Seven words of poetry about the landscape, seven words of the landscape poem

1, "Tour Shanxi Village".

Song Dynasty Lu You.

Mo laughs at the farmer's wine, and the guests are full of chickens and dolphins in the harvest year.

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

The flute and drum follow the spring society, and the clothes are simple and ancient.

From now on, if you are allowed to ride the moon idlely, you will knock on the door with a cane all the time and night.

Translation: Don't laugh at the turbid and muddy wine brewed in the farmer's wax moon, the dishes are very rich in hospitality in the harvest year. The mountains overlapped, the water flow was tortuous, and I was worried that there was no way out, and suddenly another mountain village appeared in front of me.

The day of playing the flute and playing the drum is approaching, and the villagers are dressed simply, and the ancient customs are still preserved. In the future, if you can go out on a leisurely trip under the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with a cane.

2. "Title Xilin Wall".

Song Su Shi. Horizontally, it is a peak on the side of the ridge, and the height is different from far and near.

I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain.

Translation: From the front and side, the mountains of Lushan are undulating and the peaks are towering, and from the distance, near, high and low places of Lushan, Lushan presents a variety of different appearances. The reason why I can't recognize the true face of Lushan is because I am in the middle of Lushan.

3, "Wangtianmen Mountain".

Don Lee Bai. The gate of heaven interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and the blue water flowed eastward to this point.

The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite each other, and the lonely sail comes by the sun.

Translation: The Yangtze River is like a giant axe splitting the peak of Tianmen, and the turquoise river flows eastward here. The beautiful scenery of the confrontation between the green mountains on both sides of the strait is indistinguishable, and the lonely boat comes from the sky.

4, "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake".

Don Bai Juyi.

Gushan Temple is in the west of Jia Ting, and the water surface is low at the beginning of the clouds.

Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallows peck the spring mud.

The flowers are gradually charming to the eye, and the asakusa can have no horseshoe.

The favorite lake is not enough to go east, and the white sand embankment in the green poplar shade.

Translation: Walking around the north of Gushan Temple, walking west of Jia Gongting, the lake is rising at the beginning and the shore is level, and the white clouds hang very low. A few early yellow warblers compete for the warm trees facing the sun, and the newly arrived swallows are busy building nests and pulling mud.

Wildflowers are dazzling when they bloom, and the spring grass has not yet grown tall and has barely passed the horse's hooves. The beautiful scenery of the east of the lake is unforgettable, and the willows pass through a white sand embankment in the shade of greenery.

5, "Hui Chong Spring River Evening Scene".

Song Su Shi. Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river.

Artemisia is full of short reed buds, which is the time when the puffer fish wants to eat.

Translation: Outside the bamboo forest, two or three peach blossoms are in full bloom, and ducks are playing in the water, and they are the first to notice the warmth of the river in early spring. The river beach is full of artemisia, the reeds are beginning to bud, and the puffer fish is about to swim up the river from the sea.

Bai Juyi's seven-character poem describing the landscape is as follows:

Late Autumn Night" Don.

Bai Juyi blue sky dissolves the moon and is quiet, and the moon is sad and lonely.

The flowers bloom and the chrysanthemums are sparse, and the decayed tung trees fall into the cold wells under the leaves.

Sai Hongfei is anxious to feel the end of autumn, and the neighboring chickens are late to know the night.

The condensation is silent, and the wind blows the white dew and the clothes are cold.

Village Night" Tang. Baiju is easy to frost grass and insects, and there are no pedestrians in the south and north of the village.

Looking at the field before going out alone, the moonlight buckwheat flowers are like snow. (One work in front of the door: the front door) "Yulou Xiaowang" Tang.

Bai Juyi stood alone in the early morning with Zhu Ji, and the mountains were bright and the water was new.

The bamboo mist is bright and the moon is in the mountains, and the frequent wind warms the river spring.

There is still snow in the shade of the sub-city, and there is no dust before the sound of the drums.

In the past three hundred years, there have been many homespenders.

Lake Pavilion Looking at the Water "Tang".

Bai Ju Yi Jiuyu South Lake rises, and Xinqing North passes.

The sun is red and shadowy, and the wind is green without waves.

There are few shores and boats.

Pity the heart, and he travels alone.

Dalin Temple Peach Blossom Tang.

Bai Juyi is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom.

There is nowhere to find the spring of long-hate, and I don't know how to turn into this.

FYI.

"Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake".

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty.

Gushan Temple is in the west of Jia Ting, and the water surface is low at the beginning of the clouds.

Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallows peck the spring mud.

The flowers are gradually charming to the eye, and the asakusa can have no horseshoe.

The favorite lake is not enough to go east, and the white sand embankment in the green poplar shade.

"Late Autumn Night" Tang Baiju is easy to dissolve the blue sky and the moon is quiet, and the moon is sad and lonely. The flowers bloom and the chrysanthemums are sparse, and the decayed tung trees fall into the cold wells under the leaves. Sai Hongfei is anxious to feel the end of autumn, and the neighboring chickens are late to know the night.

The condensation is silent, and the wind blows the white dew and the clothes are cold. "Village Night" Tang Baiju is easy to frost grass and insects, and there are no pedestrians in the south and north of the village. Looking at the field before going out alone, the moonlight buckwheat flowers are like snow.

Yulou Xiaowang Tang Bai Juyi stood alone in the early morning with Zhu threshold, and the mountains were bright and the water was new. The bamboo mist is bright and the moon is in the mountains, and the frequent wind warms the river spring. There is still snow in the shade of the sub-city, and there is no dust before the sound of the drums.

In the past three hundred years, there have been many homespenders. "Lake Pavilion Looking at the Water" Tang Baiju is easy to rain for a long time, the south lake is rising, and the new sunny north passes. The sun is red and shadowy, and the wind is green without waves.

There are few shores and boats. Pity the heart, and he travels alone. "Peach Blossoms of Dalin Temple" Tang Bai Juyi is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms of the mountain temple are in full bloom.

There is nowhere to find the spring of long-hate, and I don't know how to turn into this. Ask questions quickly.

"Waves and Sands" - Liu Yuxi.

Nine curves of the Yellow River are thousands of miles of sand, and the waves are blowing from the end of the world.

Now go straight to the Milky Way and go to the home of the morning glory weaver girl.

Mountain Walk - Du Mu.

Far up the cold mountain stone path slope, Baiyunsheng has a home.

Parking sits in love with the maple forest in the evening, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Qingming" - Du Mu.

During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

By asking where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

Gift to Wang Lun" - Li Bai.

Li Bai was about to go on a boat, and suddenly heard the sound of singing on the shore.

The Peach Blossom Lake is thousands of feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun to send me love.

Yellow Crane Tower to Meng Haoran's Guangling - Li Bai.

The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.

The lonely sail is far away and the blue sky is endless, and only the Yangtze River skyline can be seen.

Seven-character ancient poems, also known as seven-character ancient poems, are the most lively forms, the most diverse genres, the most free processing of syntax and rhyme, and the most expressive form of lyrical narrative. To put it simply, it is long, large in capacity, and flexible in rhyme.

The Seven Words Ancient Poems are a general term for the Seven Ancient Harmony Songs.

The details are as follows:

First of all, the Seven Words and Songs come from the ancient music house, while the Seven Ancient is a separate poetic style after the production of the Seven Laws, and the origins of the two are different. Secondly, in terms of the main characteristics of the asana, the Seven Ancient Beings require a clear line of demarcation from the Seven Character Rhythm Poems (including the Seven Rhythms and the Seven Rows). From the perspective of literary style, the typical style of Qigu is upright, vigorous, solemn and elegant, and the typical style of singing is like flowing and vertical and horizontal.

The Tang Dynasty was a time when Chinese poetry shone brightly. Among the many excellent literary works of the Tang Dynasty, the ancient poems of seven words undoubtedly played an important role. The reason why Tang poetry became Tang poetry is largely because of the prosperity of Qigu in the Tang Dynasty.

As an ancient poetic style, Qigu has gone through a long and tortuous development process, and finally matured in the Tang Dynasty. In previous studies, more attention has been paid to the works of the Seven Ancient Dynasty and beyond. However, with a little attention to the history of literature, it is not difficult to find that the development of any literary genre is a complex and systematic process.