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渔家傲·秋思 立即阅读

作者:【宋】范仲淹    阅读:1049    喜欢:0

jiāào·qiū

sàixiàqiūláifēngjǐnghéngyángyànliúmiànbiānshēngliánjiǎoqiānzhàngchángyānluòchéng

zhuójiǔbēijiāwànyānránwèiguīqiāngguǎnyōuyōushuāngmǎnrénmèijiāngjūnbáizhēnglèi

天净沙·秋思 立即阅读

作者:【元】马致远    阅读:2004    喜欢:0

tiānjìngshā·qiū

ténglǎoshùhūnxiǎoqiáoliúshuǐrénjiādào西fēngshòu

yáng西xiàduànchángrénzàitiān

枫桥夜泊 / 夜泊枫江 立即阅读

作者:【唐】张继    阅读:958    喜欢:0

fēngqiáo/fēngjiāng

yuèluòshuāngmǎntiānjiāngfēnghuǒduìchóumián

chéngwàihánshānbànzhōngshēngdàochuán

峨眉山月歌 立即阅读

作者:【唐】李白    阅读:1489    喜欢:0

éméishānyuè

éméishānyuèbànlúnqiūyǐngpíngqiāngjiāngshuǐliú

qīngxiàngsānxiájūnjiànxiàzhōu

秋夕 立即阅读

作者:【唐】杜牧    阅读:1027    喜欢:0

qiū

yínzhúqiūguānglěnghuàpíngqīngluóxiǎoshànliúyíng

tiānjiēliángshuǐzuòkànqiānniúzhīxīng

长相思·一重山 立即阅读

作者:【南唐】李煜    阅读:1658    喜欢:0

chángxiāng··chóngshān

chóngshānliǎngchóngshānshānyuǎntiāngāoyānshuǐhánxiāngfēngdān

huākāihuācánsàiyàngāofēirénwèihuánliánfēngyuèxián

To Autumn(秋颂) 立即阅读

作者:John Keats    译者:查良铮    阅读:33425    喜欢:1    语言:英语

To Autumn

I.

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,

Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;

Conspiring with him how to load and bless

With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;

To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,

And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;

To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells

With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,

And still more, later flowers for the bees,

Until they think warm days will never cease,

For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.

II.

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?

Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find

Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,

Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;

Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep,

Drows’d with the fume of poppies, while thy hook

Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers

And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep

Steady thy laden head across a brook;

Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,

Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.

III.

Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?

Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,

While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,

And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue;

Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn

Among the river sallows, borne aloft

Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;

And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;

Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft

The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;

And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

登高 立即阅读

作者:【唐】杜甫    阅读:2834    喜欢:0

dēnɡɡāo

fēnɡtiānɡāoyuánxiàoāizhǔqīnɡshābáiniǎofēihuí

biānluòxiāoxiāoxiàjìnchánɡjiānɡɡǔnɡǔnlái

wànbēiqiūchánɡzuòbǎiniánduōbìnɡdēnɡtái

jiānnánhènfánshuānɡbìnliáodǎoxīntínɡzhuójiǔbēi

菩萨蛮·平林漠漠烟如织 立即阅读

作者:【唐】李白    阅读:1697    喜欢:0

mán

pínglínyānzhīhánshāndàishāngxīnmínggāolóuyǒurénlóushàngchóu

jiēkōngzhù宿niǎoguīfēichùshìguīchéngchángtínggēngduǎntíng

三五七言 立即阅读

作者:【唐】李白    阅读:1462    喜欢:0

sānyán

qiūfēngqīngqiūyuèmíng

luòháisànhánjīng

xiāngxiāngjiànzhīshínánwéiqíng