Chinese Excellent Long Classic Ancient Poems

1. Moonlit Night of Spring River Flowers--Zhang Ruoxu

The tide of the Spring River is even with the sea, and the bright moon*** tide grows on the sea.

Rippling with the waves for ten million miles, where is the spring river without a bright moon!

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moon shines on the flowers and forests like shrapnel;

The frost in the air does not feel like flying, and the white sand on the tree is invisible.

The river and the sky are all in one color, and the moon is bright in the sky.

Why did you see the moon for the first time on the banks of the river?

When did the moon start to shine?

Life is endless, the river and the moon are only similar every year.

I don't know who is waiting for the moon on the river, but the Yangtze River sends the water flowing.

The white clouds are going away, and the blue maple is on the river.

Who is in the boat tonight? I'm not sure where I'm going to be able to find the right place for me to go.

The moon is wandering on the upper floors of the building, and it should be shining on the mirror of the departed person's makeup.

This is the first time I've seen the moon in the sky, and I've seen it in the sky.

This is the time to look at each other and not to hear each other, I wish to chase the moonlight to shine on you.

The geese and geese will never fly, and the fish and dragons will never jump into the water.

Last night, I dreamed of falling flowers in the pool, and I was sorry that I didn't return home in the middle of spring.

The water in the river is flowing in spring, and the moon is falling in the river pool.

The slanting moon is sinking and hiding the sea fog, Jieshi Xiaoxiang infinite road.

I don't know how many people will return by the moon, the falling moon shakes the river full of trees.

2. The Song of Eternal Hatred--Bai Juyi

The Emperor of the Han Dynasty was so eager for the color of his country that he was unable to get it for many years.

The Yang family has a daughter who has grown into a woman, but she has been kept in the bosom of the family.

Born to be a beautiful woman, she was chosen to be on the side of the king.

The smile of a hundred winks, the six palaces have no color.

The spring cold gives bath Huaqing Pond, hot spring water slippery wash gel fat.

Servant helped the baby up, but it was the time of the new grace.

The clouds and temples, the flowers, the golden steps, the hibiscus tent, the warmth of the spring night.

The night is short and the day is long, and from now on the king will not come to court.

There is no time for pleasure, and the spring is a special night for the spring tour.

Three thousand people in the harem, three thousand favorites in one.

The Golden House is made up to serve the night, and the Jade House is drunk and spring.

Sisters and brothers are all listed in the earth, poor colorful birth portal.

This is the first time I've seen the world's parents, and I'm not sure if they're going to give birth to a boy or a girl.

The LIXIL Palace is high up in the green clouds, and the immortal music is heard everywhere.

Slowly singing and dancing, the king will not see enough.

The drums and drums of fishing and sun-drums were carried to the ground, breaking the neon dress and feather clothes song.

Smoke and dust from the nine city queues, and thousands of riders traveling southwest.

The Cuihua is a city that has been shaken by the sea, and is now more than a hundred miles west of the capital gate.

The six armies were not sent out, and they died before the moth-eyebrows.

The flower inlays have been left unattended, and the green buckles of the gold sparrow scratch the head of the jade.

The king couldn't save his face, and he looked back to see the blood and tears flowing together.

The winds of the Yellow Eyes are scattered, and the cloud stacks are winding their way up to the Sword Pavilion.

There are few people traveling under Emei Mountain, and the sun is thin on the flags.

The water of the Shu River is blue and the mountains of Shu are green, and the Holy Lord is in love with them.

The moon is the color of sadness in the palace, and the bell is the sound of broken hearts in the night rain.

The sky is spinning back to the dragon's harness, and I can't go to this place with hesitation.

The mud at the bottom of the Mawei slope is a place of death where I can't see my face.

The officials and the ministers were all covered in clothes, and they looked east to the capital gate to return.

All the pools and gardens are still the same, and the hibiscus and willow are still the same.

The hibiscus is like a face, the willow is like an eyebrow.

The spring breeze is the day of peach and plum blossoms, and the autumn rain is the time of the fall of sycamore leaves.

There are a lot of autumn grasses in the south of the Western Palace, and the fallen leaves are full of red steps that are not swept away.

The Pearland students have new white hair, and the Pepper House supervisors are old.

The evening hall fireflies fly thought quietly, the lonely lamp pick all not sleep.

The bells and drums of the night are late, and the stars of the sky are on the verge of dawning.

They are the first to be able to use their own personal computer to make their own decisions, but they are also the first to be able to use their own computer to make their own decisions.

It's been a long time since I was born or died, and I've never been able to dream.

The Qiong Taoist Hongdu guest, can be sincere to the soul.

For the sake of the king's thoughts, he taught the priests to look for it.

Placing the air and harnessing the gas to run like electricity, ascending to the sky and into the earth to seek it all.

The two places were all gone, but they were not to be found.

Suddenly I heard that there is an immortal mountain on the sea, and the mountain is in the mist of nothingness.

The pavilions are exquisite, and the clouds rise up, and there are many fairies among them.

There is one person who has the word "Tai Zhen", with snowy skin and flowery appearance.

Bibimbap in the west room of the Golden Palace, I told Jade to report to her.

It is said that the son of the Han family was envoyed by the emperor, and I was frightened by his dream in the tent of Jiuhua.

When I was a student at the University of California at Berkeley, I was a student at the University of California at Berkeley, and I was a student at the University of California at Berkeley.

The cloud sideburns are half-exposed to the new sleep, and the flower crown is not whole to come down to the hall.

The wind is blowing and the sleeves are fluttering, just like the dance of neon dresses and feathered clothes.

The jade face is lonely, the tears are dry, and the pear blossom has a branch in spring with rain.

They are the first to be able to see the world, and they are the first to be able to see the world, and they are the first to be able to see the world.

The love in the hall of Zhaoyang is over, and the sun and moon in the palace of Penglai are long.

Looking back at the world, I don't see Chang'an, I see dust and fog.

But the old things to show deep love, tin alloy hairpin will be sent.

The hairpin left a strand and a fan, the hairpin broke the gold and the inlay.

But the heart is as firm as a golden tin, and we will see each other in heaven and on earth.

This is the first time I've ever seen a woman with a heart of gold in her hair, and I've never seen her with a heart of gold in her hair.

The seventh day of the seventh month, the Hall of Eternal Life, is the time when no one is whispering in the middle of the night.

We wish to be birds of a feather in the sky and branches of a tree on earth.

The sky is long and the earth is long, and this hatred has no expiration date.