Chang' an street is even more narrow and oblique, with green cows and white horses.
The jade chariot crosses the main place, and the golden whip flows to Hou's house.
The dragon bites the treasure to cover the morning sun and spits the sunset red tassel.
A hundred feet around the tree, a group of charming tails crying.
There are thousands of colors on the side of butterflies and thousands of colors on the silver platform of green trees.
Passing through the window is acacia, and the double que meets the phoenix wing.
Liang Jia's painting pavilion ascended to heaven, and the golden stem of Han Emperor was straight outside the cloud.
I don't know each other in front of the building.
Sorry, I play small fragrant purple smoke. I have studied dance for several years.
If you succeed, why don't you quit? You don't envy immortals.
I really admire comparing my eyes with mandarin ducks, but can't you see them?
I hate to embroider lonely bears on my forehead, so that I can get double colors from the curtains.
Two swallows fly around the painted beam, and Cui is covered with tulips.
Clouds, cicadas and temples, the first month is yellow.
The crow is yellow and white, and the posture is different.
Demon boy BMW iron even money, prostitute panlong golden knee.
Master Yu, crying at night, Ting Wei wants to live.
Zhucheng has a faint jade road, but there is no golden embankment in the distance.
Flying eagle with bullets in northern Ling Du, exploring pills to borrow guests from Weiqiao West.
Have invited the knight-errant lotus sword, * * * live in prostitutes' home.
Prostitutes wear purple clothes at dusk and their songs are full of breath.
People in the North Temple are like a moon every night, while people in the South Temple ride like clouds.
Nanmo Beitang is connected with Beili, and five plays and three essays control three cities.
Weak willows hang down to the ground, and good spirits rise in the dark sky.
In the Han Dynasty, Wu Jinqian took a jade carving of the Tu Su Nautilus Cup.
Luo Yan's treasure belt is for you, and Zhao Dance is for you.
Don't expect anything, don't give in the next day.
The spirit comes from irrigation and drainage, and dictatorship can't tolerate small items.
Autocracy is heroic, and young people sit in the spring breeze.
For thousands of years, he has been singing and dancing, boasting of arrogance and extravagance.
Festival scenery does not treat each other, mulberry fields need to change rapidly.
In the past, Bai Yutang was to be no.1. Today, only Song Qing is here.
Lonely and lonely, Yangziju, a book a year.
The unique Nanshan osmanthus hair flies around attacking people.
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2. Ask for a poem related to the Tang Dynasty, which should look good. Thank you. Qiu Zhang's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River".
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide.
Flowers on the river under the moonlight in spring
I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moon by the river! [1] The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel;
Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.
There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.
Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?
Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is similar year after year.
I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.
The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss.
Wu Yuyang's meticulous and heavy-colored painting "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"
Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?
Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.
The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.
At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.
Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.
Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.
In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.
I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.
Moonlit Night on the Spring River is the work of China Tang Dynasty poet Zhang. This poem * * * 36 sentences, every four sentences change rhyme, with a beautiful pen full of life breath, creatively reproduces the scenery of Jiangnan spring night, like a picture of the Yangtze River in the moonlight, and at the same time contains the pain of wandering homesickness. Poetry is ethereal and clear, lingering, washing away the thick fat powder in the palace of the Six Dynasties. The words are beautiful and beautiful. It is a swan song throughout the ages, and it has the reputation of "the solitary piece overwhelms the whole Tang Dynasty". Wen Yiduo called it "the poem in the poem, the peak on the peak".
3. The most beautiful poems of the Tang Dynasty are very demanding.
Li Bai: Drinking the moon alone, climbing the Tianmu Mountain, dreaming of Xuanzhou Xie [Moon Photo] Building, seeing off the school, it is difficult to enter the wine.
Du Fu: On a moonlit night, Wang Yue climbed the stairs.
William Wang: Liangzhou Ci
Cen Can: Farewell to Feng, the general of the Western Expedition.
Liu Yuxi: Wuyi Lane
Meng Haoran: Xia Sixin of Nanting
Li qi: ancient meaning
Bai Juyi: Pipa Preface and Eternal Sorrow
Li Shangyin: A Jinse of Untitled Leyou Tombs
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1992, a cultural institution in hong kong held the "most popular Tang poetry selection". So, voters chose this 10 from thousands of Tang poems: 1, Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer: a thread in the hand of a proud mother to make clothes for her wayward boy's body. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? 2. Du Mu's Qingming Festival: During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. 3. Li Bai thinks at night: the foot of the bed is bright, and there is frost? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. 4. Wang Zhihuan's "In the Heron Villa": The mountains cover the daytime, and the sea drains the golden river. By going up one flight of stairs, look further. Li Shangyin Le Garden Scenic Area: I walked through the graves of Le Garden with the shadow of dusk. Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk. 6. Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn": This morning in spring, I woke up easily, surrounded by birds singing. How many flowers fall after a stormy night. 7. Bai Juyi's "Farewell to Ancient Grass": The endless grass on the grassland comes and goes with the seasons. Wildfire never completely devours them, and they grow tall again in the spring breeze. Sweet they pressed on the ancient highway and reached the crumbling gate. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. 8. Kun Li's "sympathy for farmers": When weeding is at noon, sweat drips down the soil. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard? 9, Li Bai's "Chaobai Di Cheng": Chaoci Bai Di Cai Yun Room, a thousand miles away in Jiangling for one day. The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills. 10, He's Homecoming Couple Book: Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? -China writers and intellectuals are very appreciative of this, and the writer Liu Zeng wrote an article praising it. He thought: this 10 Tang poem is really often recited and always new. Even if they are recorded once, the soul always has an unspeakable joy. In a sense, this 10 Tang poem embodies the most precious and inherited essence of our Chinese tradition, and also embodies the height that our Chinese nation must look up to in pursuit of beauty.
4. Antique aesthetic sentence 1. Red dust and purple stranger, searching for thousands of Baidu, looking back at the Millennium, I am in love with Iraqis.
2. If you love each other, join hands to grow old together; If there is no chance, I will protect you. I don't want to be with you, I just want to be with you all the time.
The dream is full of flowers, and this feeling is not over and unforgettable. Although the string is broken, the song is still young.
4. I can't finish shedding acacia blood and tears, throwing red beans, and painting spring willows all over the ground.
I asked the flowers tearfully and flew over the swing.
6. Once upon a time, the flowers bloomed before the moon fell. Today next year, the ends of the earth.
7. Listen to the string break, break 3 thousand infatuation. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.
8. In the bleak scene, there is your most beautiful shadow. Elegance means quicksand, and soon you will be old.
5. Help me find a beautiful article about writing Tang poetry (online, etc.). China in Tang poetry (National Day prose).
Author: Wu Keji
Perhaps, there is a little Tang Dynasty hidden in each of us, so today, the Tang suit has returned to our wardrobe, the Chinese knot has been tied on our skirts and shirts again, and the songs of the Tang Dynasty have been wrapped in Yan Berry, echoing in our ears again and again ... There are 110,000 reasons to love China, so choose the most romantic reason to love her-Tang poetry was born in the Tang Dynasty, which was born in China and owned by China. I love Tang poetry more than China.
Standing in the long river of the century, looking at the shepherd boy's finger points to an eternal poetic prosperity-the Tang Dynasty, which is full of songs and dances. The poetry books of the Tang Dynasty are full of energy and eternal; There are 300 Tang poems, and the pen is full of flowers. Whether it's the tragic feelings of a strong man in the battlefield who never returns to his husband, or the feelings of a lady in a boudoir who misses her daughter to spend the autumn moon, the beauty of Tang poetry is absolutely beautiful and lasting, whether it hurts people's hearts, whether it has gone through the sea, whether it is inspiring or bleak.
Reading three hundred Tang poems and then reading one is like pulling out a rusty Gu Jian. In the darkness, there is a shining soul who respects the immortal heroes: rich in life and death, swallowed by mountains and rivers, full of dreams of horses and chariots, roaring back and forth in the sky ... they are all destroyed in the rolling waves. What a heroic Tang poem! Reading a Tang poem is like opening an ancient rouge box, and in the dense fragrance, a sigh of unfortunate beauty rises. I don't know about Jun Jun, but it's miserable and cold. Beauty curtain, tears look at flowers, how many lonely spring skirts are dyed red with pink tears! What a beautiful Tang poem! Shallow talk, wipe tears and cover up the volume.
The bell of Hanshan Temple lingers, spreading its wings through time and space, flying over the world of mortals, like a wild goose singing like a flute, and the sound spectrum is ileum. Things have changed, and the years are impermanent. How many emperors have changed! Tang Zong Song Zu, smashing halberds and sinking sand; Three thousand makeup, sighing. Wealth and fame are fleeting, and the king rules the Ganges. Only the bells of Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City are still repeating the eternal twilight. Jiang Feng's fishing in the Tang Dynasty lingered forever in the poems of the next generation, beating the sleepless nights on earth.
Moonlight in the Tang Dynasty. I don't know who first saw the moon on a moonlit night by the river. Since then, thousands of miles have been trickling to illuminate the loneliness of people who never sleep every night. The moon is the hometown of wanderers, and so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed is always the frost of homesickness;
The moon is the concern of Sifu. In the sound of rags, the brightness is decreasing every night. The moon is a lonely man's drinking friend, wandering around with my shadow, making the three of us toasters.
The wine in the Tang Dynasty was very strong. The poet has been attracted to raise a glass to drown his sorrows. He has changed his money for wine, but he wants to get drunk. Three glasses of wine can lead to Confucianism, and it is natural for Taoism to drink it all in one game. How many times can a person be intoxicated in his life? The breeze pours wine into the river and looks at the sword when drunk. When you are drunk, you forget the honor and disgrace of the world, and the world is cold. At present, the wine is strong, and I am full of pride if I come to a pot of spirits.
The pain of parting in the Tang Dynasty. Baqiao River is gurgling, and willow shadows keep flowing. Mulan's canoe has been urged to leave her sorrow, which caused an autumn rain last night and increased the endless water flow. What can't be left after the wicker is broken is the footsteps of Iraqis; What can't be left is the skirt of the years. A farewell song, two lines of tears, Xiang Jun Xiaoxiang and me Qin Xiang. It is said that there are people in the west who go out of Yangguan for no reason. Where can I meet you again?
Poets in the Tang Dynasty were noble. A pot of wine, a sword, a waning moon. Dancing and drinking all the way Dance a sword in the prosperous Tang Dynasty and drink a fallen fairy in the poetry circle. Drunk in Chang 'an, the son of heaven is hard to find, not a whitewash, not a hollow reputation. Laugh and sigh proudly, 90,000 Li Fengpeng is a positive move. The sea laughed and sent boats to travel all over the rivers and mountains of the old country. How can you ruin your eyebrows in life?
How unlucky the beauties in the Tang Dynasty are. On the blade, the long sleeves are wide and comfortable, the dance is light and graceful, and the clouds are full of flowers and tears. Everyone envies riding a princess and laughing in the world of mortals. Who pities Maweipo for hiding the wind with a touch of loess? Love is unreliable, and color is unreliable. I have been charming all my life, and I don't know who will give up accepting it. In the hall of eternal life, there is a long life and death, and this hatred is endless.
Ten thousand volumes disappear forever from ancient times to modern times, and a window fades to send the fleeting time. Three hundred poems have been deposited in the wind for thousands of years. Make a cup of chrysanthemum tea, hold a roll of "Three Hundred Tang Poems", listen to the pouring out of the rain in the evening, and listen to the horns and feathers of the palace merchants' midnight pipa. There was wind blowing through the curtains outside the window, and I suddenly forgot what night it was.
Tang is in my body, Tang poetry is in my hand, and the motherland is in my heart.
6. Dream back to the beautiful sentence of Datang 1, the moon, full of growth, is now at sea, and the horizon is * * * at this time.
Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant place, Zhang Jiuling Tang translation: A bright moon rises on the sea, and you and I are thousands of miles apart to enjoy the moon. 2, full of Haruka, apricot white at the entrance of the village.
Wesley Wang's "Spring Pastoral" Spring has come, cuckoos are singing in the house, and there is a large apricot blossom beside the village. 3. It's a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and I will meet you at the time of falling flowers.
Meet with each other on the riverside. Now it's a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and it's a reunion when the flowers fall. 4. Looking back and smiling, the powder and paint of Liugong faded into nothingness.
Bai Juyi's translation of Song of Eternal Sorrow in Tang Dynasty: Looking back and smiling, charming and moving; The concubines of the six officials are all eclipsed. 5, the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang' an flowers in one day.
After Graduation translated by Meng Church: Facing the mighty spring breeze, riding proudly is like enjoying the famous flowers in Beijing in one day.
7. Dream back to the beautiful sentence of Datang 1 A beautiful lotus is in full bloom on the rippling Kowloon Lake. Yang Yuhuan, wearing a long veil, emerged from the flowers. Slim figure, jade-like appearance, green mountains, hazy smoke trees, Long Ting. In the night, Yang Yuhuan floats around like a fairy, bringing people back to that distant history. ...
2. Dream back to the Tang Dynasty and see Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong, ruling the world by Zhenguan; Seeing the legendary female emperor Wu Zetian, the legacy of Zhenguan shows the strength of women; I saw Li Longji, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, and the prosperity of Kaiyuan benefited the world; I saw the charming style of Yang Yuhuan, a famous princess in past dynasties. "As long as she turns her head and smiles, there are hundreds of magic powers"; I saw Princess Wencheng, who married Tubo far away and made the two peoples live in harmony.
3. Walking into the antique Tang Furong Garden, what you see is the shocking Tang architecture-glazed roof tiles, which stretches for thousands of miles; The doors and windows are unpretentious and solemn. So I let my thoughts drift to Chang 'an 1300 years ago ... I am looking forward to a prosperous picture.
4. Looking at a thousand-year-old country, wandering in the long river of history, listening to the songs of the prosperous Tang Dynasty; I, with the passage of time, dream back to the Tang Dynasty. Here, there are countless human vicissitudes; Here, there are endless talents; Here, there are talents who are not praised enough; Here, there are endless joys and sorrows.
5. When I dream back to the Tang Dynasty, I communicate and experience the world with talented people of all ages. Dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty, I wandered in the long river of history; Dreaming back to the Tang dynasty, I realized the charm of history; Dream back to the Tang Dynasty and indulge in the dream of history. The faint scent of tea is refreshing and fragrant ... dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty seems to have happened yesterday.
8. Reasons for the prosperity of frontier poems in the early Tang Dynasty
On the one hand, it lies in the era of strong frontier defense and high self-confidence; On the other hand, it lies in the ambition of making contributions and the stimulation of the "entry system". Literati generally put pen to paper to join the army and go to the border to seek merit. As Yang Jiong said, "Better be a centurion than a scholar." ; Wang Weishi "forgot to say goodbye to the Phoenix, and served the country and took the Dragon City." If you are a scholar, you will grow old in the window. " ; Cen Can's poem "Fame is immediate, which is really a hero for her husband. "
Farewell poem
Farewell poems of Tang people are an important aspect of the essence of Tang poetry. Before the Tang Dynasty, the feeling of farewell was rarely expressed in poetry, unlike the Tang people who had to have poems when they were different, and created a "world record" of "hundreds of farewell poems, each with its own skills". Due to economic prosperity, loose politics and frequent wars, more and more people leave home to do business, seek wealth, study and learn, and join the army to serve the country. This is an important reason for the large number of farewell poems in Tang Dynasty. Moreover, in the Tang Dynasty, people's concept of farewell became stronger and stronger. Almost everyone wrote farewell poems, from emperors and officials to scholars in white clothes, and even pawns and farmers with a little literary literacy.
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9. Poems with artistic conception in the Tang Dynasty should be interpreted in words. Thank you. A typical example is Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains:
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
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Wang Wei (70 1—76 1) was born in Zhou Pu (now Yongji County, Shaanxi Province). Kaiyuan nine years (72 1), Jinshi. Once assigned to a fortress, he served in the DPRK most of the time, and the official was Shang Shu You Cheng. This is Wang Youcheng. Wang Wei was a master of writing pastoral poems in Tang Dynasty. His poetry is characterized by "painting in poetry" (Dongpo Zhi Lin), which is related to his mastery of painting and music. Autumn Night in the Mountain is five fresh and beautiful pictures of autumn mountain in the evening when Wang Wei lived in seclusion in Gunchuan.
The first song is "Empty Mountain after Rain, Standing on Autumn Night". It depicts the early autumn evening, with drizzle all over the mountains, cool air and wonderful scenery. The word "empty mountain" points out the tranquility here, just like a paradise.
The second picture is "The Bright Moon in the Pine Forest". In the twilight, the bright moon rises into the sky, and the silver moonlight shines through the branches and leaves of pine trees.
The third painting is "Crystal Stone in the Stream". Clear spring water pours on the rocks, shining in the moonlight, just like a piece of white silk shining in the wind, drifting with the wind. What a beautiful mood!
The fourth picture is "Bamboo quarrels with alkane girl". There was a silvery laughter from the bamboo forest. It was a group of hardworking and simple mountain village girls who had just washed their clothes and came back smiling in the moonlight. Maybe it's for something happy, fighting and chasing in the bamboo forest, and laughter is coming from outside the bamboo forest.
The fifth picture "Lotus leaves yield in front of the fishing boat". At this time, among the dense lotus leaves, the lotus is shaking and the water waves are rippling. It turned out that the fishing boat downstream was crossing the lotus leaf lightly. The cool autumn after the rain, the clear light of asking for the moon pine, the sound of clear water on the stone, the laughter of the girl playing the yarn, and the dynamic feeling of the fishing boat passing through the lotus bushes are harmoniously and perfectly combined to form a fresh and beautiful picture of rural life. This intoxicated the poet, so he couldn't help saying, "My friend's prince, spring has passed, and you are still here. What does it matter?"? "It turns out that" The Songs of Chu Recruit Hermits "said:" When the king returns, he cannot stay in the mountains for a long time. " The poet does the opposite, saying that although autumn is not as colorful as spring, it has its own unique tranquility and peace; Although the mountains are not as prosperous as the capital, they have their own cleanliness and simplicity. Here, he can stay away from the over-aged officialdom and live a clean and honest life, so he made up his mind to stay in the mountains and be a hermit. It can be seen that the author uses natural beauty to express his persistent pursuit of the ideal realm.