Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
Going to the north of Gushan Temple and the west of Jiagongting, I stopped for a moment and looked up, but I saw the water level rising and the white clouds drooping, which was beautiful.
A few orioles, scrambling to fly to the sunny tree, whose swallow brought spring mud to build a new nest?
Colorful flowers, almost charming eyes and green weeds just covered the horseshoe.
The scenery in the east of the lake is unforgettable, and the most lovely thing is the white sand embankment hidden by Populus davidiana.
2. Shuang Yan is not here
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The freedom of fly with me in heaven is envied by the sky.
They always build love nests in pairs in Yulou Bamboo Pavilion and play with each other in golden window embroidery.
The terrace caught fire and burned their nest, so they had to build a nest in Wu's palace.
The Wu Palace is burning again, and the chicks are empty (E79FA5E98193E7898E69D833133336303236).
Only the emaciated widow swallowed it by herself, and the female Yan was thin with infinite love for the male Yan.
The days of Fly with Me are gone forever, which really makes people want to break.
Shuang Yan, flying freely in the sky, is really enviable.
They always build love nests in pairs in the Jade Pagoda and Pearl Pavilion, and play with each other and fly low in the golden window.
Bailiangtai caught fire and burned their nest, so they had to re-build their nest in Wugong.
The Wu Palace was burned again, and this time it was even worse, burning a young bird to the bone.
There is only a haggard widow, with a haggard female face and infinite attachment to male face.
The days in Fly with Me are hard-won, which really hurts.
Step 3 welcome the swallows
Song: Ge
Spring in March, ordinary people.
In order to welcome the new year, the old curtains are not covered.
The wings were wet with light rain, and the smell of mud bloomed.
The nest grew into a chick and stayed with it for many years.
In the close spring of March, in the home of an ordinary person.
In order to welcome the return of swallows in the new year, the old curtains were not put down to cover the house.
After a spring rain, the swallows' wings were stained with raindrops, and the earth exuded a faint earthy fragrance, mixed with petals smashed by raindrops.
The bird's nest has already been built and renovated, and even the swallow has grown up. One family, one swallow and two families had another wonderful time together.
4, quatrains diffuse nine, third
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
What I am familiar with is that Maozhai is extremely low and small, and swallows come frequently on the river.
Dirty piano books with mud, even catching flying insects and hitting people.
Swallows on the river know that my hut is too low and too small, so they often fly here to nest.
The mud that swallows brought into their nests stained my piano and books. They kept chasing flying insects and touching people.
Step 5 get out in the spring
Song Dynasty: Yan Shu
Swallow came to the news agency, after the Qingming Festival in pear flower falls. At three or four o'clock on the pond, there are one or two orioles at the bottom of the leaves. The days are long and the ice floes are light.
Smile at the female companions in the East and please them in Sandao. The suspect had a good dream last night, but Yuan won today. Laughter comes from two faces.
Swallows flew just in time for the social sacrifice, and pear flowers danced behind Tomb-Sweeping Day. A few pieces of moss dotted the clear water in the pool, and the songs of orioles lingered among the branches and leaves of the trees, only watching catkins flying.
On the way to Caisang, I met my smiling east neighbor. No wonder I had a beautiful dream on a spring night last night. This indicates my victory on the grass today! I can't help smiling.
2. The poem about Yan 1) expresses the beauty of spring and conveys the feeling of cherishing spring. According to legend, swallows come to the north in spring and return to the south in autumn, so many poets beautify and praise it as a symbol of spring. For example, "Hidden deep in a mist of flowers, a fresh chest is set up" (Wei's On Meeting an Old Friend), "Swallows come, news agencies, and pear blossoms fall behind" (Extraordinary banquet, dequeue), "Yingying Swallows, Flowers Liu Zhen, Everything is rhyme" (George's Clear Sky Sand? That is, the matter ")," Birds crow and trees grow long, and swallows hold yellow willow flowers "(Zhang Kejiu," Pinglan people? Late spring is a thing "), the Southern Song Dynasty poet Shi Dazu took Yan as the word, in" Double Face? Yan Yong wrote: "It's still like carving a beam and painting a building, digging a well, and discussing it in soft language is uncertain. "Floating quickly blows the flower tip, and the green tail is separated from the red shadow." Very well studied, the shape is very similar to that of God. The spring is bright, the swallows are petite and lovely, and the literati are affectionate. When spring passes, the poet will feel infinite sadness. Therefore, Ouyang Xiu has the idea of "going to tourists, only feeling empty in spring". When hanging the curtain, two swallows came back in the drizzle (picking mulberry seeds), and Qiao Ji was sad that "who is the swallow hiding the spring title, Yinger is ashamed to find a companion, cold and lazy to report to the official (picking honey), and the crow is hungry" (narcissus).
(2) show the beauty of love and convey the desire for a lover. Swallows are male and female, and they fly together, thus becoming a symbol of love. "Thinking of two swallows, holding a mud nest in your home" and "Yaner is newly married, like brothers" (The Book of Songs? Gu Feng ")," Yan Yan can fly, and her feathers are different. Her son has returned to the wild "(The Book of Songs? It is precisely because of this pair of swallows that I have a love for swallows and a yearning for flying with me. Only then did "dark cobwebs hang and empty beams sink into the mud" (Xue Daoheng? "Yesterday Yesterday Salt") The loneliness of the empty boudoir is characterized by "independence of the fallen petal, Swift Qi Fei" (Yan? "Linjiang Fairy"), with "the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away" (banquet? "Broken Array") lonely and desolate, there is "the bright moon is early on the goose yellow willow, and the swallows return to Yulou first" (Zhou Deqing? "Happy Spring") frustrated and left out in the cold, with "bloom flowers travel far, jade cuts hurt spring, Dongfeng Caotang flies" (Zhang Kejiu? "Qing Jiang Yin"). All these, to name a few.
(3) Express the changes of current events, and express the feelings and indignation over the ups and downs of the past, the metabolism of personnel, the extinction of the country and the destruction of the family. Swallows leave in autumn and come in spring, never forgetting their old nests. The poet seized this feature and gave vent to his indignation. The most famous is Liu Yuxi's "Wuyi Xiang": "The Suzaku Bridge is overgrown with weeds, and the sun sets in Wuyi Xiangkou. In the old society, Xie Wang Tang flew into the homes of ordinary people. " In addition, there are special banquets, such as "Flowers fall, deja vu, swallows return, small gardens wander alone" ("Huanxi Sand"), and Li's "Swallows return, embroidered curtains are nowhere to be found" ("Golden Gate? Huai's former residence), Jiang Kui, "Yan Yan unintentionally went to the west bank of Taihu Lake with the clouds. Several peaks are bitter, and the rain in Shang Lue is hazy "(Dianjiang Lip), Zhang Yan's" Swallows know where in those days, the moss is deep and the grass is dark "(high balcony), and Wen Tianxiang's" The scenery of mountains and rivers is the same, and the people in the city go to half. Reed flowers everywhere accompany me to grow old. Who will fly to the old swallow? " (Jinling Post). Swallow inadvertently witnessed the changes of current events, endured the pain of national destruction and death, and showed the sadness of the poet's "separation". The load can be described as heavy.
(4) Pass the book on behalf of others, and lightly complain about the pain of leaving love. In the Tang Dynasty, Guo Shaolan's Yanzu poems spread to her husband Renzong. Injong left home for Jiahu and never returned for several years. Shao Lan's poems were written by Yan Zu. Living in Jingzhou at that time, Yan suddenly leaned on his shoulder and saw a book tied to his foot, which explained that it was sent by his wife and returned with tears. His poem "seeing my husband off" said: "My husband went to the heavy lake, and I cried at the window. I am diligent and given to my thin lover by Yan Yi. " Who said that "flying swallow between beams is too heartless" (Cao Xueqin? "A Dream of Red Mansions"), it is because of the goodwill of the swallow that the husband changed his mind and the husband and wife met. Guo Shaolan is lucky. Some unfortunate women borrowed Yan Chuan's books, but there was no news, such as "Sad Yan Zu left a red line and bothered Luan Ying to idle fans" (Zhang Kejiu? "Qiu Hong? Chun Qing ")," Tears are leaning against the building frequently. When Shuang Yan comes, do you meet strangers? " (Feng Yansi? "Dead Hua Lian"), its sadness and longing for love moved people and then burst into tears.
(5) Express the feeling of vagrancy and describe the suffering of vagrancy. "Sacredness, intuition and analogy are the main ways of thinking of the Han nationality" (Zhang Dainian? China's Thinking Deviation), flowers, birds, insects and fish are all written by literati, and birds and beasts show the poet's talent. Goose mourns autumn, ape sings, cicada sends high. The uncertainty of the swallow's habitat has left a rich imagination space for the poet, or wandering, "like a new swallow every year, roaming the vast sea to repair the rafters" (Zhou Bangyan? Man Fang Ting); Or the ups and downs of life experience, "Looking at Chang 'an from afar, the future is full of spots, and it is difficult to go from south to north" (in front of Zhang Kejiu Palace); Or meet and say goodbye, "Like a social swallow and Hong Fei, they send each other when they meet unsteadily" (Su Shi? Send Chen to Tanzhou; Or from time to time, "magnets fly, mica comes to water, earth dragons bring rain, geese fly" (Liu An? Huainanzi). Swallow is no longer just a swallow, it has become a symbol of China's traditional culture, and has been integrated into the blood of every Chinese descendant.
3. Who knows Li Heyan's poems?
Vang Pao
In early spring, the beautiful scenery warbler should be charming. Peach blossom and flowing water bridge without river.
Roses have hundreds of leaves. There are thousands of willows on the ground.
General Longxi is in charge. Loulan, a captain, said he went whoring with Yao.
Ever since we left Chun Yan. I haven't heard from each other for years.
Guan Shanyue has nowhere to go. Only Hanbei Sioux City Cloud.
The bright moon in Huainan and Gui Zhong. Knitting on a yellow machine.
Enter the country and build camps many times. Shi Yang Luji was trapped in Pingcheng.
There are many things in the city that can be defeated. The snow in the sand stopped the soldiers.
It is still young to be a country girl. Feather forest qingqi several levy lines.
Far away, I heard Mo Tou picking sang songs. It is better to cry than to cry at dusk.
Looking at the boudoir, standing empty. Peach blossoms fall to the ground, and apricot blossoms are comfortable.
Tong Sheng has a cold leaf at the bottom of the well. Try to see Lin Yan.
There should be a long-distance letter.
4. Poetry about Yan Bai Juyi-Qiantang Lake Spring Tour Gushan Temple North Jiating West, the water level is low.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Bai Juyi-Painting Hall on March 3rd, and on March 3rd, the window screens fluttered on the eaves.
Lotus seeds taste several cups of cold wine, while philosophers try spring clothes. Looking in the mirror in front of the pool reflects flowers on every household.
Pointing to Lounan to play with the new moon, Jade Hook has two slender hands. Baipu-the spring mountain is warm, the cool breeze is blowing gently, and the pavilions are covered.
Willow swings the courtyard. Singing warblers and dancing, the bridge is red with flowing water.
Cao Xueqin-apricot curtain is in sight, apricot curtain attracts guests to drink, and a villa is in sight. Lingbi Goose Water, Sang Yu Yanziliang.
A bed of spring leeks is green, and ten miles of rice flowers are fragrant. In prosperous times, you don't have to plow and weave.
Cao Xueqin and Lin Daiyu-Tang Duoling is a land of flowers, but the Xiangyan Building still exists. Each component pair appears.
Wandering like a thin life, empty and romantic. Every grass and tree knows sorrow, but youth is bald! Alas, who will give up and accept this life? Regardless, I went to marry Dong myself and put up with it for a long time.
Du Fu, the water sill, was inspired by Guo Xuankai, and there was no village to peek at the credit. Clear water, almost drowning both sides; Green trees and flowers in full bloom in the evening.
It was drizzling, and the fish jumped out of the water happily; The breeze is blowing gently, and the swallows slant across the sky. The city is crowded with thousands of people; There are only two Three Lamps District here, and it's free.
Du fu-two quatrains-beautiful scenery in the sunset, flowers and plants fragrant in the spring breeze. Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
Fan Zhongyan-Wanli had a glass of turbid wine in his home, but Ran Yan hasn't returned to Feng Yansi yet-the mulberry picking hall was quiet and no one came, and the yard was full of spring breeze. On the east side of the melancholy wall, a cherry tree was dyed red by rain.
Trouble is like a drunken dream, and I want to talk about it. At dusk, Shuang Yan returned to the picture gallery.
Feng Yansi —— Picking mulberry seeds and picking mulberry seeds and cherries withered pear flowers and turned them red and white. Swallows return, and a few wisps of fragrant wind open.
How much happiness there is in the world is known, and it is a golden cup. Tube pharynx string mourning, slowly lead xiao niang dance sleeve back.
Feng Yansi —— After spring, the rain in the atrium of picking mulberry seeds will run out, and flowers will fly everywhere. Fold branches alone, just by the aperture.
Jade hall is fragrant and warm, and the beads are rolled, and it is beautiful. When will Ken Xin be young after the difficult period?
Feng Yansi-Longevity Woman Longevity Woman Spring Festival Banquet, a glass of sake and a song. Pay tribute to Chen Sanyuan once again: First, may her husband be a thousand years old; Second, I hope my concubine is healthy; Third, I want to be like Liang, and I want to see you every year.
Feng Yansi-Yan Hongyuan, Qiangdi resentments, is a boundless river. The mountains are like wearing, the moon is like hooking, the songs are scattered, the dreams are broken, and the buildings are leaning.
Feng Yansi-Spring is light. When I came to Shuang Yan, the first red sun had already risen. I want to stop wearing heavy makeup. I want to fly for thousands of years.
Feng Yansi-Jiuquan is full of spring scenery, and the swallows are speechless at the beginning. Momo is cold, weeping willows are late, and the jade building is empty.
Tianchang Yanyuan hated it, and there was news that Hong Yan had gone home. Pillow the headlights, the moon outside the window, closed Zhu.
Feng Yansi-Jiuquanzi is empty in the deep courtyard, and the wind curtain under the porch surprises Su Yan. The incense is printed in gray, and the blue candle is small when you feel it.
Feng Yansi-Lost in the spring before picking mulberry seeds, looking for fragrance alone, full of sadness, even if there is a blow, it will break my heart. Butterfly swallows between the curtains in the forest, each pair, are more considerate, green trees and moss are half sunset.
Feng Yansi-The magpie leans against the green trees in six songs, and the breeze is light, showing its splendor. Whoever moves a cymbal, a zither and a jade column, petrels fly over the curtain.
Eyes full of gossamer catkins, when red apricots bloom, it will be sunny and rainy for a while. Sleeping in silence, dreaming in a daze, nowhere to be found.
Feng Yansi-Yu Meiren's jade hook bends the column to tune the parrot, and turns around to leave a spring message. Yunping left the empty painting hall, and the cold in late spring was helpless and out of the wind.
Swallows fly low in the curtains and dance in the mirror. I don't know who will wear a double knot tonight when the moon is bent. Huang Gongshao-Sapphire Case The sapphire case stops sewing every year.
How can I bear to see them flying in pairs? It's half spring in Jiangcheng today.
A suit is still there, deep in the chaotic mountain, by the Guxi Bridge. Whose needle and thread is broken?
Little by little, I burst into tears. Sunset loose saddle, grass shore.
No one wears flowers, no one advises people to drink, and no one cares about drunkenness. Li Bai misses you in the spring, the grass in the north is as bright as jade, and I bend my mulberry branches with green silk.
When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago. Spring breeze, you and I don't know each other. Why do I feel sad when it blows to Luo Zhang?
Li Bai-The sky in Yangchun 'an Spring is white with sunshine, and the poplars are hanging in the wind with smoke. The flowers in front of the incense temple are red, and the hair color is embroidered in the room.
Embroidery, photograph. Queen Yan Fei danced, and Lady Zi Gong sang a swan song.
Thirty-six thousand days, holy king, year after year. Li He-the desert is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.
Li Qingzhao-Huanxisha is chilly in spring, the jade stove is full of hookah, and she dreams of hiding flowers in the mountain pillow. Swallows haven't come yet, so we are playing games on the grass. The willows are falling, and the plum blossoms are dying. In the evening drizzle, the swing in the garden will not swing.
Li shangyin-four untitled songs: where to mourn Zheng, follow the urgency, and cherry blossoms will hang down on Yang Anyong. Will the old woman in the master get married? It will be March and a half during the day.
Princess Liyang is fourteen years old, and Tomb-Sweeping Day looks at the same wall. When Fang Zhan turned to the fifth watch, Liang Yanzi heard a sigh.
Li Yu-Nangezi Yunbinjian new green, summer clothes drag Xiaohong. What will happen to a colorful cloud when a song stands at a green banquet?
When shooting a flying mirror, I turned my head and looked empty. Don't knock over the tea on the curtain, for fear of being seduced by Huayang to marry Dongfeng.
Liu Yanzi whispers in the beam, and the substrate is idle in the dream. He said that he was confused by others, and Zhang He went to see him with wine.
Liu Yuxi, the former king of Yan, died and flew into the homes of ordinary people. Liu Yong-Jade Butterfly watched the rain and clouds break, and quietly looked at Qiu Guang.
The bleak evening scene made Song Yu sad. The wind is light, duckweed is old, the moon is cold and the leaves are yellow.
Love hurts. Where are the old friends? Smoke and water are boundless.
Unforgettable writing period, there are several lonely moons, and the stars are repeatedly frosted.
The sea is vast and the mountains are far away. Where is Xiaoxiang? Reading Shuang Yan's hard-to-trust letters, returning home at dusk with no knowledge. Look at each other in the dark.
In the sound of the broken rainbow, the sunset stands. Lu Youtong is cloudy and rainy, and the eaves shake the wind and break the book sleep.
I dreamed that everyone in the painting hall had left, a pair of light swallows and a pair of zither strings. Luyou-Queqiao Fairy Night smells the cuckoo eaves are quiet, the awning window lights are dim, and the Spring Festival Evening is stormy.
The warbler's nest swallows are always silent, but they often cry Du Yu on a moonlit night. I shed tears in a hurry, dreaming, and picked up the deep branches to fly away.
Therefore, the mountain was uncomfortable to listen to alone, and floated for half a life. King Robin-Not here in yan dan, the strong man will win the championship.
Mao Wenxi-even leaks spring leaves, hates cutting in spring, and cries for the moon outside the flowers. People can't see, dreams are hard to follow, and the red yarn is slightly lighter.
Partial hatred, it is Fang Jie, there are thousands of cloves in Qian Qian in the court. Night fog dispersed, Xiao Xiahui, Shuang Yan between the beams.
Ouyang Xiu —— It rains outside the Liu Xian of Linjiang, and the sound of rain breaks the sound of lotus flowers. Soon the rain stopped and the broken rainbow appeared in the west corner of the building.
We leaned against the railing until the moon rose in the east. Swallow flies back to the door, peeping at Hua Liang and asking. I took the curtain off the jade hook.
The bed on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but there is no ripple. Watery pillow, there is a hairpin on the shore.
Qian Qi, the tragedian of Yanzhao, met the drama of Meng family and Qin Guan-the sky was full of flowers, and spring followed people's wishes, but the shower was only sunny. The ancient pavilion, the swallow flying rainbow shadow.
The dance is trapped and the money falls, swinging outside, and the green water bridge is flat. In the east wind, bamboo doors reflect willows, and Qin Zheng Jr. depresses.
Shen Quanqi-Yu Jintang, a young woman from the ancient Lujia, has swallows perched on the hawksbill beam in pairs. September cold urges ten leaves, ten years, remembering Liaoyang.
The Book of Songs-Beishan or Yan?
5. Ancient poems about Yan: Wild geese attract sorrow, while mountains embrace the moon.
-Li Bai (climbed Yueyang Tower with Xia XII)]
It is difficult to send a book to a goose, but it is difficult to dream.
May the lonely moon shine on Fu Bo camp.
-Shen Rujun (always in my heart)
Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky. -Wang Wei's March on the Fortress
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. -Li Bai's "Shu Yun, Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Building Farewell School Book"
Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. -Fan Zhongyan's The Pride of the Fisherman
The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called frost morning moon. First frost morning, horseshoe broken, horn swallowed. -Mao Zedong's "Recalling Qin E Loushanguan"
It rains early and the wind is high and oblique —— Lu You's Seclusion
In addition, the water waves are surging and the storm is rippling, as if many flowers are flying, dark and bright, very beautiful; After sunset, the sky is blue, and geese fly in the air, as if writing a line on the blue sky. -Bai Juyi's "The Night Monster of Jianglou"
I arrived in Jiangxiang early this year and didn't see geese flying before the Mid-Autumn Festival. -Lu You in "People Who Return at Night"
That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives. -Lu Lun's "Aftab"
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years. -Gao Shi "Don't be big"
Hu Yan lives on the edge, and the snow fascinates the river continent —— Li Bai's "Thinking of a Thousand Miles"
Snow flies in the Tianshan desert, and geese come to scatter the cold. -He Chao "Joining the Army"
Lu wine burns Peng Yuan, double red twist arrow to see. The ancient city road of the Yellow River is white and long in autumn. -Li Kuo's "Send General Zhenwu"
Wild geese can't pass through Dongting all night, and don't wait until dawn to fly north. -Yi Lee's "Smelling the flute on a Spring Night"
Autumn geese fly at night, first flock and then come alone. -Mei Yaochen's Autumn Goose
There is nothing to do, but the flowers fall and the geese return. -Yan Shu's "Huanxi Yarn" hates who sent the brocade book in the spring, and the wild goose belongs to the West Building.
-Li Qingzhao (a prune)
There is no cicada at the beginning, and a hundred feet of high water meets the sky.
Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant. She fights in the mid-month frost. ..
-Li Shangyin (Frost Moon)
The dream of a silver bed has not come true, and the blue sky is as light as water at night.
The sound of geese far exceeds that of Xiaoxiang, and the twelfth floor speaks for itself.
-Wen (Yao Shefen)
Wild geese pull out their worries, while mountains lead to good months.
-Li Bai (climbing Yueyang Tower with Summer Twelve)]
6. Poems related to Yan: Tan Fangxing (Chen) wears palace makeup and Liu Hengmei wears it.
Will stay in spring. Suddenly meet on the piano stage and treat each other under the moon.
"Haiyan" returned in spring, and Jiang took a step. Always kind and loving in the end.
The ceremony is between white clouds, such as the sea. Sending a drizzle to Sikongshu (Dai Shulun) Chai Men was born with long sorrow, and poetry has always been a reward.
Flowers in the forest frequently fall into the wine, and Haiyan flies alone in the building. Yixian Mountain in the north is farther away, and the spring water in Nantang is exhausted.
Maybe we can remember each other after parting, so don't send Huayang to grow old with a smile. The ancient city of Chen Tao is covered with misty flowers, and people in the past now live a ghost life.
Descendants of wild birds in the wilderness have been pecking at mulberry roots for thousands of years. If you don't follow "Haiyan" Bai Liang, there should be no Yuhuan title to repay you.
Near the village, the red chestnut fragrance presses the branches, and the yellow mouth complains of hunger. I have never seen Phoenix since I was born. I am often afraid of spider silk when I want to fly.
The heartbroken four corners of the sky are four unique, and the clear spring green Artemisia is not afraid of doubt.
7. With regard to poems containing "Yan", miscellaneous songs and Sauvignon Blanc, there is no reason to see Bai Shou in Wanghe County, Liaoyang.
Coral branches at sea are sent to Chun Yan every year. Bai Juyi's lyrics are always in my heart, full of hatred for songbirds and envy for swallows coming at night.
I am not used to saying goodbye in spring, but I know I am crying. So Nan Chuqing wanted to teach Yan Ming Pavilion on the first day, and the new cool pool was full.
Returning to the cloud halfway into the ridge, the residual drops are still hanging branches. Xiao Deyan sang and danced with Yu Pei, lifted his sleeves and brushed off his clothes.
Doubt rises on the eaves, and snow flies like flowers. The military curtain of the Song Wenzhi Yan Dynasty was not a pity curtain, nor was it a rejection of Zhu Lou.
Therefore, I have come to present a swallow and report that I want to seal Hou. Doing nothing at the post office in Su Xiang means that swallows will return to the eaves and flying flowers will fall into the courtyard.
If you don't worry about yourself, who can remember your hometown pass? King Robin sent someone here, yan dan was in Yishui, and a strong man made a crown.
No one was there at that time, and the water is still cold today. Liu Changqing Pingfanqu has three desert armies, Pingsha alone.
Leave a stone in the air and a stone in Yanshan forever. Li Bai Zou Yan Gu Yan Gu has no heating, and the poor rocks are closed.
As soon as Zou Zi plays the law, he can go back to heaven. Wei was given a drunken title, knowing that Yan Yan was in the Fifth Fangyuan and the western suburbs had returned alone.
Whoever says the reward is different is drunk. Du Fu's two quatrains, the sunset is beautiful, the spring breeze is fragrant.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach. There are 100 untitled poems in Qian Qi's You Jiang (written by Xie Qian). Autumn clouds have not rained for a long time, and Jiangyan Society is still flying.
However, I laughed at the boatman and didn't return this year. Qian Qi met the sorrowful singer of the chivalrous Zhao Yan and the actor Meng Jia.
Tragic things tell you not to end, but the sun is setting and you have to break up again. Zhang Ji's long-lost love was in Wanghe County, Liaoyang, and he met his bald head for no reason.
Coral branches at sea are sent to Chun Yan every year. It's always messy to suck candles and step on fairy mud in the spring cave of ancient mines.
I don't know what Taoist priest it is, with a supernatural scroll in his hand. Lu Lun and Theway sang another song in "The Golden Arrow Inserts the Eagle's Head, and the Banner has a Dovetail".
A man stood up and gave a new order. A thousand battalions were shouting. Li Shangyin was unhappy in the water, thinking of Qiu Jiang at the Southern Tang banquet.
Swallows also brush the water on the rolling gate, and the dark worm still hits the window when opening an account. Before reading too much, the topic has been wrapped, and it was still not opened last night.
Don't cherish a pair of carp who have been treated for reporting an accident. Fisherman Fan Zhongyan proudly gave Qiu Lai different scenery.
Nobody cares about Hengyang goose. The four sides are connected with each other.
Thousands of miles. Long smoke and sunset, isolated city closed.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home. Ran Yan didn't return to nothing.
The pipe strength is covered with frost. People are insomnia.
The general was white-haired and in tears. The spring is beautiful, who is in charge of Liu Yong Huangyinger Garden?
Warm method urges, the valley is peaceful, orioles dance, and the fragrant trees are moved at first. Seeing the wet golden clothes, Ye Ying speaks like a spring.
Xiao Lai's big branches are rough, as if whispering his heart and profound meaning. There is no evidence.
When warm smoke comes out, I go swimming with bees. Wild tracks, two calls, and finally dance in the fog.
When you are in the garden, don't be in the depths of the flowers. At this time, Haiyan was partial to compassion, and they all made peace.
Liu Yongdou flowers rustling frost floating tiles, green curtain light cold, Nagato quietly locked, autumn scenery will be late. Seeing the chrysanthemum core, tears fell like beads, long and pink.
The voice of love is far away. Without danger and hatred, feelings are empty.
It should be the emperor. The strange princess resigned. Steep today, the palace head is enchanting, which is the way to fly.
Liu's waist is light, and his seedlings dance with soft waist. Zhang Tailiu, Zhaoyangyan.
Dressed in gold, the banquet is a golden contest. Gu Xiang's masonry, the initial tune of the silk tube, leaning against the breeze, shivering with a ring.
When you first enter the dress, you will be promoted. Be brave and gradually push the sandalwood board.
Slowly down Xia Xia's sleeve, ran to Lian Bu, and advanced and retreated in a strange way. It is far from being truly beautiful. Looking back temporarily, ten thousand people are heartbroken.
Liu Yong's two hearts are tender and tender, and the face is a moth, gently sweeping. I love learning to dress up in the palace, but I can talk and laugh with literati.
Before the feast, the dancing clouds are unique. Drinking jade furnace smoke curled up.
The new house is quiet. In the brocade tent, whispering is thick, under the silver candle, just look closely.
Well, everyone, last night, it was clear that Xu Yi was relieved. Before Liu Yong went to Yujie, he had a drink in Chunyuan.
Regret breaking up. When I came back, I was drunk in the middle of the night, causing endless old grievances.
Although watching a horse fall from a building, Zheng Nai is not a mandarin duck. Vague thoughts are like flowers.
The dream is still broken. I can't sleep with my clothes on. A pillow is rummaged a thousand times.
Only Shuang Yan newcomers are impressed. Liu Yongxiping has fine eyes and a feeling of spring every day.
The beautiful scenery is clear and approaching, the season is light and cold, and the weather is sunny and rainy. The smoke is weak, the makeup is weak, and it is far away.
Keep silent. Too, Yan Ying in.
Today is sunny, a little red and green, which is called a leisurely tour. Only when you are resistant to obstacles can you seek a partner.
The wind blew in the Qin building, and Chu Ting was empty and lost. Loneliness and the darkness of youth.
Can be comparable to dusk, the village sounds Du Yu. There is a man in Liu Yong's Waves.
I am eager to wear a fancy ring.
Promote the beat with red tea, and the wind is waist-high. A rustling skirt.
Wonderful and novel. At the end of the song, the incense dust is collected independently.
It should be that Shi is charming and sleepy, and her eyebrows are raised. Liu Yongxuan came back with dim moonlight, dim banquet and slight cold.
I slept in the lonely hall with a silver spoon on my back, and I was still drunk. Don't leak it often, the previous joy is gone, only a pillow is left.
Meditate, catch up with the old tour, and the scenery of Shenjing is like a brocade. I want to throw fruit at my friend and have a farewell party. At that time, I was very drunk.
Life dances like a swallow, songs and beads run through it, and the banquet is full of fairy tales. More apertures are needed, and there are many sparse and crazy turns.
More Xiangjiang, Phoenix, and Sleep. Hosta disorderly cross, let all Levin, this kind of pleasure, even heavy.
Liu Yongfeng is in love with Emperor Li, Jinguyuan and Pingkang Hutong. He touches the bustling places, is crazy about the sky and never travels lightly. The beauty of the situation, clouds in the sky, swallows in the palm of your hand.
Going to the party is a wonderful choice. The dragon was entangled in flowers because of drunkenness.
Not to mention the beautiful pavilions and pillows in summer. The frosty moon is cool at night, with snow falling and the scenery is one year old. That's good, and you can enjoy the feast.
It is an anecdote, a flash of time, and a famous minister. Laughing, trying to disperse temporarily.
But I hate rain and clouds. The land is far away from me.
8. About Yan's poems and their meanings. It's deja vu that Yan returns and the small garden wanders alone ("Huanxisha")
The familiar swallow came back again, and I wandered alone on the path full of flowers in the garden.
2. Yan language hurts the spring of the old country, and the palace flowers have become dust. ("Swallow in the Same Palace" Yi Li)
The voice of the swallow seems to be sad for the old country, and the flowers in the palace have already turned to dust.
3. It's drizzling in Shuang Yan "("Picking Mulberry Seeds ").
Curtains hung low, and a pair of swallows came home in the drizzle.
I wonder if it's enough? If it's not enough, I'll find it again. I translated it myself. Please forgive me if there is any mistake.