In the chaotic world, find a corner and quietly savor the charm of ancient poems.
Those words that have been passed down for thousands of years seem to contain a magical power, which makes people feel endless tranquility and beauty.
I have a scoop of wine to soothe the dust. A confession of the ancients, using wine to comfort the hearts of the dusty servants, and using poetry to express inner emotions.
In these 42 ancient poems with an ethereal fairy spirit, each sentence is so beautiful that it is breathtaking. They are graceful, bold, deep, or bright, no matter what the style, people are intoxicated.
It's like a dream-like world, making people feel as if they are in the world of the ancients, feeling their joys, sorrows, and sorrows.
Some of these ancient poems depict the beauty of mountains and rivers, some express the feelings of parting, and some express their love for life.
Each sentence is full of poetry and philosophy, so that people can get the inspiration of life while appreciating.
Smile when you meet on Penghai Road, the wind and moon in the world are like dust.
- Song Zhou Bangyan, "Butterfly Loves Flowers".
A smile met on Penghai Road, and all the wind and moon in the world were as insignificant as dust.
Between the independent world and the world, the breeze sprinkles the blue snow.
- Don Li Bai, "Ode to Belu".
Standing alone between heaven and earth, feeling the breeze, as if you are in the snow, your heart is relaxed.
I have a scoop of wine to soothe the dust.
- Don Wei Yingwu, "Jian Luzhi".
I have a scoop of fine wine, which can soothe the fatigue of the journey and bring comfort to the soul.
After awakening, I didn't know that on the bright moon, I was full of flowers and shadows.
—Don Tortoisemontand the beauty of the spring night wine sober
When I woke up, I didn't know that the bright moon had risen, and the shadows of flowers all over my body seemed to be calling people to help me up.
The willows are cloudy and drizzle, and the remnants of the flowers fall to see the warblers.
- Tang Wu Yuanheng, "Spring Xing".
After the drizzle, the willows are green, the remnants of the flowers are gone, the warblers are flying, and the spring is full of joy.
By asking Luo Meifan a few songs, the wind is full of mountains overnight.
- Don Gaoshi, "Plugging the Flute".
May I ask how many songs Luomei has, and the wind has been floating all over Guanshan overnight.
Evoke the bright moon of the day, and shine on me full of ice and snow.
- Song Xin Qiji, "Water Tune Song Tou and Uncle Ma Spend a Tour in the Moon Wave Building".
It evokes the bright moon in the sky and illuminates my heart full of ice and snow.
The water falls and the fish beam is shallow, and the weather is cold and the dream is deep.
- Tang Meng Haoran, "Climbing Yan Mountain with the Sons".
The water fell and the fish beam was shallow on the surface of the water, and there was a deep silence in the cold dream.
Dust-free at night. The moonlight is like silver.
- Song Su Shi, "Xing Xiangzi Shu Huai".
There was no dust in the quiet night, and the moonlight fell like silver.
Envy Qingshan is thoughtful, and the white crane forgets the opportunity.
- Song Tang Hui, "Eight Voices of Ganzhou".
Envy the contemplation of the green mountains and the carelessness of the white cranes, they are free and carefree in nature.
The bright moon shines on my bed, and the stars and Han flow west at night.
- Wei Cao Pi, "Yan Ge Xing".
The bright moonlight shone on my bed, the starlight flowed westward, and the night was not yet over.
It's a pity that a stream of wind and moon, Mojiao trampled on Qiong Yao.
- Song Su Shi, "Xijiang Moon".
The scenery of the wind and moon in Yixi is so beautiful, I am really afraid that it will be trampled, as precious as Qiong Yao.
Melancholy is a snow plant in the east column, and life is clear.
- Song Su Shi, "Donglan Pear Blossom".
looked at a snow plant on the edge of the east column melancholy, and sighed that there can be several Qingming Festivals in life.
The empty deep alleys are quiet, and the accumulation is wide and leisurely.
——Tang Wang Wei, "Winter Evening to Xue Remembering Hu Jushi's House".
The snowflakes falling quietly in the deep alleys are falling quietly, and the snow in the wide courtyard is like plain, which is particularly peaceful.
With whom to sit, the bright moon and the breeze are me.
- Song Su Shi, "Dotting the Lips and Leaning on the Hu Bed".
With whom to sit down?Only the moon and the breeze are company.
The willow crows in the courtyard at dusk remember the man and the moon folding pear blossoms.
- Song Chen Liang, "Poppy Beauty: Spring Sorrow".
At dusk, crows crow under the willow trees in the courtyard, remembering that man plucked pear blossoms with the moon.
Outside the crystal curtain, the snow on the pear blossom branches.
- Ming Yankee, "Bodhisattva Man".
The bright moonlight outside the crystal curtain is like a trickle, and the white snowflakes on the pear blossom branches are cascading.
The old man is the only one who wakes up to the bright moon and gets drunk with a fresh breeze.
——Yuan Yuan Hao asked "The East Garden of the Outer Family".
I woke up with nothing but the bright moonlight and the drunken breeze.
In my dreams, I sometimes turn into cranes, and countless grasses in the world are fireflies.
- Song Zhang Yuangan, "Huanxi Sha".
In my dreams, sometimes I will turn into a crane and fly away, and countless grasses in the world will become fireflies.
The moonlight leaks under the forest, sparse like residual snow.
——Ming Zhang Dai, "Dream Memories of Tao'an, Volume 1, Jinshan Night Play".
The moonlight leaking from the understory was sparse and sprinkled like residual snow.
Otherwise, on the night of the autumn moon and spring breeze, I will think about the past.
- Don Bai Juyi, "Strong Wine".
If it weren't for the moonlight in autumn and the spring breeze night in spring, how could it remind people of those old days?
I don't know how many people will return to the moon, and the falling moon will shake the river trees.
- Don Zhang Ruoxu, "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night".
I don't know how many people returned by the moonlight, and the falling moon swayed and sprinkled the river trees.
The spring breeze refused to stop the immortal drive, but looked at the apricot blossoms at Penglai.
- Tang Zhangji, "Shangqing Ci".
The spring breeze refused to stop, and the fairy driver refused to stop, but looked at the apricot blossoms towards Penglai Island.
The feather coat is often smoky and does not provoke the peach and plum flowers in the world.
—Song Bai Yuchan, "Lying Clouds".
Immortals often have a smoky color, and they will not contaminate the peach and plum blossoms of the world.
The breeze is coming, and the green clouds are automatic.
- Song Jiang Kui, "Nian Nujiao, Troublesome Popularity".
The breeze blows slowly, and the green clouds flutter naturally.
The brick falls like snow, and the body is still full.
- Five Generations Li Yu "Qingping Le".
The plum fell like snow down the steps, brushing away and covering all over the body.
The spring rain breaks the bridge and people do not cross, and the boat stretches out the willow shade.
- Song Xu Zhuan, "Spring Tour to the Lake".
The spring rain flooded the small bridge, and people could not pass through, only the small boats made a passage in the shade of the willows.
The autumn scenery sometimes flies a lone bird, and the sunset has nothing to do with cold smoke.
- Song Lin Kui, "Lonely Mountain Temple Serves the Human Room to Write Hope".
In autumn, there is sometimes only one bird flying, and the sunset is nothing but cold smoke rises.
Realizing that there was nothing to do in this heart, the little fish jumped out of the green weed.
- Song Jiang Kui, "Miscellaneous Songs on the Lake".
Realizing that there was no trace of trouble in this heart, the little fish jumped happily in the green.
The mountain spring is drunk by deer, and the forest fruit is let the monk taste.
- Tang Zhu Qingyu, "Mountain House".
The mountain spring is drunk with the deer, and the fruits of the forest are tasted by the monks.
The ferry calls for the independence of the boatmen, and the smoke and rain are wet and dusk.
- Song Sun Mao, "Wumen Daozhong: Part I".
On the ferry, the boat-hailing man stood alone, and a cloud of smoke and rain wet the dusk scene.
The old people of Sanchu are all dreams, and ten years of old things are only like the wind.
- Don Weizhuang, "Farewell to Zhang Yuanwai in Dunzhou".
The old people of Sanchu are all dreams, and the past ten years only float by like the wind.
Floating life can be a little, don't hesitate to get drunk in the spring breeze.
- Don Xu Tang, "New Year's Friends".
How much time can you have in life, don't be stingy, and enjoy getting drunk in the spring breeze.
The breeze is lying in the south window, reading a few books at the head of the bed.
- Ming Yu Qian, "The First Degree".
Sleeping in the breeze under the south window, reading a few books at the head of the bed in his spare time.
He Angelica is hidden in the old mountains, the peach is also the spring breeze, and the plum is also the spring breeze.
- Yuan Xie Yingfang, "A Cut of Plums".
When is it time to retreat to the old mountains and enjoy the spring breeze of peach blossoms and plum blossoms.
Fishing by the moon, hoeing by the rain. The wind at the bottom of the flower comes, blowing the broken books.
- Yuan Duan Chengji, "Jiangchengzi".
Fishing by the moon, hoeing by the rain. The wind under the flowers blew up the broken books that had been read.
After returning from fishing, he did not tie the boat, and the moonset in Jiangcun was sleeping.
- Don Sikongshu, "Jiangcun is the Matter".
After returning from fishing, you don't have a boat, and the moon sets in Gangchon when it's a good time to sleep.
The fragrance of flowers is all over the garden, the shade of flowers is all over the ground, and the night is quiet and the moon is bright and the wind is fine.
- Yuan Xu Youren, "Queqiao Immortal".
The fragrance of flowers is all over the garden, the shade of flowers is all over the ground, the night is quiet and the moon is bright and the wind is fine, what a beautiful night it is.
The world is dust-free, and the mountains and rivers have shadows.
- Song Fang Yue, "The Moon of the River".
There is no dust between heaven and earth, and there are clear shadows in mountains and rivers.
Half a stream of bright moon, a pillow of breeze.
——Yuan Xu Zaisi, "Huan Fishing Platform in Front of the Palace".
Half of the stream reflects the bright moon, and you fall asleep with the breeze.
Whoever has nothing to do, the banquet sits on an empty mountain.
- Song Su Shi, "Xingxiangzi and Si Shou Late Return to Nanshan".
Who has nothing to do and sits at the banquet in the empty mountain?
No one knows how many bridges have been crossed?
- Qing Sumanshu, "Poetry of Ability".
Wearing sandals and holding a broken bowl, no one knows you, and the moment you walk across the cherry blossom bridge is like traveling through time and space.
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