What are the poems about overlapping words?

1. What are some very artistic overlapping poems? 1. "Drama Effect Overlaying Fonts" Ming Dynasty: Lu Ruoteng Hidden in the spring dock, the misty clouds are clearly reflected on the water; the birds are singing, and thousands of flying flowers are flying. Drinking and tea are served in the court hall, and music and music are played in the yamen every night; who knows that sorrow and resentment are building up, and every house is home after home. Translation Chunwu is located in the Yangyang Reservoir, reflecting the sunset. Birds are chirping happily and tidbits are flying. The wine shop is open every day and there is music and entertainment every night. Who knows that the sorrow and resentment in the heart has been built up, one family after another. 2. "Double Yan'er Playing with Duplicate Words, Success" Modern Times: Deng Jiazhen, empty, colorful, and diverse. The wind is blowing and the moon is shining. Deep in love, attached to love, swallows and swallows. Everyone is often upset and laughs at the trivial details. Stop and stop properly, diligently and charmingly, from generation to generation. 3. "The Overlapping Words Drunk Taiping and Rain in the Mid-Autumn Festival" Ming Dynasty: Huanghuai There was chaos and crazy clouds suddenly gathered. It's light and misty. In Lingling, Zhejiang, the Toad Palace is surrounded by the sound of rain. Menlan, Chang'e has a beautiful face. It's so urgent that Yu Liang can't bear to go up the stairs. The meaning is hanging, and it is difficult to chant Li Bai's poem when opening the bottle. The road is long and difficult to follow when playing the flute and playing jade. Hate the long time, the longer the leakage will last forever. Translation All the clouds in the sky are gathered together. A gray mist hung lightly over the water. There was a slight drizzle and a cold breath, and the Toad Palace was closed and locked. Although she has a pretty face, she still cannot lift her spirits. I felt anxious and wanted to climb the stairs but couldn't. The will is quite weak, and Li Bai's poems are not missed. 4. "The Imitation of Autumn Boudoir by Liu Qingtian" Ming Dynasty: Lu Xiangsheng How long have we been longing for each other? Take time to deal with your worries. The beauties lean on the jade railings, and the new moon, the new autumn, the new weather are timid. The sun is overcast, the night is deep, and the leakage is more frequent. The sound of leaves can be heard until dawn. Whether the dream comes true or not. Translation: When will I stop thinking about you day and night? My sorrow has engulfed me. Leaning on the railing alone and looking out, the crescent moon in the sky faintly exudes a cold air. I felt lonely and lonely all day and night. The birds were chirping, making it difficult for me to sleep. 5. "Green Grass by the River" Han Dynasty: Anonymous Green grass by the river, lush willows in the garden. Yingying, the girl upstairs, is shining brightly through the window. E'e wears red makeup and has slender bare hands. She used to be a housewife, but now she is a slut. The prodigal will never return, and it is difficult to stay alone in an empty bed. Translation The meadow beside the river is green, and the lush willow trees in the garden are lush. The woman standing on the embroidery floor has a plump figure, and her face shines like a bright moon as she leans against the window. She was dressed in a gorgeous red dress, holding out the window with her slender white fingers, looking forward to her relatives in the distance. She used to be a brothel girl. She wanted to live a normal life and became the wife of a wanderer. I don't want the wanderer to never come back after traveling far away. It is unbearable to leave her alone in an empty house. The loneliness is unbearable.

2. A true overlapping poem "Yao Yao Han Mountain Road" Hanshan Yao Yao Han Mountain Road falls by the cold stream. There are always birds chirping, but there is no one in silence. The wind blows on my face, and snow accumulates on my body. I don’t see the sun in the morning, and I don’t know the spring every year. Lining the river, you can see the boundless waves in the sky. The sky is falling, the rain is falling and the smoke is green. The green mountains cover the temple. The white, white and red flowers are in front. The wild geese are coming and going on the sand. The ferries are passing by, sitting and watching endless generations of stories. Baochai tells the story of The Dream of Red Mansions. Dai embroidery, overlapping words, poems, flying away, swallows are busy, two, two, three, three days, long rain, wind, wind, flowers, silence, overlapping, overlapping tears, walking, empty, empty, real, long, dream, light, thick, pretty makeup, earnest thoughts, indifference, sadness, everything Mangmang

3. What are some artistic overlapping poems? We have collected several artistic overlapping poems, please refer to: "Slow Voice" [Song Dynasty] Li Qingzhao: Searching, searching, deserted, Miserable and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is suddenly warm and then cold. Three cups and two cups of light wine, how can I defeat him? It's late and the wind is blowing! The wild geese are passing by, and I'm sad, but it's an old acquaintance. The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, haggard and damaged, who is worthy of picking them now? Watching the window, how can I be alone in the dark! The phoenix trees also have drizzle, and they drop bit by bit at dusk. This time, how can the word "sorrow" be mentioned? One of "Nineteen Ancient Poems": Green grass by the river, lush willows in the garden. Yingying, the girl upstairs, is shining brightly through the window. E'e wears red makeup and has slender bare hands. "Yao Folk Songs in December" [Yuan Dynasty] Wang Shifu: Since we left, the distant mountains are faint, and the distant water is even more distant. Seeing the willows flying and rolling, I am drunk with the peach blossoms. The fragrant breeze blows through the cabinet, and the dusk rain falls on the heavy door. I'm afraid it will be dusk again without realizing it. How can I not extinguish my soul if I don't wake up? The new cry mark presses the old cry mark, and the heartbroken person remembers the heartbroken person. "Shu Huai" [Ming Dynasty] Zhu Quan: It rains one after another, the bamboos are green, and the wind flowers fall on the green shade.

Poverty and hatred moan bitterly about poverty and loneliness, and confusion and sorrow interrupt dreams. The faint ridge is separated by many letters, and the misty river is like an inch of heart. Because I have something to do, I am idle and silent, and I am intrusive because of my carelessness and old age. A poem with overlapping characters of mountains, seas and sky ·Anonymous: Ink is splashed across the sky, and the rain is fluttering like smoke. Green mountains cover the temple, and the river is filled with white and red flowers. There are wild geese on the sand, and ferries come and go. Walking, sitting, and watching the infinity, passing on words from generation to generation. A poem with overlapping words that awakens the world ·The unknown person is busy pursuing, spending the spring and autumn in the cold and warm. Working day and night to plan the family affairs, I am confused and my head turns white. When will right and wrong end, and when will worries and troubles cease? It is clearly a road, but thousands of people refuse to repair it.

4. The road is long and long, I will search for it up and down. The wind is rustling and the water is cold. When the strong man is gone, he will never return to Qingchuan. The Hanyang trees are fragrant. Parrot Island with luxuriant grass. The tall buildings in the city meet the wilderness, and the sea and sky are filled with sorrow and thoughts. From now on, the four seas are home, so the forts are rustling and the reeds are blooming in autumn. I regret pressing the golden thread every year to make wedding clothes for others. Cut off the water with a knife, the water will flow more, raise a cup to eliminate the sorrow, and the sorrow will become more sorrowful. The snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as a mat, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace. The river and the sky were completely dustless, and there was only a solitary moon in the bright sky. Life is endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar year after year. The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the green maple pond is full of sorrow. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi and Xiaoxiang roads are endless.