Some people say that every time you read some gentle poems, it is like the feeling of a breeze blowing on your face in the mountains in summer.
Reading poetry is a kind of enjoyment, enjoying the beauty of words and feeling the beauty of life.
The poet Jun summed up 30 amazing fairy verses, just one glance, beautiful to the bone!
1. After getting drunk, I don't know the sky is in the water, and the ship is full of dreams to suppress the galaxy. ——Tang Wenru, "Qingcao Lake, Longyang County"
2. Bamboo shadows and poems are thin, and plum blossoms are fragrant. —— Wang Tingjun's "Absolute Sentence"
3. Idle dream Jiangnan plum ripe day, night boat whistle rain Xiao Xiao. —— Huang Fusong, "Dream of Jiangnan Lan Ember Fall"
4. Wind and rain. No wonder spring sorrows are added. - Naranjande, "Red Jujube , Wind and Wind"
5. The pear blossom courtyard dissolves in the moon, and the willow pond is lightly windy. ——Yan Shu, "Untitled Oil Wall Incense Car No Longer Meets"
6. People idle osmanthus flowers fall, night quiet spring mountain sky. ——Wang Wei, "Birdsong"
7. In the shadow of the apricot blossoms, play the flute until dawn. ——Chen Youyi, "Linjiang Xian Ye Deng Xiao Ge Reminisces About the Old Tour of Luo"
8. Mountains and clear water clean night frost, several trees dark red out of light yellow. ——Liu Yuxi, "Two Songs of Autumn Words"
9. Willow on the edge of the city, Qingqing mo on the mulberry. ——Zhang Zhongsu, "Spring Thoughts"
10. Drizzle wet clothes can not be seen, idle flowers fall to the ground to listen to silent. —— Liu Changqing, "Don't Yan Shiyuan"
11. Blowing a piece of autumn fragrance, the light is like snow. --Naran Sex de, Pipa Xian Mid-Autumn Festival
12. The west wind is light and smokey, and the rain is sparse at a few points. —— Ge Lifang, "Bu Operator, Re-composition during the banquet"
13. Deer are seen when the tree is deep, and the creek does not hear the bell at noon. —— Li Bai, "Visiting Dai Tianshan Daoists Without Encountering"
14. The night flowers bloom fragrantly, and the night is drunk and drunk. ——Uncle Dou to "Summer Night Cousin Talks Old"
15. Mei Ying is sparse, the ice is dissolved, and the east wind is darkly changing years. ——Qin Guan, "Looking at the Sea Tide, Luoyang Huaigu"
16. A curtain of dreams in the night moon, ten miles of tenderness in the spring wind. —— Qin Guan, "Eighty-Six Sons, Leaning On the Pavilion"
17. Rub the blue shirt apricot yellow skirt, and lean on the jade to point out the lips without words. ——Qin Guan, "Nan Gezi Xiangmo Bending Painting"
18. The small fan is slightly cool, and the summer day is long. ——Gu Taiqing, "Bodhisattva Man, Dragon Boat Day Chant Pot Zhongju"
19. The mountain moon does not know what is in mind, the water and wind are empty in front of the flowers, and the green clouds are swaying. —— Wen Tingjun, "Dream Jiangnan Ten Thousand Hate"
20. A spring leek green, ten miles of rice flowers. ——Cao Xueqin, "Lingjing Goose Water"
21. Autumn rain is a hebi, and the mountains lean on the clear sky. ——Fang Yue, "Water Tune Song Head, Pingshan Hall with Dongpo Rhyme"
22. The falling flower people are independent, and the micro swifts fly twice. ——Yan Jidao", "Linjiang Immortal Dream Back Building High Lock"
23. The clouds are like the moon, and the water is cool and the wind is like autumn. ——Ouyang Zhan ,"Jingnan Summer Night Water Building Huai ZhaoQiu Straight Up To the Clouds Dream Li Xin"
24. Rain wash Juanjuan clean, wind blow fine incense. ——Du Fu, "Yan Zheng Gong Mansion with Yong Zhu"
25. Sprinkle the air deep alley quietly, and accumulate elements to be idle. ——Wang Wei, "Winter Evening to Xue Yi Hu Jushi's Family"
26. Spring water is blue in the sky, painting boats to listen to rain and sleep. ——Wei Zhuang, "Bodhisattva Man, Everyone Says Jiangnan Is Good"
27. He who knows me, the second and third sons. --Xin Zhiyi, "He Groom"
28. The morning bell prompts the moon to set, and the fire is chaotic and the stars are scattered. —— Wei Xian, "Spring Dawn in the West Lake"
29. Remember the five lakes, push the canopy at night, and trace the moon by the water. ——Wu Wenying, "Dark Xiang Shuying, Jia Zhong Gong Fu Mo Mei"
30. The level of the creek is like a mirror, and a leaf flies to the waves. —— Xu Jie, "Autumn Journey"
These fairy-like sentences, read the mouth, you also come to read it!
Illustrator: Wu Guanzhong