Tell us about some ancient poems that you find amazing, right?

There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking.

Tobu looks at Yuhang, the sea of clouds, and the end of the world is slim.

He became famous and returned to his hometown.

Drunk and laughed with the public for 30,000 games, and there was no need to sue for death.

I am not you, and I don't understand him from him. "From Dream of Red Mansions, we became best friends, probably to everyone's surprise, after all, they are two people who seem to have nothing to do with each other on the surface. But fate and chance are always so magical, and I think I am lucky to meet such a person in my life.

Look up to the secluded rock and look forward to it, and take the laurel branch to contemplate. Will be a thousand years of this encounter, what is the loneliness of Quan.

I have a pot of wine to soothe the dust. Pour out the rivers and seas, and give drinks to the people of the world.

But the distant mountains are long, the clouds and mountains are chaotic, and the mountains are green", in my heart, Su Shi has always been a genius on the same level as Li Bai, and the genius's ability to create the environment is really not beyond the reach of mortals.

The hero king overtook the Spring and Autumn Period, and the rise and fall were in an instant. There are several lines of names and surnames in the history, and there are countless barren hills in the north. The fields of the predecessors were collected by the later generations, and it was said that the dragons and tigers were fighting. (The final poem "Xijiang Moon").

The black clouds crush the city and want to destroy it, and the armor light opens to the sun", which is not contradictory at all. Moreover, Li He, this guy, wrote about the Tyndall phenomenon.

May I be like the stars and the moon, and the night is bright, and the night is bright" This sentence is probably the most beautiful vision of the world's women, and I am willing to be with you every bright moon night, a white moonlight.

On the sand and on the ground, the clouds break through the moon and the flowers make shadows. Heavy curtains cover the light. The wind is uncertain, people are quiet at the beginning, and the red path should be full tomorrow and sunset. (Zhang Xian's "Heavenly Fairy").

The night is dustless, the moonlight is like silver, and when the wine is poured, it needs to be full of ten. Fame and fortune, vain and hard work, sighing in the gap, fire in the stone, body in the dream; Hug the article, open who is pro, and Taotao, happy and naïve. When will I return, be an idler, to a long harp, a pot of wine, and a stream of clouds.

Su Shi "Xing Xiangzi".

The Yellow River is broken, have people ever been there? The old country is the new sorrow. If you want to buy osmanthus and carry wine, it is not the same as a teenager. (Liu Guo's "Tang Duoling").

Yulou Chun Yanshu.

The green poplar grass is long on the road, and it is easy to go when you are young. The remnants of the dream at the head of the building are five watches, and the bottom of the flower is sad for three times of moon rain. Answer: Ruthless is not as affectionate as bitterness, and an inch is still tens of millions of wisps. When there is poverty at the end of the world, there is only endless lovesickness.

Eight to near to far east and west, deep to shallow clear stream. As high as the sun and the moon, from relatives to husband and wife.

Title: Autumn River solo fishing picture Wang Shizhen.

A lily and a flat boat, a silk fiber and an inch hook. A song and a bottle of wine, a person fishing alone in the autumn.

Gift maid Cui Jiao.

The prince and grandson chased after him, and the green beads fell into teardrops. As soon as Houmen entered the deep sea, Xiao Lang was like a passerby.

Xijiang Yue Zhu Dunru.

Every day, the glass of wine is full, and the flowers bloom in the small garden. Singing, dancing, and laughing, unrestrained and unhindered. There are several spring dreams in the history of Qingshi, and how many geniuses are in Hongchen. Don't worry about and arrange, get it now.

Partridge Tian Yan a few.

The color sleeves diligently held the jade bell, but they were drunk and red. Dance low willow building heart moon, singing peach blossom fan bottom wind. After parting, memories meet, and several soul dreams are with you. There is a silver candle left tonight, and I am afraid that the meeting is in a dream.

I was worried about hurting the Sanskrit line, and I was afraid that I would not fall into the city when I entered the mountain. The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to its promise!

Dai retro wife's "Wishing to Copy Yingtai Near".

Pity many talents, attack the meager life, and have no way to keep you.

du。Crush the flower paper and endure it.

zhi writes broken intestine sentences.

The willows are inextricably linked, unbearable, and a little sad.

How to sue. The fate of this life is ended, and this body has been lightly allowed.

The words of catching the moon are not words in a dream.

If you come back again, you will not forget the place, and you will pour a cup of wine and the grave of the slave.

1, Song Dynasty Weng Juan "Rural April":

The green mountains are all over the white river, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of the sub-regulations.

There are few idlers in the countryside in April, so the sericulture is planted again.

Interpretation: The grass and trees on the hillside are lush in the fields, and the water color in the rice fields reflects the light of the sky. The cuckoo crowed in the misty drizzle. April in the countryside is the busiest time in front of Zen, just after the sericulture matter is about to plant seedlings.

2, Song Dynasty Xu Qian "Spring Tour to the Lake":

When will the double flying swallow return? The peach blossoms on the shore are dipped in water and boiled.

The spring rain struck the empty broken bridge, and the boat propped up the willow shade.

Interpretation: A pair of blind swallows, when did you fly back? The branches of the peach trees on both sides of the creek are soaked in the water, and the bright red peach blossoms have bloomed. It rained for a few days, and the river rose up and flooded the bridge, and people could not cross the river.

When it comes to amazing poetry, there are a thousand answers in the hearts of a thousand people.

Some people are amazed by the love of "may I be like the stars and the moon, and the light is bright and clean at night", some people are amazed by the friendship of "the wine is far away at dusk, and the wind and rain go down to the west building", and some people are amazed by the natural beauty of "the lotus wind sends the fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops are clear".

The sunset wine is far away, and the wind and rain go down to the west building.

Xu Hun, "Xie Ting's Farewell".

When he woke up, he had already gone away, and this sentence made Xu Hun not inferior to the poets of the Tang Dynasty.

After parting, memories meet, and several soul dreams are with you.

There is a silver light left tonight, and I am afraid that the meeting is in a dream.

Yan Jidao "Partridge Heaven".

I am afraid that the meeting is a dream, and the joy, complexity and disbelief of meeting are too real, which makes this poem pass down through the ages.

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

Meng Haoran "Summer Nanting Huaixin Da".

Every time I read this sentence, I feel that the summer lotus is too beautiful.

The indifference is light and cold on the small building, the Xiaoyin scoundrel is like a poor autumn, and the light smoke and flowing water paint the screen.

The free flying flowers are light like a dream, the boundless silk rain is as thin as sorrow, and the treasure curtain hangs a small silver hook.

Qin Guan "Huanxi Sand".

The whole poem is so beautiful, like a piece of crystal clear jade, which makes people never get tired of enjoying it.

Count the rain and the wind. Hazy moon clouds come and go.

Li Guan's "Butterfly Love Flowers: Spring Twilight".

Graceful light rain, light moon hazy, most suitable for reading when the light rain is dripping, beautiful to the bottom of the heart.

Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, and sold apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty in the deep alleys.

Lu You's "Lin'an Spring Rain and Early Ji".

Listening to the rain overnight, selling flowers in the Ming Dynasty, in the sound of rain in the south of the Yangtze River, time makes people nostalgic.

The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain.

Wei Zhuang "Bodhisattva Barbarian: Part II".

In Jiangnan, sleeping on a boat and listening to the rain is the dream of many people!

The courtyard is a little deeper, the willows are piled up with smoke, and the curtains are not repeated.

Ouyang Xiu's "Butterfly Loves Flowers".

Ouyang Xiu used three deep words in a row, which was intoxicated with what emotion; You are moved by these three deep words, which person do you think of?

<> "Are there any ancient poems that have amazed you?"

1.Original: I would like to give you the best.

Gu Wen: I would like to raise my pen and stare at the end of the painting, and the world will allow you to be prosperous for a lifetime.

2.Original text: First time we met, it was love at first sight.

Ancient text: The most is the infinite meaning of the gaze, which seems to be connected in the previous life.

3.Original: We love each other silently.

Ancient text: Speechless, secretly lovesick, no one knows outside the two hearts.

4.Original: I have only loved you all my life.

Ancient text: If you allow a person to be favored, you are willing to be generous for the rest of your life.

5.Original: I just want to be with you forever.

Ancient text: The wind has an appointment, the flowers are not wrong, the years are like this, and they will never lose each other.

6.Original: I don't love you anymore.

Ancient text: Since then, the brocade book has been suspended, and the painting building has no basis.

7.Original: Please believe that good things are happening.

Ancient text: There is little frost in the late year of the law, and the grass and trees in the world know when spring arrives.

8.Original: It's okay, I'll wait for you.

Gu Wen: White tea Qinghuan has nothing else to do, I am waiting for the wind and waiting for you.

9.Original: I'm single, I'm proud.

Ancient text: I float and I am crazy, like a wild crane swimming in all directions.