The most beautiful poems you ve ever heard or read, the poems that have touched you the most.

The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance. Classic accurate.

The most touching poem I can think of is the spring flowers and autumn moon, when, how much do you know about the past, Xiaolou last night and the east wind, the old country does not slip the banquet can look back on the moon, the carved fence jade masonry in the Ming should still be there, but Zhu Yan asked you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. This poem made me feel the deepest feeling, how painful it should be to lose the auspicious country.

Hello, according to your question, generally speaking, I personally think that Li Bai's poems are still very charming, and I like Wu Zao's the most: I am born to be useful, and my daughter will be dismantled and returned. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drinking.

Sometimes life needs to be so bold.

The most touching thing is Chen Ziang's late and wide poems, which have not seen the ancients before, and have not seen the people who have come after. Reading the code of heaven and earth, renting bright and leisurely, lonely and weeping.

1. The man who is the husband of heaven and earth, the reverse journey of all things; Those who have passed through time have passed by for hundreds of generations. And floating like a dream, for joy?

2, you don't see the sad white hair of the high hall Mingsen stool mirror, and the twilight of the green branch turns into snow.

3. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise a partner cup to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio.

One of the poems that touched me the most was: "Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers." ”。Everything goes hand in hand.

Tang Dynasty poet Yuan Zhen's poem: But will open his eyes all night long to repay his life without raising his eyebrows.

There are profits and losses in the month, and the flowers are blooming, and I want to say goodbye to the most bitter part of life. ——Zhang Mingshan, "Putianle Yongshi" 29The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch is formed.

Du Mu "Mountain Walk".

He lives in the north of Baiyun Mountain, east of Bishui Bridge.

Short hair is dashing and twilight rain, and the long placket falls in the autumn wind.

Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sinking boat, and ten thousand trees were spring in front of the sick tree.

When I feel the tears, I hate the birds. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring!

1. The one who slows down the bridge of the world and the world, the reverse journey of all things; Those who have passed through time have passed by for hundreds of generations. And floating like a dream, for joy?

2, you don't see the high hall mirror sad touch the white hair, like green silk twilight into snow.

3. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio.

4. Singing about the wine wheel mold, what is life? For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past.

5. The three spring flowers are early, and the flowers must be early. When the flowers bloom and fall, life is easy to get old.

6. Who reads the west wind and is cold alone? Xiao Xiao Huangye closed the window, pondering the past and setting up the remnant sun.

Before not trembling to see the ancients, after not seeing the light did not come, looking at the world of leisure, the single eggplant key disturbed and wept.

Mountain climbing. Du Fu Tang Dynasty

The wind is in a hurry, and the high ape howls and mourns, and the white bird flies back.

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

Thousands of miles of sad autumn Chang family shirt as a guest, more than a hundred years of illness alone on stage.

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

Liangzhou words: luminous cup, if you want to drink pipa, urge immediately. Drunk and lying on the battlefield, how many people came back to fight in ancient times?

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring!

Particularly sad.