Spring presents Vientiane as a long-term vision, and the birds in the two places are noisy. The wind shakes the field back, and the rain deepens the chest sinus.
Send a gentle voice, master Bao, and the lotus society doesn't care. When you travel to Dongqian Lake (Song Dynasty), you can only watch the fishing boat when your bags are rustling and making eyes.
Crows are still gathering in smoke cages, and seagulls are floating in clear water. Cross Harbor leads to Yu Xia Temple, and Erling Mountain faces the Moon Building.
Fortunately, I hope to return to the lake today. I remember my congratulations on my visit. Two Poems of Tiantong Temple (Anshi, Wang Song) The stream in Tiantong Creek is clear, and the trees are old and pale. It walks among the trees and steps on the spring sunshine.
The stream is deep and the trees are dense, but the flowers are fragrant. Tigers run for the kitchen to cook and bathe in the spring, and then they become swamps, and in spring they become fields.
I paid off the debts in the mountains, but people came to have a good year. Ningbo's alias is "Yong". According to ancient records, there were monuments such as Meifu 'an and Meifu Cave in Yongshan, which were left by the Taoist priest Meifu in the Han Dynasty. In order to resist Wang Mang's dictatorship, Mei Fu, an official in Nanchang, resigned and abandoned his son, and went to Yongshanyang to listen to Yingying's enlightenment. In the Yuan Dynasty, Dai wrote a poem "Visiting Meifu Cave": "Lu Yu cultivates, and the mountains turn into people.
Mei Wei went to become an immortal, but she didn't know she was coming. In "Elegance and Style", a poem "Xilai" written by a monk chanting "Mei Fuan" is included. In the poem, it says: "A feather stays in Dante, and Jin Xian turns into a city.
The pine house is full of new moons, and the medicine well is old and clear. The road enters the secluded place, and the door opens the sea.
Leaning against the railing is far, wide and light. "Scholars in previous dynasties chanted a lot about Shoufeng Pagoda. In the Qing Dynasty, Confucian scholar Jiang Yiqing wrote the poem" Yongshan Pagoda "."The mountain is abrupt and towering in the air.
Fog fans are Wen Fengxiu, and smoke rushes to communicate with the police. Tan Bihan, the night star, has a faint rainbow in the face of gentle days. "
Shoufeng Pagoda echoes the Ruifeng Pagoda in Fenghua Nanshan, and is called "Sister Pagoda". Mr. Mao once wrote the poem "Sister Twin Towers", "The towering twin towers stand on the east and west, and the historic sites will last for thousands of years. Tracing back to the source, thinking about the ground, the three rivers meet on five continents. "
2. Praise Ningbo's poems and authors, from the twin towers of Maohe.
Towering twin towers stand on the east and west sides,
Historical sites have been built for thousands of years.
Tracing back to the source, thinking about land,
Three rivers meet five continents.
(Yong, the abbreviation of Ningbo City, Zhejiang Province, named after Yongjiang River in China)
Tang, "Send a Langzhong out of Mingzhou"
Later, it was Langguancao, the first secretary of the secretariat. Hai Yun meets Chu, Jiang Yue leads Wu.
The waves at the bottom of the city shake and the building is lonely. A thousand people peep at the inn, and five horses drink the spring lake.
Willow makes poetry, and warbler sends wine. I know that I am longing for my hometown, but I waste my time on the road.
Wang Song Anshi's "Ming Zhou Qian Jun leads to Laoting"
Make your shogunate open to the east, and the name of Gaohai Canal is well known and admirable.
You can talk about politics and wash mountains and rivers for fun.
Pingquan is a mighty galaxy, eager to see the star loom.
Load sand to build a heavenly road, cast a rainbow and take an isolated island as a bridge.
Sweep away the center of the thorny water, and Zhu Da in Biwahu will take care of it.
Spring breeze spreads all over the city. Come and see the new wine kiosk.
Blowing sheng Cai Feng, a hundred women are sad, and a drummer is strong.
In peace, I respect the door, and the abbot Penglai doesn't want it.
The wine suddenly passed the whale, leaving nothing here.
(Ningbo was called Mingzhou in ancient times)
3. Poems about Ningbo 1
A poem about the neighbor Lao Lin
He lost his greatness and agility bit by bit.
Years are like those hopes.
He cursed and endured fate all his life.
Just converted to Buddhism and prayed for bliss.
Fifty-nine years have passed, and time is always slack.
Although he is very careful.
It seems that this was the case until recently.
He suddenly became thin, weak and dizzy.
As fast as a gust of wind.
He abandoned his gloomy lungs.
Throw away his cigarettes and his walk.
Put his thoughts behind you and think about his poverty.
Throw away all kinds of injection pills and
Those emotions (the ingredients are always suspicious)
Let go of the last gloom in the painful soul!
His empty eyes are like two rusted barrels.
On the destroyed consciousness.
There is nothing to lose.
Everything is ready.
Now he is very light.
Slowly bend your body into an arch.
He will shoot himself into eternal life.
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Another spring for electrician Zhang Xiping.
What a pleasant sunshine! everywhere
Wild birds are talking to themselves in the tree.
Even a stone is eager to swell.
She still thinks very low of herself.
Below the secular life.
So low that it no longer produces green flowers.
As low as dust, a running.
Ants chase her food and clothes.
The cloth in her hand may be her old textile.
The dust she wiped away piled up.
You can bury spring several times.
Husband's hand is as far away as love.
The future is like a frightening disease.
She is still struggling to squeeze the compressed biscuits of the day.
Necessary calories are dispensable nutrients.
Zhang Xiping, the hourly worker, is in another spring.
An empty ant is moving fast.
The higher the building climbs, the more crowded the cars are.
The patients who are helping are getting heavier and heavier.
Time is more and more tight, she pulled down:
Clothes from the seventies and eighties
Labor in the fifties and sixties
Faces of the thirties and forties
third place
I saw it that day ...
I saw that day, it flashed coldly.
I took the warm lamp as a date.
Can I say something?
The rain curtain of the night left some hollow sounds.
Stale season, some old faces.
Still the same. Always like this.
Chasing those frightened high heels
A child who doesn't play well
Yesterday was an unexpected face.
Today is the conclusion of the laboratory sheet.
A bunch of evil grapes, a black hand
Dense fog irreversible sleep
I don't want to see it! When I was at the party
When I stayed up all night
Wayward dancing and wanton singing
When my body is occupied by another set of numbers
From 1 to infinity, these are the past days.
..... how much I liked it in the future.
Now they are all renegade friends.
They go up and down.
More and more concrete and conceptual.
Twist your desires and dreams a little.
The disease of numbers! Who has been hanging by a thread!
Who is the next lady? ...
It's my turn, and it will be my turn in the end.
Who can you wait for when you put your life in your hands?
Heart, the clown in the puppet cartoon.
The gloomy neck is still ready to travel in the collar.
The speedometer reached 250 miles.
But hanging ... a number.
I saw it. I'm as calm as that number.
Was dragged on for a short time.
There is still wind around.
When I look closely, I am making a rough calculation.
When and where did the crack appear?
4. Ode to Ningbo Poetry According to ancient records, there were monuments such as Meifu 'an and Meifu Cave in Yongshan, which were left by the Han Taoist Mei Fu. Mei Fu, an official in Nanchang, resigned and abandoned her son in order to resist Wang Mang's dictatorship, and went to listen to Yingying's enlightenment in the sun of Yongshan. In the Yuan Dynasty, Dai wrote the poem "You Mei Fu Dong": "Lu Yu cultivates, and the mountains turn into people.
Mei Wei went to become an immortal, but she didn't know she was coming. In "Elegance and Style", a poem "Xilai" written by a monk chanting "Mei Fuan" is included. In the poem, it says: "A feather stays in Dante, and Jin Xian turns into a city.
The pine house is full of new moons, and the medicine well is old and clear. The road enters the secluded place, and the door opens the sea.
Leaning against the railing is far, wide and light. "Literati in previous dynasties chanted a lot about Shoufeng Tower, and Confucian scholar Jiang Yiqing in Qing Dynasty wrote the poem Yongshan Tower." The mountain is abrupt and towering in the air.
Fog fans are Wen Fengxiu, and smoke rushes to communicate with the police. Tan Bihan, the night star, has a faint rainbow in the face of gentle days. "
Shoufeng Pagoda echoes the Ruifeng Pagoda in Fenghua Nanshan, and is called "Sister Pagoda". Mr. Mao once wrote the poem "Sister Twin Towers", "The towering twin towers stand on the east and west, and the historic sites will last for thousands of years. Tracing back to the source, thinking about the ground, the three rivers meet on five continents. "