1. Good poems about Jiangnan
Good poems about Jiangnan 1. Good poems describing Jiangnan
Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me.
When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? The second is the memory of the south of the Yangtze River, and the most memorable is Hangzhou; looking for osmanthus seeds in the middle of the moon in the mountain temple, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion.
Will we visit again someday! The third is the memory of the south of the Yangtze River, and the second is the memory of the Wu Palace; a cup of Wu wine with spring bamboo leaves, and the Wu children dancing together to get drunk with hibiscus. See you again sooner or later! ——Bai Juyi's "Three Poems on Recalling Jiangnan" Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, but tourists only like Jiangnan.
The spring water is as green as the sky, and the boat is painted and sleeping while listening to the rain. The people by the side look like the moon, and their bright wrists are covered with frost and snow.
Don’t return to your hometown when you are still young. Returning to your hometown requires breaking your heart. ——Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man" Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves.
——"Jiangnan" An unknown person in the Han Dynasty looked at the Yangtze River in the Southern Song Dynasty. Su Dongpo was not old in spring, and the willow trees were slanting in the gentle wind. Try to look up from the transcendent stage, half a ditch of spring water and a city full of flowers, mist and rain darkening thousands of houses. "Looking at the Ocean Tide" 》Liu Yong is a beautiful place in the southeast. It is the city of Sanwu. Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Smoked willow painted bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, there are hundreds of thousands of homes. Cloud trees surround the embankment and sand, raging waves roll up frost and snow, and the sky is boundless. The city is lined with pearls, and the households are full. Luo Qi, competing for luxury and luxury. The lakes are stacked with Qingjia. There are osmanthus seeds in three autumns and lotus flowers for ten miles. Qiang pipes clear the sky, and the water chestnut songs fill the night. They are fishing for old lotus babies. Thousands of horses have high teeth, and they are drunk listening to flutes and drums. Appreciate the haze. There will be beautiful scenery in the future. Go back to Fengchi to praise it. "Spring Tour to Qiantang Lake" [Tang Dynasty] Bai Juyi North of Gushan Temple and west of Mao Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low. Several early orioles are vying for warmth in the trees. Who is new? Swallows peck at spring mud? The wild flowers gradually fascinate the human eye, and only the shallow grass has no horse hooves. My favorite lake is not enough eastward, and the white sand embankment in the green poplar sun. "Drinking on the Lake at the First Sunny and Later Rain" [Song] Su Shi's eyes are good only when the water is shining, and the mountains are empty and covered with rain. It's also strange. If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always suitable to put on light makeup and heavy makeup. ..
2. Poems describing the beauty of Jiangnan
Jiangnan is wonderful, and the scenery is familiar to me.
When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?
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When I recall the south of the Yangtze River, I recall Hangzhou the most; searching for osmanthus seeds in the middle of the moon in the mountain temple, watching the tide from the pillow in the county pavilion. When will we visit again!
The third one
Reminiscing about the south of the Yangtze River, and the second one reminiscing about Wu Palace; a glass of Wu wine with spring bamboo leaves, Wu girls dancing with drunken hibiscus. See you again sooner or later! ——Bai Juyi's "Three Poems on Recalling Jiangnan"
Everyone says Jiangnan is good, but tourists only like Jiangnan. The spring water is as green as the sky, and the boat is painted and sleeping while listening to the rain.
The people on the side are like the moon, and their bright wrists are covered with frost and snow. Don't return to your hometown before you are old. Returning to your hometown requires breaking your heart. ——Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man"
Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves. ——"Jiangnan" Han Dynasty Anonymous
Looking at the Jiangnan Su Dongpo of the Southern Song Dynasty
The spring is not old, the wind is soft and the willows are slanting. Try to look up from the transcendent platform, half a trench of spring water and a city of flowers, Thousands of homes are hidden in mist and rain.
"Looking at the Tide" by Liu Yong
The southeast is beautiful, the three Wu metropolises, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times.
The smoke willow painted bridge, the wind curtain is green Behind the curtain, there are hundreds of thousands of homes.
Clouds and trees surround the embankment and sand, raging waves roll up frost and snow, and the sky is boundless.
The city is lined with pearls, and the households are full of Luoqi, competing for luxury.
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The Qingjia Lakes overlap with each other, and there are osmanthus seeds in three autumns and lotus flowers ten miles away.
The Qiang pipes clear the sky, the watermelon songs fill the night, and the old lotus girls are fishing happily.
Thousands of horsemen with high teeth, riding drunk, listening to flutes and drums, chanting and admiring the haze.
The future will bring beautiful scenery, so go back to Fengchi to praise it.
"Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake" [Tang Dynasty ] Bai Juyi
To the west of Gushan Temple's North Mao Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.
In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, but whose new swallows peck at the spring mud?
The wild flowers are gradually blinding the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.
My favorite lake is not enough eastward, with green poplars and white sand embankment.
"Drinking on the Lake in the First Day" "After Clear Rain" [Song Dynasty] Su Shi
The light in the water is good for the eyes, and the color of the mountains in the sky and rain is also strange.
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always appropriate to put on light makeup and heavy makeup.
3. The more ancient poems describing the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan, the better
Recalling the Tang Dynasty in Jiangnan, Liu Yu and Xichun are gone! Thank you, people from Los Angeles.
The weak willow tree lifts its sleeves from the wind, and the orchids are covered with dew, as if they were stained with towels, and even sitting alone is full of tears. Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Su Dongpo of the Song Dynasty The spring is still young, the wind is blowing softly and the willows are slanting.
Try to stand on the transcendent stage and watch, half a trench full of spring water and a city full of flowers, thousands of homes covered with mist and rain. Recalling Jiangnan by Wen Tingyun of the Tang Dynasty There are countless hatreds, and the utmost hatred is at the end of the world.
The mountains and the moon don’t know what’s going on in their hearts, the water and wind are empty, and the flowers in front of them are falling, and the blue clouds are swaying. After washing up, I leaned alone on Wangjiang Tower.
Thousands of sails are not the same. The slanting light and the flowing water are long, and the heart is broken by Bai Pingzhou! Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Li Yu of the Tang Dynasty. The dream is far away, and the southern country is in full bloom. There are orchestral music playing on the boat on the river, and light dust is flying all over the city.
Busy killing the gardeners! Idle dreams are far away, it is autumn in the southern country. Thousands of miles of cold mountains and rivers are far away, and a lonely boat is parked deep in the reed flowers.
The flute is in Yueming Tower. Dream of Jiangnan, Qing Dynasty·Qu Dajun Sad about falling leaves, the time when leaves fall and never return.
Even if the tree is full of flowers when you return, the new branches are not the old ones.
And the flow of water is delayed.
Recalling Jiangnan, Tang Dynasty, Huangfu Pine, the orchid embers are falling, and the dark red bananas are on the screen. Leisurely dreaming about the plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the night boats playing flutes and the rustling rain, and people talking about the bridge by the post.
Looking to the South of the Yangtze River in Double Tune, Longevity and Autumn Waters, Liu Chenweng, Song Dynasty, Qi Meiju, A Story of Purple Clouds Serving with Colors. The island of nine dynasties in the sky is slowly rising, and the person in front of you is smiling.
People sing their own lyrics. The chrysanthemums under the fence are drunk.
The flowers and water beg you for thirty dendrobiums, and the autumn wind remembers my poem. When keeping the evening fragrance.
Jiangnan Hao/Reminiscences of Jiangnan Song Dynasty·Zhao Shixia The sky is surrounded by water, and the water is far away and connected with the sky. The sky is clear and horizontal, the cold moon is shining, and the water, light and moonlight are both.
The moon reflects the sky in the water. People and scenery, people and scenery are difficult to complete in ancient times.
When the scenery is good, the heart feels happy, and when the heart is far away and happy, the scenery should be beautiful. Stop talking to the common people.
Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Zhou Bangyan of the Song Dynasty. The wandering prostitutes dispersed and walked back to the embankment alone. The fragrant grass carries the smoke and the water meanders, and the dense clouds hold the rain in the dark west of the city.
Jiu Mo is not stained with mud. Under the peaches and plums, the Spring Festival Gala has not yet become a trail.
Seeing flowers outside the wall, looking for the way around, horses passing by in the shade of willows and orioles singing. Everywhere is miserable.
Jiangnan Liu Song·Zhang Xian Sui The embankment is far away, the waves are sharp and the road dust is light. Today and in ancient times, there are many farewells on the Willow Bridge. Seeing people parting also makes me sad, not to mention caring about oneself? After the slanting light, the new moon rises over the West City.
I lean on the towers high in the city. I wish my body could be like a moon pavilion, accompanying you for thousands of miles. Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Zhu Dunru of the Song Dynasty The sun shines forever, and the moon invades the bed at first night.
The dew lies beside a clump of lotus leaves, the hibiscus is fragrant and the water is cool. On the pillow is a fairyland.
Knowing the South of the Yangtze River (1) The water is beautiful, the mountains are clear, the eyebrows are long, I come back and lean against the small pavilion window. The spring breeze does not understand the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and smiles at the rain lane looking for tourists to taste.
(2) I heard that Jiangnan is a wine country, and pedestrians on the road feel heartbroken. Who knows that there is no drunkenness in the south of the Yangtze River, and the spring breeze is full of fragrance.
Miscellaneous Songs and Songs ~ Recalling Jiangnan by Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue.
Can’t forget Jiangnan. When I recall Jiangnan, I remember Hangzhou the most.
Looking for osmanthus seeds in the moonlight in the mountain temple, watching the tide from the pillow in the county pavilion. When will we visit again?
Reminiscing about Jiangnan, followed by recalling Wu Palace. A cup of Wu wine with spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dances with drunken hibiscus.
We will meet again sooner or later. Xianghe Song Ci.
Returning from collecting lotus by Wang Bo Returning from collecting lotus, dressed in green water and hibiscus, the autumn wind stirs the waves and geese fly. The osmanthus and orchids are under the Changpu, and the jade wrists in the skirts are swaying lightly.
The Yeyu flower pool is extremely flat, and the river is full of lovesickness. Lovesickness is painful, and good times cannot last.
The soldiers outside the Great Wall have not yet returned, and it is already dusk picking lotus flowers in the south of the Yangtze River. It's dusk now, I'm picking lotus flowers, now the canal will be full of houses.
Picking mulberry leaves in the south of the official road is like picking lotus flowers on the river. The lotus is a lotus, and its flowers and leaves do not overlap.
Ye Cui has a shy eyebrow, but the blush is as strong as her cheeks. The beauty is not here to look forward to it, and I look forward to the time of separation.
Pinch the flower with pity on its pedicle, break the lotus root and love the silk. Where is the old love, the new thing is just a flower.
I don’t hesitate to pay tribute to Nanjin, but I am ashamed of Beihai Yan’s late writing. There are festivals in lotus-picking songs, and the lotus-picking night is endless.
It is the time when the wind is rising on the mighty river, and it is also the time when the moon is rising over the wandering river. We met at night in Lianpu, Wu Ji Yue's daughter He Fengrong.
***Ask the Hanjiang River thousands of miles away, how heavy the mountain is to invite visitors. Spring Dream Cen Shen The spring breeze blew up in the bridal chamber last night, and the old friend was still separated by the Xiangjiang River.
In a spring dream on my pillow, I traveled thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River. Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Su Dongpo of the Song Dynasty The spring is still young, the wind is blowing softly and the willow trees are slanting.
Try to watch it from the transcendental stage. Half a trench is full of spring water and a whole city is filled with flowers. Thousands of homes are covered with mist and rain. Dream of Jiangnan, Qing Dynasty·Qu Dajun Sad leaves fall, the time when the leaves will never return.
Even if the tree is full of flowers when you return, the new branches are not the old branches. And the flow of water is delayed.
Sending people on a tour to Wu, Tang Dynasty, Du Xunhe. When I see you in Gusu, everyone is lying on the river. The ancient palace has little free space and many water lanes and small bridges.
The night market sells lotus root, and the spring boat carries Qiluo. I know from afar that the moon is still sleeping, similar to the fisherman's song.
Jiangnan Lane Li He The green mist in the river rises in cool waves, and the sky is moist and red. Old bamboo grows in the water and wind, and the clouds grow like a sail in Zhuming.
Thousands of perch heads and a hundred dendrobiums of wine lie in the green of Nanshan Mountain. Wu Xiyue chanted the unfinished song, and the river was covered with cold jade.
Titled Juehai Temple by Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty, the smoke from the furnace is thick and the water sinks into the rhinoceros, and the wood surrounds the Zen bed and the bamboo surrounds the stream. When I have time off, the cicadas miss the tall willows, and the setting sun is in the west under the shade of bamboo.
Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Li Yu of the Tang Dynasty. The leisurely dream is far away, and the southern country is in full bloom. There are orchestral music playing on the boat and across the river, and light dust is flying all over the city.
Busy killing the gardeners! Idle dreams are far away, it is autumn in the southern country. Thousands of miles of cold mountains and rivers are far away, and a lonely boat is parked deep in the reed flowers.
The flute is in Yueming Tower. Jiangnan Liu Song·Zhang Xian Sui The dike is far away, the waves are fast and the road dust is light.
Today and in ancient times, there are many farewells in Liuqiao. Seeing people parting also makes you sad, not to mention caring about yourself? After the slanting light, the new moon rises over the West City. I lean on the towers high in the city and hope that my body can be like a moon pavilion and accompany you thousands of miles.
Looking to the South of the Yangtze River, Song Dynasty·Dai Fuzhu, there is something unfinished, and it is a continuation of the four songs. There are thousands of scrolls hidden in the three rooms of the knotted house, and a single stroke of a brush can amount to a thousand pieces of gold.
There are friends all over the world. Just outside the door is Huyin.
Walking along the Wanliu embankment and having fun, singing when drunk on Baihua Island. Live up to your lifelong ambition.
Jiangnan Han Author: Han Dynasty Anonymous Genre: Yuefu Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves. Among the fish-lily leaves, the fish-lily leaves are to the east, the fish-lily leaves are to the west, the fish-lily leaves are to the south, and the fish-lily leaves are to the north.
A gift to Fan Ye Era: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: Lu Kai Fold flowers and send them to the people of Longtou. There is nothing in the south of the Yangtze River, just send a spring branch.
Bodhisattva Barbarian Era: Tang Author: Wei Zhuang Genre: Ci Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, but tourists only like Jiangnan. The spring water is as green as the sky, and the boat is painted and sleeping while listening to the rain.
The people on the side are like the moon, and their bright wrists are covered with frost and snow. Don't return to your hometown before you are old. Returning to your hometown requires breaking your heart.
Treading Lyrics Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Liu Yuxi Genre: Yuefu At dusk, I hear bamboo branches in the south of the Yangtze River, and people in the south are happy and people in the north are sad. Ever since I sang a new song in the snow, until the three spring flowers have faded.
Ancient Farewell Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Wei Zhuang The clear smoke and willows in the desert are half full of love and wine. Even more, the jade whip is pointed to the outside, and the heart-breaking spring scenery is in the south of the Yangtze River.
Jiangnan Poetry: There are many orange trees in the homes of Jiangnan, and white silk is woven on Wu Ji’s boat. The land is humid and teeming with insects and snakes, and even trees are used as signs to live in the river.
Jiangcun became a city after a long day, and the sails were dropped to cross the bridge to Pu.
4. The more ancient poems that describe the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan, the better
Recalling Jiangnan by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty Spring is gone! Thank you, people from Los Angeles.
The weak willow tree lifts its sleeves from the wind, and the orchids are covered with dew, as if they were stained with towels, and even sitting alone is full of tears. Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Su Dongpo of the Song Dynasty The spring is still young, the wind is blowing softly and the willows are slanting.
Try to stand on the transcendent stage and watch, half a trench full of spring water and a whole city full of flowers, thousands of homes covered with mist and rain. Recalling Jiangnan by Wen Tingyun of the Tang Dynasty There are countless hatreds, and the utmost hatred is at the end of the world.
The mountains and the moon don’t know what’s going on in their hearts, the water and wind are empty, and the flowers in front of them are falling, and the blue clouds are swaying. After washing up, I leaned alone on Wangjiang Tower.
Thousands of sails are not the same. The slanting light and the flowing water are long, and the heart is broken by Bai Pingzhou! Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Li Yu of the Tang Dynasty. The dream is far away, and the southern country is in full bloom. There are orchestral music playing on the boat on the river, and light dust is flying all over the city.
Busy killing the gardeners! Idle dreams are far away, it is the clear autumn in the southern country. Thousands of miles of cold mountains and rivers are far away, and a lonely boat is parked deep in the reed flowers.
The flute is in Yueming Tower. Dream of Jiangnan, Qing Dynasty·Qu Dajun Sad about falling leaves, the time when leaves fall and never return.
Even if the tree is full of flowers when you return, the new branches are not the old ones. And the flow of water is delayed.
Reminiscing about Jiangnan in Tang Dynasty, Huangfu's pines and orchids fell, and dark red bananas appeared on the screen. Leisurely dreaming about the plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the night boats playing flutes and the rustling rain, and people talking about the bridge by the post.
Looking to the South of the Yangtze River in Double Tune, Longevity and Autumn Waters, Liu Chenweng of the Song Dynasty raised his eyebrows together, and the story of the colorful servant Zixia. The island of nine dynasties in the sky is slowly rising, and the person in front of you is smiling.
People sing their own lyrics. The chrysanthemums under the fence are drunk.
The flowers and water beg you for thirty dendrobiums, and the autumn wind remembers my poem. When keeping the evening fragrance.
Jiangnan Hao/Reminiscences of Jiangnan Song Dynasty·Zhao Shixia The sky is surrounded by water, and the water is far away and connected with the sky. The sky is clear and horizontal, the cold moon is shining, and the water, light and moonlight are both.
The moon reflects the sky in the water. People and scenery, people and scenery are difficult to complete in ancient times.
When the scenery is good, the heart feels happy, and when the heart is far away and happy, the scenery should be beautiful. Stop talking to the common people.
Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Zhou Bangyan of the Song Dynasty. The wandering prostitutes dispersed and walked back to the embankment alone. The fragrant grass carries the smoke and the water meanders, and the dense clouds hold the rain in the dark west of the city.
Jiu Mo is not stained with mud. Under the peaches and plums, the Spring Festival Gala has not yet become a trail.
Seeing flowers outside the wall, looking for the way around, horses passing by in the shade of willows and orioles singing. Everywhere is miserable.
Jiangnan Liu Song·Zhang Xian Sui The embankment is far away, the waves are sharp and the road dust is light. Today and in ancient times, there are many farewells on the Willow Bridge. Seeing people parting also makes me sad, not to mention caring about oneself? After the slanting light, the new moon rises over the West City.
I lean on the towers high in the city. I wish my body could be like a moon pavilion, accompanying you for thousands of miles. Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Zhu Dunru of the Song Dynasty The sun shines forever, and the moon invades the bed at first night.
The dew lies beside a clump of lotus leaves, the hibiscus is fragrant and the water is cool. On the pillow is a fairyland.
Knowing the South of the Yangtze River (1) The water is beautiful, the mountains are clear, the eyebrows are long, I come back and lean against the small pavilion window. The spring breeze does not understand the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and smiles at the rain lane looking for tourists to taste.
(2) I heard that Jiangnan is a wine country, and pedestrians on the road feel heartbroken. Who knows that there is no drunkenness in the south of the Yangtze River, and the spring breeze is full of fragrance.
Miscellaneous Songs and Songs ~ Recalling Jiangnan by Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue.
Can’t forget Jiangnan. When I recall Jiangnan, I remember Hangzhou the most.
Looking for osmanthus seeds in the moonlight in the mountain temple, watching the tide from the pillow in the county pavilion. When will we visit again?
Reminiscing about Jiangnan, followed by recalling Wu Palace. A cup of Wu wine with spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dances with drunken hibiscus.
We will meet again sooner or later. Xianghe Song Ci.
Returning from collecting lotus by Wang Bo Returning from collecting lotus, dressed in green water and hibiscus, the autumn wind stirs the waves and geese fly. The osmanthus and orchids are under the Changpu, and the jade wrists in the skirts are swaying lightly.
The Yeyu flower pool is extremely flat, and the river is full of lovesickness. Lovesickness is painful, and good times cannot last.
The soldiers outside the Great Wall have not yet returned, and it is already dusk picking lotus flowers in the south of the Yangtze River. It's dusk now, I'm picking lotus flowers, now the canal will be full of houses.
Picking mulberry leaves in the south of the official road is like picking lotus flowers on the river. The lotus is a lotus, and its flowers and leaves do not overlap.
Ye Cui has a shy eyebrow, but the blush is as strong as her cheeks. The beauty is not here to look forward to it, and I look forward to the time of separation.
Pinch the flower with pity on its pedicle, break the lotus root and love the silk. Where is the old love, the new thing is just a flower.
I don’t hesitate to pay tribute to Nanjin, but I am ashamed of Beihai Yan’s late writing. There are festivals to the lotus-picking songs, and the lotus-picking night is endless.
It is the time when the wind is rising on the mighty river, and it is also the time when the moon is rising over the wandering river. We met at night in Lianpu, Wu Ji Yue's daughter He Fengrong.
***Ask the Hanjiang River thousands of miles away, how heavy the mountain is to attract visitors. Spring Dream Cen Shen The spring breeze blew up in the bridal chamber last night, and my old friend was still separated by the Xiangjiang River.
In a spring dream on my pillow, I traveled thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River. Looking to the South of the Yangtze River Su Dongpo of the Song Dynasty is still young in spring, and the willows are slanting in the gentle wind.
Try to watch it from the transcendental stage. Half a trench is full of spring water and a whole city is filled with flowers. Thousands of homes are covered with mist and rain. Dream of Jiangnan, Qing Dynasty·Qu Dajun Sad leaves fall, the time when the leaves will never return.
Even if the tree is full of flowers when you return, the new branches are not the old branches. And the flow of water is delayed.
Sending people off for a trip to Wu. Du Xunhe, Lord of the Tang Dynasty, came to Gusu to meet them, and they all rested on the river. The ancient palace has little free space and many water lanes and small bridges.
The night market sells lotus root, and the spring boat carries Qiluo. I know from afar that the moon is still sleeping, similar to the fisherman's song.
Jiangnan Lane Li He The green mist in the river rises in cool waves, and the sky is moist and red. Old bamboo grows in the water and wind, and the clouds grow like a sail in Zhuming.
Thousands of perch heads and a hundred dendrobiums of wine lie in the green of Nanshan Mountain. Wu Xiyue chanted the unfinished song, and the river was covered with cold jade.
Titled Juehai Temple by Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty, the smoke from the furnace is thick and the water sinks into the rhinoceros, and the wood surrounds the Zen bed and the bamboo surrounds the stream. When I have time off, the cicadas miss the tall willows, and the setting sun is in the west under the shade of bamboo.
Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Li Yu of the Tang Dynasty. The leisurely dream is far away, and the southern country is in full bloom. There are orchestral music on the boat and across the river, and light dust is flying all over the city.
Busy killing the gardeners! Idle dreams are far away, it is autumn in the southern country. Thousands of miles of cold mountains and rivers are far away, and a lonely boat is parked deep in the reed flowers.
The flute is in Yueming Tower. Jiangnan Liu Song·Zhang Xian Sui The dike is far away, the waves are fast and the road dust is light.
Today and in ancient times, there are many farewells in Liuqiao. Seeing people parting also makes you sad, not to mention caring about yourself? After the slanting light, the new moon rises over the West City. I lean on the towers high in the city and hope that my body can be like a moon pavilion and accompany you thousands of miles away.
Looking to the South of the Yangtze River, Song Dynasty·Dai Fuzhu, there is something unfinished, and it is a continuation of the four songs. There are thousands of scrolls hidden in the three rooms of the knotted house, and a single stroke of a brush can amount to a thousand pieces of gold.
There are friends all over the world. Just outside the door is Huyin.
Walking along Wanliu Embankment and having fun, chanting when drunk on Baihua Island. Live up to your lifelong ambition.
Jiangnan Han Author: Han Dynasty Anonymous Genre: Yuefu Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves. Between the fish and lotus leaves, the fish and lotus leaves are to the east, the fish and lotus leaves are to the west, the fish and lotus leaves are to the south, and the fish and lotus leaves are to the north.
A gift to Fan Ye Era: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: Lu Kai Folding flowers to send to Longtou people. There is nothing in the south of the Yangtze River, just send a spring branch.
Bodhisattva Man Era: Tang Author: Wei Zhuang Genre: Ci Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, but tourists only like Jiangnan. The spring water is as green as the sky, and the boat is painted and sleeping while listening to the rain.
The people on the side are like the moon, and their bright wrists are covered with frost and snow. Don't return to your hometown before you are old. Returning to your hometown requires breaking your heart.
Treading Lyrics Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Liu Yuxi Genre: Yuefu At dusk, I hear bamboo branches in the south of the Yangtze River, and people in the south are happy and people in the north are sad. Ever since I sang a new song in the snow, until the three spring flowers have faded.
Ancient Farewell Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Wei Zhuang The clear smoke and willow trees in the desert are half full of love and wine. Even more, the jade whip is pointed to the outside, and the heart-breaking spring scenery is in the south of the Yangtze River.
Jiangnan Poetry: There are many orange trees in the homes of Jiangnan, and white silk is woven on Wu Ji’s boat. The land is humid and infested with insects and snakes, and even trees are used as signs to enter the river to live.
Jiangcun Hai has long been a city, and the sails have fallen across the bridge to Puli.
5. Poems about the good scenery in Jiangnan
Recalling Jiangnan·Jiangnan is good in the Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to him.
When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? Jiangnan Spring and Tang Dynasty: Du Mu's orioles are singing thousands of miles away, reflecting the green and red, and the wine and flags are blowing in the mountains and rivers of water villages.
There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and many towers are in the mist. Three poems recalling Jiangnan from the Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to him.
When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? When I recall Jiangnan, I remember Hangzhou the most.
Looking for osmanthus seeds in the middle of the moon in the mountain temple, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will we visit again! Reminiscing about Jiangnan, followed by recalling Wu Palace.
A glass of Wu wine and spring bamboo leaves, Wu and her two dances are drunk with hibiscus. See you again sooner or later! Jiangnan and Han Dynasty: Anonymous Jiangnan can collect lotus, there are lotus leaves in the fields, and fish play among the lotus leaves.
The lotus leaves are to the east, the lotus leaves are to the west, the lotus leaves are to the south, and the lotus leaves are to the north.
6. Poems containing Jiangnan
1. Jiangnan is good, Bai Juyi - Tang Dynasty
Jiangnan is good, the scenery is familiar to me before; when the sun rises, the river flowers are redder than the fire, and spring is coming The river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?
2. Reminiscing about Jiangnan Huangfu Song - Tang Dynasty
The orchids are falling, and the dark red bananas are on the screen. Leisurely dreaming of the ripe plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the sound of the flute on the boat at night, and the rustle of the rain, and people talking about the bridge by the post
3. Reminiscing about the south of the Yangtze River by Liu Yuxi - Tang Dynasty
Spring is gone! Thank you, people from Los Angeles. The weak willows lift their sleeves from the wind, and the orchids are covered with dew as if they were stained with towels. Sitting alone is also full of tears
4. Looking at Su Dongpo in the south of the Yangtze River - Song Dynasty
The spring is not old, the wind is gentle and the willows are slanting incline.
Try to watch it on the transcendent stage, half a ditch of spring water, a city full of flowers, mist and rain darkening thousands of homes
5. Looking south of the Yangtze River in double tunes, Longevity and Autumn Waters, Liu Chenweng - Song Dynasty
The eyebrows are raised together, and the story of the purple clouds is served with color. The island of nine dynasties in the sky is slowly rising, and the person in front of you is smiling. People sing their own lyrics
The chrysanthemums under the fence are drunk. The flowers and water beg you for thirty dendrobiums, and the autumn wind remembers me a couplet of poems. When I keep the evening fragrance
6. Jiangnan is good, recalling Jiangnan by Zhao Shixia - Song Dynasty
The sky is connected to the water, and the water is far away from the sky. The sky is pure and horizontal, the cold moon is shining, and the water, light and moonlight are both. The moon reflects the sky in the water
People and scenery, people and scenery are difficult to combine in ancient times. When the scenery is good, the heart feels happy, and when the heart is far away and happy, the scenery should be beautiful. Don't talk to the common people
7. Looking south of the Yangtze River Zhou Bangyan - Song Dynasty
The wandering prostitutes dispersed and walked back to the embankment alone. The fragrant grass is filled with smoke and the water is singing, and the dense clouds are holding the rain in the dark west of the city. Jiumo is not stained with mud
Under the peaches and plums, the Spring Festival Gala has not become a trail. Outside the wall, you can see flowers looking for the way around, and horses are passing by in the willow shades, and orioles are singing. Everywhere is miserable
8. Reminiscing about the South of the Yangtze River by Wen Tingyun - Tang Dynasty
There is so much hatred, even at the end of the world. The mountains and moons don't know what's going on in their hearts, the flowers in front of their eyes are falling in the water and wind, and the green clouds are swaying.
After washing up, I leaned alone on Wangjiang Tower. All the thousands of sails that have passed are not the same, the slanting light is flowing and the water is long, the heart is broken by Bai Pingzhou
9. Looking to the south of the Yangtze River Li Yu - Tang Dynasty?
The leisurely dream is far away, and the southern country is in full bloom. There are orchestral music on the boat and across the river, and light dust is flying all over the city. Busy killing the flower watchers
Idle dreams are far away, it is autumn in the south. Thousands of miles of cold mountains and rivers are far away, and a lonely boat is parked deep in the reed flowers. Flute in Yueming Tower
10. Looking at Jiangnan and recalling Jiangnan - Wang Qi (the original poem is too long, and the first and last sentences represent it. This poem is more complicated, writing about the south bank of the Yangtze River, grass, water, swallows, moon, Wine, snow, rain, bamboo, it’s more complicated in full development)
On the south bank of the river, the clouds and trees are half sunny. The sails have gone and the sky has aged, the tides have risen and the sun has set. The separation between the north and the south
The ups and downs of things have always been the same through the ages. At the foot of the mountain, it's dawn in the fishing market, and in the restaurant beside the willows, it's raining heavily. Travelers should not come here
Jiangnan bamboo is clear, moist and extremely slender. The deep path is intended to accommodate two phoenixes, and the back courtyard reflects the blooming peach blossoms. The shadow of the wind and moon lingers
The cold jade is thin, and the frost and sleet are urging each other. The pink tears are flowing freely, and the sheep cart once came near the green branches. Don't cut the dragon flute lightly
7. Poems about Jiangnan
Related poems and interpretations:
1. The boat is moving, the lake is shining with autumn light, and the youth is greedy Letters flow. Huangfu Song (Tang Dynasty) - "Collecting Lotus Seeds·The Boat Moves on the Lake in the Autumn Lights"
Interpretation: In the autumn scenery of the lake, a girl came to pick lotuses in a small boat. She let the boat drift with the current, and it turned out that she wanted to see the beautiful boy on the shore.
2. Peach blossoms in spring water, mandarin ducks bathing on the water. Wei Zhuang (Tang Dynasty) - "Bodhisattva Barbarian"
Explanation: Spring is coming to the earth, Luoyang is full of bright red peach blossoms, and clear spring water is everywhere, with pairs of mandarin ducks bathing their heads floating on the water.
3. The mist of the river illuminates the clear mist, the houses on both sides of the strait are connected with painted eaves, and the autumn light is dim among the lotus bushes. Zhang Yanghao (Yuan Dynasty) - "Water Fairy: Ode to the South"
Interpretation: The mist of the river reflects the clouds of the clear green mountains. People on both sides of the river have painted eaves connected to the eaves, and a lotus floats in the water in autumn. The light is peaceful and leisurely.
4. Looking for osmanthus seeds in the middle of the moon in the mountain temple, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty) - "Three Poems Recalling the South of the Yangtze River"
Interpretation: Visiting Tianzhu Temple to look for osmanthus seeds in the Mid-Autumn Festival, climbing to the county pavilion, lying on it, and admiring the tide of the Qiantang River.
5. Painting boats are coming to the horizon, wine flags are blowing in the wind. Zhang Yanghao (Yuan Dynasty) - "Water Fairy: Ode to Jiangnan"
Interpretation: The painted boat seems to be sailing from the horizon, and the wine flags are high and fluttering in the wind. What a lovely water town Jiangnan.
6. The hibiscus falls when the boat is moved, and the egrets fly when the boat moves. Xiao Gang (Southern and Northern Dynasties) - "Lotus Picking Song"
Interpretation: The boat picking lotus passed through the lotus bushes, and the oars occasionally hit the blooming lotus flowers, which flew into the lake one by one. A single egret rested peacefully.
7. The bead curtains are rolled up on the Mulan boat, the singing is far away, and coconut wine is poured into the parrot cup. Li Xun (Fifth Dynasty) - "Nanxiangzi Ripe Mountain Fruit"
Explanation: The bead curtain was rolled up on the Mulan boat, and the song came from it, melodious and clear, floating into the distance. The cups and plates in the boat were in a mess, and the mellow aroma of the wine came in waves, drifting away together with the singing.
8. I hate Canhui, but I don’t know how to remember you. Wei Zhuang (Tang Dynasty) - "Bodhisattva Barbarian"
Explanation: I stare at the setting sun with resentment in my eyes, missing you, but you don't know.
9. The orchids are falling, and the dark red bananas are on the screen. Leisurely dreaming about the ripe plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the night boats playing flutes and the rustling rain, and people talking by the bridge. Huangfu Song (Tang Dynasty) - "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River"
Interpretation: Deeper, the candle is gone, the candlelight is dim, and the canna on the painting screen is blurred. I feel drowsy and finally fall asleep, and it is me in the dream After a long absence from the south of the Yangtze River, it was just when the green plum blossoms were ripe. During the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River, I was alone on a boat, holding a bamboo flute in my hand, playing to my heart's content with the rustling night rain outside the boat. From time to time, I heard people talking and singing at the pavilion on the bridge. That long-lost accent tells an unforgettable story.
10. The spring water is as green as the sky, and I can draw a boat and listen to the rain while sleeping.
Wei Zhuang (Tang Dynasty) - "Bodhisattva Man·Everyone Says Jiangnan is Good"
Explanation: In spring, the river water is clear and green, greener than the sky. Visitors can fall asleep listening to the sound of rain on the painted boat.
Jiangnan
Jiangnan literally means the south of the river. In the concept of human geography, it specifically refers to the south of the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River. In different historical periods, the literary images of Jiangnan are different. Jiangnan first appeared in the pre-Qin and Han dynasties, and refers to the middle reaches of the Yangtze River in the context of Chu State, the south part of the Yangtze River in present-day Hunan and Hubei, and Jiangxi. In ancient times, Jiangnan was once called Wu Chu by the Central Plains. Later, as the Han people from the Central Plains moved south, Jiangnan became a region with developed culture and education, beauty and prosperity. It reflected the ancient people's yearning for a better life and was a paradise in people's minds.
From ancient times to the present, "Jiangnan" has always been an ever-changing and flexible regional concept. Jiangnan often represents prosperous and developed culture and education and beautiful and prosperous water towns. "Book of the Later Han Dynasty·Liu Biao Biography" records that "the Jiangnan sect's thieves flourished...only the Jiangxia thieves Zhang Zhuang and Chen sat in Xiangyang City with troops, and Biao sent Yue and Pang Ji to fight against them, and when they surrendered, the south of the Yangtze River became peaceful." Until the Sui Dynasty, Jiangnan during that period often referred to Hunan and Hubei.
The Jiangnan region formed based on historical tradition and culture is southern Jiangsu, southern Anhui, Shanghai, Zhejiang, and northeastern Jiangxi. It is roughly equivalent to the Wu language plus Hui language area, and is equivalent to the distribution range of the Wu and Yue ethnic groups.
The core area of ??Jiangnan is the so-called "water town Jiangnan", which is an ecological type of Jiangnan civilization. Because it is located on the plains, it is different from the mountainous Jiangnan and coastal Jiangnan. Because it is the most representative, it is It is also considered to be Jiangnan in the narrow sense. Its scope is roughly equivalent to the Wu language Taihu area (Northern Wu), which was historically divided into Kuaiji, Wuxing and Wujun, collectively known as the Three Wus.
8. What are the beautiful poems about Jiangnan
1. Spring, summer, autumn and winter
Jiangnan is good, and the spring scenery shines through the curtains. One night the east wind blew the willows green, and the clear water in the pond reflected the pink. Heartfelt rhymes.
The south of the Yangtze River is good, and lotus is being picked in summer. There are bright flowers in the green canopy, and fields of leaves under the beautiful path. The couple is drunk and lingers.
Jiangnan is good, with the sound of autumn in the area. Watching the fallen leaves in the falling silk rain, listening to the cries of crickets in the breeze kissing the willows. Comfort is leisure.
Jiangnan is good, and the winter snow is better than Kyoto. The wind is blowing, hundreds of rivers are covered with emeralds, and the clouds are blooming, and thousands of trees are hanging with pearls. Nothing like Shibinglu.
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2. Plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums
Jiangnan is good, the plum blossoms are red in the first month. The slender branches and sparse shadows are chaotic, and the cold and silent night has a dark fragrance. The moon in the window is also different.
The south of the Yangtze River is good, and my heart is intoxicated by the orchids. The butterfly clothes are lifted up and danced in the wind, and the dew touches her face like a makeup luan. There are thousands of fragrances.
The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the green bamboo scenery is arrogant. The mountain path covers the sky with lush greenery, the sun and the moon, and the garden slopes are painted with Qiong Yao. Spring tide in the snow.
The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the chrysanthemums in the autumn fields are yellow. The blue sky and golden world in Nanmo, the pink and white flowers on the east fence show off the mandarin ducks. Tao Ling chants poems.
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3. Heaven, Earth, People and Humanity
Jiangnan is good, and happiness is everywhere. Shun's day was full of benevolence and wealth, and Yao's day was full of joy and poetry. Greenery sings of spring.
The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the spiritual land embraces the clouds. The auspicious wind of Jiumo envelops the jade trees, and the dew of thousands of rivers brews the qionghua. Qina spits out brilliance.
Jiangnan is a good place, and there are many outstanding people there. Wu Wei's literary scriptures hang down bamboo and silk, and dragons and tigers change into strange stories. I am the only one who is ashamed.
Jiangnan is great, but the most valuable thing is the people and people. Three visits to the thatched cottage will lead to great achievements, and one share of territory will be spent listening to Sichuan songs. Forever and ever.