night the rain was sparse, but the wind was blowing non-stop, and I slept soundly, but when I woke up, I still felt that there was still a little bit of alcohol to eat.

2. Leaning on the dangerous building with a fine wind, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, gloomy sky. --Liu Yong, "Butterfly Loves Flowers".

Translation: I leaned on the railing of a tall building for a long time, the breeze blowing on my face, the endless spring days were detached, and the depression and sorrow rose from the distant and boundless sky.

3. Last night's stars and last night's wind, the west side of the painting building is east of Guitang. --Li Shangyin, "Untitled".

Translation: Last night the stars were shining, but there was a cool breeze in the middle of the night, and our wine banquet was set up on the west side of the painting building and the east of the Guitang.

4. Last night's wind and rain, the curtain was rustling. --Li Yu "Crying in the Dark Night".

Translation: Yesterday night, the wind and rain were blowing, and the tent that shaded the window was blown by the autumn wind, and the disturbing sound of wind and rain came from the window, and it rang all night.

5. The warm rain and sunny wind are beginning to break the frost, and the willow eyes and plum cheeks are already moving. --Li Qingzhao "Butterfly Loves Flowers".

Translation: The warm rain and the warm wind send away a little bit of the winter chill. The willow leaves have grown, the plum blossoms are blooming, and spring has come.

6. The drizzle and the slanting wind are cold, and the light smoke is sparse and the willows are beautiful. --Su Shi "Huanxi Sand".

Translation: The drizzle is slightly cold. The faint smoke and the sparse willow trees on the beach seem to be showing their grace on the beach after the sunny day.

7. The wind flocculation has turned into a pinch, and the mud lotus has just lingered. --Nalan Xingde, "Mountain Flower Seed".

Translation: The catkins in the wind fly to the surface of the water and turn into duckweed, and the lotus flower in the river mud is strong and decisive, but its stem still lingers.

8. The wind rises and wrinkles a pool of spring water. --Feng Yanji, "The Golden Gate".

Translation: The spring breeze suddenly blows a pool of clear water.

9. It's better to return to the wind tomorrow, why not sleep out tonight? --Zhang Xiaoxiang, "Xijiang Moon".

Translation: Tomorrow it is better for the wind to change to a tailwind, so what does it matter to sleep out tonight?

10. The light rain is slender and the wind is slender, and the willows are green and smoky. --Zhu Fu "Fisherman's Pride".

Translation: The gentle drizzle and the slight wind, thousands of households are hidden in the dense shade of willows and green smoke and green mist.

1, Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn": The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you know how many flowers fall.

2, Bai Juyi's "Grass": Wildfires can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows.

3, Du Fu's "Spring Night Rain": sneaking into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

4, Cen Shen "Walking Horses and Chuanxing Feng Sent out of the Division to the West": Winter wind: Luntai September wind roars at night, a river gravel is as big as a bucket, and the stones are all over the ground with the wind.

5, Li Bai's "Guan Shanyue": The long wind is tens of thousands of miles, blowing through the Yumen Pass.

6, Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts": I don't know each other in the spring breeze, when will I enter Luowei.

7, Du Fu's "Ascending": The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back.

8, Wang Zhihuan's "Out of the Stopper": Why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the Yumen Pass.

9, Li Bai's "Qingping Tune": The clouds want to wear clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows Revlon.

10, Du Fu's "Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind": The high autumn wind in August roared, rolling up the triple thatched on my house.

Chunxiao Meng Haoran.

Spring sleep is not aware.

Birds are heard everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain at night.

How many flowers fall.

The wind (Li Qiao) unravels the three autumn leaves, and can bloom February flowers. Thousands of feet of waves across the river, into the bamboo and thousands of poles of the Liangzhou word king.

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city and ten thousand mountains.

Why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the jade gate.

10 fly.

The wind and waves are fierce, and the thunder is carrying the golden drum.

The Arctic and the South Dou are galloping, and talking and laughing has become this move.

Ambition is long, and achievements are not self-sufficient.

Since ancient times, heroes have been lonely and alone.

2 Spring Hill Companion Road Map.

Where do you want to find Yaxun?

The towering Kunlun was all indignant.

In the wind, the Kunpeng bullies the big bird, and the young swallow competes in the rain.

Now I want to ride the wind and show my talents.

swept away the evil and evil in the world, and poured out the hatred of gentlemen through the ages.

14 Big Tree Wind Trumpet Chart.

After ten years of depression, the pillars of depression are falling, and angry waves are born from the side of the gall.

is full of pride throughout the sun and the moon, and it is suspected that it is a rainbow eagle.

Exhibit the hand of Jinglun to make up for the sky, and stir up the divine whip to drive away the thunder gong.

Talking about hegemony, the sky is the east wind for me.

Send Du Shaofu to Shuzhou.

Wang Bocheng Que Fu Sanqin, 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.

Returning to the hometown puppet book (2) He Zhizhang.

I have been away from my hometown for a long time, and I have been half-worn recently.

Only the mirror lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves.

Chibi Du Mu. The iron position of the halberd sinking sand has not been sold, and it will be washed to recognize the previous dynasty.

Dongfeng does not have a relationship with Zhou Lang, and the copper sparrow's lips are deeply locked with Er Qiao.

Chunxiao Meng Haoran.

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

The sound of wind and rain at night, how much do you know about the flowers?

Summer South Pavilion Huaixin Great.

Meng Haoran's mountain light suddenly fell in the west, and the moon gradually rose in the east.

Radiate the sunset cool, open and open.

The lotus wind sends the fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops are clear.

If you want to play the piano, you hate ignorance.

Feeling nostalgic for the deceased, dreaming of midnight work.

Plugged down (2).

Lu Lunlin was frightened by the dark grass, and the general drew his bow at night.

Ping Ming looked for the white feather, but he was not in the stone ridge.

1."Like a Dream: Last Night's Rain and Storm".

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao.

Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was sudden, and the heavy sleep did not kill the wine. I tried the curtain people, but the begonias were still the same. Do you know, do you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

2."Song of the Great Wind".

Two Hans: Liu Bang.

The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, Weijia is returning to his hometown, and the warriors are guarding the Quartet!

3.Untitled: Last Night's Stars, Last Night's Wind

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin.

Last night's stars and last night's wind, the west side of the painting building and the east of Guitang.

There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of clarity in the heart.

The next seat sends the hook spring wine warm, and the Cao shoots the wax lamp red.

Yu listened to the drum and responded to the official, and went to the Malan platform to turn the tent.

4."Poppy Beauty: The Wind Returns to the Small Courtyard and the Green".

Five generations: Li Yu.

The wind returns to the small courtyard and the courtyard is green, and the willow eyes continue in spring. With a long day of silence, the sound of the new moon is still like that year.

The sheng song has not dispersed, and the ice on the pond surface has been solved. The candle fragrance is dark, and the temples are full of green frost and residual snow.

5."Crying in the Dark Night, Wind and Rain Last Night".

Five generations: Li Yu.

Last night, the wind and rain were blowing, and the curtains were rustling. The candle is leaking and the pillow is broken, and the sitting cannot be flat.

The world is flowing with water, and it is a dream. The drunken road is stable and frequent, and it is unbearable.