What are the good poems, what are the good poems, recommend them?

North wind, snow, lonely geese.

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and daylight, the north wind blows geese and snow.

Don't worry about the road ahead, no one in the world knows you. - Don't Dong Da".

Hair. The white hair is 3,000 zhang, and the fate seems to be long.

I don't know where to get the autumn frost in the mirror. - Song of Qiupu

Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads and westerly winds and thin horses. The sun is setting, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world. - Tianjingsha Qiusi

Lonely moon, sycamore, remnant autumn.

Silently go up to the west building alone, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu. Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is sorrowful, don't be a general taste in the heart. - Meet and Greet".

Falling. Flowers and flowers are flying all over the sky, who has mercy on the red incense? —Funeral Flowers

Cold rain, cold wind.

Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, too hurried, helpless to come to the cold and rainy night. Rouge tears, leaving people drunk, when is it heavy, since people grow and hate water Changdong. - Cry in the Night

Cuckoo (also known as sub-gauge).

Yang Hua fell to the end of the rules, and heard that the dragon marked the five streams.

I send my heart and the bright moon, with the wind until the night is long. ——I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and Long Biao was sent here.

Lonely boat. The lonely grass stream grows on the side, and there are yellow orioles singing deep trees.

The spring tide brings rain and comes in a hurry, and the wild ferry is unmanned and self-controlled. - Chuzhou West Stream

River. Yu Gu is in the Qingjiang River under the stage, and there are many pedestrians in the middle of tears. Looking at Chang'an in the northwest, there are countless poor mountains, and the green mountains can't cover it, after all, it flows eastward. - Bodhisattva Man".

Spring breeze. Tobacco is like bisi, Qin Sang has low green branches, when the king returns to the sun, it is when the concubine breaks her intestines. I don't know each other in the spring breeze, what is going on? - Spring Thoughts

In fact, the artistic conception in this is also found in other verses, and some of the above verses have a lot of repetition. That's basically it, I thought about it for a while, and said tiredly.

Classic and beautiful poems.

1. The beast furnace Shen hookah, the remnants of the green swamp, and the lines are written into the acacia biography. - Zhang Kejiu, "Sai Hongqiu".

2. I know that I am in love for a long time, and I look forward to the sound of the river. ——Li Shangyin, "Traveling Alone in Qujiang in Twilight".

3, Yu Shen Yan is at the end of the world, and he believes that the world is not bitter. - Dai Shulun's "Acacia".

4. If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight. - Qin Guan, "Queqiao Immortal".

5. How to live and die differently? —Chen Hengke, "Portrait of Chunqi".

6. Married as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love. - Su Wu, "Married as a Husband and Wife".

7. May I be like the stars and the moon, and the night will be bright and clean. ——Fan Chengda, "Che Yaoyao Chapter".

8. There are no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart is clear. —Li Shangyin, Untitled

9. The spring heart is full of flowers, an inch of acacia and an inch of gray. ——Li Shangyin, "Untitled Six Songs".

10. Hate each other is not as good as the tide and have faith, and the lovesickness begins to feel that the sea is not deep. - Bai Juyi's "Waves and Sands".

11, people are affectionate and affectionate, but now they are really not affectionate. - Nalan Xingde, "Breaking the Huanxi Sand".

12. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even if there are thousands of styles, who to talk to. - Liu Yong's "Yulin Bell".

13. I sincerely know that everyone has this hatred, and the poor * husband and wife mourn everything. ——Yuan Zhen's "Three Songs of Sorrow and Sorrow".

14, who can sue for a loneliness. Counting the preface, it is always a light burden. - Liu Yong, "Day and Night Music".

15, Zun Qian planned to say the return date, but he swallowed miserably before saying goodbye. - Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Mansion Spring".

16. Ask the world, what is love, and teach life and death. - Yuan Hao asked "Touching the Fish".

17. Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. ——Gong Zizhen's "Jihai Miscellaneous Poems".

18. When do you know when you will see each other? It's hard to feel the night at this point. - Li Bai, "Three Five Seven Words".

19. Don't refuse to say that beautiful vow because it may change, and don't dare to ask for a heartfelt encounter because it may be separated. - Xi Murong's "Imprint".

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

1, "Far and Near".

Modern Gucheng.

You, look at me for a while, look at the clouds for a while.

I feel that when you look at me, you are far away, and when you look at the clouds, you are close.

2, "Accidental".

Hyundai Xu Zhimo.

I am a cloud in the sky, projected by chance in the heart of your waves.

You don't need to be surprised, let alone rejoice, to be wiped out in an instant.

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

You remember the reputation well, it's better for you to forget, the light that shines on each other at this rendezvous!

3. "Error".

Hyundai Zheng Chouyu.

I hit the south of the Yangtze River and walked through, and the face in the season is like the blossoming of a lotus.

The east wind does not come, and the catkins in March do not fly.

Your heart is like a little lonely city.

Just like the bluestone street to the evening, the sound of trampling is not loud, and the spring curtain of March is not revealed. Your heart is a small and fast window.

My Dada's hooves are beautiful mistakes.

I am not a returner, but a passerby.

4, "Alley".

Modern Gucheng.

The alleys, crooked and long.

No doors, no windows.

I took an old key and knocked on the thick wall.

5. "Weight".

Hyundai Han Han.

She put the bloody head on the scales of life, so that all the survivors lost their weight.

6, "Arc".

Modern Gucheng.

The birds were in the wind, and they turned quickly. acres of repentance.

The boy went to pick it up, a penny.

The vine is a tentacle that extends because of fantasy.

The back of the waves rises as they retreat.