On the occasion of the Chinese New Year, read these beautiful poems, and you may be able to find a happiness of your own. Drunk beauty in the heart, comfortable in the heart.
Let's enjoy the beautiful words together. There will be a surprise after reading the whole article.
Blowing a piece of autumn fragrance, the clear light is like snow.
- QingNalan Xingde's "Pipa Immortal: Mid-Autumn Festival".
The golden wind is cool, blowing a wisp of autumn fragrance under the laurel tree, and the moonlight is as clear as snow.
The shadow is slightly fragrant, and there are ghosts under the long day dream.
- SongSu Shi's "Minus the Word Magnolia and Double Dragons".
With a faint fragrance, a monk is lying asleep on a bamboo bed in the thick shade.
Whisk the flowers and play the piano and sit on the moss, and the spring breeze comes under the pothos tree
- DonLi Bai's "Song of the White Horse".
Brushing off the petals and playing the piano and sitting on the moss, the spring breeze blowing under the pothos tree.
The breeze is coming, and the green clouds are automatic.
- SongJiang Kui's "Nian Nujiao".
The breeze blew slowly, and the green clouds floated up.
The old man is the only one who wakes up to the bright moon and gets drunk with a fresh breeze.
- KimYuan Hao asked"The Full Moon and the East Garden".
All I have to do is wake up with the bright moon and the breeze when I get drunk.
Ten miles of lotus, fresh breeze and water, bright moon and heavenly clothes.
- MetaZhang Kejiu's "The Full Moon and the Nostalgia of the Ancients".
The lotus flowers bloom delicately, the breeze blows through the clear and mirror-like water, the bright moon hangs high, and the sky is full of clouds.
The painting hall is quiet and rainy, and the screen mountain is half covered with fragrance.
- SongKou Zhun "Tasha Xing: Spring Twilight".
In the drizzle, an emaciated woman stood quietly and independently outside the painting pavilion, the screen in front of her half-covered the hall, and wisps of agarwood curled from behind the screen.
Who to sit with. The moon is clear and the breeze is on me.
- SongSu Shi's "Dotted LipsIdle on the Hu bed
With whom do you sit with? The moon is clear and the breeze is on me.
The evening clouds are closed, and the sky is full of glass
Chao Yuanli's "Mallard Duck, Evening Cloud Collection".
In the evening, the clouds converged, and the blue sky was like a piece of clear glass.
The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain.
- DonWei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Barbarian, Everyone Says Jiangnan is Good".
In spring, the river is clearer and greener than the blue of the sky, and you fall asleep listening to the sound of rain on the painted boat.
Ruthless and hatefulThe moon dawns and the wind is clearFallTime.
- DonTortoise Meng's "White Lotus".
White Lotus's ruthless and hateful demeanor, who can appreciate it? Only when it opens and falls in the company of the dawn moon and breeze.
Lake and sea, a tingGullsHeron, half-sail smoke and rain
- SongWu QianMan Jianghong sent Li Yu with a ring
Looking at the lake and the sea full of sand gulls and egrets, the boat in the distance is slightly exposed, and the half-sails are shrouded in smoke and rain.
After the people dispersed, a hook of light moon sky is like water.
- SongXie Yi's "A Thousand Autumn Years: A Song of Summer Scenes".
After the feast, everyone dispersed, and only a crescent moon hung in the night sky, and the sky was as clear as water.
The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the clear scenery is infinite.
- SongSu Shi "Eternal Joy Pengcheng Night Stay in Swallow Tower".
The moonlight is as bright as frost, and the autumn breeze is as cool as flowing water, and the autumn night is so intoxicating.
On the river, the grass is at the end of the world, and the smoke trees are uneven.
- SongLiao Shimei's "Candle Shadow Shakes Red, Title An Lu Fuyun Building".
There are several inky peaks in the distance along the river. There was a lot of smoke in the sky, and a few trees of uneven height were standing.
At the beginning of the start, the river fell, and the clouds were half sprinkled.
- DonLi Bai "Two Songs of Wanglu Mountain Waterfall".
At first glance, I thought it was the Milky Way falling from the sky, floating in the air.
The pine is like a bath, the cooking smoke is intermittent, and the autumn mountains are green at the bottom of the cup.
MingChen JiruDotting the lips of the Tianchi monk's house
The pine trees have been washed by the rain and are exceptionally clean; Smoke rises intermittently, and the bottom of the cup reflects the green of Akiyama.
Half a pot of autumn water recommends yellow flowers, fragrant west wind and rain.
- SongWu WenyingFrost Leaf Fly: Heavy Nine
I brought half a pot of autumn water and planted a bouquet of yellow chrysanthemums so that I could offer her a drink.
But the distant mountains are long, the clouds and mountains are chaotic, and the mountains are green.
- SongSu Shi "Xing Xiangzi Crossing the Seven Miles".
Only the distant mountains are left behind, and the mountains are stacked on top of each other; The white clouds in the mountains are swirling and changing; The morning light of the dawn mountain is verdant.
The courtyard is full of east wind, begonias are embroidered, and pear blossoms are snowing.
- SongCai Shen's "Liu Shaoqing, Several Voices of the Eagle".
The east wind blows all over the courtyard, the begonia flowers that blow down are like splendid paving the ground, and the pear blossoms that are blown away are like fluttering snow.
What's going on in the mountains? Songhua liquor, spring water sencha.
Zhang Kejiu, "The Full Moon: Books in the Mountains".
What is the matter in the mountains? Brew wine with pine flowers, and make tea with spring river water.
In the sparse shadow of the apricot blossoms, the flute is played until dawn.
- SongChen Youyi, "Linjiang Immortals, Night Dengxiao Pavilion Reminiscences of Luozhong Old Tour".
In the faint shadow of the apricot blossoms, the bamboo flute is played until dawn.
The mountains and the moon don't know what's going on in their hearts, the water and wind are empty and the flowers in front of them are swaying, and the blue clouds are swaying.
- DonWen Tingyun's "Dream of Jiangnan: Ten Thousand Hates".
The mountains and the moon don't know what is on my mind, under the green water and breeze, the flowers fall alone, and the bright moon has already slipped into the blue clouds.
When drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the galaxy.
- MetaTang Wenru ".Title: Qingcao Lake, Longyang County
When I get drunk, I don't know if the stars in the sky are reflected in the water, or if I am in a dream?
The bright moon shines on the tall buildings, and the streamer is hovering.
Wei JinCao Zhi ".The bright moon is on the tall building
The bright moon shone on the tall buildings, and the light sprinkled on the buildings moved erratically.
Carry the piano to the high-rise building, and the building is full of moonlight.
- DonLi Ye's "Lovesickness".
Carrying the piano to the tall building, it was already empty, and there was only a piece of moonlight.
In the east chamber month, a day of wind and dew, apricot blossoms like snow.
- SongFan ChengdaRemembering Qin'eThe building is lacking
The moon shines on the east chamber, the sky is full of dew and cold wind, and the apricot blossoms are as white as snow.
Bamboo Zhai sleeps and listens to the rain, and moss grows in dreams.
- SongFang Yue's "Listening to the Rain".
I lay in the bamboo and fell asleep listening to the sound of the rain, and in my dreams I could see the moss growing slowly.
The blowing window is brighter, and the moon shines on the snow for a day.
- QingYuan Mei "December 15 Nights".
Blowing out the candlelight and preparing to go to sleep, I found that the room was brighter, and it turned out that the moonlight and snow reflected on the window.
Late days to promote flowers, light clouds and rain, light cold and light warm.
- SongChen LiangWater Dragon's Voice: Spring Hatred
The spring day is delayed in the blooming of flowers, and the clouds and smoke faintly hold the new rain, just feeling slightly cold, and suddenly a little warmer.
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