Ancient poems are like beautiful paintings, unfolding in front of our eyes.
In concise and profound language, they depict the magnificence of nature, the emotion of life, and the delicacy of emotion.
Every word contains the wisdom and emotion of the poet, making us feel as if we are in a wonderful artistic conception in the process of reading.
In these ancient poems, we can appreciate the tranquility of mountains and rivers, the agility of flowers, birds, fish and insects, the changes of wind, frost, rain and snow, and we can also feel the poet's thoughts and perceptions of life.
Let's walk into the world of ancient poems, taste those masterpieces with beautiful artistic conception, feel the emotional expression of poets, and appreciate the breadth and profundity of Chinese culture.
"Farewell to the South" Wang Wei
The middle-aged man is quite good, and his late home is in the south of the mountains.
Every time you go alone, you know what you are winning.
Go to the poor place of the water, and sit and watch the clouds rise.
Occasionally, Lin Suo, talk and laugh without a repayment date.
"Drinking" Tao Yuanming
The knot is in the human realm, and there is no noise of cars and horses.
How can you ask you? The heart is far away from itself.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain.
The mountain weather is good, and the birds are returning.
There is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten to distinguish it.
"Seeing Joy" Li Yu
Alone in the west building without a word, the moon is like a hook.
Lonely Wutong deep courtyard lock Qingqiu.
Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is sorrowful.
Don't just have a general taste in mind.
"Fortune Operator: Yongmei"**
The wind and rain send spring back, and the snow welcomes spring.
It is already a cliff with a hundred feet of ice, and there are still flowers and branches.
Pretty doesn't compete for spring, only reports spring.
When the mountains are full of flowers, she laughs in the bushes.
"Sauvignon Blanc" Nalan Xingde
A trip to the mountain, a trip to the water, the body to the side of Yuguan, a thousand tent lights in the middle of the night.
The wind is changing, the snow is changing, the dream of the broken hometown cannot be realized, and there is no sound in the old garden.
"Ascending the Flying Peak" Wang Anshi
Fly to the mountain to find the tower, and hear that the rooster cries to see the sunrise.
is not afraid of clouds to cover his eyes, and he is at the top by chance.