1. Poems about nightlife
2. Poems about nightlife in the Tang Dynasty
Poems about nightlife 1. Poems about nightlife
< p> Play chess with others. During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds. I didn't come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall.Meet gay friends. Living leisurely with few neighbors, the grass path leads to the deserted garden. The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk knocked on the door under the moon.
Sigh. The lonely grass grows beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. The spring tide brings rain in a hurry, and there is no boat crossing the wild crossing. Weaving. Seventeen is a gentleman's wife, and her heart is always filled with sorrow and sorrow. Since you are a government official, you will never waver in your integrity. The concubine left her room vacant and rarely saw each other. The cock crows into the machine's weaving, and there is no rest every night.
Weaving. Seventeen is a gentleman's wife, and her heart is always filled with sorrow and sorrow. Since you are a government official, you will never waver in your integrity. The concubine left her room vacant and rarely saw each other. The cock crows into the machine's weaving, and there is no rest every night.
Give it away. The Xunyang River sees off guests on the first night, and the maple leaves and flowers rustle in autumn. The master dismounted and was on board the boat. He wanted to drink wine, but there was no orchestra. It's too late to be drunk and happy to say goodbye. When we say goodbye, the vast river is soaked in the moon. Suddenly I heard the sound of pipa playing on the water, and the host forgot to return home.
Do the laundry. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.
I want a wife. The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost and startle again. I know the day when I miss each other, but I am embarrassed at this time and night. When I enter the door of my lovesickness, I know that my lovesickness is painful. Long lovesickness brings long memories, but short lovesickness lasts endlessly. If I had known that it would be such a stumbling block to people's hearts, why would I not have known each other in the first place.
Missing my husband. The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
Sleeping with other people’s husbands. You know that I have a husband, so you give me a pair of pearls. Feeling your lingering feelings, tied in red Luo Ru. The concubine's house has high-rise buildings and gardens, and the beloved man is holding a halberd in the bright light. I know that my heart is like the sun and the moon, and my husband's oath is like life and death. Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, why not meet again when you are not married.
Visit a brothel. In the down and out rivers and lakes, there is a wine shop, with a slender waist and light palms. After ten years, I dreamed of Yangzhou and won the reputation of a brothel.
Stealing. Hearing about dog thieves, they lurk day and night. Rubbing the bow and polishing the arrowhead, shooting at night without waiting for the light.
Climb the stairs. Silently, I went up to the west tower alone, the moon was like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu. Continuous cutting and confusion remain, which is the sorrow of separation. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart.
Shit. The north of Yujin Hall is painted on the east side of the building, and the prescription for changing bones is filled with Yaotong. The dew air secretly connects to the Qinggui Garden, and the wind blows towards the purple orchid bushes. Changchou may not lose to Sun Hao. Why bother with fragrant dates? Ask Shi Chong. Reminiscing about things and thinking about people, I can also get sentences. The green quilt is lying among the embroidered curtains.
2. Sentences about nightlife
1. If you fall in love with cigarettes and matches, you are destined to be hurt.
2. Don’t talk about love easily. The promise you make is the debt you owe. 3. The mouse said to the cat: I love you.
The cat said: Go away. The mouse shed tears and walked away. No one saw the cat shed a tear after the mouse left. In fact, there is a kind of love called giving up.
4. A kite spends its entire life taking risks just for one thread. 5. What makes a woman changeable is her face, but what makes a man changeable is his heart.
6. In the world of love, no one is sorry to anyone, only those who do not know how to cherish others. 7. If you can’t keep his heart, don’t call him a playboy.
8. The leaving of the leaves is the pursuit of the wind, not the unwillingness of the tree to stay. 9. You are not lonely when you are alone. Only when you think of yourself is you lonely.
10. In the past year, different stories have been told in every city and every corner. Begin to believe that life is like a firework, sometimes bright and sometimes desolate.
11. The fish said to the water: You can’t see my tears because I am in the water. Water says to fish: I can see you crying, because you are in my heart. 12. You are Yuanmou from Yunnan, and I am Zhoukou from Beijing. Let me hold your downy hand and take a bite.
Love makes us walk upright. 13. No one changes his heart on purpose. When he says he loves you, he really loves you, and when he says he doesn’t love you, he really doesn’t love you anymore.
14. You live at the head of the Yangtze River and I live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you day and night without seeing you. *** Drink the water of the Yangtze River - Li Zhiyi's "Divination": 15. Red beans grow in the southern country. How many branches will they sprout when spring comes? I hope you can pick more of them. This is the most lovesick thing - "Lovesickness" by Wang Wei.
3. Poems about life
● The person who lives the most meaningful life is not the person who lives the longest, but the person who feels the most about life.
——Rousseau
● The ideal of life is for the ideal life.
If life deceives you,
Don’t be sad or impatient!
Calmness is needed in gloomy days:
Believe, happy days will come. -- "If Life Deceived You"
Live and work in peace and contentment, have plenty of food and clothing, a bright future, a sunny road, happiness and health, happiness and health, peace and prosperity, prosperity, gathering together, a house full of gold and jade, and a happy family , reunite the family, have plenty every year, and have a successful career
4. Poems and prose about the small town night scene | nightlife are also acceptable, urgent
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The night is dormant all around
Like sea water, rushing over at any time
This noisy town
is just a broken ship about to be submerged< /p>
Shake a few times and then disappear
These old people walking slowly on the street
The excited children
The church towering into the sky
p>
Rows of low wooden houses hugging each other
——What are you thinking about at this time
You stand on the balcony
Listen to the familiar sounds
Getting farther and farther
Like the tired tide climbing up the embankment and beginning to fall asleep
The street lights turn on ambiguously
Like an expressionless slut, sizing up the pedestrians
And in the distance, at the edge of the town
has long been blocked by rows of street lights
p>
Cut off
You light up the cigarette
Take a deep drag
“All the running and busyness
It’s more like a lit cigarette
The longer you smoke, the shorter it becomes”
You close the door and turn on the wall lamp
Sit quietly in front of the window< /p>
Listen to the endless flow of the river
Take your time and beat
The town is about to fall asleep
Lonely like a larva< /p>
Crawling over quietly
Eating the limbs like mulberry leaves
You stretched out your hand, but caught nothing
Outside the window, The sea water has already
covered the roof
Poems about nightlife in the Tang Dynasty 1. Poems about nightlife
Waiting for others to play chess. During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds. I didn't come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall.
Meet gay friends. Living leisurely with few neighbors, the grass path leads to the deserted garden. The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk knocked on the door under the moon.
Sigh. The lonely grass grows beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. The spring tide brings rain in a hurry, and there is no boat crossing the wild crossing. Weaving. Seventeen is a gentleman's wife, and her heart is always filled with sorrow and sorrow. Since you are a government official, you will never waver in your integrity. The concubine left her room vacant and rarely saw each other. The cock crows into the machine's weaving, and there is no rest every night.
Weaving. Seventeen is a gentleman's wife, and her heart is always filled with sorrow and sorrow. Since you are a government official, you will never waver in your integrity. The concubine left her room vacant and rarely saw each other. The cock crows into the machine's weaving, and there is no rest every night.
Give it away. The Xunyang River sees off guests on the first night, and the maple leaves and flowers rustle in autumn. The master dismounted and was on board the boat. He wanted to drink wine, but there was no orchestra. It's too late to be drunk and happy to say goodbye. When we say goodbye, the vast river is soaked in the moon. Suddenly I heard the sound of pipa playing on the water, and the host forgot to return home.
Do the laundry. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.
I want a wife. The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost and startle again. I know the day when I miss each other, but I am embarrassed at this time and night. When I enter the door of my lovesickness, I know that I am suffering from lovesickness. Long lovesickness makes me remember each other, but short lovesickness lasts forever. If I had known that it would be such a stumbling block to people's hearts, why would I not have known each other in the beginning.
Missing my husband. The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
Sleeping with other people’s husbands.
You know that I have a husband, so you give me a pair of pearls. Feeling your lingering feelings, tied in red Luo Ru. The concubine's house has high-rise buildings and gardens, and the beloved man is holding a halberd in the bright light. I know that my heart is like the sun and the moon, and my husband's oath is like life and death. Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, why not meet again when you are not married.
Visit a brothel. Down and out in the wine shop, the waist is slender and the palm is light. After ten years, I dreamed of Yangzhou and won the reputation of a brothel.
Stealing. Hearing about dog thieves, they lurk day and night. Rubbing the bow and wiping the arrowhead, shooting at night without waiting for the light.
Climb the stairs. Silently, I went up to the west tower alone, the moon was like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu. Continuous cutting and confusion remain, which is the sorrow of separation. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart.
Shit. The north of Yujin Hall is painted on the east side of the building, and the prescription for changing bones is filled with Yaotong. The dew air secretly connects to the Qinggui Garden, and the wind blows toward the purple orchids. Changchou may not lose to Sun Hao. Why bother with fragrant dates? Ask Shi Chong. Reminiscing about things and thinking about people, I can also get sentences. The green quilt is lying among the embroidered curtains.
2. Who knows the Tang Dynasty poems about night?
Meng Haoran) The setting sun reaches the west ridge, and the ravines are dim.
The pine moon is growing in the cool night, and the wind and spring are full of clear sounds. The woodcutter has returned to his homeland, and the smoke and bird habitats have settled down.
The son comes in time, and Guqin waits for Luo Jing. Happy rain on a spring night (Du Fu) A good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. It sneaks into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. The clouds on the wild paths are dark, and the fire on the river boats is only bright. Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city. Travel Night Book Huai (Du Fu) The fine grass and gentle breeze on the shore, the dangerous raft of the boat alone at night.
The stars hang down over the vast plains, and the moon surges across the river. Isn't it famous for writing articles? Officials should retire due to old age and illness.
What does Piao Piao look like? There is a sandy gull in the sky and the earth. Zhongnan Bieye (Wang Wei) He was quite good at Taoism in his middle age, and he came to Nanshan in his later years.
Every time you come or go alone, you will know your victory in vain. Walk to a waterless place and sit down to watch the clouds rise.
I happened to visit Lin Sou, and we talked and laughed for a long time. Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan (Zhang Jiuling) The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.
Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night. When the candle is extinguished, the compassion light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can’t bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night’s sleep. Miscellaneous Poems (Shen Quanqi) I heard that Huanglong garrison did not disband for many years.
Poor Guiliyue, she grew up in the Han family camp. The young woman is in love with spring today, and her husband had sex last night.
Who can use the flag and drum to capture Dragon City? Secondly, at the foot of Beigu Mountain (Wangwan), travelers pass outside the green mountains and go boating in front of the green water. The tide is flat, the banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging.
Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun is entering the old year. Where can I get the hometown letter? Return to Yanluoyang.
Night mooring in Niuzhu, nostalgic for the past (Li Bai) Niuzhu, Xijiang night, there is no cloud in the blue sky; I board the boat and look at the autumn moon, remembering General Xie in the sky. I can also chant loudly, but this person cannot hear it.
In the Ming Dynasty, sails and mats were hung, and maple leaves fell one after another. Moonlight Night (Du Fu) Tonight in Yanzhou, I can only watch the moon in my boudoir.
I pity my children from afar, but I still remember Chang'an. The fragrant mist and clouds make the servant girl wet, and the clear jade arms are cold.
When do I lean on the empty canopy, my eyes dry with tears? On a moonlit night, I recall my brother-in-law (Du Fu). The garrison drum breaks the line of people, and there is a sound of wild geese on the edge of autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.
Sending Li Shijun of Zizhou (Wang Wei) There are towering trees in thousands of valleys, and cuckoos ring in thousands of mountains. It rained all night in the mountains, and there were hundreds of springs under the trees.
The Han women lost their banners and cloth, and the Ba people sued for their taro fields. Wen Weng turned over professors and did not dare to rely on sages.
Returning to Nanshan at the end of the year (Meng Haoran) Beique Xiu wrote a letter, and Nanshan returned to my hut. If you don’t know your talent, you will give up. If you are sick, you will lose friends.
White hair prompts old age, and green hair prompts the end of the year. I can never sleep with my sorrow, the pine moon night window ruins.
Stay in Tonglu River and send me an old trip to Guangling (Meng Haoran). The mountains are dark and the apes are sad, and the Cangjiang River flows rapidly at night. The wind rumbles the leaves on both sides of the bank, and the moon shines on a lonely boat.
Jiande is not my land, but we should reminisce about old travels. I will also send two lines of tears to the west of the sea.
Rewarding the journey for a long time and seeing the gift immediately on the autumn night (Han Hong) The long mat is facing the wind early, and the empty city is full of moonlight. There is a wild goose in the autumn of the star river, and thousands of families are at night with anvils and pestles.
The festival time should be late, and the heart time should be lying on credit. I have always recited beautiful sentences, but I didn't realize that I was already singing crows.
An old friend from Jiangxiang gathers in a guest house (Dai Shulun) The moon is full again in autumn, and the city tower is full of night. We also held a meeting in Jiangnan, where we encountered each other in dreams and doubts.
The windy branches scare the dark magpies, and the dew grass covers the cold insects. The captain of the brigade is drunk, and he is afraid of the dawn bell.
Farewell to Han Shensu in Yunyang Pavilion (Sikong Shu) Our old friends are separated by rivers and seas, and separated by mountains and rivers several times. When we first see each other, we are confused and confused, and we feel sad about each other's years.
The lonely lamp shines in the cold rain, and the deep bamboos are dark with smoke. There is even more hatred for the Ming Dynasty, and it is said that leaving the cup and cherishing the ***.
Zhangtai Night Thoughts (Weizhuang) The clear wind and rain are sad in the distant night. The lonely lamp hears the corner of Chu, and the waning moon descends from Zhangtai.
The fragrant grass has faded away, but the old friends have a different future. You can't send letters to your hometown. In autumn, the wild geese return south.
Farewell to Literary Farewell Poems (Fan Yun) The fog on the balcony is beginning to clear up, and the dream of the Zhu River is cut off. The distant mountains are hidden and visible, and the flat sand is cut off. The broken strings have a bitter sound, so don’t sing so sadly. Song. You are blowing away the dust of the car, and I am the East Gaosu. A poem to send to Shen Ji's room at night (Fan Yun) The night atmosphere is clear with the osmanthus water, and the morning clouds are clear in the Chu Mountain. The autumn wind resents the two hometowns, and the autumn moon separates thousands of miles away. Hanzhi Ning** *Collect, the frost ape travels and hears alone. The moonlight suddenly leaves me, and I win the laurel and think of the king. The poem of looking at the Weaver Girl (Fan Yun) The waterside is full of water, and the sky is self-pitying every night. I will not hesitate to suffer, but the river cannot fill it. A hundred feelings are heavy. Tie, one heart hangs in thousands of places. I wish to be a pair of blue birds, sleeping in front of the bright mirror. Staying in the Mansion (Du Fu) In the clear autumn, the well of the shogunate is cold, and I stay alone in the river city with a wax torch. The trumpet sounds sadly to itself in the eternal night, who can see the beautiful moonlight in the sky? The wind and dust are passing by, the music and books are gone, the pass is in depression and the land is in trouble.
I have endured ten years of poverty, and have been forced to move to a safe place. Boat trip in the middle of the river (Zhang Yanshi) After the rain, a foot of mud invaded the pole, and the fallen cattails and willows filled the door.
In the dream, I heard the sound of a broken corner, and looked at the new trend and the old traces. Fish and salt are everywhere in the market, and every family is raising children and grandchildren.
Moreover, an edict was issued to widen the people's power, but three coins for a fight of rice is of no use. Pavilion Night (Du Fu) At the end of the year, the yin and yang rush to short scenes, the sky is frosty and snowy, and the sky is cold.
The sound of drums and horns at the fifth watch is solemn and solemn, and the shadow of the Three Gorges Galaxy is shaken. Thousands of families cried in the wild when they heard about the war, and fishermen and woodcutters sprang up in several places in Yige.
The crouching dragon and the leaping horse end in the loess, and the human affairs news and books are lonely. Returning to Lumen Folk Song at Night (Meng Haoran) The bells of the mountain temple are ringing. It is already dark, and the fishermen are noisy as they scramble to cross the ferry.
People followed the sand road to Jianggu, and I also took a boat back to Lumen. The moonlight at Lumen opened the smoke trees, and suddenly I came to Pang Gong's hiding place.
The pine path in Yanfei is long and lonely, with only lonely people coming and going. Looking at Yueyang at dusk from Xiakou to Yingzhou (Liu Changqing) There is no wave or smoke in Tingzhou, and the longing for the lovesickness of Chu Ke is getting fainter.
The sunset in Hankou is like a dodo, and the autumn water in Dongting stretches far into the sky. The lonely city has a cold ridge behind it and the trumpets are blowing, and the alone garrison is lining the river and the boats are moored at night.
Jia Yi wrote a letter to express his concern for the Han Dynasty, and he was banished to Changsha for the pity of ancient and modern people. Later Ezhou (Lulun) Yunkai saw the city of Hanyang in the distance, just like a solitary sail.
Traders sleep during the day and know the waves are calm, while boaters talk at night and feel the tide rising. Sanxiang is worried about the autumn colors on the temples, and faces the bright moon when returning from thousands of miles away.
The old business has been exhausted with the battle, and it is even more worthy of the sound of drums and whistles on the river. Untitled (Li Shangyin) Last night's stars and last night's wind, west of the painting building and east of Guitang.
I don’t have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind. Separate seats are provided with spring wine to warm them up, and separate seats are covered with wax lamps and illuminated with red lights.
I listened to the drum and went to answer the official's call, walking around Malantai and turning around the tent.
3. Poems describing the prosperous scene of the Tang Dynasty
1. The nine heavens closed the palace, and the clothes of all nations worshiped the crown. ——Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, "He Jia She Ren's Early Visit to the Daming Palace"
Translation: In the early morning, hundreds of officials walked into the glorious palace at dawn, and kowtowed to the crowned emperor with envoys from all countries.
2. "Two Poems of Recalling the Past"
Du Fu, Tang Dynasty
Recalling the heyday of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, there were still thousands of families in the small town. The rice is dripping with fat and the corn is white, and both the public and private warehouses are abundant.
There are no jackals and tigers on the roads of Kyushu, and there is no good luck for a long journey. Qi Wan and Lu's carriages are moving in shifts, and the men plowing the fields and the women mulching trees keep up with each other.
The sage in the palace plays Yunmen, and all the friends in the world are glued together. There has been no disaster for more than a hundred years. Uncle Sun Li Le Xiao He Lu.
Translation: I think back in the prosperous days of Kaiyuan, small cities had a population of tens of thousands, agricultural harvests were abundant, grain reserves were sufficient, and warehouses for storing rice were also full. The social order is stable, the world is peaceful, there are no bandits running rampant, there are no jackals or tigers on the road, the journey is safe, and you can travel far at any time, so naturally you don't have to choose a good day.
At that time, handicraft industry and commerce were developed, and the roads were filled with vehicles of merchants doing trade. The men cultivated the mulberry trees and the women cultivated the mulberry trees, each in her own right. In the palace, the emperor played music to worship heaven and earth, and the atmosphere was peaceful and peaceful. The social atmosphere is good, people are friendly to each other, and have harmonious relationships. In more than a hundred years, no major disasters have occurred. The country is prosperous and the politics is clear.
3. Lanling wine and tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light. ——From "A Journey from a Guest/A Journey from a Guest" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: The Lanling wine is sweet and intoxicating, exuding the aroma of tulip, and the jade bowl filled with it is as clear and bright as amber.
4. Chang'an Avenue is narrow and sloping, with green oxen, white horses and seven-scented carriages. ——"Ancient Meanings of Chang'an" Lu Zhaolin·Tang
Translation: Chang'an's main road is connected to various small streets and alleys, with buffaloes and white horses, and fragrant wood cars coming and going on the streets.
5. "A Night Banquet with Xiang Zhongtang of Jinling Mansion"
Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang
The ears are full of music and the eyes are dazzled, and the buildings are full of pearls and emeralds. Because I know that the fairy cave on the sea is just like a wealthy family in the human world.
But I am worried that after the banquet, Qing'e has dispersed, and the moon is half-slanted over the Yangtze River.
Translation: My ears are filled with wonderful music, my eyes are filled with wonderful flowers, and the building is filled with girls in makeup that are better than the beautiful Wu Wa. Only then did I realize that the infinitely beautiful fairy cave in the sky was nothing more than this extremely luxurious and wealthy home on earth.
The red candles flickering in the embroidered curtain at night are like a busy city, and the dance skirts worn during the day are like the colorful clouds in the sky. Worried that it was just a party, the beauties dispersed accordingly, regardless of whether the bright moon over the Yangtze River was setting in the west.
4. What are the poems that describe the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty?
There is little vulgar rhyme, and nature loves hills and mountains.
____Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields·Part 1" The fragrance of rice flowers speaks of a good year. Listen to the sound of frogs.
____Xin Qiji's "Moon on the West River·Night Walk on the Yellow Sand Road" Egrets fly in the desert paddy fields, and orioles sing in the overcast summer trees. ____Wang Wei's "Jiyu Wangchuanzhuang's Work/Autumn Return to Wangchuanzhuang" It was noon on the day of hoeing, and sweat dripped from the soil.
____Li Shen's "Two Ancient Poems/Two Poems of Compassion for Farmers" The mountains are green and the rivers are white, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of the rules. ____Weng Juan's "April in the Countryside" The sunflowers in the green garden are waiting for the sun to set in the morning dew.
____Anonymous "Long Song Xing" The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, and the wheat flowers, white snow and cauliflower are sparse. ____Fan Chengda's "Four Occasions Pastoral Miscellaneous Xing·Part 2" The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they also learn to grow melons by the mulberry tree.
____Fan Chengda's "Summer Pastoral Miscellany Part 7" Planting beans at the foot of the southern mountain, the grass is full of bean seedlings. ____Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields·Part 3" I walked out of the front door alone and looked at the wild fields. The moon was bright and the buckwheat flowers were like snow.
____Bai Juyi's "Village Night" The fields are cultivated in the daytime and hemp is harvested at night. The children of the village are responsible for their own affairs. ____Fan Chengda's "Summer Pastoral Miscellany Part 7" The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes.
____Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields·Part 3" Ten miles west, the ripe rice smells fragrant, the hibiscus hedges fall and the bamboo silk is long, and the hanging mountain fruits hang green and yellow. ____Fan Chengda "Huanxisha·Jiangcun Road" There is no idle land in the world, and farmers are still starving to death.
____Wang Wei's "Weichuan Tianjia" Opening up the wilderness in the south, staying humble and returning to the garden.
____Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields·Part 1" It rains outside a curtain of doves, and there are several idle fields, with spring hoeing across the water. ____Zhang Yan's "Crossing the Clouds·A long-time guest from Shanyin recalls the misty and sad thoughts of Western Hangzhou again and again in spring" In the morning, he cleans up the wasteland and filth, and returns home with a lotus in the moonlight.
____Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields·Part 3" The plums are green, the plums are yellow, the vegetables, fat and wheat are ripe, and I am busy raising silkworms. ____Zhu Yunming's "Walking in the Mountains in the First Summer" There are several clumps of sand and grass and gulls scatter, and a heron flies over the vast river fields.
____Wen Tingyun's "Lizhou Nandu" At that time, people did not realize the hardships of farmers, and they would say that the grains in the fields grew by themselves. ____Yan Renyu's "Farmhouse" Even if there is no land, I am still dancing happily, not to mention looking forward to the new year in the field.
____Zeng Ji's "Su Xiudao Zhong" The setting sun shines on the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alleys. ____Wang Wei's "The Tian Family in Weichuan" The Tian Family is small with sparse fences and winding paths.
The cloud trees bloom at dawn.
____ Zhou Bangyan's "Popular Poppy·Sparse Fences and Winding Paths in Tianjiaxiao" In the middle of the night, the children are plowing at dawn, and the weak cattle are walking slowly and hard.
____Yan Renyu's "Farmhouse" The father plowed the plains and went to the fields, while the son went to the wilderness in the mountains. ____Nie Yizhong's "Tian Family" Cuckoo Feifei advises to plow early, and to pound the hoe to take advantage of the spring.
____Yao Nai's "Mountain Trip: Cuckoo Feifei Encourages Early Plowing" An old friend brought chickens and millet and invited me to Tian's house. ____Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Friend's Village".
5. Poems about wine in the Tang Dynasty
Drinking alone under the moon Li Bai A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.
Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me.
For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
Li Bai advises you not to refuse a cup of wine, for the spring breeze will bring smiles to you. The peaches and plums are like old acquaintances, and the flowers are blooming towards me.
The oriole crows in the green trees, and the bright moon peeks at the golden leopard. Yesterday I was beautiful, today my hair is gray.
The thorns grow in the stone tiger palace, and the deer walks in the Gusu Terrace. Since ancient times, the imperial residence has been closed to the public.
If you don’t drink, the people of the past will be safe. Xianghe Song Ci.
Dan Ge Xing Li Bai The day is so short, and a hundred years of suffering are easy to fill. The sky is vast, and the sky is endless.
Magu hangs her temples, half of which has turned into frost. When God saw the beautiful girl, he laughed a thousand times.
I want to capture the six dragons, and I will hang the fusang on my carriage. Beidou drinks fine wine, and persuades the dragons to drink wine.
Wealth and honor are undesirable, and people live in ruins. Xianghe Song Ci.
Two poems about wine by Li Bai The pine nuts live in Jinhua, and they enter Penghai in peace. Where did this ancient immortal come from?
Floating with rapid current, it suddenly changes into brilliance. Heaven and earth never change, but the appearance changes.
Who refuses to drink wine? Who will treat him if he is lustful? I advise you not to refuse the cup, the spring breeze will bring smiles to you.
The peaches and plums are like old acquaintances, and the flowers are blooming towards me. The oriole crows in the green trees, and the bright moon peeks at the golden lei.
Zhu Yanzi came here yesterday, but today her hair is gray. Thorns grow in the Stone Tiger Palace, and deer roam the Gusu Terrace.
Since ancient times, the imperial residence has been closed by a yellow gate. If you don't drink, the people of the past will be safe.
Self-sent Li Bai I am not drunk with wine, and my clothes are filled with fallen flowers. Drunk, the stream is full of moonlight, and the birds are rare.
About to enter the wine⑴ Li Bai If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return⑵! Don’t you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair⑶, it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening⑷! If you are proud of life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon. It is my nature that my talents will be useful⑸, and I will come back after all my gold is gone⑹.
If you enjoy cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle, you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine. Don’t stop as soon as you make a cup.
A song with Junge⑻, please listen to it for me⑼. Bells, drums, delicacies, and jade are not expensive enough; bells, tripods, jade, and silk are not expensive enough.
In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names. In the old days, King Chen used to have banquets, fights, and banter.
The master has little money, so he has to sell at his discretion. The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you! Xianghe Song Ci.
Yanmen Prefect’s Visit Zhang Hu The moon above the city is as frosty as water, and the people treading on the sand look like ghosts. In front of the lamp, I wipe my tears and test the fragrant fur, which makes a long sound of broken leaks.
A cup of wine is poured out from the camel bag, and the head is full of blood without looking back. I wish my young wife not to mourn. Fish, gold, tigers and bamboos come from the sky, and bones turn to ashes on the side of Yanmen Mountain.
Early Spring Night Banquet by Wu Zetian The ninth spring festival has begun, and thousands of doors open at night. The orchid lantern spits new flames, and the osmanthus is full of glory.
The wine must be full, and the cup does not need to be watery. It is necessary to make Xiajiang prosperous and then return to Panluo.
Gin and Wine by Bai Juyi My ears have been listening to the piano for the first time, and my mind has forgotten all about the wine. If you want to start the period and relieve drunkenness at the same time, you should talk about the four joys and not the three.
Drinking wine: Bai Juyi: Drinking wine and asking the sky, who in ancient and modern times will not die? What is precious is the time before death, less worry and more joy. The poor and understanding are in heaven, and the sorrow and joy are all by oneself.
Therefore, those who have reached Taoism go to that and take this. Don't say that you are not rich and have lived in a prestigious position for a long time.
I would like to ask among the clans, how many people drag Jin Zi? Don’t worry about growing old, and be happy to grow older. How many people are there in the class? The meal in court is not enough, and the five tripods are just for you.
It’s just a quilt to rest in peace at night. In addition, they all grow things, which are similar to me.
If you have children, you will not leave any money, let alone if you have no children at the same time? Persuading me to drink wine Bai Juyi Persuading me to drink wine, I won’t refuse. Please sing, don’t be too late to sing.
The song is long and the words are precise, which makes the listener extremely sad. A girl from Luoyang has a face like a flower, and a girl from Henan has a head like snow.
Self-Inscribed Wine Storehouse Author: Bai Juyi Poetry: The wild crane leaves its cage, and the empty boat is left to the wind. Send away sorrow and make trouble, move old people into leisure.
What else can I ask for? God will make this man rich. How can this man be so rich? His wine store is never empty.
[Liu Rengui’s poem says: Heaven will make this man rich. To be drunk is to be rich.
] Xianghe Song Ci. Drinking Cui Guofu As the day approaches and evening passes, there are no traces of people in the deserted villages and ancient tombs.
A bird flies among the dim thorns, singing and drinking wine from time to time. The ancients were not satisfied with the lack of wine, and the spirits of regret passed on this song.
I would like to send a message to all the young people of today that they will drink their best in their lifetime. Not Wine Author: Yong Tao Everyone talks about wine as a way to relieve worries, but I interpret it as a reason for hatred.
When you wake up one night and the lights are dim, you should not be worried about things. Drinking and Enjoying Nie Yizhong The sun and moon seem to have something to do, and they travel a week in one night.
The vegetation is still old, and life is worry-free. One drink can dissolve a hundred knots, and another drink can break away a hundred worries.
White hair bullies the poor and lowly, and does not get drunk. I wish that all the waters of the East Sea will flow into the cup.
An Deruan infantrymen went to Zuixiang for a tour together.
6. Poetry and prose describing the prosperity of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty
The incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is filled with golden armor
The air is fresh on March 3 , there are so many beauties by the waterside of Chang'an
I secretly heard the sound of singing and blowing, and I knew it was Chang'an Road
Hundreds of houses are like a chess board, and the twelve streets are like vegetable patches
Nine heavens open the palace, and all the nations wear their hats and worship them.
The Wei River collects the dusk rain, and there are many new rivers everywhere. The palace and garden are adjacent to the bright mountains, and the cloud forest has a green sky
The locust flowers dance in the wind and fall into the ditch, and the Zhongnan mountain scenery enters the city in autumn
The Chang'an Avenue leads to Xiaoxie, and the seven-scented carriage with green oxen and white horses ( Lu Zhaolin's "Ancient Meanings of Chang'an")
Chang'an is like spring returning after the snow, and the accumulated elements are condensed and even the dawn shines (Cen Shen's "The King of the Temple Department and the Early Morning After the Snow")
Selling wine on a road in Chang'an, once the building is a hundred feet high (Wei Yingwu's "Wine Shop Tour")
Jiucheng Road in Chang'an, the home of the five princes in Qili (Huangfu Ran's "Chang'an Road")
Looking back at Chang'an, there are piles of embroidery, and thousands of gates are opened on the top of the mountain (One of Du Mu's "Three Quatrains on Passing the Huaqing Palace")
7. Sentences about nightlife
1. Falling in love with cigarettes Matches are destined to be damaged.
2. Don’t talk about love easily. The promise you make is the debt you owe. 3. The mouse said to the cat: I love you.
The cat said: Go away. The mouse shed tears and walked away. No one saw the cat shed a tear after the mouse left. In fact, there is a kind of love called giving up.
4. A kite spends its entire life taking risks just for a thread. 5. What makes a woman changeable is her face, but what makes a man changeable is his heart.
6. In the world of love, no one is sorry to anyone, only those who do not know how to cherish others. 7. If you can’t keep his heart, don’t call him a philanderer.
8. The leaving of the leaves is the pursuit of the wind, not the unwillingness of the tree to stay. 9. You are not lonely when you are alone. You are lonely only when you want to be alone.
10. In the past year, different stories have been told in every city and every corner. Begin to believe that life is like a firework, sometimes brilliant and sometimes desolate.
11. The fish said to the water: You can’t see my tears because I am in the water. Water says to fish: I can see you crying, because you are in my heart. 12. You are Yuanmou from Yunnan, and I am Zhoukou from Beijing. Let me hold your downy hand and take a bite.
Love makes us walk upright. 13. No one changes his heart on purpose. When he says he loves you, he really loves you, and when he says he doesn’t love you, he really doesn’t love you anymore.
14. You live at the head of the Yangtze River and I live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you day and night without seeing you. *** Drink the water of the Yangtze River - Li Zhiyi's "Divination": 15. Red beans grow in the southern country. How many branches will they sprout when spring comes? I hope you can pick more of them. This is the most lovesick thing - "Lovesickness" by Wang Wei.