Old Poems on the Yangtze River
As the Yangtze River goes eastward, the waves are swept away, and the romantic figures of the ages are revealed.
On the west side of the fort, there is Humanity, Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms, Chibi.
Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves hit the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.
The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time!
Thinking back to Gong Jin’s time, Xiao Qiao was married for the first time, and he looked majestic and heroic.
Feather fans and silk scarves, while talking and laughing, the boats and oars disappeared into ashes.
My motherland wanders in my mind, I should laugh at my passion, and I will be born early.
The world is like a dream, and a statue still shines in the moonlight.
Guangxi Gorge
Yang Jiong
The head of the Three Gorges in Guangxi has a vast view of Sichuan and land.
The mountain road winds around the intestines of sheep, and the belly of rivers and towns is like fish.
Qiao Lin is a hundred feet wide, flying horizontally to find waterfalls.
The turbulent waves return to the sky, and the vortex turns to the deep valley.
In the past, the Han Dynasty was competing for the throne in the Central Plains.
There are heroes in the world, and there are dragons in Xiangyang.
Changshan gathered troops and Yongan prospered.
The pool platform suddenly collapsed, and the country fell suddenly.
A mediocre person is like Liu Chan, but his loyal assistant is his confidant.
You can still survive if you set up dangers, but you will cry if there is no Jia.
Xiling Gorge
The cliffs are towering, and long waves shoot into the sky.
Pan Bo Jing's Gate is the story of the Southern Kingdom.
The sound of Chudu is in full swing, and Shangqiu is looking forward to it.
Once the Qin soldiers invade, Yiling fire will break out.
The fourth dimension will not be restored, and it will be difficult for Guansailiang.
Suddenly in Dongting, Mengmen was finally gone.
Since ancient times, the land has been established and flows into the gorge water.
Traveling and sending words to each other, the wind and waves are endless.
And Yu Jiansi’s land is surrounded by strange beliefs and is beautiful.
If there is a spirit in the country, it will extend to your confidant for thousands of years.
Wu Gorge
The Three Gorges is 700 miles long, but Wu Gorge is said to be long.
The officials in Chongyan are not very good, but the cockroaches are like Cangcang.
The cliffs are so dangerous that every moss on them is rotten.
It is clearly visible at night, with no wind and wild waves.
If you are faithful to my path, there will be no harm in rafting.
You can build pillars or float beams.
Where is the beauty now? Ganoderma lucidum suffers from itself.
Children scream at night in the sky, and guests are in tears. Introduction to the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River
Early departure from Baidi City
Li Baitang
North Korea Say goodbye to Bai Di Caiyunjian. A thousand miles to Jiangling can be returned in one day. The ape cries on both sides of the strait are endless. The boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains.
Wanglushan Waterfall
Li Bai, Tang Dynasty
The incense burner produces purple smoke in the sunshine, and you can see the waterfall hanging in front of the river in the distance. The flying stream plummeted down three thousand feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen into the sky.
Mountain Walk
Du Mu, Tang Dynasty
Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living in the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost.
Late Scene of the Spring River in Huichong
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. The ground is full of artemisia and the reed buds are short, which is when the puffer fish is about to come.
Jiangnan Spring
Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
Thousands of miles away, the oriole crows and the green reflects the red, and the water village, mountain and Guo wine flag wind. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and there are many towers in the mist.
Pastoral miscellany in the four seasons
Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty
The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, and the wheat flowers, snow and cabbage flowers are sparse. No one passes through the fence as the sun grows long, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.
Looking at Tianmen Mountain
Li Bai of Tang Dynasty
Tianmen interrupts the opening of Chujiang River. The clear water flows eastwards and returns here. The green mountains on both sides of the strait face each other. The lone sail comes with a piece of sunshine.
Inscribed on the West Forest Wall
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
Viewed horizontally, it forms a ridge and a peak on the side, with different heights from near to far. I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain.
The Song of the Dusk River
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. It's a pity that on the third night of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow.
Looking at the remaining snow in Zhongnan
Zu Yong
The Yin ridge in Zhongnan is beautiful, and the snow is floating in the clouds. The forest shows its bright color, and the city becomes colder at dusk.
Looking at Dongting
Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
The lake and the moon are harmonious, and there is no windshield on the lake surface that has not been polished. Looking at the green mountains and rivers of Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
Extracurricular ancient poems describing scenery:
quatrains
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
Chiri, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass. The mud melts and swallows fly, and the sand is warm and mandarin ducks sleep.
Remembering the Brothers from Shandong on September 9th
Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
A stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season. I know from afar that when my brothers climbed to a high place, there was only one less person planting dogwood trees.
What I saw in the night book
Ye Shaoweng
The swaying wu leaves sent cold sounds, and the autumn wind on the river moved the guests. I know that there are children picking and weaving, and a light falls on the fence late at night.
Boancing at Guazhou
Song Dynasty Wang Anshi
Between Jingkou Guazhou and Zhongshan there are only a few mountains.
The spring breeze turns green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?