Bai Juyi s best ten poems, Bai Juyi s 12 most classic poems

Song of Long Hate (excerpt 1).

The Han Emperor was heavy on the country, and Yuyu couldn't ask for it for many years.

The Yang family has a girl who has just grown up, and she is raised in the deep boudoir.

Natural beauty is difficult to give up, and once chosen on the king's side.

Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color.

The spring cold bathes in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water is slippery and creamy.

The waiter helped up the delicate and weak, and it was the time of the new inheritance.

The cloud sideburns and flowers are shaking, and the hibiscus tent is warm for the spring night.

The spring night is bitter and short, and the day is high, and the king does not rise early from then on.

There is no leisure for the Chenghuan banquet, and the spring is a special night from the spring outing.

There are 3,000 beauties in the harem, and 3,000 are pampered in one.

The Song of Long Hate (excerpt 2).

In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch.

The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever.

Pipa Xing" (excerpt 1).

Xunyang Jiangtou night send-off, maple leaves and flowers in autumn.

The master dismounts and the guest is in the boat, and there is no orchestra to drink wine.

If you are drunk, you will say goodbye, and you will be immersed in the moon in the vast river when you are drunk.

Suddenly heard the sound of pipa on the water, and the host forgot to return to the guest.

Xun Sheng secretly asked who the player was, but the pipa stopped and was late.

Move the boat to close to each other, invite each other, add wine and return to the lamp to reopen the banquet.

After a long time, he came out, still holding the pipa and half covering his face.

The hinge plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before the tune.

The strings cover up the sound and thoughts, as if they are complaining about their lack of ambition.

The low-brow letter continued, saying that there was no end to the matter in my heart.

Gently and slowly wipe and pick up, at the beginning of the neon dress after the sixth.

The big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers.

Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.

Pipa Xing (Excerpt 2).

There was a snub in front of the door, and the boss married a businesswoman.

The businessman valued profit over parting, and Fuliang bought tea in the previous month.

Pipa Xing" (excerpt 3).

It was sad and not like a forward voice, and the whole audience wept when they heard it.

Who cried the most in the seat, Jiangzhou Sima Qing's shirt was wet.

Selling charcoal" sells charcoal, cutting and burning charcoal in the southern mountains.

The face is full of dust and smoke, and the temples are pale and the fingers are black.

What is the profit from selling charcoal? The clothes on the body eat in the mouth.

The poor shirt is single, and the heart is worried and wishes for the cold.

At night, a foot of snow outside the city came, and Xiao drove a charcoal cart to roll the ice ruts.

The cattle are trapped and the people are hungry, and they are resting in the mud outside the south gate of the city.

Who are the two riders? The yellow-clothed messenger is white-shirted.

The hand put the paperwork in his mouth, and returned to the car and led the ox to the north.

A cart of charcoal, more than 1,000 catties, the palace envoy will not regret it.

Half a horse of red silk and a zhang of silk, tied to the cow's head to fill the charcoal straight.

Spring trip to Qiantang Lake.

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.

Flowers are not flowers, flowers are not flowers.

Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, come in the middle of the night, and go in the morning.

When you don't have a lot of spring dreams, you can't find anywhere to go to the clouds.

Ask Liu 19. Green ant new brew wine, red clay small stove.

If you want snow in the evening, you can drink a glass of nothing!

1, "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake" 2, "Grass Endowed with Ancient Grass Farewell" 3, "Remembering Jiangnan, Jiangnan Good" 4, "Twilight River Yin" 5, "Nanpu Farewell" 6, "Dalin Temple Peach Blossoms" 7, "Chishang" 8, "Ask Liu Nineteen" 9, "Night Snow" 10, "Flowers Are Not Flowers".

Bai Juyi's 12 most classic poems are as follows:

1, "Peach Blossoms of Dalin Temple": The world 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.

2, "Remembering Jiangnan": Jiangnan recalls, followed by Wu Palace. Wu wine a glass of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa double dance drunk hibiscus, sooner or later.

3, "Farewell to the Ancient Grass": Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old - withered glory. Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate. Yuanfang invaded the ancient road, and the clear green connected the deserted city. He sent Wang Sun to go, and he was full of farewell.

4, "Twilight River Yin": A remnant sun spreads in the water, half of the river is sorrowful and half of the river is red. Pity the three nights of the first month of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.

5. "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake": 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.

6, "Early Spring": The snow disappears and the ice is released, and the scenery and wind are restored. The fields are wet, and the leaves are roots. The official residence is quiet, and the sun and west are obliquely closed. If you don't open the old scroll, who do you want to talk to.

7, "Early Winter Instant Memories of the Emperor's Rain Ten": The cold bamboo wind becomes a rhyme, and the leaves of the barren street are piled up. If you want to find a couplet, drink a warm cup first. The cap is worn for frost, and the furnace is turned on because of the test fire. There are always guests, and you should never come.

8, "Ask Liu Nineteen": Green ant new wine, red clay small stove. If you want snow in the evening, you can drink a glass of nothing!

9, "Dream of New Poems": The wind and moon are cool tonight on the pond, and the young musicians are in good clothes. When the new words in the fairy hall arrive, they will broadcast sheng songs as music.

10, "Night Theme Jade Spring": When you meet guests, you love the landscape, and you are tired of the hustle and bustle when you meet the monks. Yuquan Lake pine room, to and no one for many years.

11, "Gift to Zheng Yin": The old pavilion in the northeast of Fuchi, after a long absence, I was drunk once. But please sweep the floor and bring your own glass of wine.

12, "Selling Charcoal": Selling charcoal, cutting and burning charcoal in the southern mountains. The face is full of dust and smoke, and the temples are pale and the fingers are black.

What is the profit from selling charcoal? The clothes on the body eat in the mouth. The poor shirt is single, and the heart is worried and wishes for the cold.

At night, a foot of snow outside the city came, and Xiao drove a charcoal car to grind ice ruts. The cattle are trapped and the people are hungry, and they are resting in the mud outside the south gate of the city. Who are the two riders?

The yellow-clothed messenger is white-shirted. The hand put the paperwork in his mouth, and returned to the car and led the ox to the north.