1. Poems about the ancient town of Zhouzhuang, Suzhou
Poems about the ancient town of Zhouzhuang, Suzhou 1. What are the ancient poems about Zhouzhuang
1. "Nian Nujiao·He" "Zhao Guoxing Zhi Lu Yun"
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
In order to sell fine wine, it is difficult to cross the stream to find a secluded person. I even feel that the Yuanlong Tower is a hundred feet tall, and the lake and the sea are full of heroism. I lament that in the past few years, looking at flowers and asking for sentences, I have always been unsatisfactory. The east wind returns, and the river is filled with pines and bamboos.
How can one be like Zhuang Zhou in body, with butterflies in dreams, and in the human world under flowers? Remember that at the end of March at the head of the river, wind and rain do not count for spring. Thousands of dendrobium flowers are on the head of a golden mink, but they are not worth the price of a silver vase. Don't make me laugh much, this article will be a guest show.
2. "Two Poems on Butterflies"
Tang Dynasty: Xu Wei
The ethereal caterpillar sheds its shell slightly, unable to withstand the heavy smoke and falling rain. A branch of beautiful flowers lives and studies abroad,
A few spring breezes fly by. Every time I worry about the bird's mouth, the fragrant fragrance surrounds my beautiful clothes.
Ruthless people can't understand Guanhun's dream. Don't believe Zhuang Zhou's right and wrong.
The sun shines through the green and red, and the spring shines in all your worries. I dislike the goddess coming to make rain the most.
I love to accompany Xi Shi to pick incense. When the wind is calm, you should only store pistil powder, and when the night is cold, you can stay in the flower house.
The nature of the singing cicada is very broad, and it is empty to explain the noisy sunset of Sanqiu.
3. "Early Summer Play Title"
Tang Dynasty: Xu Wei
The long-lasting scented wind blows at dawn, and the lotus flowers gradually bloom and the roses fall.
The caterpillar also imitates Zhuang Zhou’s dream and turns into a butterfly flying in the South Garden.
4. "The Wind and Butterfly Order"
Song Dynasty: Zhu Dunru
Try to see when it comes, but it is always empty in Yuanlai. Cinnamon is only in the wine glass. Take a look at the male's cheeks, which are rosy.
There are butterflies in the flower garden outside the village, and the wind is guarding against the invaders in the pines. The ancients talked about the West and the East. How is it like the oil seller who knows how to take it from his own family?
5. "A long sentence about the kindness of Li Shilang, the former military commander of Suizhou"
Tang Dynasty: Luo Yin
Zhuang Zhou Gao discussed Boya Qin , thinking about it all night with tears in my eyes. Who among the people in the world can talk about recent events?
Jiuyuan has lost his original intention since then. The gulls are flying over Hanpu and the storm is fierce, and the geese are flying down the Yunxi River in deep fog and rain.
I feel ashamed that the common people are still interested in singing and singing until now.
2. Recommend a few ancient poems about "Zhouzhuang"
1. "A trip to Zhouzhuang on a rainy night"
The lights are dim, the night is dim,
Wandering around the alleys of the water town, the misty rain is powerless and the wind bullies me, chilling my bones.
Whose flute is heard?
Looking at each other but speechless, the charm is still as old as the flowers, what happened to the love?
2. "Jin Se" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
The Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column is reminiscent of the past.
Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos.
The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and the jade produces smoke.
This feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss.
3. "Sad Journey to Zhouzhuang"
The mist lingers in the winter night,
The white jade stove,
adds fragrance and warmth,< /p>
Fat flowers and thin people,
will always lead to illness.
One day we will meet people who are already old,
Do you know?< /p>
The bed is cold.
Leaves fall and flowers fade in the garden in winter,
Long Cong falls,
The sky is separated by the river,
The best time is hard to predict,
A good night has been wasted,
The red thread is broken and it is difficult to renew it,
It is unbearable to ask,
It cannot be kept.
4. "Butterfly" Luo Yin
The King of Han was a master of swordsmanship and pen, and he was born to write about you.
There is no harm in being anxious when dancing skillfully. Flying high is easy to hate.
Noda Huangqueli, the owner of the mountain hall.
This thing is worthy of being made, but Zhuang Zhou could not dream of it.
5. "A Plum Blossom Among the Bamboos in the Small Garden" by Lu You
An old man with a crane and a hair by the Ruoye River has been living in exile all his life.
Nowadays, I am not afraid of peach and plum blossoms, and I have gained plum friends because of Zhujun.
Traveling thousands of miles to the ridge is full of sorrow, and a glass of wine is desolate on the river.
The branches are spread across the branches and the moon shadow is on the ground, and the stamens are inserted into the hands with a fragrant black scarf.
Friendships become stronger as time goes by, and loneliness is awe-inspiring and lasting.
The barren mountains and wild waters are finally found, but what about silver candles and gold pots?
Menghun doesn’t pick up Zhuang Zhoudie, but is he willing to pay Zhang Xuliu his worries?
In the evening, I draw horns to move the city, dance and talk to celebrate my longevity.
3. Please give me a poem about the ancient town of Zhouzhuang in Kunshan to thank you
The lights are dim,
The night is dim,
Wandering around the waterside lanes Mo,
The misty rain is powerless and bullied by the wind,
It is bone-chilling.
Whose flute is heard?
Looking at each other but speechless,
The charm is still as old as the flowers,
What happened to love? < /p>
Fat flowers and thin people,
will always lead to illness.
One day we will meet people who are already old,
Do you know?< /p>
The bed is cold.
Leaves fall and flowers fade in the garden in winter,
Long Cong falls,
The sky is separated by the river,
The best time is hard to predict,
A good night has been wasted,
The red thread is broken and it is difficult to renew it,
It is unbearable to ask,
It cannot be kept.
4. Asking for poems about Zhouzhuang
Related poems Ma Xiaoxiao "Zhouzhuang"
A heart flower is called blooming
A flower The water flower is called Zhouzhuang
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Life is full of water
The water of Zhouzhuang, the paradise of water, the sweetness of water
Poetic The oars and oars splash against the fine waves of the past life
The key bridge has opened the gallery of this life
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Oh, this nine hundred-year-old ink painting
p>The beauty mark is exactly the red lantern's leisure seal
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If I am not at home, I must be in Zhouzhuang
If I Not in Zhouzhuang
It must be flying buzzing
on the way to Zhouzhuang to collect honey
(Ma Xiaoxiao, military poet, Zhouyi scholar, ink painter . Born in Longhui County, Hunan, in June 1970. Editor-in-chief of "Northwest Military Literature", member of the first China's top ten campus poets, the first China's top ten military poets)
Xu Xinqiao's "Freehand Zhouzhuang" 》
Zhouzhuang’s thousand-year-old cellar,
An ancient town drinking from the south of the Yangtze River.
In Zhenfengli, Northern Song Dynasty,
The boat with two bridges returned drunk.
Zhang Zhizhen's "Visiting the Water Town of Zhouzhuang in the South of the Yangtze River"
The vicissitudes of life are told in Langshe's house, and the first water town is Zhouzhuang.
In Zhenfengli during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the young son of King Wu lived in Yaoyu Township.
The literati were busy composing poems, while the merchants gathered together and were busy doing business.
Shen Xiu labored with the army and Long Yan was angry, while Yifei presented paintings of great figures.
Worship Guanyin at Quanfu Temple and pray for good luck at Fu'an Bridge.
A young man and a woman fall in love, and an eighty-year-old girl takes a scull.
The two halls are full of guests, and the fragrance of Wansanju's hooves is fragrant.
A North China villager who is a guest in the city still admires the willow leaves and leaves.