What are the poems about welcoming the Year of the Tiger?

Examples of ancient poetry welcoming the Year of the Tiger;

1, Boping Zheng Taishou visited Jiangxia North Gate from Lushan Mountain (Li Bai)

Girder, your son, dark clouds cover the top.

Without 3,000 guests, who would believe Ling Jun?

Save Zhao Fu, save Wei Guo, and Yingwei is well known all over the world.

Handan can celebrate the Qujie Festival and visit Boxue.

Yimen lived in seclusion and married Hou Sheng.

Whoever wants to drum a knife is a mallet.

A good man can't protect himself if he doesn't devote himself wholeheartedly.

Many gentlemen keep their promises and are far away in spirit.

Five horses enter the city gate, and the golden saddle shines on the battlements.

Everyone forgets that tigers and bamboos are expensive, and they are happy.

Go to the Peach Blossom Garden and meet me on the porch.

Acacia has no end, and the heart is broken.

2. Give Pan on Qian Shaoyang (Li Bai)

The embroidered clothes are listed in the history of He Angzang, and the iron crown is white and the autumn cream is horizontal.

The three armed forces talked about many things, and Luo Gan, a former tiger, would take the lead.

Although there is no 25-year-old man, there is a man named Weng Qian Shaoyang.

Eyebrows as loose as snow, Doby can save the emperor.

You can salute this corporal, Kyushu wipe your eyes and see clearly.

3. Visit the North Lake Pavilion in Liyang, see Wawu Mountain, recall the past, and give it to a fellow traveler (Li Bai)

Facing the North Lake Pavilion, overlooking Wawu Mountain.

When the sky is clear in Wan Li, I feel the autumn wind is still there.

The wanderer held his master and looked up at the moment.

Eyes and colors send Hong Fei, but it is unattainable.

I advise you to go to Wuguan.

Wen Youzhen's adopted daughter, Zhenqiong Lishui Bay.

The eyes are clear, and the sun is like a face.

There are five or six piers in the high grave, and the tiger lives in the air.

The ruins of Jiuquan, Fang's name is immortal.

Zixu once begged for food, and this woman poured the pot pulp.

Carry out the item, into the Chu whip flat king.

It's cold between heaven and earth, and if it's frost, it's named.

Strong husband or not, nine times out of ten.

I brush clothes with Jun, and Wan Li soars together.

4. Tomb of the Mother of Tiger Hill (Shen Yazhi)

Golden hairpin is like a flower bed.

Who is the value of oil wall? Qiantang is full of sorrow.

The green leaves are dyed with willows, and the fragrance is smoked with plums.

But when the Tao is gone, you must follow your soul's dream.

5. Take Pei's thirty scholars back to the pavilion from the west to prevent freezing and climb the essence of Huqiu Mountain Temple (Xu Hun).

Spring grass crosses Wu, and the sooner the heart returns.

In the wine country, every guest is sick and poetic.

Born on ice, climbing stairs is covered with snow.

The east wind can't wait, and the temples are full of stains.

6. Go to Hutouyan to send Lu Zhongcheng (Xu Hun)

Zhang Ting has gone far to Hutouyan.

The beach is moving rapidly and the mountains are sailing.

The stone stairs slide against the rain, and the manholes rise and fall.

How to comfort the journey is like a sealed book.

7. Huqiu Shanxi Temple (Zhu)

The Wangs' home mountain used to be here, and Lu Ji gave it to Lu Yunshi.

Purple incense sticks to things, and there are many monks in the sun and the moon.

8. Go to Huqiu Temple (Li Deyu) with Taigong and Qingyuan Taoist.

There is a Lingfeng in Maoyuan, which I have never been to.

The Tibetan mountain is half flat, and the bad valley is high.

The mountains are surrounded by several walls and the rocks dive thousands of feet.

I know the meaning of nature, and I will go back to my hometown to play.

I used to be a tiger, but my sword didn't taste the dragon.

Tan Dai went down to the bottom of the sea, and she was half unconscious.

Before the mountain rises, I am sad to know Dan.

The green Shinohara is cloudy in summer, but the green Qiu Lin has not changed.

Ghosts search for gentle and graceful, looking back at He Xiaosan.

Sichuan is sunny and blue, and Jiang Chun is chaotic.

Yi people compose clear algae, and the sages leave a piece of Han.

* * * Mourning Yu Yin, the full text is embroidered.

It's hard to get it back to reward him, but he is sighing.

If it rises again overnight, it will be all stars.