1. Poems about Xiongzhou
Poems about Xiongzhou 1. Poems about Tengwang Pavilion
Poems about Tengwang Pavilion
Dynasties ：Tang Dynasty
Author: Wang Bo
King Teng's high pavilion is near Jiangzhu, wearing jade and singing and dancing.
The painted building is flying towards Nanpu clouds, and the bead curtain rolls into the west mountain rain at dusk.
The shadows of the leisurely cloud pool are long and the sun is shining, and things have changed and the stars have moved several autumns.
Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows freely.
Tengwang Pavilion
Author: Zhang Qiao
The place where ancient people visited is the abandoned pavilion at the corner of the river.
Sometimes there are overlapping waves, but there are no idle clouds every day.
In the early coolness, the swallows go away first, and then the sails are alone after returning to the sun.
Before returning to camp, Lingge filled the old lake.
Return to Tengwang Pavilion
Author: Li She
Singing about Yizhou in Tengwang Pavilion, I traveled here twenty years ago.
Don’t ask whether it’s right or wrong. Good mountains always come from water.
2. Poems describing the Pavilion of Prince Teng
Poem of Prince Teng's Pavilion Wang Bo
The high pavilion of Prince Teng is near the river Nagisa, and he wears jade and sings the luan while singing and dancing.
The painted building is flying towards Nanpu clouds, and the bead curtain rolls into the west mountain rain at dusk.
The shadows of the leisurely cloud pool are long and the sun is shining, and things have changed and the stars have moved several autumns.
Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows freely.
"Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion"
The old county of Nanchang and the new mansion of Hongdu. The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected to Henglu. It embraces the three rivers and leads to the five lakes, controls the wild thorns and leads Ouyue. The treasures are abundant, the dragon's light shines on the ruins of the Niu Dou; the outstanding people and places, Xu Ru sits on Chen Fan's bed. Xiongzhou is surrounded by mist, and the stars are galloping. The Taihuang rests at the intersection of Yi and Xia, and the guest and host enjoy the beauty of the southeast. The commander-in-chief Yan Gong is looking forward to his elegant appearance, and his halberd is coming from afar; Yuwen Xinzhou's Yi Fan is temporarily stationed with a curtain. During the ten-day vacation, there are many successful friends; I am welcomed from thousands of miles away, and the house is full of distinguished friends. Soaring dragons and rising phoenixes are the Ci sect of Scholar Meng; Zidian and Qingshuang are the arsenal of General Wang. The master of the family is the butler, and the road is well-known; how can a boy know that he will be rewarded with victory?
It is September, and the sequence belongs to the third autumn; the water is gone and the cold pond is clear, the smoke is condensed and the mountains are purple at dusk. I'm on the road, visiting the scenery in Chong'a; I'm near the emperor's son's Changzhou, and I've found the immortal's old pavilion. The terraces are towering with greenery, and the sky rises above them; the flying pavilions flow with elixirs, and there is no ground below. Heting and Fuzhu are the lingering memories of poor islands; Guidianlan Palace is the shape of hills and mountains. Wearing an embroidered gate and looking down at the carved beast, the mountains are wide and the mountains are open, and the river is full of surprises. Luyan rushes to the ground, the home of bells and cauldrons; the ships and boats are in the maze, the axis of green birds and yellow dragons. The rainbow sells in the rain, and the color shines brightly in the area. The setting clouds and the solitary owl fly together, and the autumn water and the long sky are the same color. The fishing boat sings late, and the sound is heard on the poor Pengli shore; the wild geese are frightened by the cold, and the sound is broken by the Hengyang Pu.
The distance is smooth, and the joy is flying. The cool breeze blows and the cool breeze blows, the slender song condenses and the white clouds stop. The green bamboos in Suiyuan are like the bottles of Pengze; the vermilion flowers in Yeshui are like the brushes of Linchuan. Four beauties, two are difficult to combine. I can only watch the sky in the middle of the sky, and I can enjoy traveling in my spare time. The sky and the earth are vastly different, and I feel the infiniteness of the universe. When joy and sorrow come, I realize that there are countless ups and downs. I hope that Chang'an will be safe under the sun, and that Wu will be in the clouds. The terrain is extreme but the southern sky is deep, the sky pillar is high but the northern star is far away. The mountains are difficult to overcome, who feels sad for those who have lost their way? When we meet by chance, we are all guests from a foreign land. When Emperor Huai disappeared, how old was the Xuan Dynasty?
Sigh! Bad luck and bad luck. Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang difficult to seal. Qu Jiayi in Changsha is not without a holy master; when Liang Hong travels to Haiqu, there is no lack of bright time. It depends on the gentleman to be in poverty and the wise man to know his fate. When you are old and strong, you would rather have a gray-headed heart? Be poor and strong, and never fall into the clouds. Drinking from the greedy spring makes you feel refreshed, and you still feel happy when you are in a dry road. Although Beihai is on credit, it can be picked up if it is soaring; the east corner is gone, but it is not too late to mulberry trees. Meng Chang is noble and has a heart to serve the country; Ruan Jiu is arrogant, how can he cry at the end of the road!
Bo, three feet of micro life, a scholar. There is no way to ask for a tassel, waiting for the weak crown of the final army; if you have a heart, you throw a pen, and you admire the emperor's long wind. He gave up his hairpin and wat for hundreds of years, and carried it to him at dawn and dusk for thousands of miles. It is not the treasure tree of the Xie family, but it is the neighbor of the Meng family. He is approaching the court day by day, wishing to accompany the carp; this morning, holding his armband, he is happy to support the dragon gate. When Yang Yi doesn't meet, he touches Ling Yun and feels sorry for himself; when Zhong Qi meets him, why should he be ashamed to play the flowing water?
Woohoo! The resort is rare and the feast is rare. Orchid Pavilion is gone, Zize Qiu Ruins. The parting words are due to the kindness of Wei Xie; the climb to a high place to compose a poem is the wish of the public. Dare to be sincere and sincere, respectful and sparse with short quotations, every word is composed, and all four rhymes are completed. Please sprinkle the Pan River, and let the clouds pour over the land and the sea: King Teng's high pavilion is near the river, and he wears jade and sings the luan while singing and dancing.
The painted building is flying towards Nanpu clouds, and the bead curtain rolls into the west mountain rain at dusk. The shadows in the leisurely cloud pool are long, and things change and the stars move several autumns.
Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows freely.
Titled Tengwang Pavilion
- Wen Tianxiang
The window with five clouds overlooking the Canglang still carries the fragrance of Tang Dynasty calligraphy.
The sun and moon are at four o’clock, the ecliptic is broad, and the mountains and rivers are long.
Where does the returning wind catch the geese? Who can sail alone in the freezing rain?
Looking back on ten years of wandering, new willows have grown in front of the pavilion.
Title of Tengwang Pavilion
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhou Bi
The towering pavilion is connected to the waterfront, and it is nerve-wracking to ask about its rise and fall.
I know where Mingluan is in the east pavilion, but there is no one across the crane in the west mountain.
The willows are reflected in the sunset on the river in Nagisa, and the grass is slanting in the fields in spring.
A flock of gulls is also tired of feeling too much sadness, and prefers to be closest to Wangjike.
3. Poems about the rising sun
In the green garden, sunflowers bloom, and the morning dew awaits the setting sun.
When spring comes, all things will shine.
I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the leaves of the yellow flowers will wither.
Hundreds of rivers flow from the east to the sea, when will they return to the west?
Yehe
Yuan Zhen
The beautiful trees are full of morning sun, and there is dew light. The rain is doubtful, and the wind scatters the makeup like makeup.
The dense leaves are covered in smoke, and the low branches brush against the wall. I feel more pity for seeing you in the summer, and the day I stay to sing is too long.
Visiting Tianzhu Temple
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Cui Hao Genre: Five Ancients
Climbing Tianzhu Mountain in the morning, the sun rises in the temple. The cliffs and springs are gushing thinly, and the rivers are lingering.
The solitary top is high when you go straight up, but the peaks are small when you look at them from a flat angle. In December in Nanzhou, the ground is warm and there is little ice and snow.
The cold mountains are covered with green, and the winter marshes are covered with wisteria. On the side of the flower niche waterfall, there is a green wall and stone forest.
Ringing a bell brings together humans and heaven, giving food to gather apes and birds. The mind is cleansed and the mind is clear.
I just realized that there is nothing wrong with people and everything in the world.
On the twenty-first day of the Liang lunar month, a wine stove pavilion was set up in the county. After working hard, I went out to get the beauty of my child.
Era: Song Dynasty. Author: Chen Zhu
The morning sun dews in life. Things become waves on the water.
The vast universe is free, how moral is it?
, Wei Guangzao Jiang Yan.
Concubine Jiang dances, the scene is reversed, and the old tree rushes to frighten the ape.
The immortals are also dramatic, and they are dancing together.
The whole world will be laughed at, and whoever loses will recover.
Holding Zhaowen Qin in hand, one song lasts for three thousand years.
Twenty-eight poems from Khitan were sent to him. On the 16th and 10th day, he returned south and took possession of the horse.
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Su Che
Nanyuan was happy to leave the dragon at the beginning of the year. In the courtyard, you still have to read the moon before entering the fortress.
Han horses also know that they are returning home quickly, and the rising sun has already made its appearance to greet the departed.
After winter dances and snow grows to avoid each other, it turns to spring and comes back to life.
I want to see Xiongzhou serving lettuce and serving cheese porridge on the vegetable plate.
The countryman Lu Zhengzhi taught three sons in a row that the boy's science was so prosperous as never before
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Yan Huan
Long Live the Sage's Words , It's all about the teeth and cheeks of Zhulang.
Knowing how to guide oneself has its own way, and it is not difficult to reach the sky and climb into the valley.
The coffin is tall and tall, and the pearl trees and fir trees are still climbable.
I am singing in the Chaoyang language, and I have stopped smoking and setting my family home.
Seven of the eight pieces of longevity music in the Imperial Palace in the middle of winter are given to the ministers and the third wine palace
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Yang Yi
Wine becomes a ritual , happy to eat.
The sun is shining brightly, and the stars are extremely purple.
Shu Shen and Er Rong are both full and virtuous.
Advancing and retreating, the majesty is suppressed.
Zhang Gongan, the left-behind scholar, Guo Wen, Wei Wei, built a pavilion and inscribed on the list: "The Chaoyang has gone"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Wei
The day was clear and clear. Wen Ming stood facing the rising sun and wanted to ask about the process.
When the pen is written, spring changes to the cold valley, and when the poem comes, joy will break through the city of sorrow.
The water in front of the eaves can be reached by a chariot, and the skyline and mountains are as horizontal as the threshold.
When Duke Zhun planned to pass by on his way back, he left a small wine cup and chanted the collection of hairpins.
4. What are the poems that describe beautiful rivers and mountains?
Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city named Wanren Mountain. (Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci")
The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea. (Wang Zhihuan, "Ascend the Stork Tower")
If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky, and it will never return to the sea. (Li Bai's "About to Enter the Wine")
The solitary smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting over the long river. (Wang Wei's "Envoy to the Fortress")
The great river goes eastward, and the waves are washed away, and there are romantic figures throughout the ages. "Reminiscent of the Nujiao Chibi" Su Shi
The stars hang down on the plains and the fields are vast, and the moon surges and the river flows. Du Fu's "Sentimental Traveling at Night"
The boundless falling trees rustle under the rustling, and the endless Yangtze River rolls in. Du Fu's "Climbing High" < /p>
The shadow of the solitary sail is gone in the blue sky, but only the Yangtze River is seen flowing in the sky. Li Bai "Send Meng Haoran to Guangling"
Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward here. Li Bai "Looking at Tianmen Mountain"< /p>
5. Ancient poems about homesickness
Qingpingle·Village Living" Xin Qiji
The eaves are low, the grass is green on the stream. Wu Yinxiang is intoxicated Meihao, whose old lady is gray-haired? The eldest child is hoeing beans to the east of the stream, while the middle child is weaving chicken coops. The younger child is most fond of rogues, lying at the head of the stream peeling lotus pods.
Jiangcun
Du Fu
The Qingjiang River hugs the village, and the Changxia River Village is quiet.
The swallows in the hall come and go, and the gulls in the water are close to each other.
The old wife draws paper to make a chess game, while the young child knocks needles to make fishing hooks.
The only thing a disease needs is medicine, what else can a tiny body need?
Nanling farewell children enter Beijing
(Tang Dynasty) Li Bai
The white wine is newly ripe and returning to the mountains, and the yellow chickens are pecking at the millet, which is getting fat in autumn.
The children cook chickens and drink white wine, and the children are married, laughing and holding people's clothes.
Sing loudly to get drunk and masturbate, dance to win the glory of the sunset.
It is not early to persuade people to take advantage of all the hardships, and ride a horse across a long distance with a whip.
The foolish woman in Kuaiji bought the minister lightly, so I resigned from home and went west to the Qin Dynasty.
Look up to the sky and laugh and go out. How can I be a Penghao person?
When the young man left home and his boss came back, his local pronunciation remained unchanged and his hair on his temples faded. When children see each other but don't recognize each other, they laugh and ask where the guest comes from.
He Zhizhang: "Returning to Hometown"
Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night
Wang Jian
Crows roost in the white trees in the courtyard,
The cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.
Tonight the moon is bright and everyone can see,
I don’t know who is missing in autumn.
Autumn Thoughts
Zhang Ji
Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City,
The desire to write is full of meaning.
I am afraid that I can’t say enough in a hurry,
Pedestrians are about to leave and open the seal again.
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Autumn Breeze
―Liu Yuxi
Where does the autumn wind come?
Xiao Xiao sends the wild geese off.
When the morning comes to the tree in the courtyard,
the solitary guest is the first to hear it.
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Sauvignon Blanc
Nalan Xingde
A journey of mountains and a journey of water, walking towards the bank of Yuguan , thousands of tent lights late at night. The wind is blowing, the snow is blowing, my hometown is shattered, my dreams are broken, and there is no such sound in my hometown.
The sky is clear and the sand is clear, autumn thoughts
The dead vines and old trees are dimly lit by crows, the small bridges and flowing water are home to people, and the old road has a westerly wind and a thin horse. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
People miss home every day
Xue Daoheng
It has only been seven days since spring,
It has been two years since I left home.
People return after the wild geese,
Their thoughts are in front of flowers.
To the Xiaoxiao and dusk rain sprinkled on the river sky, to wash away the autumn. The frost is getting colder and the wind is getting colder. The Guanhe River is desolate and the remaining light shines on the building. The redness and greenness of this place have declined, and the beauty of the place has ceased. Only the water of the Yangtze River flows eastward without words. I can't bear to climb high and look far away, looking at the distance of my hometown. I can't bear to think about it. Sighing at the traces of the past years, what trouble is left behind? Thinking of a beautiful woman, looking at the beauty building? After missing it a few times, I know that I will return to the boat in the sky. You know, I am leaning against the railing, looking sad.
"Su Zhemu" [Song Dynasty] Zhou Bangyan
The river is three thousand miles away, and the family letter contains fifteen lines. There was no other words to say as we walked, except that we would return home soon.
"Book of the Capital" [Ming Dynasty] Yuan Kai
Ode to History
Li Shangyin
A review of the virtuous countries and families in the past and their achievements Diligence and thrift are broken by luxury.
Why does amber need to be used as a pillow, and how can a real pearl be used as a chariot?
It is impossible to find a Qinghai horse when traveling, and it is difficult to pull out a Shushan snake if you are poor.
Several people have pre-recorded the song of Nanxun, and finally the blue sky cries the green flowers.
6. Ancient poems about architecture
Verse:
Like wings like wings, like thorns like arrows, like leather like birds, like flying like this." This is The poems in the Book of Songs describe the palace architecture of the Zhou Dynasty. In the minds of the ancients, they naturally associated the architectural shapes with birds.
Epang Palace Fu Du Mu
Erchuan Rongrong, It flows into the palace wall. Five steps to the first floor, ten steps to the pavilion. The vortex is worth tens of millions.
Just like "When Xuanzhou sent Judge Pei Tan to Shuzhou, Mu Yu wanted to go to the palace to return to the capital", "Yunzhe Temple on Jiuhua Mountain Road, Qingyijiang Village Willow." "Flicking the Bridge," and "Three Poems about Traveling in the Past (Part 1)" include "The place where I sing leisurely in the clear rain in the autumn mountains, leaning against the towers of the Jiangnan Temple." "This all shows that Du Mu appreciates Buddhist architecture.
Yunzhe Temple on Jiuhuashan Road, Liufu Bridge in Qingyijiang Village - "When Xuanzhou sent Judge Pei Tan to Shuzhou, Mu wanted to go to the palace and return to the capital"·Du Mu
Qiu Shan In the place where I sing leisurely in sunny rain, I lean on the towers of Jiangnan Temple - "Three Poems about Traveling in the Past (Part 1)"·Du Mu Jiahuimen went to the Zhai Palace in the southern suburbs"·Lu You