I occasionally hold a bamboo pole and hang it next to it. -"I catch fish on the beach" Age: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
If you try to fish with a bamboo pole, you will find bream. -"Xian Tan Zuo" Year: Tang Author: Meng Haoran
A boat, a bamboo cloak, fishing alone in the cold snow. -"Jiang Xue" Age: Tang Author: Liu Zongyuan
Andrew went to Songjiang and thousands of feet fished alone. -"Man Jiang Hong" Year: Song Author: Zengbo Li
In the rustling reed leaves, the wind is blowing and the fishing line is inclined. -"Twenty Poems of Peace and Spring" Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
Re-bait the hook. Grab a golden scale and jump into the boat. -"The Fisherman's Pride" Age: Song Author: Net End
Hook line on Pantuo stone. This fish is fresh and healthy. -"The Fisherman's Pride" Age: Song Author: Net End
Warm wind and the first thawing in a day make the bait stick curl well. Grab a golden scale. -"Looking at Jiangnan/Recalling Jiangnan" Year: Song Author: Li Gang
Landscape poems:
Castle peak is vaguely green water thousands of miles away, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn. -"A Letter from Yangzhou Magistrate to Han Chuo" Year: Tang Author: Du Mu
One water protects the field and surrounds the green, and two mountains send green. -"Mr Shu Hu Yin Bi" Wang Anshi
From a distance, the mountains are high and the clouds are light, and the colors are bright. When you look closer, you can only hear the sound of water, but there is no sound. -"painting"
The mountains are shrouded in clouds, such as blue sky, and the river is divided into two. -"On Deng Nanjing to Phoenix Terrace" Year: Tang Author: Li Bai
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. -"Tour Shanxi Village" Year: Song Author: Lu You
High mountains are not difficult to cross, but shallow water is not. -"Hetao Peach Blossom Garden" Year: Song Author: Su Shi
Lingshan is full of gorgeous colors and ethereal water. -"Hukou Looking at Lushan Waterfalls and Springs" Year: Tang Author: Zhang Jiuling
It was a coincidence to move to the top of the mountain, and the mountain shook and the water fell. -"Performing Four Poems" Year: Tang Author: Yuan Jie
There is still water and mountains to look forward to, and old love and new resentment are meditation. -"Huanxisha" Age: Modern Author: Shen Zufen
On this occasion, the mountains are heavy and the waters are far away. How can we entrust the Western Expedition? -"Youth Journey" Year: Song Author: Yan
Ancient poems in spring:
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -"Spring Dawn" Year: Tang Author: Meng Haoran
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. -"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
Before it rains, flowers appear first, and after it rains, there are no flowers at the bottom of the leaves.
Bees and butterflies have climbed over the wall, but spring scenery is next door. -"Beautiful Spring" Year: Tang Author: Wang Jia
Grass and trees know that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of reds and purples compete for Fang Fei.
Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky. -"Late Spring" Year: Tang Author: Han Yu
Jasper dressed up as a tree with ten thousand green silk threads hanging down.
I don't know who to cut it for, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. -"Liu Yong" Tang He Zhang Zhi
The sunshine in spring is so warm that flowers and trees are full of vitality. The orioles showed off their songs heartily, and a beautiful country girl picked Artemisia leisurely. -The Book of Songs? Xiaoya? Get out of the car.
Midspring, the sun rises-Historical Records? the biography of shin shi kyoutei
In the spring, everything shines-the long song of Han Yuefu
The wind in spring, the fragrance in the daytime —— Three ancient poems "Dancing Songs" by Jin Yuefu
In the spring of February and March, grass and water are the same color —— Yu Zhu, an ancient poem by Jin Yuefu.
There are green fields, high rocks and white clouds in the Spring Festival Evening —— Entering the Lake Mouth of Peng Li by Xie Lingyun in the Southern Song Dynasty
Spring grass grows in a long pond, willow blossoms sing birds —— Climbing the pond upstairs by Xie Lingyun in the Southern Song Dynasty
Noisy birds cover Chunzhou, and miscellaneous English is full of Fangdian —— A Southern Dynasty article "Going to the Three Mountains at Night and Looking at the Capital"
Bottom line: It's sunny in Los Angeles, and the spring scenery will be twice as good next year-Don Du Shen Yan's Spring in Beijing.
The bright sun on the sea is about to rise, and Jiangnan in the south of the Yangtze River is reviving. I saw an oriole darting in the warm wind and a green water reflecting in the sunlight-Tang Du and Lu Cheng had a spring outing in Jinling.
The flowers in the forest are all gone, but the grass still exists —— Tang Meng's "Looking for Nine Kings in Spring"
In February, the lake is clear, and in spring, every family is singing —— Tang's "The King of Spring Music: Seeking Nine Faces"
Wen Daochun hasn't met yet, so he went to find out the news —— A Song "Early Spring Send" by Tang Li Bai
Cold leads to exhaustion and returns to willow —— Eight Poems of Palace Music by Tang Li Bai
The East Wind Comes Back to Spring, Flowers Bloom Branches —— Tang Li Bai's Sunset Reflects the Mountain
The East Wind Showers Rain and Dews People Meet Spring —— Tang Li Bai's Send Qi 'ang to Bazhong
In Xianyang in February and March, the golden branches of the palace willows-Tang Li Bai's ancient style
If there is love in spring grass, the green hills are still green —— The Golden Gate of Answering Su Xiucai by Tang Libai
Petals come with the wind, drifting away with the fragrance of running water —— Katie by Liu Tang Xu Shen.
Flying Snow Accompanying Spring Return, Being at Home at Leisure —— Snow is a Mountain by Liu Tang Xu Shen
On a road that stretches to the white clouds, by a spring that stretches to the bluest river —— Liu Tang Xu Shen's Quetta.
There are no flowers in the fragrant trees, but birds are singing in spring —— Tang Lihua's Improvisation in Spring