But there is a problem. What is "Miss Yun's clothes"? -Is it a dark cloud? Is it a fire cloud? Or colorful clouds? I think it's white clouds. Look at the last two sentences, "If I hadn't seen Yushan for the first time, I would have met Yaotai under the moon". Isn't this the feeling of white? So there should be no doubt that the imperial concubine was wearing white clothes at that time.
Secondly, a red dew, condensed fragrance, sex and rain, Wushan, heartbroken. Excuse me, who is leaning on new makeup like a poor swallow in the Han Palace? I think this song is about peony. "A red dew condenses fragrance"-it is the shape of a flower.
"Wushan Yunyu heartbroken"-means that flowers have spirit, even if Wushan Yunyu is unparalleled. Wushan is a natural phenomenon and peony is also a natural landscape. Isn't it comparable? If sex has gods, famous flowers should be more spiritual.
King Xiang of Chu was heartbroken by the beauty of Wushan in the past, but he didn't know that the beauty of peony was better now. "Who is like the Han Palace? Poor swallows lean on new makeup"-"Han Palace" refers to the Tang Palace, "Yan Fei" refers to the imperial concubine, and there are 3,000 beauties in the Tang Palace. Who can compare the beauty of peony? Only the imperial concubine.
Its three famous flowers fell in love with this country and were often laughed at by the king. Explain that the spring breeze hates the agarwood pavilion and is northward. The beauty of the country and the peerless flower "respect each other as guests", and the king also laughed it off.
Peony blooms in late spring, and bloom withers. How can there be no hatred in the spring breeze? And what do you hate at this moment? In short, the first song of Qing Ping Diao is about people, the second song is about flowers, and the third song is about kings. To write about the beauty of people, use flowers to describe it-"Spring breeze blows the threshold, showing wealth."
Write about the beauty of flowers, and then compare it with people-"Poor Yan Fei leans on her new makeup". Beauty naturally likes this famous flower.
But I didn't know that mantis catches cicada and yellowbird is behind, which made the king next to me very happy. The emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been in office for many years, searching and never finding it.
Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her. However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day.
If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace. It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin.
Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride. On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head.
But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing. He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night.
There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person. The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly.
Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family. When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire.
... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes. Singing and dancing slowly, the emperor's eyes can't stare at her enough.
Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes. The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses.
The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate. People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths.
The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird. The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears.
Hidden in the yellow dust blown by the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack in the path of the dagger tower. Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun.
But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky. He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest.
Heaven and earth in last contact, the dragon car comes home, and the emperor never leaves. The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? .
Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital. Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow.
But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? . Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground.
The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept. Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. .
Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. He will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep ... bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear.
And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *. The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream.
There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration. People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her.
He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere. Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places.
Then he heard a narrative about the magical island at sea, and the mountains were in nothingness. There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth.
And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers. So he came to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell the perfect person.
This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy. She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen.
Because she left in such a hurry, her muddy hair ornaments hung aside, and when she came along the platform, her flowered hat was loose. A breeze blew her cloak and fluttered with her movements, as if she were dancing with a rainbow skirt and feather coat.
Tears fell from her sad pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers. But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her.
Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan. But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust.
He expressed his love for the old man and sent him back a shell box and gold hairpin through his special envoy. However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken.
"Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together. She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath.
On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
2. There are clouds in the poem that describe Yang Yuhuan, like clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows the threshold.
If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon. The second song is red incense, and the sex rain is heartbroken.
Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow relies on new cosmetics. Its three famous flowers love each other and smile like kings.
Explaining the endless hatred of the spring breeze, the agarwood pavilion leans to the north and fades forever. China emperor Bai Juyi's Song, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, searched for it on the throne for many years, but failed to find it. Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her.
However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.
It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.
On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head. But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing.
He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night. There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person.
The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly. Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family.
When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire. ... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes.
Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes will never stare at her. Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes.
The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses. The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate.
People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths. The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird.
The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears. Hidden in the yellow dust blown by the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack in the path of the dagger tower.
Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun. But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky.
He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest. When I returned to Yulong this day, the emperor clung to it and refused to leave.
The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? . Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital.
Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow. But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? .
Spring breeze blows on your face, peaches and plums bloom at night, and autumn leaves fall all over the ground after autumn rain. The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept.
Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. . Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. , he will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep. ..
Bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear. And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *.
The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream. There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration.
Thinking of the king, they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. Then he heard a narrative about the magical island at sea, and the mountains were in nothingness.
There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth. And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers.
So he came to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell the perfect person. When I heard the messenger of the Han family, she was surprised to see the dream of Jiuhua and Huagai.
Pulling clothes and pushing pillows back and forth, the silver screen of pearl foil opened. Because she left in such a hurry, her muddy hair ornaments hung aside, and when she came along the platform, her flowered hat was loose.
The wind blew the fairy, as if she were dancing in a rainbow skirt and feather coat. Tears fell from her sad pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.
But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her. Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan.
But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust. So she took out the keepsake he gave, and gave him a shell box and a gold hairpin through his messenger.
However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken. "Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together.
She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
But in Liu Yuxi's Ma Wei Xing, Yang Guifei died not by hanging herself, but by swallowing gold! Ma Youxing Author: Yuxi Liu Green Field Road Horse. Yang Guiren on the roadside, the grave is three or four feet high.
But when I asked the children in the middle, they all said they were lucky in Shu. The army punished the family, and the son of heaven gave up the demon Ji.
A group of officials squatted on the curtain, and the nobles took the emperor's clothes. Low-spinning beautiful eyes, windy days are dull.
Noble people drink gold chips, and they suddenly avoid Mu Ying. I have taken apricot Dan all my life, and the color is really the same.
Stay away from the car dust and peek in the alley. * * * I love make-up face, Thrushcross King.
There are no traces of shoes, and the lights of the shoe group have not gone out. See people on the rocks, see Ling Bo socks.
The postman loves the path, and the knot is untied by hand. A thousand eyes spread, and the fragrance never stops.
Rings shine and jewels are priceless. It is about to enter Xianyang city, and Jia Hu is surprised.
How Yang Guifei died is still a mystery to future generations! A poem included in "The Whole Tang Poetry" is dedicated to Zhang, and the sleeves are moving. Autumn smoke is full of red light, the wind is swaying on Yunling ridge, and running water is blowing by Liuchi.
3. What are the 1 and three quatrains about Yang Guifei's poems? Once upon a time: Tang Dynasty Author: Du Mu Chang 'an looked back at embroidered piles, and thousands of doors opened at the top of the mountain.
As soon as I rode on the smile of smoke and smoke, no one knew that the fresh fruit litchi was sent from the south. Vernacular interpretation: Looking back from Chang 'an, Mount Li looks like piles of splendid scenery. On the top of the mountain, thousands of doors of Huaqing Palace opened in turn.
As soon as I rode, the smoke billowed and the princess smiled. No one knows that the south has sent litchi fresh fruit. This poem lashed out at the extravagant life of Xuanzong and Yang Guifei through the typical event of sending litchi, and its artistic effect was subtle, exquisite and well-known.
2, "Song of Eternal Sorrow" (this poem describes Yang Guifei's sentence with examples) Dynasty: Tang Dynasty Author: Bai Juyi until a child of the Yang family, almost did not grow up, grew up in an inner room, no one knew her. However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day.
If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace. Vernacular translation: The Yang family has a daughter who has just grown up and is very delicate and charming. She was brought up in a boudoir, and outsiders didn't know that she was absolutely beautiful.
Natural beauty and beauty made it difficult for her to be buried in the world, and soon she became a concubine around Tang. She looked back and smiled, charming and moving; The concubines of the six officials are all eclipsed.
Yang Yuhuan, a court musician and dancer in Tang Dynasty, was good at singing and dancing. His musical talent is rare among the queens of past dynasties, and he is praised by later generations as one of the four beauties in ancient China. Although her figure is plump, the history books also record that she is a master dancer, and she is also proficient in Hu Xuan's dance. Her figure is swaying and jumping like the wind, which is dazzling.
After entering the palace, Yang Yuhuan followed the feudal imperial court system, but did not ask about state affairs or intervene in power struggles. With his charming, docile and extraordinary musical talent, he was favored by Xuanzong in all aspects. Although he angered Xuanzong because of jealousy and was sent out of the palace twice, it was still difficult for Xuanzong to give up in the end. If Yang Yuhuan was born in other times, he may not be Yang Guifei.
In the Tang Dynasty, fullness was the beauty, while in Yang Yuhuan, it was "coagulated fat and colorful". Even the fat began to "coagulate", emitting a rouge-like gorgeous color, which requires certain skills. Baidu Encyclopedia-Three Poems of Huaqing Palace Baidu Encyclopedia-Everlasting Sorrow Baidu Encyclopedia-Yang Yuhuan.
4. Describe Yang Guifei's ancient poem Song of Eternal Sorrow. Tang Bai Juyi, the emperor of China, is eager to shake the beauty of an empire. He has been in office for many years and has never found it.
Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her. However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day.
If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace. It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin.
Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride. On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head.
But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing. He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night.
There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person. The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly.
Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family. When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire.
... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes. Singing and dancing slowly, the emperor's eyes can't stare at her enough.
Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes. The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses.
The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate. People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths.
The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird. The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears.
Hidden in the yellow dust blown by the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack in the path of the dagger tower. Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun.
But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky. He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest.
Heaven and earth in last contact, the dragon car comes home, and the emperor never leaves. The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? .
Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital. Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow.
But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? . Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground.
The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept. Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. .
Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. He will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep ... bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear.
And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *. The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream.
There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration. People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her.
He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere. Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places.
Then he heard a narrative about the magical island at sea, and the mountains were in nothingness. There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth.
And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers. So he came to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell the perfect person.
This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy. She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen.
Because she left in such a hurry, her muddy hair ornaments hung aside, and when she came along the platform, her flowered hat was loose. A breeze blew her cloak and fluttered with her movements, as if she were dancing with a rainbow skirt and feather coat.
Tears fell from her sad pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers. But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her.
Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan. But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust.
He expressed his love for the old man and sent him back a shell box and gold hairpin through his special envoy. However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken.
"Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together. She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath.
On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
The poem describing Yang Guifei is 1.
Clouds need clothes, flowers and capacity, and spring breeze blows the threshold to show wealth.
If it weren't for the head of Yushan Mountain, I would meet Yaotai under the moon.
Rhyme translation:
Clouds are her clothes and flowers are her beauty;
The spring breeze blows the railings, and the dew is moist and colorful.
If you can't see it at the top of Yushan Mountain,
It must be under the moon in Yaotai that we can meet!
2.
Red dew is fragrant,
Making love is a waste of time.
Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace?
The poor swallow leans against her new makeup.
Interpretation of poetry
You are like that brilliant red peony flower, with dewdrops on its leaves and fragrant flowers. You are in love with the king. The legendary king of Chu and the goddess met in Wushan. Once compared with you, it is really inferior. Can you tell me who was as beautiful as you and loved by the emperor in the former Han Palace? Probably only Zhao, who is as light as a swallow and can dance with his hands!
Appreciation of poetry and prose
Both Wushan Goddess and Han Gong Feiyan are stunning beauties, but they are still slightly inferior to the national princess. The poet praised Yang Fei with ancient metaphors. The language in the poem is rich and the words are well-written. When reading this poem, people feel that it is a peony, a beautiful jade color, and nothing else.
3.
Flowers pour across the river, enjoying each other, and common kings smile.
Beauty and red peony complement each other, and beauty and famous flowers make the monarch and king smile. Moving beauty is like spring breeze, which can eliminate infinite resentment. North of Chenxiang Temple, your princess leans against the railing.
6. What poems describe Yang Guifei? 1.
Lipper
Clouds need clothes, flowers and capacity,
The spring breeze opened the threshold and showed its richness.
If it weren't for the head of the Yushan Mountains,
I will meet Yaotai under the moon.
Red dew is fragrant,
Making love is a waste of time.
Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace?
The poor swallow leans against her new makeup.
Famous flowers poured into the countryside and enjoyed each other.
Looks like a smiling king.
Explain the infinite hatred for the spring breeze,
The agarwood pavilion withers in the north.
2. The first of three quatrains in Huaqing Palace
Du Fu
Looking back at Chang 'an, Mount Li is like a pile of splendid scenery, and the gates of Huaqing Palace on the top of the mountain are opened in turn.
As soon as I rode on the smile of smoke and smoke, no one knew that the fresh fruit litchi was sent from the south.
Hope to adopt, thank you.
7. There are 1 poems describing Yang Yuhuan, and Three Poems of the Qing Palace.
Du Mu
Looking back at Chang 'an, Mount Li is like a pile of splendid scenery, and the gates of Huaqing Palace on the top of the mountain are opened in turn.
As soon as I rode on the smile of smoke and smoke, no one knew that the fresh fruit litchi was sent from the south.
meaning
Looking back on Chang 'an, Mount Li looks like a pile of magnificent scenery. On the top of the mountain, thousands of doors of Huaqing Palace opened in turn.
As soon as I rode, the smoke billowed and the princess smiled. No one knows that the south has sent litchi fresh fruit.
2. "Qingpingdiao Part I"
li po
Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them.
If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.
meaning
Clouds are her clothes and flowers are her beauty; The spring breeze blows the railings, and the dew is moist and colorful.
You can't see the mountain on Yushan Mountain, but see you under Yaotai Moon!
3. "Clear tone, famous flowers pour across the river, caring for each other."
li po
The beauty of beauty and red peony complement each other, and beauty and long flowers are king.
As beautiful as spring, it can eliminate infinite resentment and live in the north of Chenxiang Pavilion.
meaning
Beauty and red peony complement each other, and beauty and famous flowers make the king smile. Moving beauty is like spring breeze, which can eliminate infinite resentment. North of Chenxiang Temple, the king and the imperial concubine lean against the railing.
4. "Qingpingdiao II"
li po
A red dew is fragrant, and the rain is heartbroken.
Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow relies on new cosmetics.
meaning
The imperial concubine is really a peony with dew, gorgeous and fragrant. The goddess Chu was heartbroken in vain when she met Wushan. Excuse me, the favorite princess of Han Palace, who can be like her? Lovely Zhao, but also rely on new makeup!
5. Mawei Daily
[Tang] Zheng Yi
Xuanzong Yang Guifei returned to Chang 'an Yang, the dragon was dead, and the country with unforgettable old feelings began to revitalize.
The execution of Yang Fei was also a wise decision of Xuanzong, otherwise it would lead to the country's demise.
meaning
When Xuanzong returned to Chang 'an, Yang Guifei had already passed away, and the old country began to revitalize.
It was also a wise decision of Xuanzong to execute Yang Fei, otherwise it would follow in Chen Houzhu's footsteps.