Drink the moon alone.
Author: Li Bai
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
beauty
Author: Du Fu
Who is cuter than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley.
A good girl from Ziyun.
When the problem appeared in the customs area, her brother and close relatives were killed.
What's the use of them in high positions, they can't even protect their own lives? .
The world is dismissive of adversity, and hope will go out like the light of a candle.
Her husband, with a wandering heart, is looking for a new face like jade.
When the morning glory is rolled up at night, the mandarin ducks lie side by side.
He can only see the smile of his new love, but he can't hear the cry of his old love.
The stream is pure at the source of the mountain, but its water turns dark far away from the mountain.
Wait for her maid to come back after selling pearls, and then she needs straw to build the roof.
She picked some flowers, not for her hair, but for letting pine needles fall from her fingers.
She forgot the thin silk sleeves and the cold, and leaned against a tall bamboo.
clear stream
Author: Wang Wei
I have sailed on the river of yellow flowers and been carried by the green stream.
Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.
The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees.
The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.
In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water.
Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! .
Spring boat on Lake Ruoya.
Author: money
Deliberate joy has no end, no matter what happens, I will continue.
And my boat and I, before the evening breeze, skimmed the flowers and entered the lake.
At dusk, I turned to the valley to the west, where I could see the southern star on the other side of the mountain.
The mist rose and circled softly, and the low moon slanted through the Woods.
I choose to put aside all worldly things and just be an old man with a fishing rod. ..
At the retreat in Wang Changlin.
Author: Chang Jian
Here, in a clear deep lake, the hidden place is just a lonely cloud.
The moon in the middle of the pine forest is shining like a husband.
Maoting has a thick shadow, and the peony garden gathers moss particles.
I also want to reject the secular, and the western hills Luan crane gregarious.
Rong:
Farewell General Yan at the station.
Author: Du Fu
Send you away from here, green hills and empty air, double parting.
When can we raise our glasses again? We walked in the moonlight last night.
Everyone in every county praises you and can't bear to leave you. How glorious you are in the Three Dynasties.
After seeing you off, I went back to Jiangcun village and spent the rest of my life alone.
grass
Author: Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
2. The word Huarong is used in the poem, and the sentence flower: "Drinking the bright moon alone" Author: Li Bai has a pot of wine from the flower room, and I drink it alone. No one is with me.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Who is cuter than Du Fu's Beauty? Yet she lives alone in an empty valley. A good girl from Ziyun.
When the problem appeared in the customs area, her brother and close relatives were killed. What's the use of them in high positions, they can't even protect their own lives? .
The world is dismissive of adversity, and hope will go out like the light of a candle. Her husband, with a wandering heart, is looking for a new face like jade.
When the morning glory is rolled up at night, the mandarin ducks lie side by side. He can only see the smile of his new love, but he can't hear the cry of his old love.
The stream is pure at the source of the mountain, but its water turns dark far away from the mountain. Wait for her maid to come back after selling pearls, and then she needs straw to build the roof.
She picked some flowers, not for her hair, but for letting pine needles fall from her fingers. She forgot the thin silk sleeves and the cold, and leaned against a tall bamboo.
"Qingxi" Author: Wang entered Huanghuachuan, which was carried by a green stream. Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.
The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees. The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.
In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water. Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! .
"Spring Boat on Lake Ruoya" Author: If you think about it, there will be no end to it. No matter what the future holds, I will go forward bravely. And my boat and I, before the evening breeze, skimmed the flowers and entered the lake.
At dusk, I turned to the valley to the west, where I could see the southern star on the other side of the mountain. The mist rose and circled softly, and the low moon slanted through the Woods.
I choose to put aside all worldly things and just be an old man with a fishing rod .. "A retreat in Wang Changlin" Author: Chang Jian here, a clear and deep lake, only hides a lonely cloud.
The moon in the middle of the pine forest is shining like a husband. Maoting has a thick shadow, and the peony garden gathers moss particles.
I also want to reject the secular, and the western hills Luan crane gregarious. Rong: "Farewell to General Yan at the Station" Author: Du Fuyuan farewell, turned around at the foot of these purple mountains.
When can we raise our glasses again? We walked in the moonlight last night. Everyone in every county praises you and can't bear to leave you. How glorious you are in the Three Dynasties.
After seeing you off, I went back to Jiangcun village and spent the rest of my life alone. Bai Juyi's grass, boundless grass on the plain, comes and goes with the seasons.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
I have read thousands of books about Wu Yong's poems, and I have been clever and ingenious all my life. Hidden in the chest are soldiers, and hidden in the abdomen are soldiers. Strategy dares to bully Zhuge Liang, but Chen Ping is no match for talent. One or two moves were stunned by ghosts and gods.
Wu Yong, a hundred-word pedant, is Mr. Jia Liang. Smart life, read thousands of books. Make two copper chains. Wu Yong gave advice to Classical, outwitted the outline of birth, charmed Yang Zhi, a blue-faced beast, and stole 100,000 gold, silver and jewels that were given to Taishicai for his birthday in the book of the famous Beijing school. Song Jiang was caught reading anti-poetry in Xunyang Building, and was taken to the execution ground with Dai Zhong. When he was about to cut, Wu used a trick to rob the giving court and saved Song Jiang and Dai Naizong. Sung river hit Zhujiazhuang twice and failed; When attacking Zhujiazhuang for the third time, Wu conquered Zhujiazhuang with the strategy of interlocking his palms. When Wu Yong broke the serial horse, he sent a thief to trick Xu Ning into Liangshan. When Song Jiang was in trouble in Huazhou, Wu Yong gave advice and borrowed Su Taiwei's golden bell to hang it, and rescued Jiu Wenlong Shi Jin and Hua Monk Lu. Throughout his life, he has repeatedly made strange plans and made meritorious military deeds. Zhao An was appointed as Wu Shengjun's special envoy. After Song Jiang and Li Kui jy were killed, Wu Yong hanged himself in front of Song Jiang's grave with Hua Rongdao and was buried with Song Jiang.