1. Poems about the beauty of Yangzhou
Poems about the beauty of Yangzhou 1. What are the poems about praising Yangzhou
1. The famous capital of Huaizuo, the best of Zhuxi At the beginning of the journey, Xie An Shao was stationed. Ten miles past the spring breeze. All the shepherds and wheat are green. ——From the Song Dynasty: Jiang Kui's "Yangzhou Slow·Huaizuo Famous Capital"
Vernacular interpretation: Yangzhou has been a famous city on Huainan East Road since ancient times. There is a famous tourist attraction Zhuxi Pavilion here. When I first arrived in Yangzhou, I undressed Dismount and stay. The bustling streets that were ten miles away in the spring breeze are now buckwheat green and lonely.
2. Mrs. Xiao’s face is so thin that she can hardly shed tears, and her peach-leaf brows can easily feel sad. One part of the world is a bright moonlit night, and two parts are Yangzhou. ——From the Tang Dynasty: Xu Ning's "Remembering Yangzhou"
Vernacular interpretation: The girls in Yangzhou are carefree and welcoming with smiling faces. How can they hide the tears on their beautiful faces? On their lovely brows A little bit of sadness can easily be noticed. The brilliance of the bright moon in the world must be three points, and lovely Yangzhou, you actually take up two points.
3. Thousands of lights illuminate the blue clouds in the night market, and there are many red-sleeved customers in high-rise buildings. Nowadays, unlike usual times, I can still hear the sound of singing and singing. ——From the Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian's "Looking at Yangzhou City at Night"
Vernacular interpretation: The night market in Yangzhou city is bustling, with thousands of lights reflecting the blue clouds, and women with heavy makeup and those who are looking for fun can be seen everywhere inside and outside high-rise buildings. Tourists come one after another in an endless stream. Today's world is in chaos, and it is no longer like the peaceful and prosperous times in the past, but I didn't expect that there is still music and singing here all night long.
4. The song of Jiangcheng blows the wind, the rain passes over the plain mountains, and the full moon fills the west tower. How many years have passed, three lives of drunken dreams, cool autumn in June. The beautiful lady in Jinse persuades you to drink, and the red curtain is rolled up to press Liangzhou together. When guests leave, they still stay, the clouds and trees are rustling, and the rivers are leisurely. ——From the Yuan Dynasty: Lu Zhi's "Toad Palace Song: What Happened at the Banquet of Wang Youcheng of Yangzhou"
Vernacular interpretation: The charming and charming sound of sheng, flute, flute and singing in Jiangcheng Yangzhou are very warm and gentle, and a light rain has passed by In the spacious Pingshan Hall, the clear moonlight shrouds the west building. It is like being in an intoxicated dream on the Sansheng Stone.
Although it is June in the summer, it is as cool as autumn. The beauty playing the Jinse is trying to persuade people to drink. The red curtains are rolled up and a group of dancers come out, stepping to the rhythm of the dance music "Liangzhou". I had already left by boat and the farewell people were still trying hard to persuade me to stay. I could only see the shadows of the trees on both sides of the bank and the Milky Way in the sky.
5. The ten-mile-long street is lined with markets, and you can watch the gods on the Yueming Bridge. Life is only suitable for death in Yangzhou, where the Zen wisdom mountain is bright and the tomb field is beautiful. ——From the Tang Dynasty: Zhang Hu's "A Long Journey to Huainan"
Vernacular interpretation: Street markets more than ten miles long are connected everywhere, and you can stand on the bridge to watch the beauties and gods on a moonlit night. If you are going to die in your life, you should die in Yangzhou. The beautiful scenery of Zenzhi Mountain is the best cemetery.
2. Poems describing Yangzhou
Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling Li Bai The old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks descended on Yangzhou in March.
The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. Twelve Poems to Relieve Boredom Du Fu Shang Hu bid farewell to Yangzhou and recalled the old post building in Xiling.
In order to ask about the value of rice in Huainan, I took advantage of the opportunity to travel eastward. Guangling Autumn Moon to the Moon - Chen Yu The frost falls and the moon goes upstairs, singing fills Yangzhou in the middle of the month.
Looking at the drunken dancing and building buildings, I don’t realize that the trees in the Sui family’s mausoleum are autumn. Guangling Poems Quan Deyu Guangling is a beautiful place, which was the capital in the Sui Dynasty.
The eight directions are called convergence, and the five directions are like flat grinding. The big bow reflects the sky, and the flute is added to the camp.
The sky rises from the terraces, and the mountains are golden and green. The flowing water hubs cross each other, and the floating clouds float.
The rising sun reflects on the brothel, and the spring breeze clears the green field. The jade shines brightly, and the price of the moth is overwhelming.
They smile at each other in front of the lamp, and greet each other on the street. The swaying green bamboo is thin, hiding the bright red lining.
The orchid and musk deer are far away, and the orchestra is free to relax. A scholar of music is a man of literary style, and a master of music expresses his spontaneity.
The vastness is gone, and where will we camp slowly? Please be happy today, don't worry about your reputation after death.
If you are willing to learn from the Confucian scholars, you will waste your life by studying. Looking at Yangzhou City at Night by Wang Jian Thousands of lights illuminate the blue clouds in the night market, and there are many red-sleeved customers in the high-rise buildings.
Today is not an ordinary day, but I am still singing and singing. Reminiscing about Yangzhou by Xu Ning Xiao Niang's face was thin and it was hard to shed tears, but her peach-leaf eyebrows were long and easy to recognize.
The world is divided into three parts on a bright moonlit night and two parts in Yangzhou. Staying in Yangzhou Li Shen The river crosses the vast misty waves at night, and the tide passes through Jinling and leaves fall in autumn.
The sound of Sai Hong passes through Chuze, and the light and dark red trees appear in Yangzhou. The night bridge is lit up with stars, and the water canopy is close to the bullfighting.
Today, the customs of the city have changed, so there is no need to ask the mysterious building. Three Spring Poems of Yangzhou by Yao He (1) It is a cold food day in Guangling, and there is no fog or smoke.
The warm sun condenses the flowers and willows, and the spring breeze disperses the orchestral music. Most of the gardens are houses, and there are fewer cars and horses than boats.
Don’t ask tourists to stay, they will be sleepy. (2) It is spring in Manguo, and the soil in the streets is fragrant.
The bamboo wind blows lightly on the shoes, and the flower dew makes the clothes greasy. The birds singing in the valley are still beautiful, and the mountain husband is even more crazy.
The poor land of travel, the Yang empire fell. (3) In the smoke and light of Jiangbei, there are many wonderful things to do in Huainan.
Shoppers hold candles as they enter, and boats pass by in the neighborhood. If there is land, only bamboo can be planted, and if there is no home, geese cannot be raised.
The spring light is shining on the city wall, and the ears are full of Sheng songs.
Three Poems of Yangzhou by Du Mu (1) The soil of Lei Tang, Emperor Yangzhou, hides old buildings.
Whose family sings water tunes, and the bright moon fills Yangzhou. A fine horse is better off at leisure, but a rich man likes to travel in secret.
Xuantian is a drunk young man with half-undressed purple velvet fur. (2) The autumn wind blows through the garden of fireflies, and the spring grass is on the cockfighting stand.
The golden network carries the sculpture, and the luan ring picks up the green. Sichuan ships are red and heavy with brocade, and they sink into piles as they cross the water.
Everywhere is gorgeous, but King Huai returns. (3) Thousands of willow trees hang down the street, and the clouds reflect the double city.
The sky is beautiful, the terrace is beautiful, and the wind and singing are clear. The slender waist has long sleeves and jade pendants with intricate tassels.
Sincerity is strong, and luxury is indescribable. Since it is a crime of debauchery, why not be the imperial capital?
Qinghuai Du Mu, a man in a down and out wine shop, with a slender waist and light palms. After ten years, I dreamed of Yangzhou and won the reputation of a brothel.
Passing through Yangzhou, Wei Zhuang. In those days, people did not know about war, and brothels everywhere sang every night. There is always spring in the flower cave, and the moon is bright and there is a lot of wind on my clothes.
After King Huai left, there were no chickens or dogs. Emperor Yang returned to bury Qiluo. Twenty-four bridges are empty and silent, and the green poplars destroy the old river.
Guangling Cold Food Night Li Zhong Guangling Cold Food Night is a great time for luxury and affluence. After the Zimo people returned, the moon rose over the red building.
Qiluo spring has not yet rested, and the rhyme of silk and bamboo is still late. I'll go on an outing tomorrow, but I'll lose because of his frivolous nature.
Yangzhou Chen Xiumin The flowers in the Qionghua View are incomparable, and the moon above the Mingyue Tower is shining. There are banquets held from time to time in Hua Province, and officials arrange to send official sheep to them every day.
The cold dew on the silver bed invades the singing fan, and the gentle wind blows on the dancing clothes. Zhemo Huainan has a heavy supply, but everyone still talks about Wei Yang when meeting people.
Wei Yang Nostalgia Zeng Guangling City was prosperous in the past, and Emperor Yang visited Zixia in his palace. There are still songs in Yushu, but Jinfan has no home when he returns.
Fragrant grass is everywhere on the terrace, and flowers fall off every year due to wind and rain. The most sentimental Biandi willows still carry crows when spring comes.
Yangzhou Chen Zilong The famous capital of Huaihai is far away, and the south of the Yangtze River is hidden across the Southern Dynasties. The green hills half reflect the Guazhou trees, and the fragrant grass connects diagonally to the Yangtze Bridge.
The towers of Sui Yuan are covered with mist at dawn, and the moonlight in Wu Palace brings the spring tide. The Bianhe River is full of newly planted willows, and the hatred of the east wind still lingers.
Nostalgia for the past in Guangling Hong Where is the solitary grave? Ask Lei Tang? I still remember the joy of traveling to the east. There are crowds of people at the head of the Twenty-Four Bridge, and there are long chants at the foot of the Three Thousand Palace.
The flying firefly disappeared and flew to Suiyuan, but Du Yu was still called Shugang. The prosperous Jiangdu has the same dream, and the poplar flowers are like snow at night.
Weiyang Bamboo Branch Poetry by Huang Shen (1) The sound of the flute blows through the moon, and the singing song is more beautiful than red. There is no one in the water pavilion, the ice is cold, and the mandarin ducks go deep into the lotus root wind.
(2) In my life, I only love living in Yangzhou, where the poplar trees are hanging on the bank and the spring air is scented. Dress up for leisure by picking flowers from the garden, and wear a red dress reflecting the green water by the pool.
(3) The courtyard's music and songs usher in late spring, and the fallen flowers are as red as brocade and grass. The painting boat flies over the fragrance of clothes, and how much scenery belongs to the drinker.
(4) Painted eaves call for the warmth of spring to call the doves, and the pear trees will harvest after dawn. Leisurely leaning on the mirror and facing the water, I plan to learn from Suzhou.
Yangzhou (Two of the Four) Zheng Xie (1) The painted boat rides the spring smoke at dawn, and the city is filled with silk tubes and elm coins. The adopted daughter of a thousand families teaches music first, and planting flowers ten miles away counts as farming.
The Sui embankment is not wet after the rain, and the wind blows the red sleeves to the point of ascending to immortality. The poet has been injured for a long time and his hair is white. The wine is warm, fragrant and quiet.
(2) The grassy path beside the 24th Bridge is deserted, and a new small port, Tuoleitang, has been opened. The painting building is faintly hazy in the distance, the iron plates are clanking and the trees are cool.
How can words be passed down to the prefect? ??His romance did not hinder the Sui Emperor. There is no limit to judging the past feelings based on the present. I am willing to take advantage of the east wind to be a little crazy.
Emperor Yang's Mausoleum, Luo Yin, enters Guo and climbs the bridge and exits Guo's boat, the red building is full of sunshine and willows every year. The king could not bear to settle Chen's business in exchange for a few acres of land in Leitang.
Leitang Cheng Mengxing The northern part of the country had been separatist for many years, but the Sui Dynasty had a complete system. If you practice frugality, you will be prosperous, and you will only hate to have children who are not as virtuous.
In the early years, Ping Chen blamed the later master, and in the late years of desolation, he stayed with him. How can Jiangdu be the same as in a dream? The expedition to Liao said it was accidental.
Three thousand palace children are all dressed in pink and white, and their teeth and brocade cables are led along the embankment. The feast in the lost building is not over yet, the grass in Leipi is empty and green.
The Sui family has the wisdom and ingenuity of the country, but God’s will does not wish to disappoint it for a long time. The mad soul emerged from the confusion, and the British leader came from Tang Li Yuan.
The willows blow in the spring breeze, and the fireflies dance in the autumn night. A jade box is gone, and the old nursery is blooming.
Zhuyu Bay Qian Yunzhi The rain has cleared up at Zhuyu Bay, and the fields in the north of Guangling City are being plowed. When the boat leaves the harbor, the white clothes are wet, and the windows of the tall buildings are wide open.
The grass is thin and the sky is far away, and the water is clear beside the boat. Visitors come and talk about old times in vain, and cicadas sing suddenly on the shore.
Xingtianning Temple Aixinjueluo. The birds are singing in the trees, and the clouds are thundering.
The morning bell catches the leopard's tail, and the monk's house steps on the fragrance. I feel more pure and appreciative, and my heart is full of smiles.
Preface: Ten miles of clear stream meanders, with bamboo poles reaching deep into the distance. Warmth reminds me of early plum blossoms, water falls and grass marks invade.
In customs, fish is the industry, and bamboo shoots are grown in the garden. People love simplicity and never tire of visiting it.
To Judge Han Chuo of Yangzhou, Du Mu The green mountains are faint and the water is far away, and the grass and trees in the south of the Yangtze River are withered in autumn. Twenty-Four Bridges On a moonlit night, where can a beautiful lady teach me how to play the flute? Twenty-Four Bridges Talking about Moving The ancient road in the setting sun connects the wheel hoof, and the bright moon supports the sparse in the west of Liuzhou.
The footbridge on the bridge is in the water, and the fallen flowers are still complaining about the fragrant mud. .
3. Who has poems about Yangzhou
Era: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Mu
Work: To Judge Han Chuo of Yangzhou< /p>
Content:
The green mountains are faint and the water is far away, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered since autumn.
On a moonlit night at the Twenty-Four Bridge, where can the beauty teach me how to play the flute?
Era: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Mu
Work: Love
Content:
Down and out in the world Wine shop, Chu waist is slender and the palm is light.
After ten years of dreaming about Yangzhou, he won the reputation of a brothel.
Era: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Mu
Work: Inscribed on Yangzhou Zenzhi Temple
Content:
After the rain, the cicadas make a noise, and the pines and osmanthus flutter in the air.
The steps are covered with moss, so the white bird stays late.
Deep trees grow in the evening mist, and the setting sun sets under the small building.
Who knew that Zhuxi Road, where singing and playing music were played, was Yangzhou.
Era: Tang
Author: Du Mu
Works: Two Farewell Songs
Content:
Ping Ping Niao is more than thirteen years old, and the cardamom leaves are in early February.
The spring breeze is ten miles away on Yangzhou Road, and it is not as good as rolling up the bead curtain.
Passionate but always seem to be ruthless, only Jue Zun can't laugh in front of him.
The candle bids farewell with intention and sheds tears for others until dawn.
Era: Southern Song Dynasty
Author: Jiang Kui
Work: Yangzhou Slow
Content:
Chunxi On the first day of Bingshen, I passed Weiyang. It's snowing at night, and I can see the shepherd's wheat. Entering the city, the four walls are desolate, the cold water turns blue, dusk gradually rises, and the garrison corners mourn. I feel sad and sigh about the past and present, because I live this song by myself. The old man Qianyan thought it was as sad as "Mu Li".
The famous capital of Huaizuo, the best place in Zhuxi, Xie An Shao was stationed in the first journey.
Ten miles away in the spring breeze, all the shepherds and wheat are green.
Since Hu Ma peeked into the river, the trees in the pond were abandoned, and they were still tired of talking about soldiers.
It is getting dusk, the clear corners are blowing cold, and we are all in an empty city.
Du Lang’s handsome reward is now so serious that I am shocked.
Despite Cardamom's lyrical skills, Dream of a Brothel is good, but it is difficult to express deep feelings.
Twenty-four bridges are still there, and the waves are still in the cold moon.
If you read the red medicine beside the bridge, you will know who you are born for every year.
The Yellow Crane Tower sends Meng Haoran to Guangling, Li Bai
The old friend bids farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks descend to Yangzhou in March.
The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.
4. What is the famous ancient poem that describes the prosperity and beauty of Yangzhou?
Du Fu Shang Hu left Yangzhou in farewell and recalled the old post building of Xiling.
In order to ask about the value of rice in Huainan, I took advantage of the opportunity to travel eastward. Guangling Autumn Moon to the Moon - Chen Yu The frost falls and the moon goes upstairs, singing fills Yangzhou in the middle of the month.
Looking at the drunken dancing and building buildings, I don’t realize that the trees in the Sui family’s mausoleum are autumn. Guangling Poems Quan Deyu Guangling is a beautiful place, which was the capital in the Sui Dynasty.
The eight directions are called convergence, and the five directions are like flat grinding. The big bow reflects the sky, and the flute is added to the camp.
The sky rises from the terraces, and the mountains are golden and green. The flowing water hubs cross each other, and the floating clouds float.
The rising sun reflects on the brothel, and the spring breeze clears the green field. The jade shines brightly, and the price of the moth is overwhelming.
They smile at each other in front of the lamp, and greet each other on the street. The swaying green bamboo is thin, hiding the bright red lining.
The orchid and musk deer are far away, and the orchestra is free to relax. A scholar of music is a man of literary style, and a master of music expresses his spontaneity.
The vastness is gone, and where will we camp slowly? Please be happy today, don't worry about your reputation after death.
If you are willing to learn from the Confucian scholars, you will waste your life by studying. Looking at Yangzhou City at Night by Wang Jian Thousands of lights illuminate the blue clouds in the night market, and there are many red-sleeved customers in the high-rise buildings.
Today is not an ordinary day, but I am still singing and singing. Reminiscing about Yangzhou by Xu Ning Xiao Niang's face was thin and it was hard to shed tears, but her peach-leaf eyebrows were long and easy to recognize.
The world is divided into three parts on a bright moonlit night and two parts in Yangzhou. Staying in Yangzhou Li Shen The river crosses the vast misty waves at night, and the tide passes through Jinling and leaves fall in autumn.
The sound of Sai Hong passes through Chuze, and the light and dark red trees appear in Yangzhou. The night bridge is lit up with stars, and the water canopy is close to the bullfighting.
Today, the customs of the city have changed, so there is no need to ask the mysterious building. Three Spring Poems of Yangzhou by Yao He (1) It is a cold food day in Guangling, and there is no fog or smoke.
The warm sun condenses the flowers and willows, and the spring breeze disperses the orchestral music. Most of the gardens are houses, and there are fewer cars and horses than boats.
Don’t ask tourists to stay, they will be sleepy. (2) It is spring in Manguo, and the soil in the streets is fragrant.
The bamboo wind blows lightly on the shoes, and the flower dew makes the clothes greasy. The birds singing in the valley are still beautiful, and the mountain husband is even more crazy.
The poor land of travel, the Yang empire fell. (3) In the smoke and light of Jiangbei, there are many wonderful things to do in Huainan.
Shoppers hold candles as they enter, and boats pass by in the neighborhood. If there is land, only bamboo can be planted, and if there is no home, geese cannot be raised.
The spring light is shining on the city wall, and the ears are full of Sheng songs. Three Poems of Yangzhou by Du Mu (1) The soil of Lei Tang, Emperor Yangzhou, hides old buildings.
Whose family sings water tunes, and the bright moon fills Yangzhou. A fine horse is better off at leisure, but a rich man likes to travel in secret.
Xuantian is a drunk young man with half-undressed purple velvet fur. (2) The autumn wind blows through the garden of fireflies, and the spring grass is on the cockfighting stand.
The golden network carries the sculpture, and the luan ring picks up the green. Sichuan ships are red and heavy with brocade, and they sink into piles as they cross the water.
Everywhere is gorgeous, but King Huai returns. (3) Thousands of willow trees hang down the street, and the clouds reflect the double city.
The sky is beautiful, the terrace is beautiful, and the wind and singing are clear. The slender waist has long sleeves and jade pendants with intricate tassels.
Sincerity is strong, and luxury is indescribable. Since it is a crime of debauchery, why not be the imperial capital?
Qinghuai Du Mu, a man in a down and out wine shop, with a slender waist and light palms. After ten years, I dreamed of Yangzhou and won the reputation of a brothel.
Passing through Yangzhou, Wei Zhuang. In those days, people did not know about war, and brothels everywhere sang every night. There is always spring in the flower cave, and the moon is bright and there is a lot of wind on my clothes.
After King Huai left, there were no chickens or dogs. Emperor Yang returned to bury Qiluo. Twenty-four bridges are empty and silent, and the green poplars destroy the old river.
Guangling Cold Food Night Li Zhong Guangling Cold Food Night is a great time for luxury and affluence. After the Zimo people returned, the moon rose over the red building.
Qiluo spring has not yet rested, and the rhyme of silk and bamboo is still late. I'll go on an outing tomorrow, but I'll lose because of his frivolous nature.
Yangzhou Chen Xiumin The flowers in the Qionghua View are incomparable, and the moon above the Mingyue Tower is shining. There are banquets held from time to time in Hua Province, and officials arrange to send official sheep to them every day.
The cold dew on the silver bed invades the singing fan, and the gentle wind blows on the dancing clothes. Zhemo Huainan has a heavy supply, but everyone still talks about Wei Yang when meeting people.
Wei Yang Nostalgia Zeng Guangling City was prosperous in the past, and Emperor Yang visited Zixia in his palace. There are still songs in Yushu, but Jinfan has no home when he returns.
Fragrant grass is everywhere on the terrace, and flowers fall off every year due to wind and rain. The most sentimental Biandi willows still carry crows when spring comes.
Yangzhou Chen Zilong The famous capital of Huaihai is far away, and the south of the Yangtze River is hidden across the Southern Dynasties. The green hills half reflect the Guazhou trees, and the fragrant grass connects diagonally to the Yangtze Bridge.
The towers of Sui Yuan are covered with mist at dawn, and the moonlight in Wu Palace brings the spring tide. The Bianhe River is full of newly planted willows, and the hatred of the east wind still lingers.
Nostalgia for the past in Guangling Hong Where is the solitary grave? Ask Lei Tang? I still remember the joy of traveling to the east. There are crowds of people at the head of the Twenty-Four Bridge, and there are long chants at the foot of the Three Thousand Palace.
The flying firefly disappeared and flew to Suiyuan, but Du Yu was still called Shugang. The prosperous Jiangdu has the same dream, and the poplar flowers are like snow at night.
Weiyang Bamboo Branch Poetry by Huang Shen (1) The sound of the flute blows through the moon, and the singing song is more beautiful than red. There is no one in the water pavilion, the ice is cold, and the mandarin ducks go deep into the lotus root wind.
(2) In my life, I only love living in Yangzhou, where the poplar trees are hanging on the bank and the spring air is scented. Dress up for leisure by picking flowers from the garden, and wear a red dress reflecting the green water by the pool.
(3) The courtyard's music and songs usher in late spring, and the fallen flowers are as red as brocade and grass. The painting boat flies over the fragrance of clothes, and how much scenery belongs to the drinker.
(4) Painted eaves call for the warmth of spring to call the doves, and the pear trees will harvest after dawn. Leisurely leaning on the mirror and facing the water, I plan to learn from Suzhou.
Yangzhou (Two of the Four) Zheng Xie (1) The painted boat rides the spring smoke at dawn, and the city is filled with silk tubes and elm coins. The adopted daughter of a thousand families teaches music first, and planting flowers ten miles away counts as farming.
The Sui embankment is not wet after the rain, and the wind blows the red sleeves to the point of ascending to immortality. The poet has been injured for a long time and his hair is white. The wine is warm, fragrant and quiet.
(2) The grassy path beside the 24th Bridge is deserted, and a new small port, Tuoleitang, has been opened. The painting building is faintly hazy in the distance, the iron plates are clanking and the trees are cool.
How can words be passed down to the prefect? ??His romance did not hinder the Sui Emperor. There is no limit to judging the past feelings based on the present. I am willing to take advantage of the east wind to be a little crazy.
Emperor Yang's Mausoleum, Luo Yin, enters Guo and climbs the bridge and exits Guo's boat, the red building is full of sunshine and willows every year. The king could not bear to settle Chen's business in exchange for a few acres of land in Leitang.
Leitang Cheng Mengxing The northern part of the country had been separatist for many years, but the Sui Dynasty had a complete system. If you practice frugality, you will be prosperous, and you will only hate to have children who are not as virtuous.
In the early years, Ping Chen blamed the later master, and in the late years of desolation, he stayed with him. How can Jiangdu be the same as in a dream? The expedition to Liao said it was accidental.
Three thousand palace children are all dressed in pink and white, and their teeth and brocade cables are led along the embankment. The feast in the lost building is not over yet, the grass in Leipi is empty and green.
The Sui family has the wisdom and ingenuity of the country, but God’s will does not wish to disappoint it for a long time. The mad soul emerged from the confusion, and the British leader came from Tang Li Yuan.
The willows blow in the spring breeze, and the fireflies dance in the autumn night. A jade box is gone, and the old nursery is blooming.
Zhuyu Bay Qian Yunzhi The rain has cleared up at Zhuyu Bay, and the fields in the north of Guangling City are being plowed. When the boat leaves the harbor, the white clothes are wet, and the windows of the tall buildings are wide open.
The grass is thin and the sky is far away, and the water is clear beside the boat. Visitors come and talk about old times in vain, and cicadas sing suddenly on the shore.
Xingtianning Temple Aixinjueluo. The birds are singing in the trees, and the clouds are thundering.
The morning bell catches the leopard's tail, and the monk's house steps on the fragrance. I feel more pure and appreciative, and my heart is full of smiles.
Preface: Ten miles of clear stream meanders, with bamboo poles reaching deep into the distance. Warmth reminds me of early plum blossoms, water falls and grass marks invade.
In customs, fish is the industry, and bamboo shoots are grown in the garden. People love simplicity and never tire of visiting it.
To Judge Han Chuo of Yangzhou, Du Mu The green mountains are faint and the water is far away, and the grass and trees in the south of the Yangtze River are withered in autumn. Twenty-Four Bridges On a moonlit night, where can a beautiful lady teach me how to play the flute? Twenty-Four Bridges Talking about Moving The ancient road in the setting sun connects the wheel hoof, and the bright moon supports the sparse in the west of Liuzhou.
The footbridge on the bridge is in the water, and the fallen flowers are still complaining about the fragrant mud.
See Liu Yuan's father in Pingshan Hall and send it to Ouyang Xiu. The prosperity of the Governor's Mansion has been declining for a long time, but it is still as good as today.
Beyond the vast mountains and the vast sky, there are flowers and ponds, terraces and grass among them. Thousands of wells.
5. Poems and songs about Yangzhou
The first group is about sending off Meng Haoran, the old friend of Li Bai in Guangling, leaving the Yellow Crane Tower in the west. Fireworks descend to Yangzhou in March.
The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. Twelve poems to relieve boredom. Du Fu and Shang Hu bid farewell to Yangzhou and recalled the old post building in Xiling.
In order to ask about the value of rice in Huainan, I took advantage of the opportunity to travel eastward. Guangling Autumn Moon to Moon is about to happen. Chen Yushuang goes upstairs in the moonlight, and Yangzhou is filled with singing in the middle of the moon.
Looking at the drunken dancing and building buildings, I don’t realize that the trees in the Sui family’s mausoleum are autumn. Guangling's poetic power, virtue, and beauty. Guangling was the capital of the Sui Dynasty.
The eight directions are called convergence, and the five directions are like flat grinding. The big bow reflects the sky, and the flute is added to the camp.
The sky rises from the terraces, and the mountains are golden and green. The flowing water hubs cross each other, and the floating clouds float.
The rising sun reflects on the brothel, and the spring breeze clears the green field. The jade shines brightly, and the price of the moth is overwhelming.
They smile at each other in front of the lamp, and greet each other on the street. The swaying green bamboo is thin, hiding the bright red lining.
The orchid and musk deer are far away, and the orchestra is free to relax. A scholar of music is a man of literary style, and a master of music expresses his spontaneity.
The vastness is gone, and where will we camp slowly? Please be happy today, don't worry about your reputation after death.
If you are willing to learn from the Confucian scholars, you will waste your life by studying. Looking at the Wangjian Night Market in Yangzhou City at night, thousands of lights illuminate the blue clouds, and there are many red-sleeved customers in the high-rise buildings.
Today is not an ordinary day, but I am still singing and singing. Recalling Yangzhou Xu Ning and Xiao Niang's thin face, it is hard to shed tears, and it is easy to know that her peach-leaf eyebrows are long.
The world is divided into three parts on a bright moonlit night and two parts in Yangzhou. Su Yangzhou's Li Shenjiang River crosses the vast misty waves at night, and the tide passes through Jinling and leaves fall in autumn.
The sound of Sai Hong passes through Chuze, and the light and dark red trees are seen in Yangzhou. The night bridge is lit up with stars, and the water canopy is close to the bullfighting.
Today, the customs of the city have changed, so there is no need to ask the mysterious building. Three Yangzhou Spring Poems by Yao (1) Guangling has a cold food day, no fog and no smoke.
The warm sun condenses the flowers and willows, and the spring breeze disperses the orchestral music. Most of the gardens are houses, and there are fewer cars and horses than boats.
Don’t ask tourists to stay, they will be sleepy. (2) Manguo is full of spring, and the streets and streets are fragrant.
The bamboo wind blows lightly on the shoes, and the flower dew makes the clothes greasy. The birds singing in the valley are still beautiful, and the mountain husband is even more crazy.
The poor land of travel, the Yang empire fell. (3) In the mist of Jiangbei, there are many great things to do in Huainan.
Shoppers hold candles as they enter, and boats pass by in the neighborhood. If there is land, only bamboo can be planted, and if there is no home, geese cannot be raised.
The spring light is shining on the city wall, and the ears are full of Sheng songs. Yangzhou's Three Poems by Du Mu (1) Emperor Yang's Leitang soil hides an old building.
Whose family sings water tunes, and the bright moon fills Yangzhou. A fine horse is better off at leisure, but a rich man likes to travel in secret.
Xuantian is a drunk young man with half-undressed purple velvet fur. (2) The autumn wind blows through the firefly garden, and the spring grass cockfighting platform.
The golden network carries the sculpture, and the luan ring picks up the green. Sichuan ships are red and heavy with brocade, and they sink into piles as they cross the water.
Everywhere is gorgeous, but King Huai returns. (3) Thousands of willows hang down the street, and the clouds reflect the double city.
The sky is beautiful and the wind and singing are clear. The slender waist has long sleeves and jade pendants with intricate tassels.
The axis is sincere and strong, and the luxury is indescribable. Since it is a crime of debauchery, why not be the imperial capital?
Reminiscing about Du Mu's downfall and his wine shop, his waist is slender and his palms are light. After ten years, I dreamed of Yangzhou and won the reputation of a brothel.
When I passed through Weizhuang in Yangzhou, people did not know about war, and brothels everywhere sang every night. There is always spring in the flower cave, and the moon is bright and there is a lot of wind on my clothes.
After King Huai left, there were no chickens or dogs. Emperor Yang returned to bury Qiluo. Twenty-four bridges are empty and silent, and the green poplars destroy the old river.
Guangling Cold Food Night Li Zhong Guangling Cold Food Night is a great time for luxury. After the Zimo people returned, the moon rose over the red building.
Qiluo spring has not yet rested, and the rhyme of silk and bamboo is still late. I'll go on an outing tomorrow, but I'll lose because of his frivolous nature.
Yangzhou Chen Xiumin’s Qionghua View is filled with incomparable flowers, and the moon above the Mingyue Tower is full of light. There are banquets held from time to time in Hua Province, and officials arrange to send official sheep to them every day.
The cold dew on the silver bed invades the singing fan, and the gentle wind blows on the dancing clothes. Zhemo Huainan has a heavy supply, but everyone still talks about Wei Yang when meeting people.
Wei Yang nostalgic for the past. Zeng Guangling City was prosperous in the past, and Emperor Yang visited Zixia in his palace. There are still songs in Yushu, but Jinfan has no home when he returns.
Fragrant grass is everywhere on the terrace, and flowers fall off every year due to wind and rain. The most sentimental Biandi willows still carry crows when spring comes.
The famous capital of Yangzhou, Chen Zilong, and the Huaihai Sea can be seen far away, and the south of the Yangtze River is hidden across the Southern Dynasties. The green hills half reflect the Guazhou trees, and the fragrant grass connects diagonally to the Yangtze Bridge.
The towers of Sui Yuan are covered with mist at dawn, and the moonlight in Wu Palace brings the spring tide. The Bianhe River is full of newly planted willows, and the hatred of the east wind still lingers.
Where can I find the ancient Honggu tomb in Guangling? I still remember the joy of traveling to the east. There are crowds of people at the head of the Twenty-Four Bridge, and there are long chants at the foot of the Three Thousand Palace.
The flying firefly disappeared and flew to Suiyuan, but Du Yu was still called Shugang. The prosperous Jiangdu has the same dream, and the poplar flowers are like snow at night.
Weiyang Bamboo Branch Poems by Huang Shen (1) The sound of the flute blows through the moon, and the singing song of envy is more red than red. There is no one in the water pavilion, the ice is cold, and the mandarin ducks go deep into the lotus root wind.
(2) In my life, I only love living in Yangzhou, where the poplars hanging on the bank are filled with spring air. Dress up for leisure by picking flowers from the garden, and wear a red dress reflecting the green water by the pool.
(3) The music and songs in the courtyard usher in late spring, and the leaves are as red as brocade and grass. The painting boat flies over the fragrance of clothes, and how much scenery belongs to the drinker.
(4) Painted eaves call for the warmth of spring to call out the doves, and the pear blossoms will be harvested after dawn. Leisurely leaning on the mirror and facing the water, I plan to learn from Suzhou.
Yangzhou (Two of the Four) Zheng Xie (1) Painting boat rides the spring dawn smoke, and the city is full of silk tubes and elm money. The adopted daughter of a thousand families teaches music first, and planting flowers ten miles away counts as farming.
The Sui embankment is not wet after the rain, and the wind blows the red sleeves to the point of ascending to immortality. The poet has been injured for a long time and his hair is white. The wine is warm, fragrant and quiet.
(2) The grassy path beside the 24th Bridge is barren, and a new small port, Tooleitang, has been opened. The painting building is faintly hazy in the distance, the iron plates are clanking and the trees are cool.
How can words be passed down to the prefect? ??His romance does not hinder the Sui Emperor. There is no limit to judging the past feelings based on the present. I am willing to take advantage of the east wind to be a little crazy.
The second group is the famous places that still exist today. Luo Yin enters Guodeng Bridge and exits Guo Ship, and the red building rises and falls every year. The king could not bear to settle Chen's business in exchange for a few acres of land in Leitang.
Leitang, Chengmeng and Xingdi were in the northern part of the country for many years, and the Sui Dynasty was complete. If you practice frugality, you will be prosperous, and you will only hate to have children who are not as virtuous.
In the early years, Ping Chen blamed the later master, and in the late years of desolation, he stayed with him. How can Jiangdu be the same as in a dream? The expedition to Liao said it was accidental.
Three thousand palace children are all dressed in pink and white, and their teeth and brocade cables are led along the embankment. The feast in the lost building is not over yet, the grass in Leipi is empty and green.
The Sui family has the wisdom and ingenuity of the country, but God’s will does not wish to disappoint it for a long time. The mad soul emerged from the confusion, and the British leader came from Tang Li Yuan.
The spring breeze blows the willow threads, and the fireflies dance in the autumn night. A jade box is gone, and the old nursery is blooming.
Zhuyu Bay Qian Yunzhi The rain cleared at the head of Zhuyu Bay, and the fields in the north of Guangling City were plowed. When the boat leaves the harbor, the white clothes are wet, and the windows of the tall buildings are wide open.
The grass is thin and the sky is far away, and the water is clear beside the boat. Visitors come and talk about old times in vain, and cicadas sing suddenly on the shore.
Fortunately, Tianning Temple Aixinjueluo. The birds are singing in the trees, and the clouds are thundering.
The morning bell catches the leopard's tail, and the monk's house steps on the fragrance. I feel more pure and appreciative, and my heart is full of smiles.
In the preface, there is a clear stream for ten miles, with clumps of bamboo hanging into the sky. Warmth reminds me of early plum blossoms, water falls and grass marks invade.
In customs, fish is the industry, and bamboo shoots are grown in the garden. People love simplicity and never tire of visiting it.
Sent to Du Mu, Judge Han Chuo of Yangzhou. The green mountains are faintly covered by water, and the grass and trees in the south of the Yangtze River are withered at the end of autumn. Twenty-Four Bridges On a moonlit night, where can a beautiful lady teach me how to play the flute? The twenty-four bridges were moved to Xieyang Ancient Road to connect with the wheel hoof, and the bright moon Fushu belongs to the west of Liuzhou.
The footbridge on the bridge is in the water, and the fallen flowers are still complaining about the fragrant mud. I met Liu Yuan's father in Pingshan Hall and sent it to Ouyang Xiudu. The prosperity of the Governor's Mansion has been declining for a long time, and it is still in shape today.
6. What are the poems that describe "Yangzhou" or praise "Yangzhou"
1. The old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks descended on Yangzhou in March. ——Li Bai's "Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling"
2. The twenty-four bridges are empty and silent, and the green poplars destroy the old Guanhe River. ——Wei Zhuang's "Crossing Yangzhou"
3. The river crosses the vast misty waves in the evening, and the tide passes through Jinling and leaves fall in autumn. ——Li Shen's "Stay in Yangzhou"
4. The world is divided into three parts bright moonlit night, and two parts is Yangzhou. ——Xu Ning's "Remembering Yangzhou"
5. The moon is divided into two halves with the sound of a flute, and half belongs to the 24th Bridge of Yangzhou. ——Liu Tao's "Yangzhou Bamboo Branch Poetry"
6. The silver platform in Cuiguan is as dense as clouds, and the falling flowers and flowing water are falling one after another. —— Han Rihua's "Untitled"
7. Two parts of smoke and one part of water are people, and the four seasons of spring at the end of the twenty-fourth bridge. ——Wei Yuan's "Yangzhou Painted Boat Song"
8. The song of Zhuxi is playing in Pingwu. There is a moon beside the twenty-four bridge. ——Gu Sitong's "A poem on the Red Bridge"
9. The water of Han flows ruthlessly day and night, and the palace of the Sui family has been through the autumn, and the prosperity is still like that of ancient Yangzhou. ——Ding Wei's "Huansha Creek"
10. Yangzhou is the best, with red bridges and green poplars. ——Song Xun's "Red Bridge"
11. There are twenty-four bridges around, and the people in the sixteen courtyards are no longer there. The Sui Emperor's feet will be cold if he does not come to the palace, and I will be drunk in Quchi and forget to return. ——Hao Bi's "Guangling Bamboo Branch Poems"
12. Yangzhou is good, and Xiaojinshan is included in the painting. ——Xing'an layman "Looking to the South"
13. On the moonlit night of the Twenty-Four Bridge, where can the beauty teach you how to play the flute? ——Du Mu's "Send to Judge Han Chuo of Yangzhou"
14. The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. ——Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower Sends Meng Haoran to Guangling"
15. Shang Hu bid farewell to Yangzhou and recalled the old post building in Xiling. ——Du Fu's "Twelve Poems to Relieve Boredom"
7. Ancient poems praising Yangzhou
Recalling Yangzhou
Xu Ning
Xiao Niang's face It's hard to shed tears, but it's easy to know how long the peach leaf eyebrows are.
The world is divided into three parts on a bright moonlit night and two parts in Yangzhou.
Weiyang Bamboo Branch Poems
Huang Shen
I only love living in Yangzhou, where the poplars hang down the bank and smell the spring air.
Dress up with the flowers you pick from the garden, and wear a red dress reflecting the green water by the pool.
Yangzhou
Chen Xiumin
The flowers in the Qionghua View are incomparable, and the moon above the Mingyue Tower shines brightly.
In Hua Province, banquets are held from time to time, and officials arrange to send official sheep to them every day.
The cold dew on the silver bed invades the singing fan, and the gentle wind blows on the dancing clothes.
Zemo Huainan is in heavy supply, but everyone still talks about Wei Yang.