Quotes About Praising Ancient Poetry

1. Quotes in Praise of Tang Poetry

Beauty is hazy 1 I like to walk alone in the fog.

For this reason, many good times in the past have gone by in browsing Tang poems. Because Tang poetry is beautiful, and the beauty is hazy, like a glimmer of light in the haze that has long been missing.

2 The hazy beauty of Tang poetry, first of all, hazy in its formal beauty. Tang Dynasty poems, stanzas, the number of words in each sentence is equal, and the demand for the battle, oblique tone, pay attention to the neatness of the characters and the brightness of the tone.

The poets of the Tang Dynasty, almost every one of them, in the pure poetic feelings and nearly shackled in the collision of the law, into a few good poems that have been handed down to future generations. However, since the meter is almost a yoke, even the greatest genius can not write all the poems so perfect.

Dufu is the great poet who made the formal beauty of Tang poetry ultimately get lost in the mountains. Dufu made the world realize the unparalleled beauty of Tang poetry's form in a dreamlike way.

Dufu wrote "absolute" Tang poetry, but also wrote "finished" Tang poetry. He was extraordinary.

The rhythms of the poems that followed him were ultimately based on his poems as the golden rule. However, history has its own eye of observation.

Du Fu is ultimately famous for his new musical compositions "Three Officials" and "Three Farewells", his "The Walk of the Soldiers", "The Walk of the Lillies", and "The Northern Expedition". His poems are unrivaled.

However, with shackles, how can you do all the dancing? One is known as "the finale of the ancient seven rhythms", "Ascension", because he pursued the four couplets, but not inevitably "exhaustion". This is the tragic decline of Tang poetry lost to perfection, but it is not the tragic decline of great poets.

In his later years, Du Fu went to Sichuan and wrote poems that broke the rhyme scheme, such as "Spring Water" and "Walking Alone by the River", which at least mirrored many of his outstanding poems that were filled with real energy. 3 The exquisite form of Tang poetry is lost in a haze.

The Tang dynasty has tens of thousands of poems, but only three hundred of them have actually been passed down by word of mouth. The most famous of these poems are the magnificent and colorful lines of the Tang poets.

Such as "the desert, the Yangtze River sunset round" "wild open sky low trees, the river is clear and the moon near the people" "Vermilion door wine and meat stinks, the road has frozen dead bones". In the old days, Wang Xie Tangqian Yan flew into the common people's homes". Because of the difficulty of planning, often the first into a sentence, and then put together into a piece, and therefore the Tang poem is more than a good sentence.

As in the mist of the starlight, hazy, only see spots, hidden nick. 4 The formal beauty of Tang poetry is lost in the haze, while the literal beauty of Tang poetry is generated in the haze.

I am afraid that the most mysterious source of traditional Chinese culture is its unique Chinese characters. The unique Chinese character is inherently a point of the rhinoceros, which can only be understood by the mind.

The art of calligraphy, which is unique in the world, can be said to go back to the ancient times, and is connected to the next thousand years. The modern art of contemporary abstraction seems to have originated from it, and it seems that the most beautiful calligraphic art is mostly the calligraphic record of Tang poetry.

It is not difficult to think of the literal beauty of Chinese characters as a visual delight without even having to read them. They are spiritually chosen and combined to make people feel and sing.

The literal beauty of Tang poetry has reached an almost unparalleled, out-of-this-world realm. "Two yellow orioles singing in the green willow, a line of egrets in the blue sky.

The window contains a thousand autumn snows on the West Ridge, and the door is moored to a ten thousand mile ship on the East Wu." "

The green hills are hidden and the water is far away, and the grass in Jiangnan is withered in the fall.

The night of the moon on the 24th bridge, where does the jade man teach to blow the Xiao?" The two Tang poems at your fingertips, do not have to read carefully, do not seek to understand, only from the words overflowing out of meters of the hazy beauty, is a thousand cups of wine, ten thousand flowers. 5 red dust without end, all the images hazy, the fog occasionally appear in a line of light, naturally see more delicate.

And the delicate and incomparable Tang poetry, so far the low return is the hazy beauty of the red dust. It is a green bamboo forest between a coon lady, it is Hu Tian flying snow in the two lines of hoof marks, it is the blue water in the hibiscus, it is a moonlit night in the sad and moored a leaf canoe.

Miles of sadness, a hundred years of disease, is the history; half a wall of sunrise, a thousand miles of Jiangling, is the chronicle of the tour. And especially for the pipe leading the thousand years, is the Tang poetry of the real Zen on earth.

Three spring dizziness, bright moonlight, spontaneous sadness, zebra song, life and death, clutch, honor and disgrace, sadness and joy, poignant to the sadness, the dashing to the, dripping to the. The road of a thousand people have not said, song of a thousand people have not sung.

This delicate light of the sky, so that the red dust more see its hazy, to the beautiful and true.

2. Ancient Poems About Praise Poetry

1. Poetry is an invisible painting, and painting is a visible poem. --Jang Sun-min

2. Poets are painters who depict the mind. --Disraeli

3, old and strong, rather than know the white head of the heart; poor and hard, do not lose the will of the green clouds. --Wang Bo

4. A thousand sails in a sinking boat, a thousand trees in front of a sick tree. --Liu Yuxi

5. There is no end to learning. -- Xunzi

6. --Han Yu's "Explanation of Progress in Learning"

7. -- "Book of Han"

8, the cart in front of the cart, after the car. -- Han Shu

9, elixir a grain, iron into gold. --Huang Tingjian

10, where there is a will, there is a way, break the kettle and sink the boat, a hundred and two Qin passes finally belong to Chu; bitter people, the sky will not fail, lying down on firewood and taste the guts, three thousand Yuejia can be swallowed by Wu.

3. The ancient poems about praise

1. The night of the third day of the ninth month, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. 2.Ask for the water of the Huaihuai Bai Juyi, who has contemplated the fame and fortune of the guests, is disturbed on earth. What's the matter with the water of Huaihuai, the eastward flow is not idle?3. Bryan Water Bryan Water Bryan Water Bryan Water Bryan Water Bryan Water Bryan Water in the fall. I am picking white apples in the South Lake. The lotus blossoms want to talk. The lotus blossoms want to speak. 4.Crossing Xiangshui at Night Meng Haoran The guest boat is greedy for profit. The dewy air smells the fragrant duchess, and the singing voice recognizes the picking of lotus. The fire is not a problem, but it is a problem for the fishermen. The first time I saw you, I asked you where Xunyang was. 5. Spring Water Du Fu In March, the peach blossom waves, the river flows back to the old traces. The color of the river is the same as it was in the old days. The color of the water is so vivid that it can be seen in the door of the house. I've added countless birds to my collection, and I'm sure they're all clamoring for a bath. Water in the poem 1. White hair floats on green water, red palms pluck clear waves. (Luo Binwang's "Aria of the Goose") 2. The Gate of Heaven interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the blue water flows east to this point. (Li Bai, "Looking at Tianmen Mountain") 3. There is no way out of the mountain, but there is another village in the darkness. (Lu You, "Traveling to Shanxi Village") 4. Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun sends me love. (Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun") 5. The flowers of the river are red hot at sunrise, and the water of the river is as green as blue in spring. (Bai Juyi's "Remembering the South River") 6. The spring is silent and cherishes the fine flow, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the softness of the sunshine. (Su Shi, "Question Huichong 'Evening Scene of Spring River'") 8. The so-called Iren, in the water side. (Poetry - reed reed) 9. Water is tantalizing, the mountains and islands horrified. (Cao Cao, "Canghai") Plum blossom poems through the years to Fan Ye Lu Kai South Song folded plums with the postman, sent with the Longtou people. I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but I'd like to give it to you. The small plums in the mountain garden Lin and Jing Tang The fragrance of all the shaking down the only noisy yin, occupy all the flavor to the small garden. The water is clear and shallow, and the fragrance of the moon floats in the twilight of the moon. The frosty birds are trying to steal their eyes, and the pink butterflies are trying to break their souls. Luckily, I have a little song for you to be intimate with, and I don't need to be unauthorized to write on the boards of the golden bottles. Plums Wang Anshi A few branches of plums bloom alone in the cold. I know it is not enough to snow, but there is a dark fragrance. I lost a game of chess with Xue Zhaoming on the plum blossom poem Wang Anshi, who was looking for the plum blossom in the spring, was happy to see it, and the snow was piled up on the road. I remembered it in the past years, but the fragrance is far away from me, and it is hard to follow the postman to come. Remembering the Plum, Li Shangyin, I live at the end of the world, and I am still clinging to the world. The cold plum is the most hateful thing, but it grows to be last year's flower. In the middle of November, when I went to Fufeng, I saw plum blossoms, Li Shangyin, the road was full of colorful flowers, and the scent of plum blossoms curled up at different times. The moon is the only thing that can be seen in the plum blossoms, while the green maiden does not spare the frost. I am so happy to see the plum blossoms in the middle of November, Li Shangyin. For whom do I become an early beauty? Plum Blossoms (之-) by Lu You I heard the plum blossoms are in the morning breeze, and the snow is piled up all over the four mountains. Where can I transform myself into a thousand million bodies, a single plum blossom and a single libertine? Plum Blossom (bis) The valley is so beautiful that it can't be changed to the north, and it's late to blossom every year. Do you know that it is the time of snow and ice? Plum Blossom (3) The snow and the wind are more and more severe, and the temperament of the flower is the strongest. The flower is the strongest of all. It will drift away when it is out of fashion, and it is a shame to beg for pity from the East. Early plum blossoms are early in spring, but they do not suspect the cold. I'm not afraid of falling behind the flowers, and no one wants to see it. The plum blossom is broken before the waxing of the plum, and there are many plum blossoms after the new year. The plum blossom is broken before the waxing of the plum tree, and there are many plum blossoms after the new year. The snowy trees have the same color, and the river wind has its own waves. I can't see my old garden, but I can't see the mountain. Early Plum Blossoms: The trees are frozen and want to be broken, but the roots are warm and alone. In the deep snow of the village before me, a branch opened last night. The wind sends the fragrance out, and the birds peep at the colorful blossoms. Next year, as if it should be a law, it will be the first one to be released on the spring stage. Tang Dynasty - Wang Wei Miscellaneous Poems You come from your hometown, you should know about your hometown. I'll be leaning on the window in the coming day, before the plum blossoms. Miscellaneous Poems by Wang Wei (Tang Dynasty) I have seen the plum blossom, and I have heard the sound of crowing birds. The spring grass is growing on the jade steps. Memory of the Plum Tang Dynasty- Li Shangyin The plum is living at the end of the world and is still looking towards the world. The cold plum is the most hateful thing in the world. Plum on the River Tang Dynasty- Wang Shi I suddenly saw a cold plum tree in bloom along the Han River. I don't know the early color of spring, but I suspect that I am the one who is handling the pearl. The early blossom is always cold, and the fruit is always bitter and sour. What is the reason to sit on a spring day and let the fragrance fade away? The peaches are sure to smile, and the prostitutes are willing to look back! I know the right flavor is hard to find when I ask you to adjust the golden tripod. Plum Blossom: Cui Daorong, the first few calyxes contain snow, and it is difficult to paint them alone. There is a special flavor in its fragrance, and it does not know how cold it is. The flute and the sadness of the plum blossom, the slanting technique of the plum blossom, and the sickness of the plum blossom. If the wind is soothing, don't destroy it so easily. Plum Blossoms by Tang Yu Xin Halfway through the waxing moon of that year, I already realized that the plum blossoms were appending. I don't believe it's late in spring, but I've come to see it in the snow. The trees are swaying and the ice is falling, and the branches are cold. If I had known that I could not find them, I would have regretted that I was wearing a sheet of clothes. Looking for Plum Blossoms in the Snow Tang Xiao Gang was absolutely surprised by the late plum blossoms and came to see them in the snow. The lower branches of the plum blossoms are visible, but the higher ones are hard to recognize. They are all ashamed of their dewy wrists, and they say that their waists are weak. I must cut and pick them, and learn two or three techniques. Plum Blossom Tang-Jiang Wei-han A tree of plum blossom in front of the White Jade Hall is suddenly in bloom. How can the colors of spring come in when the doors of several houses are closed? Plum Blossom Song - Chen Liang The sparse technique is thin and thin, and the small calyx is bright. A single blossom is the first to blossom, and all the flowers are the last to blossom. I'm not afraid of being buried in the snow if I want to convey the message of spring. The flute of the jade flute is not to be trifled with, but the eastern ruler is advocating. Early Spring: Presenting to Mr. Zhang XVIII of the Water Ministry Tang Dynasty. Han Yu The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crispy, and the color of grass can not be seen from afar. Spring is the best time of the year, and it is the best time of the year for the willow to fill the capital. The wind is in the night, and it moistens things silently. The path is dark with clouds, the riverboat is bright with fire. The Red Dampness of the Dawn, The Heavy Flowers of Jinguancheng Huichong Evening Scene on the Spring River Su Shi The Peach Blossoms Beyond the Bamboo and the Ducks Knowing the Warmth of the Spring River Before They Do. Piper Artemisia vulgaris, when the dolphins want to go up. Spring Dawn Meng Haoran Spring sleeps without realizing the dawn, and crowing birds are heard everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes in the night, and I know how many flowers have fallen. 10. The willow is at the level of the river, and I hear the sound of singing on the river. (Liu Yuxi "Bamboo Branch Lyrics") 20O, Six Songs of Tianjingsha 1. The Longest Flowing Map The sky, the land, the sea, and the sea are where you want to find the best people to work for you. I've been busy for half a century, but now I'm on a long voyage. 2. Teacher Kuang Huanxue The moral high Confucianism and erudition, the hope of the heroes and heroines. The time is right, the place is right, the people are right, and the pen is like magic. 3. Wang Ben Cheng Dare to speak and act, no complaints, no hatred, no regrets. The storms and the thunder, and the world, the world, who else?4. Hui Lan Ge For the country, for the family, for the people, the wind and the sun and the rain. The blue sea, blue sky, white clouds, the sun, moon and stars are the companions of a lifetime of searching. 5. Guan Zhongtu Being upright, doing things openly and honestly. Gathering heroes from all directions, the world is at my disposal. 6. Yixian Thinking of the world, looking to the infinite future. He has a heart of the world and an eye to the infinite future. He has a heart of the world and an eye to the infinite future. He has a heart of the world and an eye to the infinite future. He has a heart of the world and an eye to the infinite future. I don't know who cuts out the fine leaves, the February spring breeze like scissors spring day Song Zhu Xi, the victory day to find the fragrance of the Surabaya waterfront, the boundless light of a new moment. The spring breeze is always in the air, and it is always spring. Ye Shao-weng should pity the clogs and teeth of the moss, small buckle wood door for a long time not open. Spring colors are all over the garden, a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. The Song of Liangzhou Wang Zhilu The Yellow River is far away from the white clouds, a lonely city with ten thousand feet of mountains. The Qiang flute has no need to complain about the willow, the spring breeze does not pass through the Jade Gate.

4. Essay on Praising Ancient Poetry

Essay on Praising Ancient Poetry of Spring

Is spring a piece of paper of writing and rendering ink? "The sunrise river flowers are red as fire, the spring river water is as green as blue." Red as fire river flowers stars dotted with turquoise blue river water, water flow clouds in the spring sunlight lightly sprinkled on the river, a touch of red sparkling and up, so that people see, would like to pick up the ink brush, the beauty of this copy to take home.

Or a volume of brushstrokes outlined? "A tree spring wind ten million branches, tender in gold soft in silk." The spring breeze is gentle, willows are painting, I do not know who's delicate hands, will be the thousands of willows dyed verdant, tender yellow? Let's walk on the ancient bridge after the rain, fragrant and elegant, looking up at the mottled pine branches, the moon and stars.

Spring, warm people's hearts, "wet clothes want to wet apricot rain, blowing face not cold willow wind."

Spring, fleeting, "the forest flowers thanked the spring red, too hasty." So "there are flowers to fold straight must fold, do not wait for the flowers to fall empty folding branch."

Spring, refreshing cool moist through, "Tianjie Xiaoyu Run as crispy, grass color distant look near but no."

Spring, the fragrance of wine, "I asked where the tavern is, the shepherd boy pointed to the apricot blossom village."

Spring, soulful, "Where does spring return? The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for it. If someone knows where the spring is going, I will call them to come back and live with me."

Well, I tried to interpret the spring, but I found that she is too gorgeous, there is no such a brush, can paint the soft and charming spring color? I also found that she is too short, there is such a window, can retain a fleeting spring light? Season after season, spring comes and goes, goes and comes back. What exactly is spring, I think, you and my heart, has long had the answer.

Spring flowers will bloom

Wen: long hair to meet the sky

also have looked forward to, also have listened to. I've been looking forward to the beauty of the flowers, listening to the sound of the flowers blooming and falling. In every spring.

With the wind of March into the pillar, a warm breath has quietly approaching, the window quietly leaning, the air is cool but has not a trace of cold, lightly swept through the grass, swept through the willow, swept through the city side of the gurgling river, swept through the roadside swaying flowers.

The winter depression is slowly receding from the cold corners, and with it, is as melancholy as the winter mood.

The time flow, spring is here again, the courtyard of the rose will once again weave a wall of embroidery, that a peach tree, will once again halo on a touch of red, pulling all my sight. And I, I would like to be like this to the grass color as a curtain, to the flowers as tea, holding a volume of poetry, silently tasting, quietly read, rejected the hustle and bustle of the red dust, the world's turbidity, so that an impetuous heart momentarily quiet, in the light of the spring of the language of the flowers, such as the flowers of the heart into a gurgling river, meandering through the heart will be dried up.

"Borrowing water to bloom from a strange, water sinking for the bones of jade for the muscle", is the daffodil of the light, "a branch of light storage under the book window, people and flowers, each fragrant", is the osmanthus flowers of the Qingyi, "only that the flowers are not ten days red, this flower is not spring without days! ", is the moon season's calm, "does not shake the incense has been messed up, no wind flowers fly" is the rose's lingering, "pear blossom pale white willow deep green, willow wadding when the flower full of the city" is the pear's vulgarity, "a good woman The jade hairpin is a durian's delicate flower, "The red shadow does not go to the stream, and it is known that the spring water loves peach blossoms" is the peach blossom's flavor, "The clouds want to dress up and the flowers want to look like a flower, and the spring breeze brushes the threshold and makes the dew thicker" is the peony's noble book. The flower is like Xia, and the fragrance is like the old days in the book. Thinking about the appearance of the blooming flowers, thinking about that part of the joy of spring is coming, I have been quite impatient.

The old poems and articles in praise of spring

After a winter of silence, finally looking forward to the day of the flowers, finally can again light hair, light skirt, such as childhood, gently humming a song in the starry bushes through, listening to birds, smell the fragrance of the flowers, so that the corner of the skirt sprinkled with the fragrance of youth.

Finally, you can sit down and play the piano, with the tide of thoughts dialing the strings of time, playing the sound of the water, dazzled by a cup of tea in the hands. "Orchids are born in front of the court, containing Kaoru waiting for the spring wind", planted full of new green years, pleased to find that a spring morning is how bright.

Or, in the rain, dreaming of a childhood stream, to listen to the "falling flowers to" the sound, to smell the "far with the flow of incense" fragrance. Let the light spring water in the eyes of the ripples, thick spring in the eyebrows condensation, with a Ting smoke and rain a tree apricot blossom dense into a quiet and ethereal landscape ink.

Let the years with the wind shadow planted into the flower season, the fragrance of the flowers, will be filled in the heart of the young sorrow blow away.

And the memory is like those flowers that never wither, in a certain time an unintentional turn, a fond look back, in the heart of a quiet corner quietly open, overflowing shallow aroma, memorable.

Again, I'm looking forward to listening to you again. Looking forward to the beauty of flowers, listening to the sound of blossoms and falls. In this spring.

5. Songs and verses of ancient poems celebrating friendship

The body has no colorful phoenix flying wings, the heart has a spiritual rhinoceros a little bit of communication ------- Tang. Li Shangyin

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Last year today this door, the face of the peach blossoms reflect each other red. I don't know where to go, but the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring wind ------ Tang. Cui Gu

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Spring silkworms to death, wax torch into ashes, tears began to dry ------ Tang. Li Shangyin

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The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. ------ Tang. Liu Yuxi

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Once the sea is hard to water, in addition to the witch mountain is not cloud ------ Tang. Yuan Zhen

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Up and down the Yellow Springs, the two places are all gone ------ Tang. Bai Juyi

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From now on, I don't have the heart to love the good night, let the moon go down to the west tower ------ Tang. Li Yi

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If two love is a long time, and not in the morning and evening ------ Song. Qin Guan

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In the sky, I wish to be a bird with two wings, in the earth, I wish to be a branch with two branches ------ Tang. Bai Juyi

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The belt is getting wider and wider, and people are getting more and more haggard for Yi ------ Song. Liu Yong

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6. Ancient Poems Describing Goodness

1. Original Text:

Jasper is made up into a tall tree, and ten thousand stripes are draped with green silk. I don't know who cuts out the fine leaves, but the February spring breeze is like scissors.

From:Tang Dynasty - He Zhizhang "Winged Willow / Willow Branch Lyrics"

Comment:The tall willow tree is full of bright green new leaves, and the lightly draping willows are like millions of gently fluttering green ribbons. I do not know who cut out this fine willow leaves, is the February spring breeze, as magical scissors.

2, the original:

The east side of the city is gradually realized that the scenery is good. The gauze is wrinkled and the waves are rippled, welcoming visitors.

The floating life hates less pleasure. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for it. The first thing I want to do is to hold a glass of wine for you to persuade the sun to go down, and to leave the evening light in the flower room.

From: Song Dynasty - Song Qi "Yu Lou Chun - Spring Scenery"

Comment: Walking in the East City, I feel that the spring light is getting better and better, wrinkled yarn-like water waves on the boat slow rocking. The green willow in the morning mist in the light of the sunlight swinging dance, pink apricot blossoms full of branches spring enchanting. Always complaining that life is too short and entertainment is too little, how can you begrudge thousands of dollars and despise laughter? Let me raise a glass of wine for you to advise the slanting sun, please stay to shine the evening flowers.

3, the original text:

The victory of the day in search of the fragrance of Surabaya, boundless light for a moment new.

From:Song Dynasty - Zhu Xi "Spring Day"

Interpretation:Wind and sunshine swim spring in the Surabaya waterfront, the boundless landscape is new. Anyone can see the face of spring, the spring wind blowing hundreds of flowers open, thousands of purple and red, everywhere is the scene of spring.

4, the original:

Peach blossoms outside the bamboo three or two branches, the spring river water warm ducks first know. Artemisia vulgaris is full of reed buds short, it is when the river dolphin wants to go up.

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