Ancient poems about beauty and the sea

1. What are the poems about the beautiful sea and beach? 1. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. -Wang Zhihuan's "Dengque Building"

2. When will the Hundred Rivers enter the sea in the east and return to the west? -Yuefu "Long Songs"

Sometimes I ride the wind and waves, raise my muddy sails and sail in the deep sea. -Li Bai, "It's hard to go"

1. The spring tide is in Lian Haiping, and the bright moon is born at sea. -Zhang's "Moonlit Night on a Spring River"

2. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. -Wang Wei's March on the Fortress

Jieshi looks at the sea from the east. The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea. -Cao Cao's Looking at the Sea

There, the sea floats in the sky, and you disappear from the world on your fragile boat. -Qian Qi's "Send Monks to Japan"

5. bow your head without Qilu and look at the eastern sea like a cup. -Mount Tai in Li Mengyang

6. Yin and work together. Better have a glass of wine. Beauty doesn't have to be frowned upon. -Ye Mengde's "Beauty in Bai Weiling, after the rain, dry reputation, Wei Qing buys wine for flowers and birds"

7. You are a radish and my concubine is a dodder flower. -Li Bai's "Ancient Meaning"

8. How beautiful she looks. Open the pearly casement and sit in the air. -Li Bai's Resentment

9. The colored thread is lightly wrapped around the red jade arm, and the fine print is obliquely hung with Lv Yun. Beautiful women meet for a thousand years. -Su Shi's Huanxisha Dragon Boat Festival

10. There are beautiful women in the south, such as peaches and plums in Hua Rong. -Cao Zhi's Miscellaneous Poems Southern Beauty

2. Pushkin's poem To the Sea (The Sea)

Goodbye, free and unrestrained sea!

This is the last time you appear in front of my eyes,

Rolling blue waves,

Shining with beautiful light.

Like a friend's melancholy complaint,

As if this were his farewell call,

I'm listening for the last time.

Your sad voice, your calling voice.

You are the desire in my heart!

I often walk along your coast,

A person wandering quietly and blankly,

Also because of the secret desire and distress!

How much I like your reply,

Love your melancholy voice, your deep voice,

The silence at dusk,

And that capricious passion!

The docile sails of fishermen,

Under your intentional protection,

Flying bravely between the waves;

But when you lose control,

Large groups of ships will perish.

I want to leave forever.

Your lonely and still coast,

Congratulations with a feeling of revelry,

Let my poems follow your waves, towards the distant,

But I didn't get what I wanted!

You wait, you call … and I am bound;

My inner struggle is completely futile;

I was fascinated by a strong passion,

Let me be on your shore ...

Symphony between the sea and poetry

Poems describing beautiful women

1. There are beautiful women in the north, and they are peerless and independent.

Take care of the city first, then the country.

2. A generation of the whole city chased the waves, and Wu Gong recalled the children's home.

Don't laugh at your neighbor's daughter in the east. You are still wearing gauze on Baixi's head.

Looking back and smiling, it is fascinating, and the powder and paint of the Sixth Palace have faded into nothingness.

3. What poems boast of "seaside beauty" and "scenic beauty"? 1. seaside Author: The blue color of the Yellow Modern Sea gradually faded in the sun, and the fishing boat gradually turned into a stalwart figure from a black spot in the initial distance. The fish got off the fishing boat and had a big lunch at the seaside. The fisherman hung a big Spanish mackerel under the eaves and dried it by the sea. The heart will turn blue into the sea, and the brisk boat will be willing to be silent in the sea breeze. Although the dried fish has been dried by years, the taste will still become that beach. The sand in the past will be blown away by the sun, and the darkness will leave a clean, empty and unforgettable golden color ... 2. The seaside author/Yu Hong Modern It was a clear day in Wan Li, and we walked by the sea.

The sea breeze is blowing slightly, and there is no wave on the sea. Two seagulls flew naughtily. When we saw this beautiful nature, we were all intoxicated and filled with emotion ... That day, we held hands for the first time.

Excited and shy, they both blushed. On that day, facing the sea, we will shout together: the oath of love in our hearts.

That day, we waited for a long time ... we didn't shout it out, but that love was quietly hidden in our hearts. On that day, we watched and walked silently, leaving two pairs of footprints on the beach.

Whenever that scene comes to my eyes, that beautiful picture seems to have gone back to the past. At that time, the two of us didn't have any guesses. Our pure love was so beautiful and warm.

This is a moment in a long time! The sun flies, time flies, I'm white-haired, are you still smiling? Today, I am on the other side of the ocean, wishing you happiness and peace from afar! May our friendship last forever! 3. Dream by the Sea Author: Xiaoxiao Modern sunshine comes in like chasing my secret in the sun, like everything in spring is exposed outdoors. My house is small, but I can put down my ID card, household registration book and password. I can put down a bed and a table. When I have some books, I can see the sea from that small window. It occupies a corner of the sea, and I can also come down that stairs and walk to the seaside. My wish is to go out to sea with the fishing boat on the shore and then come back from a long voyage. I've made up my mind. I've lived there all my life, and I've been avoiding the pursuit of another person all my life. 4. Sea Author: Xu Fuxian In modern times, I stood on the beach without drinking, but I was drunk. I wandered on the bottom of the sea, hiding in the blue sea, swaying with a gust of wind, blowing big waves and small waves, scrambling to jump into my arms. I also want to hug you tightly, but can I do it? But I can tolerate everything. 5. Looking for the seaside Poet: Li Dongping Modern, you squat on the beach with bare back and bare feet. You look preoccupied. You really want to write poetry, but no matter how things change, it's hard to write. You know, too many poets have been to the beach. As you know, the footprints left by the poet on the seashore may be longer than the Great Wall of Wan Li. There are too many poems describing the sea, either praising or lashing or lyrical or philosophical, and the sentences sung are probably higher than those in the Himalayas. Who can feel the heartbeat of the sea, and who really touches the unruly soul of the sea? The ancient ships looming in the distance are only a mirage, seagulls, shells, beaches, huge waves and white sails. You are tired of these recurring poetic images. You even think the poet is too melodramatic. You don't want to be unconventional for a painful breakthrough. The hot sand is roasting your feet, and you don't know that the hot sun is enjoying the cool air in your arms. You don't know, strong ultraviolet rays tear your red skin and spread it out to make a red rice paper. Then, you write down a line of golden sentences at will. Unfortunately, it has nothing to do with the sea. You silently look at the vast sea, plunge your bones deep into the sea and build a bronze hard reef. Those strangers who look at the sea automatically conclude that you are a real one.

4. Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival, Beauty, Sea and Patriotism.

Mid-Autumn Festival

(Tang) Lipu

When the mirror rises in the sky, the clouds are silent;

A full round, accompanied by Wan Liyun;

The sly rabbit falls the string, and the demon frog rests in front of him;

Lingcha plans to go hand in hand until the Milky Way is completely clear.

Play with the moon on August 15th.

(Tang) Liu Yuxi

Tonight the sky will wash the world again.

Summer retreats and autumn retreats.

The stars are shining and the breeze is bright.

What can change the human world is Yujing in You Ran.

Prelude to Water Melody

(Song) Su Dongpo

Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, happy drinking. Drunk, writing this article, pregnant.

When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance.

I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight?

I want to go home by wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu.

It's too cold up there! Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world.

The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.

The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone?

People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past.

I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.

Festival moon

(Song) Su Shi

The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.

If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?

Taichangyin

(Song) Xin Qiji

A round of autumn shadows turned to golden waves, and the flying mirror was re-ground.

Ask Heng E about wine: What should I do if I am cheated by white hair!

Riding the wind, Wan Li is in the sky,

Overlooking the mountains and rivers Go dancing in Guangxi. Human nature is clearer.

Taiwan Province folk songs:

Reflections on Mid-Autumn Festival Tourism

Look at the geese in a lonely shadow, and miss the mink in a thousand miles; The autumn in my hometown recalls the bright moon, and the night terrors in foreign countries.

My hand hasn't climbed over osmanthus, so it's still a banana; Climb the stairs to make a sad contribution and look at the western sky and the sea.

Homesickness on a moonlit night

The stars are thin and the moon is cold, and the milky way is quiet;

Where is Wan Li's Shanjia? I have a lot of worries when I come at night.

suffer

In the dead of night, the bright moon hangs high in the center of the sky and there is silence; Sleepy eyes,

As if in a dream; Living everywhere is restless, and my hometown is in my heart;

Suffering is like burning the heart of a king.

Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry —— Poetry of Han and Wei Dynasties

1, ancient poem: bright moon with night light

The bright moon shines that night, promoting the singing of the East Wall.

Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid.

Thousands of years of exposure to weeds, the season suddenly changes.

In the woods of Qiu Chan, this mysterious bird died peacefully.

Yesterday, I was a friend of the same family, holding high and shaking six purlins.

If you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic.

There is a fight between the north and the south, and the morning glory does not bear the yoke.

What's the use of not having a solid name?

2. Ancient Poetry: Bright Moon, He Jiaojiao

Moon how bright, shine on my bed.

Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.

Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early.

Who should you sue when you leave home alone?

Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.

Step 3 complain about songs

Newly cracked, fresh and clean as frost and snow.

Cut into acacia fans, round like the bright moon.

In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze.

I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the coolness will take away the heat.

If you give up your donation, your kindness will be lost.

5. An ancient poem about Mid-Autumn Festival, beauty, the sea and patriotism. Mid-Autumn Festival poem "Mid-Autumn Festival" (Tang) Li Puhao's spirit ascended to heaven, and the clouds were silent; A full round, accompanied by Wan Liyun; The sly rabbit falls the string, and the demon frog rests in front of him; Lingcha plans to go hand in hand until the Milky Way is completely clear.

"Playing the Moon on August 15th" (Tang) Liu Yuxi will wash the world again tonight. Summer retreats and autumn retreats.

The stars are shining and the breeze is bright. What can change the human world is Yujing in You Ran.

"Water Tune Song Tou" (Song) Su Dongpo was drinking happily in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Drunk, writing this article, pregnant.

When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I want to go home by the wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. It's unattainable! Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.

The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.

In the Mid-Autumn Moon (Song Dynasty), Su Shi's twilight clouds were full of cold, and the silver-haired people silently turned to the tracts. This life is not a long night, where to see the bright moon next year. "Tai Chang Yin" (Song) Xin Qiji's autumn shadow turned into a golden wave, flying the mirror and grinding it again.

Ask Heng E about wine: What should I do if I am cheated by white hair! Take the wind, go up to Wan Li and look down at the mountains and rivers. Go dancing in Guangxi.

Human nature is clearer. Taiwanese folk song: "Mid-Autumn Thoughts" looks at geese alone, and misses mink for a thousand dollars; The autumn in my hometown recalls the bright moon, and the night terrors in foreign countries.

My hand hasn't climbed over osmanthus, so it's still a banana; Climb the stairs to make a sad contribution and look at the western sky and the sea. "Homesickness on a Moonlit Night" stars are thin and the moon is cold and easy to get rid of the Milky Way, and everything is silent. Where is Wan Li's Shanjia? I have a lot of worries when I come at night.

"Suffering" is late at night, the moon is high and the day is high, and it is silent; Sleepy eyes, like a dream; Living everywhere is restless, and my hometown is in my heart; Suffering is like burning the heart of a king. Mid-Autumn Poetry-Han and Wei Poetry 1, an ancient poem: The bright moon shines at night, which promotes the east wall.

Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid. Thousands of years of exposure to weeds, the season suddenly changes.

In the woods of Qiu Chan, this mysterious bird died peacefully. Yesterday, I was a friend of the same family, holding high and shaking six purlins.

If you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic. There is a fight between the north and the south, and the morning glory does not bear the yoke.

What's the use of not having a solid name? 2, ancient poetry: moonlight, moonlight, according to my bed. Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.

Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early. Who should you sue when you leave home alone? Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.

3, complaining about new songs, fresh and clean as frost and snow. Cut into acacia fans, round like the bright moon.

In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze. I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the coolness will take away the heat.

If you give up your donation, your kindness will be lost.

6. The poetic era of seaside beauty: Ming.

Author: Yang Shen

Works: Su Xin

Content:

Golden people fall off their makeup, and the partridge forest picks autumn fragrance.

Wearing flowers and fragrant snow has angered Lu Lang.

Year: Ming

Author: Tang Yin

Works: Flowers of Jealousy

Content:

It began to rain last night,

Count those light and charming words.

Beautiful women get up early and walk out of the blue room.

Fold it to reflect the red makeup.

How about making Lang Hua a slave?

It is not as elegant as a flower.

Beautiful women get angry when they hear words,

I don't believe that dead flowers are better than alive.

Before throwing flowers at Lang:

Please take flowers to sleep today!

Year: Ming

Author: anonymous Ming

Works: Peach talks about cold.

Content:

Peach blossoms were left out in the cold and floated with the wind, and residual flowers fell across the bridge.

Under the bridge, goldfish play in the water, and birds by the water manage their new hair.

Huang Meiyu's sweater is not wet, and raindrops and pears are particularly charming.

Charm is often accompanied by weeping willows and flying high in purple.

A beautiful woman in a high cabinet plays Yu Di with a string hanging on the flute.

The silk is exquisite and fragrant, and there is a fan in the hand.

The sails on both sides of the beach are very stable, sitting firmly in the boat and shaking slowly.

It's too late to roll into the Xihe River, and the night window is lonely and boring.

Chatting about the cold screen window, falling clouds being knocked by water,

Knock on the door and ask Tiantai Road. There is a broken bridge passing by the bridge, and peaches are planted beside the bridge.

Time: Northern Song Dynasty

Author: Su Shi

Works: Liang Zhu

Content:

Flowers wither, red apricots are small,

Swallows fly, green water people go around.

Little catkins are blowing on the branches,

There are many fish in the sea.

Swing in the wall, escape from the wall,

The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs.

Laughter fades away, voice fades away,

Affectionate but heartless chagrin.

Time: Northern Song Dynasty

Author: Ouyang Xiu

Works: Qu and Wang

Content:

There was a beautiful woman in the Han Palace, and the son of heaven didn't know her at first.

Once with the Han ambassador, he married Khan in the country.

Nothing in the world, once lost, is hard to find again.

Although you can kill the painter, what good is it?

As far as the eyes and ears can see, Wan controls Yi Di!

Han Jicheng is all thumbs, but women can't boast.

When Fei Ming shed tears, he sprinkled flowers on the branches;

The wind rises at dusk, and whose house does it wander to?

Beauty is better than life, don't blame the spring breeze.

Time: Tang and Five Dynasties

Author: Li Yu

Works: Huanxisha

Content:

The red sun is three feet high,

The golden furnace is the second spice beast.

Red brocade lichens wrinkle every step.

Beauty can dance for a while,

Smell the flowers when the wine goes bad.

Don't listen to the flute and drums in the temple.

7. Jiuquan, an ancient poem related to the sea

Author: Pan Lang

Long memories of watching the tide, full of people vying to see the river.

Doubt that the sea is empty, and drums are everywhere.

Let Taur Xiang Tao stand up straight and keep the red flag moist.

I don't see the dream a few times, but I am still chilling.

Cao Cao's ocean view

On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea.

The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.

Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.

The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.

A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected;

Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.

I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.

Autumn night will break at the hedge door to meet the cold.

Wan Li Hedong enters the sea, climbing skyscrapers for 5,000 meters.

The adherents shed tears in the dust of the lake and looked south at Julian Waghann for another year.