The poems and songs about "xian yangqiao" can be used in ancient and modern times.

Good luck meets the phoenix, and the feather bed is purple and gold.

Osmanthus fragrans is the same as Gaudi, and persimmon leaves turn over and mourn alone.

Black magpies have long lost their habitat, and mandarin ducks do whatever they want.

Uncle Yonghua in Jinghua traveled 3,000 miles to see the sunset in Xianyang.

-Li Shangyin's "Going to Zitong in the Same Year"

It is raining heavily in xian yangqiao, and there are fishing boats in the air.

It is also like the spring water in Dongting, and the sunset glow enters Yueyang.

-Wen, "Xianyang Value Rain"

Yu Xiao's voice was sad and sad. When she woke up from her dream, a string of bright moons were hanging upstairs in Qin. Qin family, every year in the second quarter of the moon, the willow color by the bridge is printed with seven windows for farewell. Looking at the Cold and Autumn Festival, the ancient road leading to Xianyang has been cut off. The west wind kissed the light of the sun, and in front of us were the tombs and palaces of the Han Dynasty.

-Li Bai's "Recalling Qin E"

The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf

Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west. (Weicheng is Xianyang)

-Wang Wei's "Cheng Wei Qu"

Xianyang Palace is gloomy and steep.

The six-nation tower is very beautiful at the front of renewal.

Naturally, the emperor was drunk,

There are mountains and water, which has nothing to do with Qin.

-Li Shangyin's Xianyang

After all, things here are endless, and I feel sad at first sight.

Qin Ershi, the old capital of Weishui, and Autumn Grass Tomb of Han Dynasty in Xianyang.

The sky is absolutely full of geese, and the leaves are full of lonely villages to watch the night lights.

The scenery is gloomy and hateful, and the cold mountain is half white.

-Liu Cang's "Xianyang nostalgia"

In February and March, Xianyang, Gongliu Jinzhi.

Who is Green? Selling pearls is frivolous.

Drunk at dusk, the white horse gallops proudly.

High-spirited people are respected and act at the right time.

Ziyun doesn't know anything, but at night he talks at length.

Duff is ancient and grass is mysterious.

It is a pity to vote for the cabinet, which is despised by this generation.

-Li Bai's "Antique"

Xinfeng wine fights ten times, Xianyang ranger for many years.

When we met, people drank to the spirit of the king, and the horse was tied under the weeping willow in the restaurant.

-Wang Wei's Youth