The hibiscus blooms, the lotus is green, and the lotus head is hanging in the stern.
The lotus leaves belong to firewood and fly obliquely, and the white fog is vast and slippery.
I hear dogs barking from all walks of life, and I worship farmers in the midsummer night.
Push the door and suddenly cover the fragrance, and the powder petals are thin.
Be caring and attentive, you will find a smooth road and eat vegetarian soup and purple tea.
Close the door, thank you for bringing wine, and don't waste your good years.
Landlord, this poem describes a man wearing a weak crown. In the hot summer, he walked along the lake to a farmhouse and tasted a delicious story. The first half of this poem describes the lakeside scenery of A Midsummer Night. If the landlord doesn't want the narrative part, you can delete it from beginning to end ~
I don't know if this poem suits the landlord's taste ~
2. The sentence describing the scenery in classical Chinese: Peach Blossom Garden: Suddenly, there are hundreds of steps on the shore, and there are no miscellaneous trees in it. Grass is delicious and English is rich and colorful. When the forest is full of water, you will get a mountain with a small mouth, as if there is light. At first, it was very narrow, and only people could pass through it. After taking dozens of steps, it would suddenly become clear. The land is flat and spacious, so is the house. There are fertile fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry trees and buildings here.
Humble room inscription: the moss on the stage is green, and the curtain is green. Ailian said: Love the lotus flower alone, never touch the mud, the ripples are clear but not evil, the communication is straightforward, the fragrance is far and clear, graceful and quiet, and it can be viewed from a distance without being ridiculous.
Three Gorges: Starting from the 700-mile Three Gorges, there are mountains on both sides, and nothing is lacking; Rocks piled up like mountains, blocking the sun and the sky. As for launching Xiangling, it is along the back block.
In spring and summer, the green pool is surging and the reflection is clear. There are many strange cypresses, hanging springs and waterfalls flying in them.
Rong Qing Junmao, it's fun. At the beginning of every sunny day, the frost shines and the forest is cold and silent. There are often high apes screaming, leading to sorrow, echoing in the empty valley, and sorrow turning leisurely.
Thanks to the book in the book: the peak enters the clouds and the clear stream bottoms out. The stone walls on both sides are colorful and set each other off.
Green Woods, green bamboo clusters, four. The fog will rest at dawn, and apes and birds will sing wildly.
Night is coming and the scales are sinking. This is really a fairyland on earth.
I still remember the night tour of Chengtian Temple: the courtyard was as empty as water, and the water was full of bamboo and cypress. Watching the snow in the middle of the lake: it snowed heavily for three days, and all the people and birds in the lake died.
Wusong Miao people, the sky and clouds, mountains, and water are all white. The shadow on the lake is just the trace of a long beach, a small pavilion in the middle of the lake, a mustard and Yu Zhou, and there are only two or three people on board.
With Zhu's book, all the wind and smoke are clean, and Tianshan Mountain is * * * color. Floating from the stream, anything.
From Fuyang to Tonglu, Baili, Strange Mountains and Different Waters, chinese odyssey. The water is blue, and thousands of feet bottoms out.
You can swim with the fine stones and look directly at them. If fierce wave rushes, how fast the arrow will go.
Sandwiched between mountains, cold trees grow and compete with each other. Strive for higher heights, Qianfeng. Spring rock, crisp; Good birds sing, they rhyme.
Cicadas are endless, and apes are endless. The horizontal branches are covered, and the day is still faint; The thin strips set each other off, and sometimes the sun shines.
I sent the horse to Dongyang, and he was dragged in the old valley in the deep mountains. The snow was several feet deep and his skin cracked unconsciously. Xiaoshitang walked 120 steps westward from the hill, across the bamboo, and heard the sound of water like a ring of songs, which was full of joy.
Cut down the bamboo and walk along the road, and you will see a small pool and water in the quiet. The whole stone is at the bottom, close to the shore, and the bottom of the rolling stone comes out, which is a mountain, an island, a mountain and a rock.
Green trees and vines, covered and twisted, staggered and brushed. There are hundreds of fish in the pond. They are all swimming in the air.
In the sun, the shadow is on the stone, but it does not move; You are far away, and communication is sudden. It seems fun to be with tourists.
Looking from the southwest of the pool, you can see that it is zigzag. Their shore potentials are different from each other and their sources are unknown.
Sitting by the pool, surrounded by bamboo forests, lonely and empty, sad and cold, quiet and quiet. Yueyang Tower is regarded as Guanfu's victory in Dongting Lake.
Take a distant mountain, swallow the Yangtze River, and make a vast soup, boundless; It's sunny in the morning and cloudy at night. This is the grand view of Yueyang Tower.
If it rains heavily, the moon will not open, the evil wind will howl, and the turbid waves will be empty; The sun, moon and stars are hidden, and the mountains are hidden; Business travel is bad and ruined; Twilight is boundless, tigers roar and apes crow. If it is spring, it is calm and the sky is high and the clouds are light; Sha Ou Ji Xiang, swimming in the brocade scale; The coast is blue and green.
Or the long smoke is exhausted, the bright moon is thousands of miles away, the light is shining, the static shadow is sinking, and the fishing songs are answered. How happy I am! Zuiweng Pavilion is also surrounded by mountains. Its southwest peak is You Mei Forest Valley.
Seeing the deep beauty is also beautiful. Six or seven miles up the mountain, you gradually hear the sound of water gurgling, and those who leak between the two peaks brew springs.
When the peak turns, there are pavilion wings on the spring, and the pavilion is also drunk. If the husband is in the forest at sunrise, the clouds will return to the cave, and the changes will be bright, and sooner or later in the mountains.
The wild fragrance is rich, the wood is beautiful and the shade is beautiful, the wind and frost are noble and clean, and the water is clear, and it is also in the mountains at four o'clock. Returning home in the morning and evening, the scenery at four o'clock is different and the joy is endless.
The Woods are gloomy, sing up and sing down.
3. A classical Chinese poem with the word 100 about scenery writing was written in early April last year, with beautiful spring, which coincided with Sunday. Yu and his friends went out to enjoy the scenery and went to the park, so they wrote an article to commemorate it.
Jiang Bin Park, one of the scenic spots in Jiangcheng, is located at the foot of Mount Cisse, which is built by the river and is about ten miles long. Few people must know about this park. However, in Zhang's poem "Fishing Songs" in the Tang Dynasty, "Egrets fly in front of the Cisse Mountain, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat. Green is about to drip, and you don't have to return in the oblique wind and drizzle. "
Ginkgo trees in the park are lined with jagged old trees, cuckoos are dotted among them, and peaches and willows are all over the embankment. The scenery is beautiful and quiet, and there are many tourists. Tourists either stroll along the long embankment or sit on stools, laughing and enjoying themselves.
Walking in the garden, the breeze is Xu Lai, and the river waves are like jade. Standing by the column, the river sails compete for shadows, seagulls and herons fly by, and when you look around, you can see the smallness of people everywhere!
The spring breeze is warm, the leaves are green, azaleas (azaleas) are crazy, sparkling, row upon row, people laugh and birds sing, the balcony is corresponding, flowers and trees come one after another, and the grass is green, as if they were in a painting in the south of the Yangtze River.
4. My own poem describing the scenery: Chai Lu, there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice.
Go back to the depths of the forest and shine at me from the green moss. The Hanjiang River is bounded by its three southern branches reaching the border of Chu, and nine tributaries reaching Jingmen.
The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no. Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky.
These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! . This poem focuses on the big picture and describes the magnificent mountains and rivers in Xiangyang area, with great momentum and broad artistic conception. The combination of "This river crosses the heavens and the earth, and there are both mountains and mountains here" has become a famous sentence throughout the ages.
The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
This poem outlines the moon, spring flow, bamboo noise, lotus movement and other special things with delicate strokes, and presents readers with a fresh, beautiful, beautiful and harmonious mountain color map after the autumn rain. When Wang Sun pointed to the poet himself, he reversed the poem "Wang Gui, you can't stay in the mountains for a long time" in The Songs of the South, saying that the scenery in the mountains is particularly charming.
Zhongnanshan, with its huge height close to the city of heaven, connects the mountains and a corner of the sea. The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared.
The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are different. Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?
This poem aims to lament the magnificent growth of Mount Zhongnan. The first pair of couplets is about a long-term vision, expressing the majestic mountains with artistic exaggeration.
Zhuan Xu wrote a close-up, describing what he saw in the mountains, describing the change, movement and deformation of clouds and gas, and she was very pregnant. The Necklace further describes the vast northern part of Shan Zhinan and various mountains and valleys.
At the end of the couplet, I want to stay in the mountains for the victory in the mountains. The word "separated by a water" points out the position of the author's "vision"
Ji Xiang Temple, not knowing the way to the Temple of Heaped Fragrance Road, misty mountains and clouds. Ancient trees are towering, but there are no pedestrian paths, and there are bells in the mountains in the temple.
Spring listens to swallow dangerous stones, and the sun is tempered by pines. In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.
Ji Xiang Temple: The former site is in the south of Chang 'an County, Shaanxi Province. Drug-making dragon: Buddhism is a metaphor for evil thoughts and delusions.
See Nirvana Sutra: "But there are poisonous dragons in my residence, and I am afraid of harm." There is not a word about the temple in the whole poem, but the environment outside the temple, especially the depth of the ancient temple
Looking forward to the new youth, vilen is vast, and there is no atmosphere. The gatehouse of the outer city is close to the ferry pier, and the trees at the edge of the village connect the stream and the estuary.
The silvery white river is shining in the fields, especially bright, and the green mountains stand behind the ridge. It is the busy farming season, there are no idle people, and farmers are busy going to the fields.
This poem describes the countryside in early summer. It was sunny after the rain, and the poet looked at the scenery vilen saw.