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Poetry Appreciation of Tiger Zodiac
Tiger is the king of beasts. Since ancient times, many poets have described the heroic appearance of tigers. Now let’s enjoy the poems about tigers.
Shooting Tiger (Wang Jian)
Since he went to shoot the tiger and got the tiger back, the official sent the tiger and got the tiger late. Lonely takes death as a tiger’s life, and the two are uncertain because of doubts. Days and nights empty-handed, and the green seedlings at the foot of the mountain form a path. Yuan Li didn’t dare to smear the arrowhead, and when he heard death, he even came to divide the tiger meat. It is a pity to leave the fierce tigers in the mountains, and shoot fearful fears for life.
Inscription Tiger Hill Temple (Liu Changqing)
Qinglin Huqiu Temple, Linji Cuiwei Road. Looking up to see the mountain monk coming, far away from the bird. Zifeng became a precious jade, a thousand-year-old only hill tomb. The sword-burying man is empty, and the mountain-chiseling dragon has gone. Monroe is full of shades, and the road turns into the sunset. The tiger roars on the cliff and the valley is cold; Pei went back upstairs to the north, and Jiang Hai looked poor. The sun reflects thousands of miles of sails, and the crows return to ten thousand trees. Temporarily because of the comfort and comfort, the fruit is detrimental to external considerations. The courtyard is dark in the clouds, and the eaves are fragrant and dripping with nectar. For a long time, I have been lost in the truth of empty silence, mostly because of prosperity. If you want to die forever, how can you make mistakes for the rest of your life.
Tiger Teeth (Du Fu)
The autumn wind sucks and blows the southern country, and the world is miserable and colorless. Dongting Yangbo Jianghan Hui, Huya bronze pillars are all tilted. Wu Gorge is dark and deserted, and the peaks and peaks are slim and dark. Rhododendrons do not come to ape and are cold, and mountain ghosts worry about snow and frost. The elder Chu recalled the inflammation and miasma, and the three-foot-angle bow was two sturdy.
The stone city on the wall is horizontally stuffed, and the golden pole is full of clouds. Yuyang suddenly rides to hunt Qingqiu, and the dog is armed with armor to hear Danji. For ten years in the Eighth Desolation, thieves, widowed wives and widows cried during expeditions and beggars.
Nanyang teenager Zhang Yanxikou Town Tax People’s Field Shooting Tiger Song (Bai Juyi)
In the past, the sea was peaceful and peaceful, and the eyes were full of Rang and He Zhengrong. Born to kill and not to be angry, forbearance to feed the tigers in the morning. There are many hills and deserts on the Guandong Yi Road, and pedestrians are most afraid of taxation. Zhang Yanxiong made a special cruelty, and when he saw it, he shouted like a sheep. The more obstructed by the sound of the strings and thunderbolts, the more often Yilin still refuses to travel.
Caoji looked at Wei Jinyin, no more white feathers on her waist. The old glutton has died and the young are afraid, and the children are all brave when they tease. Zhongliangxiao is the same way, and he dares to move lightly with a sword. There is literature and military power for the country, and it is not a hero who cannot be defeated. Zhang Yan was tried to be a general, and several generals were willing to serve.
White Tiger Line (Li He)
The fire darkened the sun and the clouds rose, and the Qin Emperor watched the common people as a tiger. Burning books and destroying the country has no time, forging swords and wearing General Juewei. The jade altar is set up with ceremonies soaring to the sky, and the first and second generations will be ten thousand years. Burning the elixir has not yet obtained the medicine of death, and takes the boat to find the immortals.
The whales are full of waves and the sea is boiling, and the ploughmen are half-worked to recruit ghosts. The heroic arrogance is as fierce as the flames of smoke, and no one is determined by the sky. Whoever suffers the most, who suffers the most, is deeply promised by the righteous people.
Gradually leave to strike and build Jingqing’s song, Jingqing swallows the wine and speaks it. The sword is like frost and the guts are like iron. When I leave the city of Yan, I look at Qin Yue. God gave Qin Fengzuo that he did not move, but Gong Longyi dipped the blood of Jing Qing. Zhu Qizhuodi’s white tiger died, and the emperor of Han knew that he was the real emperor.
Gift to Wang Liyang (Li Bai) when drunk
Books are bald, and poems cut two ox waists. The strokes of the pen are dragon and tiger, and the sleeves are dancing. The double song Erhu Ji, played farther than the Qing Dynasty. Pick up wine and pick Shuoxue, and you will not forgive each other from the king.
Gift to Wang Liyang (Li Bai) after getting drunk
If you have a body, don’t commit flying dragon scales, and if you have hands, don’t braid tiger whiskers. You look at the old Runan City, the white-headed fairy hidden a jade pot. Ziyou hears the wind and moves the bamboo in the window, and invites each other to get drunk with the green in the cup. When Li Yang and He Yi Shan Yin, white snow and flying flowers are confusing. I don’t care if there is wine in your house, and the guest is happy to travel with candles. Xie Shang was able to dance the roe and the scorpion, as if he could not take off the scorpion and fur. In the early morning, the drums cross the river, and I miss the Mingyue Tower for thousands of miles.
Inscription Tiger Hill Temple (Zhang Hu)
Qingzhao stationed in the backflow, Mendeng West Tiger Hill. The foggy mountains and the moon are dawn, and the clouds are white and the sea is autumn. The pine trees in the leaning hall are astringent, and the stone flakes in the courtyard are quiet. When is the tomb of Qing Moth, the empty color is still long.
Inscription Tiger Hill East Temple (Zhang Hu)
The cloud tree embraces Cui Wei, and goes deep into the otherworldly customs. Enter from the outside of Temple Gate Mountain, and open in the middle of the stone wall. Build up the pool light and move, and climb the building to the sea. Sadness is eternal, gold and jade are buried in cold ashes.
Inscription Tiger Qiuxi Temple (Zhang Hu)
Outside the hustle and bustle of Chu City, a monastery sleeps with waves. The entrance to pine colors is far, and there are many courtyards in Okagata. Spend time everywhere, don’t pass by half way. The melancholy old Zen guest, the empty room is deep with dill.
In the autumn night, I stayed at the Xiangshan Temple in Longmen, and I was entrusted to Wang Fangcheng.
Facing east of Ruhai in the morning, in the middle of the Dragon Gate at dusk. The water is cold and the waves are urgent, and the trees are falling and the mountains are empty. Looking at the Jiuxiaojie, you can appreciate the secluded and ten thousand valleys. Last month, Mu Haosha was relieved. Yudou Hengnet household, Galaxy Genghua Palace. The interest lies in the interest Fang Yi, and the joy is not over. Feng Jia recalls the prince, Huxi Huaiyuan Duke. Guizhi sits bleak, and Dihua is no longer the same. Flow hate to send Iraqi water, Ying Ying can be poor.
Tiger Walk (Qiji)
Grinding teeth, wrong claws. The fox is not Wei, the rabbit is not cunning, hungry to devour and eat the intestines. Rampage is not afraid of the sun and the moon, and the emperor produces evil for life. Qiancun heard the roar in the middle of the night, who was pressing the sword light.
