A selection of 10 classic ancient poems of the Ming Dynasty, fresh and quiet, magnificent, writing all the flavors of life
Early summer Jiangcun
Ming Gao Qi
Light clothes and soft footsteps in the river sand, the tree is dark before the village is set a few.
The water is full of milk and turns the lotus leaves, and the wind sparses the swallows and blows the tung flowers.
The ferry is seeing the fishing boat, and the weft car is heard outside the forest.
The most is that the yellow plum season is near, and there are singing frogs on the way back from the rain.
Gao Qi, a poet and writer in the late Yuan and early Ming Dynasty. Gao Qi is very knowledgeable, and Liu Ji and Song Lian are known as "the three masters of poetry and literature in the early Ming Dynasty". In early summer, the poet visited the countryside in the south of the Yangtze River and wrote this poem in the face of the pleasant scenery. The brushstrokes of the whole poem are fresh and delicate, outlining a picture of the scenery of the water town in early summer with bright colors and full of life, which is fascinating.
Dressed in light clothes and soft shoes, I walked on the sand, and there were a few families looming behind the willow trees. Wild ducks frolic in the river, lotus leaves ripple with the waves, the breeze blows gently, and swallows fly lightly over the paulownia flowers.
At the ferry crossing at the edge of the village, a fishing boat lies horizontally, and the sound of silk reeling and spinning can often be heard outside the woods. At this time, it is the season of Huangmei, after a rain, the sound of frogs on the way back comes and goes, crisp and pleasant.
Don't be in the clouds
Ming Xia Wanchun
Three years of detention of tourists, today and the southern crown.
Infinite mountains and rivers tears, who says that the world is wide.
It is known that the spring road is near, and it is difficult to say goodbye to his hometown.
On the day of the return of perseverance, the spirit flag looks in the sky.
Xia Wanchun, the word is ancient, a poet in the late Ming Dynasty, a young hero of the Qing Dynasty, and a national hero. The poem was written when the poet was arrested by the Qing soldiers and parted with his hometown.
The whole poem expresses the author's unyielding determination to die with this, and reveals his infinite attachment to his hometown that will be goodbye forever, and his deep sigh. The poems are generous in style and heroic in their feelings, which makes people feel refreshed when they read them.
In the past three years, he was a soldier who resisted the Qing Dynasty, and now he was defeated and captured, and he is in prison. Looking at the broken mountains and rivers, sentimental tears continue to flow, and the land is lost, who can say that the world is wide?
I know that my life is coming to an end, and the thought of saying goodbye to my hometown makes my heart twist. When my soul returns, I will see the ranks of my successors in the air to resist the Qing army.
Heavy rain on May 19
Ming Liuji
The wind drove the rain to sprinkle the high city, and the clouds pressed lightly and thundered.
I don't know where the dragon is going after the rain, and a pool of grass-colored frogs is chirping.
Liu Ji, whose name is Bowen, was a military strategist, writer and thinker in the late Yuan and early Ming dynasties, and the founding father of the Ming Dynasty. He is known for his ingenuity and strategy.
The first two sentences of this poem describe wind, rain, thunder and lightning; The last two sentences describe the scene where the rain stops and the wind stops. The whole poem is magnificent, fresh and quiet, and the poet uses the scenery to express a profound philosophy of life: in the face of hardships and hardships, you must face them calmly, the wind and rain will eventually pass, survive the difficult moments, and what awaits you will be a more beautiful life.
The wind drove the showers, and in an instant they fell on the high city, and the dark clouds were thick, and the thunder was rolling, and the earth seemed to shake.
After a while, the rain of clouds and rain departed with thunder and lightning clouds, the pond was full of water, the grass was verdant, and the sound of frogs was everywhere.
Crossing the water
Ming Chen Zilong
And the knife sounded in the box last night, and Yan Zhao's sad song was the most uneven.
Easy water is gurgling clouds and grass green, poor nowhere to send Jing Qing!
Chen Zilong, a writer in the late Ming Dynasty. The achievements of poetry are high, the style of poetry is tragic and desolate, and it is full of national integrity; He is good at seven laws, seven words and songs, and seven uniques, and is recognized as the "Ming Poetry Palace".
In 1640 AD, when Chen Zilong passed Yishui on the way from his hometown to Beijing, he felt the generosity and tragedy of Jing Ke more than 1,800 years ago, and calmly sacrificed for the country, so he wrote this poem of seven uniques.
Last night, the treasure knife made a faint sound in the box, and the land of Yan Zhao has been full of righteous people since ancient times, generous and sad, and it is difficult to calm down.
The easy water flows slowly, the sky is green and the grass is green, the rivers and mountains are still the same, but it's a pity to find a strong man like Jing Ke to see him off?
Ejuku
Ming Tang Xianzu
The autumn river is sparse and the fishing fire is scarce, and the waning moon reflects the forest slightly.
The sparkling waterfowl are still frightened, and the dew is cold and the fireflies are wet and do not fly.
Tang Xianzu was a dramatist and writer in the Ming Dynasty. Advocating the expression of spirituality, there are many fresh and elegant, quite powerful works.
On an autumn night, the poet stayed on a river boat at night, and when he woke up, facing the spotless, quiet and peaceful night scene, the poet remembered his own experience and the current situation of the imperial court, and wrote this poem with mixed feelings. The poem delicately describes the scene seen during the night stay in the autumn river, and writes about the quiet and cold of the autumn night, which is deeply touching and makes people feel like they are there.
Late at night, the fishing fires on the lonely Autumn River are sparse, and when I get up, I see the light of the half-round waning moon, which is also very faint in the woods.
The flickering waves on the surface of the water woke the waterfowl and they slept again, and the cold dew wet the wings of the fireflies, and they could not fly.
Lookout
Ming Qi Jiguang
Ten years of driving the sea and cold, the lonely minister is here to look at Chenluan.
The frost is full of blood, sprinkled on the Thousand Peaks Autumn Leaf Pill.
In the cold waves of the sea, I have been fighting the Japanese for ten years; I stood on the lookout platform, looking at the palace of the capital from afar.
My heart's blood is like a thick frost on a thousand mountains, sprinkled on the peaks, staining all the autumn leaves red.
Qi Jiguang, a famous general of the Ming Dynasty, was an outstanding military strategist, calligrapher, and poet. In the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, Qi Jiguang fought against the Japanese and pirates, and made many military exploits in the past ten years, basically clearing the Japanese invaders. The poem describes the life of the poet in the east and the west, and alludes to the hardships of the anti-Japanese struggle. expressed his sincerity and loyalty to the motherland.
Watching books
Ming Yu Qian
The book is affectionate like an old man, and the morning and dusk are sad and happy every blind date.
There are 3,000 words straight down in front of him, and there is no dust on his chest.
The source of living water is full everywhere, and the east wind flowers and willows are new every time.
Jin Anyule is looking for a guest, but I don't believe that I have no spring.
Books are tools for disseminating knowledge, the accumulation of human wisdom and experience, and this poem illustrates this very well.
The poem praises the benefits of books, talks about the beneficial principles of opening the book, and has far-reaching artistic conceptions, expressing the poet's love for reading. The book is affectionate like an old man, and the morning and dusk are sad and happy every blind date. It has also become a famous sentence that future generations have been quoting for the ages.
For me, books are like old friends for many years, whether they are early in the morning or dusk, sad and happy, they always accompany me. After reading countless words in front of me, there is no longer the slightest distraction of the worldly in my chest.
Insist on reading, fresh ideas will continue to come one after another, and they will be inexhaustible. Diligent study is like a new color in the east wind. Straddling the golden saddle, the magnates still sighed that it was difficult to find it, and they didn't believe that there was a spring scene in this study.
Ascend to the White Building
Ming Wang Shizhen
In the past, I heard that Li was enshrined, and Chang Xiao climbed the building alone.
This place is a place to look at, and the high name is left for hundreds of generations.
The white clouds and the sea are dawning, and the bright moon is in autumn.
Those who want to come again, gurgling water.
Wang Shizhen was a writer and historian of the Ming Dynasty. Jiajing Ding did not enter the scholar, was an upright official, not attached to the powerful, and the official went to the Nanjing Criminal Department. In the autumn of 1553, Wang Shizhen took a boat from the canal to the north, passing through Ningzhou, ascending the Taibai Building, and composing this nostalgic poem.
The poem shows his admiration and yearning for Li Bai's articles and spiritual demeanor, and the author sends feelings and thoughts in the narrative scene, blending the ancient and modern, with profound meaning and deep feelings.
I heard that in the past, Li Bai once climbed this platform alone and sang poems. As soon as he arrived, this place and his name were passed down for hundreds of generations.
The white clouds are long, the glow of the sea is shining, the bright moon is rising, and the autumn colors are pleasant. If you want to find a person like Taibai to climb this building, you can't find it again, only the water outside the building flows slowly.
A cut plum rain hit the pear blossom deep closed door
Ming Tang Yin
The rain hit the pear blossom and closed the door deeply, forgetting the youth and mistaking the youth.
Who is happy to talk about? Ecstasy under the flowers, ecstasy under the moon.
Sorrowful gathering eyebrows, thousands of tears, 10,000 marks.
Xiao looks at the sky and looks at the clouds at dusk, and thinks about you when you walk, and thinks about you when you sit.
Tang Yin, whose name is Bohu, was a painter and writer in the Ming Dynasty. Together with Zhu Yunming, Wen Zhengming, and Xu Zhenqing, he is known as the "Four Talents of Jiangnan", and Shen Zhou, Wen Zhengming, and Qiu Ying are called the "Four Families of Wumen", also known as the "Four Families of Ming".
This is a song written in a woman's voice. The upper and lower pieces of the word are crossed and complementary, looping back and forth, and the image of an infatuated woman with tears is vividly displayed at the end of the pen.
The door of the deep closed room only listened to the sound of the rain hitting the pear blossoms through the window, so he lived up to his youth and wasted his youth. Even if you have a happy mood, who can you share it with? The flowers are also sad, and the moon is also sad.
All day long, his brows were furrowed, like Dai Feng towering, leaving a thousand tears on his face, ten thousand tears. I've been looking at the sky from morning to night, I miss you when I walk, and I miss you when I sit!
Linjiang Immortal, rolling Yangtze River East passing water
Ming Yang Shen
The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes.
Success or failure turns empty.
The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.
On the white-haired fisherman Jiangzhu, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.
A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet.
How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking.
The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, never looking back, and the heroes disappear like flying waves. The argument for what is right and wrong, success and failure, in the end is all in vain. Only the green mountains still exist, and the sun still rises and sets.
The white-haired fisherman by the river has long been accustomed to the changes of time. It's rare to see friends and drink a glass of wine. The disturbances of the past and present have been put into people's laughter and conversation.
Yang Shen, a writer of the Ming Dynasty. This epic poem, bold and high-pitched, subtle and deep, creates the image of an old fisherman who is far away from the hustle and bustle and is indifferent, and entrusts the poet with the ideal of despising the world and looking down on the gains and losses of honor and disgrace.