Qiantang (two poems)
Author: Zhu Mengyan
Wuyue has many beautiful mountains and rivers, and the Caiyun Tower is lush and craggy.
The clear sun shines on the hibiscus shadow, and the thin willows create emerald waves in the wind.
When the Chu guests moved the boat, they met and asked, and Wu Ji hugged Se and agreed to pass.
Pianfan will go to the east of the Yangtze River tomorrow, and I still recall the drinking and singing in front of the bottle.
Climbing Gongshan Mountain
Author: Zhu Chun
The Yangtze River limits Wu and Yue, and the situation is so great.
Outside the vast expanse of Yi Island, the universe is vast.
The river is buried in the fog, and the water is dark and the wind is blowing.
I suddenly got up and sighed, Cangzhou is endless.
Looking at Taihu Lake
Author: Zhang Yu
Climbing the high hills and looking into Yuanze, the three Penglai mountains are unfathomable.
He Ruju covers an area of ??hundreds of millions of hectares, and the Dongting is full of blue sky.
The east wind blows away Wu Tianyun, and the double snails on the jade plate are ready to be picked.
I used to travel east to Fenghuang Terrace and saw huge breams coming from the mountains.
The white waves are motionless, the mirror light is dawning, and thousands of cloud sails are vying to open first.
In the middle of the stream, I shrank my head and felt confused, as if I was traveling on a cloud for nine days.
The stormy waves are suddenly driven back into the wind whirlpool, and the thunder turns and rushes towards the snow-capped mountains.
Long Bo’s ghost kingdom lost power and salivated when it saw it.
The boat master beat the waves and cursed Langpo, but I bowed again and dared not say a word.
The danger is like this in ordinary times, let alone the shock.
Emperor Yao had been mourning for more than nine years.
The great sage Youzi and Tiantong came out of my group of fishes.
If you look at the dangers of this lake, you will know the merits of four years.
Nurture the flowers of grass and trees, and have no intention of thanking the spring breeze.
The things Wu and Yue did were good and despicable, and the battle between tigers and dragons was endless.
Millions of water rhinos are safe now, but they can only be seen in the white clouds.
The barbarian retreats with his eyebrows, and does not wave a glass of water.
I want to call Shen Yu when I come to the stream, and the Xiangling drums, the harp, and the Feng Yi dance.
Watch the waves of the lake to brew grapes in the spring, drink in the boat and lie in the misty rain.
Cheng Mengyang said: "The dandiness is too sudden, the scale is too white, and the language is extraordinary and close.