Poems about Huai 1. Poems about Huai
Postscript two poems about Zhongshan
Ask the Six Dynasties in Qinhuai, and there are only women playing flute in Jianglou. Zhaoyang Taiji has no road, and the yellow goose is covered with wicker.
Song Zhou Wenpu
Huaike
Autumn visitors in Wan Li, Changhuai, went to the high-rise building alone to look at the autumn scenery. People in the south may not listen to what they say, but China is only in the north.
Song Zhu Jifang
sent Cheng Xianpo across Yangzhou
Light unlined upper garment crossed Huaidong in wet rain, and Hebei became a famous wine in No.1 Middle School. You don't need to look for the past when you rest your horse. The trees in the Sui family mausoleum are in the autumn wind.
Zheng Hui of Song Dynasty
Bai Yong of Cao Jiahe
Smiling at Huai Bing, it is not easy to talk about success. Don't be ashamed to secretariat, poetry and wine are in the plain.
Song Yao Zhang and his
friends have been seeing each other for a long time, but they will never forget them. A comment on the old rain, temples to the new frost. Guests travel early in spring, but sit long at night when they are worried. Abandoned in the Ming Dynasty, speechless and homesick.
Song Ye Yin
Crossing the Huai River
Year: Song Author: Su Shi
Chao left Xinxi County, and there was chaos at first.
I stayed in Huainan Village at dusk, and I have crossed Qian Shan Red.
the ancient garrison of the partridge, fog and rain broke the post.
back to the suburbs of Liang and Chu, separated from the Central Plains forever.
where is huangzhou? imagine yunmengze.
my life is like listening, and I don't know what to do at first.
but there are fish and rice, and the physiology has already finished.
I like my youngest son alone, and I'm happy with my little things.
in times of hardship, the liver and lungs are as hard as stone.
you should talk to him, not just send him a bad illness.
(At that time, my family was at home, and I came alone with my son Minan. )
2. What are some good poems about Huai
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A big ship with a pair of oars, a middle-stream goose crows. The sky is clear, and the mountains are clear.
Fei Fu comes from the west, which is suitable for good luck. As soon as possible, Wang Qiaokui, gracefu, therefore, is human.
it's an honor to meet you again. Along the back and uncertain, wandering melancholy sign.
I was delighted to be welcomed by my floating mother when I stayed in Huaiyin. Fighting wine to cook yellow chicken makes a meal feel sincere.
Yu is a strong man of Chu, not Lu Zhusheng. Virtue must be rewarded, and it is light to be ashamed of a thousand dollars.
Burmese books are lonely and send songs far away. Tang Yu-xi of Huaiyin Houmiao, a general, will be a hero, and the yellow bell room will sigh with a good bow.
Those who make future generations go to the altar are afraid of making meritorious deeds. Give the young Tang Wen Tingyun a gift. There are many people who hate each other when they meet in the river and the sea, and the autumn wind leaves the Dongting waves.
Farewell to Huaiyin City on a drunken night, and shine a song on the tall buildings in the moonlight. Yi Shanyang Tang Zhao Wei's home is near Mei Gao's old house, with Zhu Xuanqing and Chu Bolian.
(j √) lotus incense winds around the hanging sleeves, and the willow wind winds across the flute boat. The city is blocked by Shizhou Yandao Road, and the temple faces a thousand hectares of sunset river.
the poor season is gone, and the flowers fall and the apes cry for another year. It's been a long time since Tang Liu Changqing, the mother's tomb, had a meal.
The ancient tomb is full of people's knowledge, and the water flows forward. Zhu Pingxing guest recommendation, mountain cuckoo worry.
Spring grass is vast and green, so Wang Sun used to visit here. Stay in Longxing Temple for the night, Tang Qi (qí), the mother's hidden incense brake, forgot to go home at night, and the ancient hall of Songqing.
The light illuminates the abbot's room, and the monk's clothes are used for punishment. Bai Yue preaches serenity, and violet is a metaphor.
smallpox is endless, and birds fly everywhere. On the first day of the first month of the first month, the guests who crossed the Huaihe River in the snow turned into Song Su Shi, and the long embankment turned to the Snow Dragon.
the ice cliffs are teething, and the wind leaves are messy. Thousands of miles wear the silver sea, and Chihiro crosses the jade peak.
I never practice the moon, so I live in Guanghan Palace. On the Huai River, Xiao Fa Song Su Shi's pale moon pours clouds and mourns the corners, and a small wind blows water and scales open.
in this life, I will be oriented to the Jianghu old people and count the ten contacts in Huaizhong silently. Song Zhongyan met the wind on the Huai River, but he was lucky in Changhuai River, and he traveled for ten years and three years.
fame is really gone, and it's easy to return to the plan. Today, the wind pity the guests, and the waves are usually piled up.
I came to Hongzekou at night, and the harsh cable sounded like thunder. Song Yang Wanli, who first entered the Huaihe River, left the Hongze bank for sand, and people didn't want to go to Tuhe River.
why is it that the sanggan side is far away, and the north of the middle stream is the end of the world. Liu Yue, Zhang Han declared the national war, and Zhao Zhang built the imperial base.
the Huaihe river is divided into the north and the south. who do you want to blame for the autumn wind with tears? The boat in the Huai river runs counter to the opposite, and even the ripple marks that have been aroused can hardly be achieved. Can only see the sky in the Oulu unrestrained, free to fly between the north and south shore.
The elders in the Central Plains don't talk empty talk, and they can't bear to complain when they meet Wang Ren. But I can't talk about returning to Hong, and I go to Jiangnan once a year.
In the Song and Qin Dynasties of Hangou, the frost fell and the water in Hangou was clear, and there were countless cold stars beside the boat. Gū) There was no land in the depths of Pu, and suddenly people laughed.
The fish and shrimp in the wall between Huai 'an and Sadula are splashed out of the net for the first time, and Mei Xingqing has taken a branch. Trees are full of tender sunshine and spring rain, and pedestrians cross the Huaihe River in April.
Huai' an visited the ancient Ming Dynasty and Yao Guangxiao's Jin Wu, and took many visitors from Chu, making it the first magnificent state in southeast China. The screen is everywhere, and the Huai River is floating in the sky.
The head of the city stirred up the black magpie, and the dam set sail for Bai Ou. The hero in the crotch is not seen today, and the light smoke makes people worry.
Zhou Xingming Wu Cheng'en Egrets are separated by Pufeng, and trees are reflected in the setting sun. In front of the village, a cloud will rain, and I will lean on the boat window to watch the dragon hanging.
3. What is the poem about lingering over Huai in The Best of Us
bell and drum would slowly toll the dragging nighthours, and the River of Stars grow sharp in the sky, just before dawn.
―― Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow Original: Song of Eternal Sorrow Don Bai Juyi, china's Emperor, craving beauty that might shake an empire, was on the throne for many years, searching, never finding. Till a little child of the Yang clan, hardly even grown, bred in an inner chamber, with no one knowing her.
but with graces granted by heaven and not to be concealed, at last one day was chosen for the imperial household. If she but turned her head and smiled, there were cast a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of the Six Palaces faded into nothing.
it was early spring. They bathed her in the FlowerPure Pool, which warmed and smoothed the creamy-tinted crystal of her skin. And, because of her languor, a maid was lifting her, when first the Emperor noticed her and chose her for his bride.
the cloud of her hair, petal of her cheek, gold ripples of her crown when she moved, were sheltered on spring evenings by warm hibiscus curtains. But nights of spring were short and the sun arose too soon, and the Emperor, from that time forth, forsook his early hearings.
and lavished all his time on her with feasts and revelry, his mistress of the spring, his despot of the night. There were other ladies in his court, three thousand of rare beauty, but his favours to three thousand were concentered in one body.
The Golden House is dressed up to serve the night, and when tables were cleared in the Tower of Jade, she would loiter, slow with wine. Sisters and brothers are all in the country, and, because she so illumined and glorified her clan.
she brought to every father, every mother through the empire, happiness when a girl was born rather than a boy. ...High rose Li Palace, entering blue clouds, and far and wide the breezes carried magical notes.
slow singing, slow dancing, slow dancing, the Emperor's eyes could never gaze on her enough. Till war-drums, booming from Yuyang, shocked the whole earth, and broke the tunes of The Rainbow Skirt and the Feathered Coat.
the Forbidden City, the nine-tiered palace, loomed in the dust, from thousands of horses and chariots headed southwest. The imperial flag opened the way, now moving and now pausing, but thirty miles from the capital, beyond the western gate.
the men of the army stopped, not one of them would stir, till under their horses' hoofs they might trample those moth-eyebrows. Flowery hairpins fell to the ground, no one picked them up, and a green and white jade hair-tassel and a yellowgold hair-bird.
the Emperor could not save her, he could only cover his face, and later when he turned to look, the place of blood and tears. Was hidden in a yellow dust blown by a cold wind, at the cleft of the Dagger-Tower Trail they crisscrossed through a cloud-line.
under Emei Mountain. The last few came, flags and banners lost their colour in the fading sunlight. But as waters of Shu are always green and its mountains always blue, so changeless was His Majesty's love and deeper than the days.
he stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, he heard bell-notes in the evening rain, cutting at his breast. And when heaven and earth resumed their round and the dragon car faced home, the Emperor clung to the spot and would not turn away.
from the soil along the Mawei slope, under which was buried, that memory, that anguish. Where was her jade-white face?. Ruler and lords, when eyes would meet, wept upon their coats, as they rode, with loose rein, slowly eastward, back to the capital.
the pools, the gardens, the palace, all were just as before, the Lake Taiye hibiscus, the Weiyang Palace willows. But a petal was like her face and a willow-leaf her eyebrow, and what could he do but cry whenever he looked at them?.
peach-trees and plum-trees blossomed, in the winds of spring, lakka-foliage fell to the ground, after autumn rains. The Western and Southern Palaces were littered with late grasses, and the steps were mounded with red leaves that no one swept away.
Li Yuan disciple Bai Fuxin, and the eunuchs thin-eyebrowed in her Court of PepperTrees;. Over the throne flew fire-flies, while he brooded in the twilight., he would lengthen the lamp-wick to its end and still could never sleep..
bell and drum would slowly toll the dragging nighthours, and the River of Stars grow sharp in the sky, just before dawn. And the porcelain mandarin-ducks on the roof grow thick with morning frost, jade is cold, who is with * * *.
with the distance between life and death year after year, and yet no beloved spirit ever visited his dreams. At Lingqiong lived a Taoist priest who was a guest of heaven, able to summon spirits by his concentrated mind.
and people were so moved by the Emperor's constant brooding, that they besought the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened his way in space and clove the ether like lightning, up to heaven, under the earth, looking everywhere.
above, he searched the Green Void, below, the Yellow Spring, but he failed, in either place, to find the one he looked for. And then he heard accounts of an enchanted isle at sea, the mountains are in nothingness.
with pavilions and fine towers in the five-coloured air, and of exquisite immortals moving to and fro. And of one among them-whom they called The Ever True, with a face of snow and flowers resembling hers he sought.
so he went to the West Hall's gate of gold and knocked at the jasper door, and asked a girl, called Morsel-of-Jade, to tell The Doubly- Perfect. And the lady, at news of an envoy from the Emperor of China, was startled out of dreams in her nine-flowered, canopy.
she pushed aside her pillow, dressed, shook away sleep, and opened the pearly shade and then the silver screen. Her cloudy hair-dress hung on one side because of her great haste, and her flower-cap was loose when she came along the terrace.
while a light wind filled her cloak and fluttered with her motion, as though she danced The Rainbow Skirt and the Feathered Coat. And the tear-drops drifting down her sad white face, were like a rain in spring on the blossom of the pear.
but love glowed deep within her eyes when she bade him thank her liege, whose form and voice had been strange to her ever since their parting. Since happiness had ended at the Court of the Bright Sun, and moons and dawns had become long in Fairy-Mountain Palace.
but when she turned her face and looked down toward the earth, and tried to see the capital, there were only fog and dust. Show affection for the old, and, through his envoy, sent him back a shell box and gold hairpin.
but kept one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box, breaking the gold of the hairpin, breaking the shell of the box. "Our souls belong together," she said, "like this gold and this shell", somewhere, sometime, on earth or in heaven, we shall surely.
and she sent him, by his messenger, a sentence reminding him, of vows which had been known only to their two hearts. On the seventh day of the Seventh-month, in the Palace of Long Life, we told each other secretly in the quiet midnight world.
that we wished to fly in heaven, two birds with the wings of one, and to grow together on the earth, two branches of one tree.. Earth endures, heaven endures; some time both shall end, while this unending sorrow goes on and on for ever.
Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty preferred beauty. After becoming emperor, he has been looking for beautiful women for many years, but he found nothing. The Yang family has a daughter who has just grown up and is very delicate and charming. She is raised in a boudoir, and outsiders don't know that she is absolutely beautiful.
She was born beautiful, and she was so beautiful that it was hard for her to be buried in the world. Sure enough, she soon became a concubine around Tang Minghuang. When she looked back and smiled, she was charming and charming; The concubines of the six officials are all eclipsed.
When the spring was chilly, the emperor gave her a bath in Huaqing Pool, and the warm spring water washed her skin. Maid to help her, such as water lotus weak graceful demeanour, which began to get the favor of the emperor.
The hair is like clouds, the face is like flowers, and the head is wearing a golden step. Warm lotus account, and the emperor * * * degrees spring night.
I only hate spring night deeply, and sleep till the sun rises high. The king was deeply in love with his children's tender hometown, and never went to court again.
I'm too busy to have leisure to bear the pleasure of serving you. Traveling with the emperor in spring and sleeping at night.
There are no fewer than 3, concubines in the harem, but only she enjoys the favor of the emperor. Dress up in the golden house and spoil the king every night; Let's have a feast on the jade upstairs, and the drunkenness will add a little charm.
all the brothers and sisters are honored by her, and the lintel of Yang's family is dazzling. Therefore, parents all over the world have changed their minds and become patriarchal.
The Yuyu Qionglou in Huaqing Palace on Mount Li soars into the sky, and the breeze wafts in all directions when passing through Yue Xian. Singing and dancing are more in tune, and the orchestral melody is vivid. The king watches it all day, but he never tires of watching it.
The drums of Yuyang Rebellion were deafening, and colorful plumage stopped playing in the palace. The Jiuchong Palace was suddenly dusty, and the king fled to the southwest with a large number of ministers, workers and beauties as soon as possible.
The motorcade stopped and went, and it was only a hundred miles west of Chang 'an. The Sixth Army stagnated and demanded the death of Yang Yuhuan.
The king had no choice but to kill Yang Yuhuan at the foot of Mawei Slope. The ornaments on the imperial concubine's head were scattered all over the floor.
and a green and white jade hair-tassel and a yellowgold hair-bird, precious headdresses are one after another. The king tried to save him, but he hid his face and wept. Looking back at the scene of the tragic death of the imperial concubine, his blood and tears could not stop flowing.
The autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, and the loess dust had disappeared, and the motorcade wound its way through the plank road and set foot on the Jiange Ancient Road. There are few pedestrians under Mount Emei, with colorless flags and no light in the sun and moon.
the beautiful scenery of Shu attracts the king's love. Looking at the moon in the palace is full of sadness, and listening to music on rainy nights is sad.
after the rebellion subsided, the king returned to Chang' an, passed by Mawei slope, saw things and thought about people, and hesitated. Under the steep slope, in the desolate yellow tomb, the beauty is no longer seen, only the graves lie in the mountains.
The monarch and the minister looked after each other, and their clothes were wet with tears. The East Wangjing was sad, and they trusted the horse to return to the court. When I came back, I saw that the pond garden was still there, and the hibiscus beside the Taiye pond was still there, and the weeping willows in Weiyang Palace had not changed.
Furong looks like Yuhuan's face, and Liu Yeer looks like her eyebrows. How can this situation not be sad? The spring breeze blows away the peach and plum blossoms, which makes people feel sad; The autumn rain dripped on the plane leaves, and the scene was even more miserable. Xingqing Palace and Ganlu Hall are depressed everywhere, and the autumn grass grows.
The fallen leaves in the palace are all over the steps, and no one has swept them for a long time. The actor's head is white, and the beauty of the maid-in-waiting has faded.
at night, fireflies fly in the palace, and it is still difficult for the king to fall asleep when the lamp runs out of oil. Counting the delayed bells and drums, the more you count, the longer the night feels.
look at the starry sky in the distance until the dawn in the east. The frost flowers on the Yuanyang tile are reborn, and the cold jade.
4. What are the poems describing "Huai 'an"?
Huai 'an is the first state in the southeast, surrounded by mountains and full of moonshine. -"Chuzhou presents Guo Shijun" Bai Juyi
At night, I heard that the songs of Chu were homesick, and the situation was when Huainan fell. -
The first time I stayed in Huaikou, Song Zhiwen, I said goodbye to Huaiyin City in a drunken night, and the moon shone on the tall buildings. -
Wen Tingyun, a gift to a teenager, held a state division in Huai 'an ancient place, and painted a corner of gold to blow on any day. -
Liu Yuxi's original poem: the first state in the southeast of Huaishui, with the hills surrounding the moon as a building. The gold ribbon hangs at the bottom of the waist, and Bai Xuege's poems put pen to paper. Laugh at children riding bamboo horses and get drunk and take guests on fairy boats. In charge of the beautiful things, he Yan Lin zong and Xi Hou.
from: Bai Juyi's
Appreciation: Huai 'an is the place where the poet's friends moved up. At the beginning, Huai 'an has beautiful scenery and superior geographical position, which lays the foundation for the next poet's good wishes to his friends. The whole poem expresses the poet's encouragement and good wishes to his friends.
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5. There are poems written by Huai Hesheng in the poem
1. Grass grows across Huai
Tang
Li Duan
"Sending New Town to Dai Shulun Mingfu"
2. Tides in Huai Kou urge Xiao Du
Song
Maogu. On the Moon, I was born in Huaishang Yunchu San
Li Zhong
Going to Huaichun at dusk
4. It was drizzling in Huaitian
Tang
Nothing
Sending Tian Zhongcheng to Cai Zhou in summer
5. He was born in Huaiqi
Tang
Jiao Ran
Answer beans. The boat was born in my Huai River.
Song
Lu You
"On October 17th, I gave birth to a birthday, but it was lonely in the village."
7. I was born in a hurry and it was dark in Huai River.
Song
Lu You
"On October 17th, I gave birth to a birthday, but it was lonely in the village." Traveling into Huailiu Township is a taste of life
Song
Su Xun
Two Poems on Sending Wu to Be Made and Recovering Tanzhou in China
1. Wind and thunder produce Huaiyu
Song
Mei Yaochen
Watching Zhu Biao, Officials, Officials, Officials, Mowing the North Garden
11. Huai Si.