1. Poems about Qiantang Tide
Miscellaneous Songs·Langtaosha Liu Yuxi In August, the waves come roaring, and the head is several feet high and touches the mountain.
After a while, he entered the sea gate, rolling up piles of sand like snowdrifts. The tide of Qiantang River is hidden in anger, and the land on the bank of Luosha River is about to float.
Keeping great faith in the long journey, you also know that it will flow repeatedly. There is no bottom for any huge dip, and there is only the head for crossing Xiling.
Who is in charge of the morning and evening? How can I ride on the carp and ask the Marquis of Yang? In autumn, when the Qiantang River flows through the river, it dips into the east pole, and the mountains swallow up the wild plains.
Because I know Wu hates each other, I can’t stop hearing the sound of the waves. The black air fills the Jiao Cave, and the autumn clouds enter the war city.
Thousands of tourists have passed by this white mustache. Waiting for the Tide on the Qiantang River A Complete Poetry of the Song Dynasty - Hu Zhonggong When the tide comes, a thousand ships are moving, and the waves are noisy and thousands of drums are beating.
The river turns clear and the snow rolls in, and the sea rises and the stone pond is flat. The shadow of the sail can be seen in the forest, and the light is shining brightly on the house.
The green mountains come from Wu and Yue, and they are in love with each other. Watching the Tide in Qiantang, a Complete Poetry of the Song Dynasty - Liu Fu This is a scenic spot in the southeast, next to Zixu Temple.
I don’t know how many heroic tears turned into thousands of years of angry waves. Thunder and drums are far away, startling strange insects in the river, and snow chariots are driving high above the sea gate.
Wu'er regards life as lightly as a leaf, and dances with great spirit. Reminiscing about the Qiantang River, a complete poem of the Song Dynasty - Li Gou In the past, he returned to the sail while drunk, half a day and a half away from the front mountain.
Fortunately, the river is full of flowers, and the narcissus is wearing a light red shirt. Qiantang River Tide - A Complete Song Poetry - Shi Wenjue When I first heard the sound of thousands of horses, it gradually seemed like the Great Wall.
Far from Sanshan, Gaolian is flat on both sides. Lingfeng adds to the anger, reflecting the sun as a false light.
If it were Wu Xupo, how would he survive the Yue soldiers? On the Qiantang River - Complete Poems of the Song Dynasty - Yang Pan The river is full of colors, only a few of which are ancient and clear.
Guest-mindedness and surges, current affairs and tides arise. The road turns to green mountains and the sand is blank with birds flying.
After a few years of dreaming about the sea, I can only sing with emotion. Qiantang River - Complete Poems of the Song Dynasty - Zhu Jifang There are no tall trees in Jipu, only the sky is vast.
The water of the river is black when the tide comes, and the sea gate is red when the sun rises. On both sides of the Taiwan Strait, east and west, thousands of sails come and go.
Beyond the mountains of the Central Plains, the lingering dreams are returning to Hong Kong. Jiuquanzi (10 out of 10) Pan Lang Long memories of watching the tide, Manguo people vying to look up the river.
All the doubts are gone. Amidst the sound of thousands of drums.
Nong Taoer stands facing Tao. Keep the red flag in hand without getting wet.
Don’t come here and look into your dreams. Mengjue is still heartbroken.
Watching the Tide (Watching the Tide in Qiantang on August 15th) Zhao Ding The twin peaks rush far away, echoing back and forth, splashing with rain and flying sand. The frost is cold, the swords are shining, the wind is blowing, the horses are in formation, and it is like hearing thousands of drums coming together.
Children’s jokes make fun of husband’s mistakes. The water rhinoceros and the powerful crossbow fight against fish and shrimp.
The dragons are still there, roaring to the end of the world. Thunder drives lightning and boasts fiercely.
Like clouds hanging down the back of a peng, snow blowing out whale teeth. It will disappear in a moment, the sky will be the color of water, and the Qiongtian will be flawless.
The ordinary eyes are surprised. It seems that the three islands are hazy.
The old hermitage is still there, when will I return to Panlingcha? A poem by Zhang Tian of the Ming Dynasty. The tide goes out and spring returns, and autumn comes again. The Qiantang River flows to the head of the lake.
Yuanlang is like the tide of the river, flowing continuously in the evening and in the morning. Dengzixu Temple is located in Dengzixu Temple because of the bright tide of the Qiantang River. It is divided into two banks by Wuyue, and the roaring waves have thundered through the ages.
If Zixu does not die as a loyal minister, Gou Jian will not be the hegemon after all. The years wear away people and they grow old, but the mountains and rivers are magnificent and I will come back.
The iron arrows of the barbarians and barbarians are all safe, and their eyes can stop the flood waves from returning thousands of miles away. After watching the moon, go to Haining Prefecture to climb the seawall to watch the clear tide. Ruan Yuan The tide of Qiantang River is the largest in autumn, and it does not reach Yanguan 50% of the time.
I came to Yanguantang to stand up, and I was late at noon on the first day of the month. The water in the river suddenly condensed and did not dare to go eastward, while Haikou trembled and vomited westward.
If the tide does not move, it will fly straight up; if the water does not flow horizontally, it will stand upright. If the sea is angry again by the mausoleum, thousands of thunder drums will vibrate in the earth.
The horse sits high on the horse's head and dances with the dragon, and pulls out arrows and fires King Qian's crossbow. In a moment, it shakes the roots of the pond and shakes thousands of people.
Like black clouds, whirlwind and rain, like galloping horses fighting brave tigers. Like yin and yang charcoal boiling on the bottom of the sea, like a gourd that cannot be controlled.
Three thousand waters moved into Cangming, and twelve cities fell to the sky pillar. The anger is swallowed up in the sky, and it is about to wash away the earth in Yuhang.
Alas, it is hard for Emperor Wa to make up for the lack of land, and God Yu feels sad that his great work has not been completed. This is the shortcoming of Southeast, how can it be a mere literary and military work.
The vast sea and mulberry fields are separated by a dike, and fish, dragons, and succulent heads are adjacent to each other. My emperor's merits and virtues have extended to the whole world, and I have personally built long defenses to ensure security.
All money is used to build ponds, so that the common people cannot bathe in salty brine. Recently, the ocher in the niche has risen and crossed the sand, but Zhijian Mountain serves as the gateway.
There are 100,000 rows of piles of goose teeth, and a three-layer foundation of fish-scale boulders. There are ancient relics before Wang Chong's theory, but there are no strange words after Mei Cheng's speech.
Sigh, this tide in this pond has lasted for eternity, and the poet’s heart is filled with joy and the emperor’s heart is suffering. Crossing the Qingtang River in the evening Wang Yinhuai The sound of the Rakshasa River is like thunder, and the boat is rocking against the roaring waves.
The body is full of lone gulls from the earth, and the tide carries thousands of horses from the mountains. When crossing to the south, the autumn grass is silent, while the drums and horns in Xiling are mourned by the setting sun.
I am really not lazy when I am in prison in ancient times. I call for a glass of Yuhang wine. Watching the Qing Tide in Qiantang Tang Jinzhao The first sound of thunder turned to Haimen, and thousands of stacks were really like piles of snow.
The prosperity has swallowed up Wen Zhong's tomb, and the aftermath is still on the Zi mausoleum. The whole army of Jin and Kou was sent to the bottom, and the king of archers came together to borrow money.
I want to write something spectacular but my pen is weak. I can only look back at the Yinshan Mountain. Watching the tide in Qiantang is clear Lin Yining The air is calmed by the three autumns, and the river is famous for its nine folds.
The Haimen is surrounded by the Phoenix Tower, and half the light is shining over the divine capital. In the three cities of Zhouji, fish and salt department stores are in full supply.
The cool breeze sails along with the rudder, and the new moon sails beside the boat. *** refers to the tidal period, which means you can see the mist.
The pole master waited with bated breath, and the fishermen launched their boats to welcome him. Thousands of mountains overseas are united, and thousands of valleys are singing along the river.
The mirage suddenly changed, and the shark room suddenly became crystal clear. The fish foam is turned into beads, and the fishy saliva is sprayed with water essence.
The jade mountain is high as a fortress, and the snow waves are like a city. It seems that there is Feng Yi drum, which drives away the tail whale.
The front team is red carp, and the back team is also green jing. Since you can swallow Mingbo, why bother to wash the armor soldiers?
The Jiao Palace is so vast that the ant colony dares to compete. I have long wanted to find Tianhan, and I have often thought about visiting Yuqing.
Riding on a chariot often fails to reach the destination, and floating on the sea leads to no success. Only when you see the danger of three rivers at a close distance can you know that the six heavens are flat.
The short rhyme of the book of wonders, the scale of the sea and the waves. 2. Poems describing the Pujiang River
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A period of desolation next to a wine glass, and the middle-aged man is left to mourn as a prisoner of Chu.
The distance seems to follow the bright river when it comes out, and the misery seems to follow the falling light.
On the south bank of the Tiaotei Dipu River, how many times have you dreamed since the beginning of autumn?
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Ande moved his family to live here permanently, entering the county with the tide and returning with the tide. 3. Poems about kapok
1. "Chao Hui Dao Zhong"
Liu Kezhuang of the Song Dynasty
In the depth of spring, you will never see the beauty, but as far as the eye can see the white sand between the yellow grass .
A few trees have been red for a long time, and some people think they are kapok.
Translation:
Spring has arrived for a long time but there are no flowers. As far as the eye can see, there is a vast expanse of yellow grass extending to the sky. A forest filled half of the sky with red. The locals said it was the flowers of the kapok tree.
2. "Bodhisattvaman·Kapok is reflected in the small temple"
The Five Dynasties·Sun Guangxian
The kapok is reflected in the small temple, and the spring light is dawning in the sound of flying birds. . Bronze drums and wild songs, southerners pray a lot.
The passenger sail is in a strong wind, and the sleeves are leaning against the wall. Jipu turned around several times, and the mist was filled with endless sorrow.
Translation:
The kapok trees are in bloom and spring is beautiful. Amidst the singing of bronze drums, a sail was suddenly seen floating over. The red sleeves on the boat were leaning against the rafters and disappeared in an instant on the Yanbo River. Looking back several times makes me feel regretful.
3. "Kapok Song"
Ming Dynasty·Liang Youkui
Changhong is in the desert at dusk, and all the gods are in the crimson clouds. Xiabiao was first built on the city head, and the armor light opened its golden scales towards the sun.
The light shakes the shore and is confused by the colors. Who knows who is the general of the big tree? Looking at the plain, it looks like it is burning with fire, and it is suspected that Tian Dan is breaking the sun.
Translation:
The sun is approaching dusk, the rainbow is long, and countless gods are hiding in the Jiangjie clouds. On the head of the newly built city of Xiabiao, the armor gleams toward the setting sun.
The colors on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are shaking. Who knows the general? Looking at the plain, it looked like it was burning, and I suspected that it was when Tian Dan defeated Yan.
4. "Kapok Song Part 1"
Li Yunlong of the Ming Dynasty
Thousands of lamps shine brightly when they sit, and the emperor's network is interconnected without any competition.
Who reveals the news to the spring breeze, calling the orioles on the coral branches.
Translation:
Countless candles are placed on the ground to release light, and the nets are intertwined and interspersed without competing with each other.
Who revealed the news to the spring breeze, calling the orioles on the red branches to return.
5. "Kapok"
Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
Who did Yao, Huang, and Wei Zi ask for credit? There are not many Yuli and cherries. But it is the spring scenery of South China. No, the city is full of kapok.
Translation:
Who can I ask for flowers like Yao, Huang, Wei Zi (the best among peonies), not even Xiaojiabiyu flowers like plum cherry. But the spring scenery in the south is different. The city is full of kapok trees. 4. What are the poems praising the "Pearl River"
1. "Ode to the Pearl River"
Wen Yijie
The Pearl River is the great river of the South.
It rests on the clouds, leans on the Five Ridges, and faces the South China Sea.
Looking far away from the Yangtze River and looking at the Yellow River,
Stepping on Yunnan and Guizhou, I'm crossing six provinces.
The three rivers are beautiful and come out of the distant mountains.
The Pearl River surges into the South China Sea.
The third stream rushes eastward to build fertile soil.
The pearly waters are covered with nets, and the city is famous for its blessings.
Gathering the blessings of the six provinces, the achievements will be recorded for thousands of years.
Accepting the spirit of Wanshan Mountain, the energy flows through the eight gates.
2. "Mountain Temple"
Wang Lingran
Chen Bingjiange Mountain will move,
The water of the Pearl River will not flow.
3. "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng"
Wang Bo
The fishing boat sings late, and the sound echoes on the shore of Pengli.
The formation of wild geese is frightening, and the sound breaks the Hengyang Pool.
4. "Looking at Tianmen Mountain"
Li Bai
Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastwards to this point.
5. "Expressing Feelings on a Night Journey"
Du Fu
The stars hang down on the plains and the fields are vast, and the moon surges into the river.
6. "Nian Nujiao·Chibi Nostalgia"
Su Shi
The great river east has been swept away, and there are all the romantic figures of the ages.
7. "Written with Impressions from the Shujiang River to the Mouth of Dongting Lake"
Bai Juyi
The long waves are rushing like waves, and the mountains are like being cut.
8. "De Xing Jian Shu I heard that I want to go down the gorge and send this first"
Bai Juyi
I want to send two lines to welcome your tears, but the Yangtze River refuses to flow westward .
9. "Written with Impressions from the Shu River to the Mouth of Dongting Lake"
Bai Juyi
The long waves are rushing like waves, and the mountains are like being cut.
10. "Liu Yao Ling"
Li Gang
The Yangtze River is thousands of miles away, and the mist and fresh water are vast.
11. Basic information about the Pearl River:
1. The Pearl River originally refers to a 96-kilometer-long waterway from Guangzhou to the estuary. It was named after it flows through the famous Haizhu Island (stone) . Later, it gradually became the general name for the Xijiang, Dongjiang, Beijiang and various rivers in the Pearl River Delta. Pearl River is called in narrow sense and broad sense.
2. The Pearl River in a more narrow sense refers to the short section of the river where the tributaries of the Pearl River converge at the "Three Rivers" in the northwest of Guangzhou and flow through Guangzhou from north to south and from west to east.
3. The Pearl River is a composite water system formed by the convergence of the Xijiang River, Beijiang River, Dongjiang River and the Pearl River Delta rivers. It originates from the Wumeng Mountain System of the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau and flows through Yunnan, Guizhou, Guangxi and Guangdong. , Hunan, Jiangxi and the northern part of Vietnam, thus forming the characteristics of numerous tributaries and diverse waterways.
4. The Pearl River overflows into a network of rivers in the lower delta, passing through Humen, Jiaomen, Hongqimen, Hengmen, Modaomen, Jiximen, and Jiximen, which are distributed in 6 cities and counties in Guangdong Province. The eight major entrances of Hutiaomen and Yamen flow into the South China Sea.
5. In the Pearl River system in Guangdong, the Dongjiang River, Liuxi River, and Beijiang River generally flow from northeast to southwest, and the Xijiang River and Tanjiang River generally flow from west to east, and they all converge in the Pearl River Delta river network area. Finally, it flows into the South China Sea through eight large gates, and the entire water system is a fan-shaped water system.
6. The terrain of the Pearl River Basin in Guangdong generally slopes from north to south, with the highest peak, Shikengkong, reaching an altitude of 1,902 meters. The area of ??the left bank of the main stream of the Pearl River is more than 3.5 times larger than the area of ??the right bank. The river network density is relatively high, with the river network density in the delta area reaching more than 0.81 kilometers/square kilometer. The curvature coefficient of the main stream is 1.34, and the main stream is a plain river. 5. Poems about rosary
"A Poem"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Fang Zhu
The river appears to be the same as before, only the personnel are deplorable. Shh.
The rich and powerful families are busy with their business, and the butchers and peddlers are selling green and vermilion.
The Buddhist ritual worships and visits the pagoda, the idiot son and the spoiled child do not know how to remember,
The prostitute is busy for fun, the gold medal goes down to the hall to bow to the old man,
Lao Xu fought against the scholars and scholars. Wrapped in Taoist robes and Buddhist beads on his arms, it is not easy to enter the pilgrimage at the age of one. The lamb shoulder and the wine are clear and plump.
The entertainment is called Yan Jian. What's the point of being an innocent official?
A penny is worthless. Eighteen years ago this happened,
I wrote a poem and smiled to answer my call.
"Pearl Fishing Song"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Boduan
The pearls in the poor boy's clothes are originally from Yuan Ming Dynasty.
Don’t seek for yourself, but count the treasures of others.
Counting other treasures is of no use.
It is just a waste of effort to teach you. Fighting for one's own treasure is like claiming one's own treasure, worth tens of billions of gold. This orb,
has the greatest light, illuminating the three thousand great thousand realms.
I never understood the slightest bit, but the floating clouds were just an obstacle.
Since I recognized this Mani, who loves him more, the empty flower in the bubble body?
The Buddha beads are still the same as my beads, and my nature has returned to the sea of ??Buddha nature.
Pearls are not pearls, and seas are not seas.
A calm heart encompasses the Dharma Realm. No matter how busy your eyes are,
Dinghui and perfect light will always be at ease. It’s not empty,
It’s not color, it’s bright inside and out without obstruction.
The six divine wisdoms are infinitely wonderful, self-interest and altruism are the ultimate solution.
Once you see it, everything is over.
Spend the whole day doing nothing but learning. Fear is like a baby without warning.
It moves and stops according to circumstances, but there is no certainty. If you continue to be delusional,
if you do not cultivate the truth, your true and delusional mind will always belong to dust.
All dharmas have always been without form, and there is a dharma body in the formlessness.
The Dharmakaya is the innocent Buddha, neither a person nor an object.
Awesomeness fills the world, but it is strange and in a trance.
Untainted by dirt, light is self-luminous,
It cannot help but arise from the heart. If the mind does not produce dharma and it will perish on its own,
then you know that your sins and blessings are invisible. Without Buddhist practice,
it is impossible to say that the husband’s wisdom and understanding will naturally tell the difference.
When you say something, it sounds like a lion's roar, not like a wild bull talking about life and death. 6. Poems about columbians
Nine of the fifteen poems written by He Shengyu about farm tools
Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi
Rich families cultivate stones, while poor families cultivate them. Discuss and fight.
Rich and poor at the same time, pouring everything into your heart.
When you walk, you see thousands of empty ridges; when you sit down, you see thousands of boxes.
With such a wealth of goods, why should you be ashamed of being behind a cow?
Song of Linmai
Yuan Dynasty: Wang Zhen
The Tian family had insufficient food but no wisdom, so they cultivated Linmai diligently every year. The old farmer is well versed in the advantage of the land, so he plowed the land first in the summer.
After plowing and plowing the soil again and again, the soil becomes greasy, and I know that I have tried the plow in my hands. If you have fertile soil, you might as well invest in mulberry trees, as this year spring has already arrived.
The ridges covered with seedlings are as deep as combs, and the wind keeps growing to see God's will. Hunting for green flags urges young ears, and then the flowers and snow fall.
The glorious sun wheel is blazing, and the essence is lost to the taste. The grains are as dense as a comet, and the waves turn green when they suddenly lose sight.
Unexpectedly, the real master adjusted his vitality and turned into a yellow cloud to express Jiarui. Although the old farmer is masturbating when his eyes are full, he is worried about the coming wind and rain every day.
The daughter-in-law is busy doing things, and her arms are dancing gracefully. The waist of the drag cage is full and abandoned, and the cow box is loaded in a hurry and I can't sleep at night.
The first appearance is full of high accumulation, and the wind is turning and the sun has crushed half of it. I have given new information to the public servants, including Qucai and Bianfan several times.
In the annual tax inspection, there is still talk, but in the summer, the tax has been changed now. The remaining burdens are like picking up and sending mail, which means that there are ants gathering here in autumn.
How can one gain repay a hundred expenses? Work hard all the year round. Yesterday, there was a banquet in the court hall with distinguished guests, and the guests were surrounded by dishes and carriages.
Playing the sandalwood board, beads and rope according to the song is not worth a thousand dollars to get drunk. The cook kneads out the essence, and Shang likes to eat the new cake bait.
If you don’t seek things from heaven, you will try your best. Who knows where you are when you are full? The Spring Prayer and Summer Recommendation are recorded, and the origin of the retribution has always followed the ancient meaning.
I hope the people of Sri Lanka will not be afraid of the officials, and the officials will not disturb the people. All the herdsmen who follow this rule will see Liangqi singing and political differences.
Riches and warehouses are given to the farmers every day, so that the old farmers will not worry about the new year's affairs.
Move it to Jianchang County 1
Qing Dynasty: Gao Xinkui
Under the white clouds, I have been lying in peace for a long time. Taniguchi Qinghu said, "I'm going to have a good time."
The farmer's father cherishes the spring half and goes out to columbine in the morning. The prodigal walks on the vast street, hiding in the empty boudoir.
Study the flow of water with a deep heart, bending ditches and streams. Zheng Xu had a younger brother named Mo, and Yu Ling had a wife named Weaver.
If we are not together when we are hungry and cold, what is the meaning of the stride.
Yiyou's Miscellaneous Poems Part 1
Modern times: Qin Hong
Gathering the mists towards the evening, try a lecture on the west wind. The streets are like branches of the river, and all the boats and boats have been lost.
The world is like a swarm of mole crickets, so why use a stick to drive them away? Disputes gnaw their teeth, and autistic people dry up like clams in rivers.
The roar of thunder once covered my ears, and the passing wind still caressed my neck. Picking up pieces can also be regarded as gold, and the treasure can be found in a box.
Hey, I want to get out, but the piece of paper is dirty. The flow of pills stops for a moment, and the tube of an inch stops the colic. 7. Find poems about night pearls
The most famous one is Li Shangyin’s Jinse: The bright moon in the sea has tears, and the warm sun in Lantian creates smoke. "The Pearl Leaving the Palm"
——Xue Tao of the Tang Dynasty
The bright and clear Yuanming connects the inside and outside, and the clear light seems to shine in the Crystal Palace.
Just a little bit of filth will not be in the palm of your hand all night long.
"Pearl"
——Li Qiao of the Tang Dynasty
On the side of the brilliant golden carriage, there is an exquisite jade palace.
The bright moon is full in Kunchi, and the night light returns in Hepu.
The colors follow the spirit of the snake, and the shape follows the dancing phoenix.
After rising from the Ganquan Palace, the flowers are blooming at the wind tower.
"Testing the Fire Beads in the Mingtang"
- Cui Shu of the Tang Dynasty
Opening the heavy room in the right position, fire beads shot out in the sky.
The night comes with two full moons, and behind the dawn there is only one star.
The pure light of the sky cannot be extinguished, and the clouds are born without any desire.
I know from a distance that in the Taiping Era, the national treasure was in the famous capital.
"Poem of Provincial Examination of Li Pearls"
——Tang Dynasty Geng Mao
It was a day under the heavy spring, and he said that he could find pearls in the path. The dragon's scales are not reversed now, and the fish's eyes should also be different. The stars in the palm are full, and the moon in the disk is lonely. The light of reward is beyond reach, and the glory of illumination is difficult to overcome. If you want to ask whether you are willing to surrender, let’s first talk about pressing the sword. Tuan Lianxi dares to curl up on this at a price.
"The pearls sunk in the spring"
——Tang Dynasty Dugu's Good Weapon
The bright and clean spring water shines brightly on the pearls. Shen Fei deeded the treasure and returned it with the talisman of not being greedy.
The wind blows into waves, and the empty shadow seems to be floating. Look deep into the stars and merge into each other, quietly facing the moon. The price of light is pity and the time of pity is heavy, the love of death is the hub of faith. You shouldn't come without a leg, because you are in the dark.
"Looking for Pearls in Turbid Water"
——Wang Qi of the Tang Dynasty
The bright moon shines brightly, but its brilliance does not float. If you know the treasures, you can gain insight into them. Here are the fine treasures to seek. It is mostly covered with mud and sand and often follows turbid currents. Runchuan finally flatters itself, how can it be done according to the situation? It's hard to conceal the beauty, and Jingying is willing to see the end. Snakes come without legs, and the virtue of drinking has been rewarded.
"Asking for Pearls in Turbid Water"
——Wang Shuzhi of the Tang Dynasty
It is not easy to find bright pearls when stagnant water is not clear. Faintly sinking into Jipu, imagination is flowing. Staring and thinking clearly, wearing clothes and hating secretly. Just look at the beautiful scenery of Sichuan, and love the night light floating in the sky. The moon enters like a dragon spitting out, and the stars return like a clam swimming around. Those who hope to know the treasures will pick them up and search them in the dark.
"The water is filled with pearls"
——Mo Xuanqing of the Tang Dynasty
The Changchuan River is charming, and the bottom of the waves is pregnant with spiritual pearls. The pure soul produces apple powder, and the compass shines in the water corner. The ripples of ice are moving, and the ripples are rippled with light. The stars at night stand together, and the clear autumn shore never withers. Concubine Jiang's thoughts are in the palm of her hand, and travelers from the sea forget their bodies. When Hepu returns, his grace and prestige have been fulfilled.
"The Pearl Returns to Hepu"
——Deng Zhi
The most precious treasure contains pure water, and the clear sky reflects Pu Bay. The plain brilliance is rippling, and the round color is [Wang Bian]. In the past, I drove away the princes, but now I am returning with the prefect. The shadow shakes the moon in the waves, and the light moves the mountains in the water. Compared with the fish's eyes, the Lilong is just a step ahead. I wish to use the car as a decoration to make my appearance shine.
"Looking for Pearls in Turbid Waters"
——Lu Price of the Tang Dynasty
The most sincere treasures are rare, and the hidden light is in the turbid currents. When the place is deep and dark, the common people come to seek help. The embellished shoes will be returned to use, and the robe will be replaced. The fetuses of clams should separate themselves, but how can the eyes of fish separate themselves? The sun shines brightly, and the stars shine in the dark. If you don't take it today, there will be no reason for the mud to come out.
"Casting a Pearl from the Dark"
——Yuan Qianyu of the Tang Dynasty
How can a good person be married to a precious treasure? Divine light is not easy to discern, and it is difficult to cast faith in the dark of night. The treasures are scattered all over the world, and the bright moon is separated by a shallow stream. The elves say Hepu, and the plain colors shine in China. Holding the shadow hopes that people will know you, and I will look to the emperor for help. Anyone who presses the sword will be jealous.
"Casting a Pearl in Secret"
——Luo Tai of Tang Dynasty
I didn't know him when I met Chuan, but he spread his name in the palm of my hand. Repaying virtue can deceive the dark, and investing in others will make you want to be clear. The moon is bright in the quiet room, and the river is pouring when the stars are gone. The dragon's jaw is bright and colorful, and the phoenix is ??shining brightly. Shou Enci Hepu, good at covering Liancheng with beauty. The fish's eyes should be difficult to approach, but who knows how to press the sword.
"The Pearl Secretly Casts"
- Cui Fan of the Tang Dynasty
The most valuable thing is to look at the sleeves, and the pearl will be taken away after it appears. The light towards others is uncertain, and it is difficult to stay away from the palm of your hand. The bright and clear sky is approaching the night, and the lonely circle is cold and clear in autumn. I am startled by the setting of the moon when I first come, and I am afraid of the stars when it turns quickly. There are tears of joy and flaws, but there is no matchmaker and I cast myself secretly. Today I am grateful, and I will repay it to the Marquis of Sui. 8. Poems about lotus
Poems about lotus
"Jiangnan"
Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and there are fields of lotus leaves.
The fish plays between the lotus leaves, the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the east,
The fish plays with the lotus leaves to the west, the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the south, and the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the north.
"Qingyang Ferry" Jin Yuefu
The green lotus covers the green water, and the hibiscus is covered with fresh red. There are lotus roots with roots underneath and lotus with heads above.
"Fuchsia" by Lu Yun of Jin Dynasty
The green house contains green solids, and the gold bars hang white. Pitching and tilting with the wind, the clear stream shines brightly.
"Poetry of Cai Ling" Southern and Northern Dynasties·Jiang Yan
In autumn, my heart is full of beauty, and I look at the green lotus in the fresh water. Purple water chestnut can also be harvested to try to relieve depression. Under thousands of scattered leaves, in front of hundreds of flowing streams. The high scenery overflows the gully, and the fragrance is beautiful in Guangchuan. Singing a female tune, dancing into the Jiangnan strings.
"Lotus Picking Song" Emperor Yuan of Liang
The little girl of Biyu came to marry the King of Runan. The lotus flowers are messy, and the lotus leaves are mixed with fragrance. Because I am a gentleman, I am willing to wear lotus clothes.
"Summer Song" Southern Dynasties·Liang·Xiao Yan
Lotuses bloom in the south of the Yangtze River, and red flowers cover the clear water. The color is the same and the heart is the same; the lotus roots are different but the heart is the same. 9. Poems about the secluded path
Qianxing Author: Zhu You The secluded path is too far to the side, the creeping grass has no path.
This life is full of hardships, and I am afraid of being exposed when I go out. Returning to live in Mengshan late, it is like Shang Yanbu.
Take advantage of the wilting flowers in spring, and let the new year bloom slowly. If you send this message to a person with a sincere heart, your beautiful face may not be the reason.
Inscribed on the landscape shoji for the cultivators of Xiaoxi, the author is: Mr. Zhang Guan Xiaoxi. Those who live in Leshan build their houses near the stream, which is quite elegant. When you open a pavilion, you can see the water but not the mountains, but you can see the scenery in the picture.
Gao Zhai's plain pen hangs in the breeze, as if he were sitting under the forest cliff. The peaks are galloping like horses, and the green trees and plain fields are facing each other.
Layers of pavilions suddenly come from the sky, and flying springs pour from the peaks. The clouds in the middle of the mountain are white and the peaks are white, and the valley is full of clouds and rocks.
There are few pedestrians on the wild bridge at sunset, and there are few people who know the flowers on the quiet path. I live leisurely in Xiaoxi and have lots of free time during the day. I sit here and can't let go of this picture.
I have regained my ability to eat in my life, and I have to work on the hoe and plow in the spring. The short straw raincoat is plowing in the morning and the clouds are rising above the sky; the long straw raincoat falls down beside the book at night.
Sometimes the gulls come back to see the gulls, and the whales suck the fermented grains of spring. When climbing a mountain, you might as well put on your clogs and bring wine with you to the commune.
Every time I come to the pond to learn about the birds, I still know how to treat the guests. When I was drunk, I was invited to write a long novel, but I am too old to write.
Covering bamboos to find secluded paths, carrying pots and taking advantage of small boats.
Miscellaneous flowers are scattered on both sides of the bank, and clumps of trees cover the two hills. The rising sun and golden waves are chaotic, the breeze is clear and the mist is clearing.
Coming here increases generosity, and laughter spreads all over the place. The wild old men passed each other leisurely, and the fishermen congratulated themselves.
The beautiful flowers are falling, the flowers are fragrant in the evening, and there are long sentences about happiness and joy. I forget my chance and watch the gulls. At that time, I met a celery picker to talk about the autumn in my hometown.
The green shadow invades the chess game, and the clear light shines in the wine pot. The drunkenness is deep and lingering, and the righteousness heals the preparation.
The old Confucian scholar and official are cold, but the disciples who are promoted are excellent. Time bullies short hair, frost falls and fur is secretly conquered.
The painted kites are about to leave, and the Liju horses are still singing. The willow tree lingers on the horse's head, and the sail comes out of the river.
Don’t think about following the waves of smoke, hanging on the tower. The mountains are dim and the clouds are gone, and the birds are in love with each other at dusk in the forest.
Tonight, the moon is shining brightly and illuminating the sky. The collection of Mid-Autumn West Lake Society is divided into rhymes with one hundred rhymes. Author: Yu Chunxi Baiyue Qinglian Society, literary stars gather in Kui from far away.
Chang Geng autumn reflects the osmanthus, and Taiyi blooms with quinoa at night. The color of the mountains is three sets of purple, and the peak shape is nine low.
A Taurus must meet a girl, and the deer will not be confused. The Ming sage relies on the talented man, and the clear light appreciates Yi's wife.
Zhanying passed down Taishi, and asked Wang Ni about it. The tiger view is high and auspicious, and the bright hall is covered with cloth.
Min and Wu Tong sent elephants, while Han and Wei forgot their hooves. Turn back the crotch to lift the cow's ear, and lift the musk deer's navel with Liu Fang.
The horse is praised in the altar, and the chicken is called out in the clouds. Scholars wear silver tubes, and friends wear hairpins with jade hairpins.
The green robe looks beautiful, and the beads and shoes are also tidy. Everyone who boarded the immortal boat climbed up the moon ladder.
When the banquet is full of rainbows, the writing becomes fascinating. Dole's poems are connected with Ying, but they are lazy and resemble Ji.
The empty mountain knows the world, and the secluded path cannot be broken. The people's words are astonishing, but the fairy has not yet transformed into a corpse.
Sparse madness hates the whites of the eyes, and Shen Yan hates the shape of the eyes. The sword box is returned to the generals, and the poem bag is taken off Xiao Xi.
The book will be burned with stone and inkstone, and the medicine will be burned with knife and inkstone. The moon palace recruits people, and Yao Tian suddenly dreams of plowing.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhang Baojing is sleeping and uncovering the golden shield. Let the bird fly, and cut off the sun across the sky.
The sky is open and the sky is vast, and the water is crowding out the water. The first meeting was joyful, but the reunion turned miserable.
The art world chats and competes with each other, but the imperial road fears Geli. Teda Luo Zhang jade, dust next to the Zeng Qi.
If you are willing to come, you will not be in trouble. The fighting throws away the tillers, and the clouds fly away.
The situation is sarcastic and we wish to deepen our friendship. Then I attached myself to Chai Feng Ji, and I was ashamed to be the Chi Ze Salamander.
Leaving the strict household with ease, singing and boiling. The competition for inviting guests on a boat was transformed into a car carrying a mouse.
Furong is mixed with Xue Li, and Xiao Ai is mixed with red catkins. In the east, the eyebrows are colorful, and in the west, the teeth are beautiful.
The mantle pavilion comes with feather clothes, and the osmanthus boat is hidden in the fragrance. The jade pots are made of red bean curds, and the carvings are made of green deer meat.
Pull silk and lotus root juice to make delicious orange juice. There is more than enough grain in the cup, and the dagger of Chang Zhai enters the bamboo basket.
The auspicious winds are blowing, and auspicious things are happening. Shang Zhu burned the bamboo basket and handed it over, while Xi Ci broke the arrow and smashed it.
The banquets are still cut off, and the banquets are blown several times. The three great disasters are away from the Buddha, and the king is blessed with five blessings.
There is no sky for Fei Yujue, and there is room to store space. The smoke from the tea stove remains in the pool, and the fire in the kitchen shines brightly.
The wild rice is fragrant and green, and the celery is cold to the green mud. Enjoy the Yipu delicacies, and hope to pass on the art of Zhi.
The wind pierced Qiyu and the waves shattered the glass. The water plants are scattered and the clouds are green, and the reeds are cold and the rain is blowing.
The golden pond is covered with flying shades, and the embroidered roads are purple and whispy. Drunkards are shouting for pheasants, and fishermen are cleverly setting their traps.
I can hear the white horse in the distant river, and the yellow lily can be seen across the leaves. The fishing market is crowded with people, and the villagers miss Bo River.
The bridge and carriages welcome the moss and the piers are filled with flowers. The knight-errant praises Yin Le, and the graceful lady collects Xiang Grate.
When the lotus dries up, I feel sad about being covered, and Yang Lao sighs that he is born. The orchid paddle leans against the golden sand, and the flower gate carries green sleeves.
Laughing at Chen Qingyu’s case, we all took pictures of the white copper tantan. The colorful candles melt into the pearls and phoenixes, and the red flowers embrace the rhinoceros.
Children peek at wild bamboos and play with pears in the garden. When it comes to more adjustments, the team is divided into teams, and the reins are half leaning on the horse.
The master still follows the rules and slanders each other when he is young and arrogant. Langge Mingzhudai, deep rocks answer drums.
Youtan stopped singing Buddhist songs, and the smoke trees suddenly cried. Turning around the clear and empty mansion, the light contains peaches and plums.
The brilliant light conceals the toad and the rabbit, and the bright light conceals the rabbit. The heavy dew sinks into Danguo, and the rope moves to embrace the red silk.
I slept in my dreams at midnight, and fell into a coma at midnight. The algae are blooming, and the front is cold and the pelicans are naked.
The mysterious pearl is thrown into the red water, and every trace of it surges up and is lifted up. Jipu is covered with frost, and the high pavilion is covered with snow.
Cranes are released in the solitary mountain, and the deer park is frightened. The elms are white and golden at dawn, and the maples are blue and green {Yu Yi}.
The night light is still in knots, and the flowing fire is resurrected. The slanting Han leans towards the secluded Nagisa, and the cool clouds lock the green boudoir.
Yun came to the stage as a concubine, and E'e shadowed herself in the water. They all took advantage of Luan tricks and sold Sui Ni in their spare time.
The people in Jinxin are cut apart, who can do it under the threat of the moon? The rhyme was borrowed from Wu Xian's score, and the singer composed the title.
Every family is beautiful on the east wall, remembering the Southern Qi Dynasty. The thoughts of cutting down trees are chattering, and the weaving of sweet potatoes is funny.
Yayi studied under Du Fu and was about to force Changli. Laughing is the way, knowing that the hero is not the stream.
I like the new hair blade, but it is difficult to solve the problem of wearing many thorns. If you tie a good fish and throw it into the water, you will escape and become a gnat.
I prefer to pick calamus, and I like the eclectic taste. If you don’t know the truth, you will come in with eyebrows raised, and if you have doubts, you will stay behind closed doors.
The gods are in harmony with each other, but the leaves are still in the dark.
Qi and shoulder differences merge, and the poems are completed and the hands criticize each other.
If you dare to climb a dragon and flutter your wings, you will be ashamed to kill a horse and run wildly. When you are tired of wandering, you can sing about fatigue, and when you are tired, you can sing simply.
If you are a friend, you can avoid it, but God will help you. It's just haze disease, why is it so lucky?
Accumulating incense and receiving rice happily, attacking jade and collecting {stones}. There are gulls and herons in the water, and turtles and turtles in the mountains.
Returning to the forest, there are stone teeth, but the grass is luxuriant. Looking back, I compete for the upper hand with pity, and the flying god plans to ascend to the throne.
The alliance between Shaowei and Wei has been decided, and he is hiding in the west of the Great Lakes. Tongzou Shitong tells the story of the Dukes' visit to the former site of Changchun Palace (four poems). Author: Wang Zhiduan lives in the spare time of writing and writing, and the scenery of the suburbs is harmonious.
Yuan and the other gentlemen wandered out of Chongyong. The rugged and clear stream is blocked, and the winding and secluded path leads to it.
The grass is green and the flowers are red. The wild scenery of the forest was a bit poor, so the Yuren Palace was built.
The sound of the luan and the sheng will never be heard, and the racing wheels will never come again. The foundation of the text is peeled off from the ruined site, and the curtains are shed from the corridor.
Because of the sorrow of the past, the people looked forward to hope. ¤ Zhongzhao made an appointment to visit Tiantai Yandang next year. He first presented his Xiaoyao clothes to Mr. Zhang. Author: Wang Shucheng. Fan Sheng made an appointment to go to Cuiwei, where he went to Tiantai Yandang.
The crane feathers in the mountains fell into the fairy cloak, and the autumn wind gave me a free and easy coat. Clothes are used for leisurely travels, and songs are used to reward misty sentences.
The river sails sailed east and west yesterday, and the cave was dimly covered in smoke trees. Zhang Gong rode a donkey out of Mingbo, and the green hills burst out into a fairy house.
The secluded paths are confusing, and the cliffs are as dangerous as jade. In seven days, chaos begins, and a thousand years separate the world.
A deep orifice hanging gracefully.