Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?
Meet Li Guinian at the lower reaches of the river
In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times.
Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.
Zaolanxiang Huaian Chongwu
Silk binds the wrist, the hairpin hangs skillfully, and the jade sleeps on the yarn. The silver bottle is exposed in the well, and the colorful clouds are in the window. At that time, I wrote a pomegranate skirt, and the red yarn faded. I was very sad. Xiaomi's dream is getting old, and Tingzhou cooks smoke. Don't sing Jiangnan ancient tune, resentment is hard to recruit, and the Chu River is gloomy. Lavender swallow milk, dark rain plum yellow, afternoon mirror bath blue curtain. If you miss Qin Lou and want to go back to your hometown, you should make your own decision. But disappointed, repeated the new toad, with people.
The order of warbler's voice and swallow
Residual cold deceives sick wine, covering up Shen Xiang embroiders households. Yan came late and flew into the west city. For example, 7A686964616FE58685E5AEB9313332643866 said that spring came late. Painting boat, clear sky, clear smoke, Ran Ran martial arts tree. Thoughts wander and turn into light sheep with the wind. Ten years in the West Lake, willows tied to horses, and the dust is soft and foggy. Gradually return to red, recruit into Xianxi, and send you Sue in secret. Leaning against the silver screen, the spring scenery is wide and the dream is narrow, the red and wet are broken, and the singing is golden. When the bank is empty, the gulls will always be returned at sunset. Orchids are ancient, Du Ruo is still alive, and the water town is still a tourist attraction. Later, I didn't visit, and the Sixth Bridge didn't believe me. I went to the Flower Committee and was buried in jade. After several storms. Long wave envy, shame on distant mountains, fishing lights reflecting the river, remembering time and short peach root crossing. The brothel is like a poem, and the tears are miserable. Looking at the dangerous pavilion, the grass is everywhere and the temple is half-disabled. Dark spot check, happy saliva from the mark, but still dyed? The phoenix fan returns and dances wildly. Write hard, the book is long and hateful, and the blue sky is full of lovesickness, and it bounces into the ranks of mourning Zheng. Sad, thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, complaining songs, is there a broken soul?
A deep sleep wins * * *, and Jiangnan is still alive in October.
The heavy curtain does not roll for a long time, and the ancient inkstone is slightly concave and gathers more ink.
On the moon, I suddenly saw the shadow of plum blossoms, and the wind was high to send geese.
A cup is too weak for you to laugh, and a cow is carrying our horn song.
South of the Yangtze river
Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, so there is no lotus leaf.
Fish hits the lotus leaf, fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west,
Fish hit the south of the lotus leaf, fish hit the north of the lotus leaf.
For Ye Fan.
The postman who came to meet the north broke the plum blossom and gave it to his friend in the mountains.
Jiangnan has nothing to do, and it's a spring chat.
Bodhisattva is beautiful
Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists should stay in Jiangnan until they are old. Spring water is brighter than the sky. Listen to the original.
Women who sleep in the rain and sell wine in Jiangnan restaurant are very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow. Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home.
Song of the south river
Tingzhou picks white apples, and Jiangnan is in the sunset.
Dongting has returned home, and Xiaoxiang has met an old friend.
Why don't old friends return? Spring flowers are too late to recover.
You don't know anything new, but you teach by example.
Yanghuaqu
Full of love, the wind is full of thoughts.
Cover your tears and pay attention, fold the orchids and stay.
Jiangnan lovesickness leads, and many sighs don't make any noise.
The yellow crane went to the northwest, holding my heart for thousands of miles.
Grass grows under the deep embankment and clouds enter the high city.
In spring, people are thinking, and thinking is always king.
Nanhu spring jujube
The clouds have gone, the wind and rain have stopped, the weather is just right, and the sun shines on the lake to form a reflection, which has a warm feeling.
Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight.
The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff.
It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased.
2. Seek good words and sentences to describe the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and there is also a poem called "Water Tune", which is presented by Zhang Lisu in Huangzhou Kuaizai Pavilion. Time: Song Author: Su Shi Style: "Sunset embroidered curtain" four words, pavilions are even empty.
In order for me to come, you specially painted the windows with bright red paint. This reminds me of the time when I was in Pingshan House, leaning against the pillow, enjoying the misty rain in the south and looking at the horizon in the distance.
Today, we saw the scene in front of us, and we realized that the scenery on the mountain was hidden as described by Ouyang, an old alcoholic. The endless water surface is crystal clear, reflecting the green shadow of the mountains.
Suddenly, the river was rough, and a fisherman was sailing in the wind and waves. Seeing this, I can't help but think of Song Yu's Song Yu. It is impossible for such a ridiculous person to understand that the wind in Zhuangzi is the voice of nature, saying that the wind has a daughter.
As a matter of fact, as long as a person has the noble spirit of ambition and wisdom, he can be poised in any occasion and enjoy the infinite comfort of thousands of miles. Title West Taiyi Palace Wall Age: Song Author: Wang Anshi Style: The word willow leaves are dark, and the lotus flower sunset glow is red and beautiful.
Thirty-six vicious spring waters, Baishi wants to see Jiangnan. When the fortune teller sent Bao Haoran to the east of Zhejiang Author: Song Author: Wang Guan Style: water is striking, [1] mountains gather eyebrows.
[2] To ask pedestrians where to go, their eyebrows lit up. [3] This will send you home in the spring and send you home again.
If you go to the south, you can catch up with spring, and you must keep the scenery of spring. Butterfly lovers Times Author: Song Author: Yan Style: The word "golden scissors" moves with fragrance, and when the color opens, it is not afraid of cold and heavy.
It's sunny and snowy, and the makeup is crisp and frozen. There are two emerald phoenixes on the twelfth floor, with ethereal songs. Remember Jiangnan Lane.
Drunk dancing in the spring breeze, who can * * *, Qin Yun has a honeymoon dream. Butterfly lovers Times Author: Song Author: Yan Style: Ci dreams of entering the smoke waterway in the south of the Yangtze River, all the way to the south of the Yangtze River, never leaving others.
I have nothing to say when I sleep, but I feel disappointed and dumbfounded. If you want to make good use of this love letter, you will find that there is no evidence in the end.
However, relying on the slow string songs, I broke my heart and Qin Zhenglie. Butterfly lovers Times: Song Author: Yan Style: The word plum blossom flatters at the beginning of Chiba. With a cold smile, the inner makeup is tried first.
The moon is delicate and fragrant with ice muscles, and the romantic wind is called Dongjunyi. -Twisting the spring light, the whole country has a taste.
Jade sound blows all over the ground, and good branches grow long and hate no one to send them. Hu Daolian era: Song Author: Yan Style: The word first reported plum blossom, which caused the revival of Jiangnan.
Shake the scenery of Yuxi, and the water is horizontal. Strange fragrance until drunk, drunk still wake up because of fragrance.
Goodness is a combination of jade and beauty, and people compete with flowers for jade. The year of staying in spring: Song Author: Yan Style: The word painting screens the sky, the dream returns to the appointment, and the ten continents are full of clouds and water.
Hand-twisted red stationery gives people books, and writing is infinitely harmful to spring. Biepu's tall buildings used to lean thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River.
In the sound of running water downstairs, there are tears during the day and high tears. Age of Bodhisattva Man: Song Author: Yan Style: The word Jiangnan is not white, people are Jiangnan guests.
Remember the old meeting, the light smoke in the middle of the month. Jade let a letter, come back with a smile.
Huaiyuan went upstairs, and the clouds and geese were low at night. Qing Dynasty feud era Author: Song Author: Yan style: words, flowers, flowers are still shallow, jade building first warm.
Spring dream, Jiangnan is still far away. Back to Wen Jin secretly cut it, but it was too late to send it.
It's too short-sighted to ask acacia. Date of birth Inspector: Song Author: Yan Style: Where did Ci Chun come from? Ask the stream.
The shore is yellow and the long wheat is green. Affectionate and beautiful young man, only one finger is close to Fang Fei.
Who sent sister Ling Tou to report the letter from Jiangnan? Youth Travel Times: Song Author: Yang Yi Style: The word Jiangnan keeps things, the water is light and the clouds are light, and the snow is full of thousands of villages.
Chihiro Cuiling, a fragrant branch, is passed on to people all the way. Shouyang makeup, ice posture and jade state, really childish.
It's stormy, more patient, smelling in the flute. -Fang's "Surfing in Summer Time without Thinking about Mountains" Author: Song Author: Zhou Bangyan Style: The word wind makes the old warbler fly, the rain makes the plum blossom fat, and the trees clear the garden in the afternoon.
Lying low near the mountain, wet clothes, total cost of baking fire. People are happy when they are birds and kites, and new ones splash outside the bridge.
After a long time, Huang Wei bitter bamboo, suspected of flooding Jiujiang ship. Every year, like a club swallow, I drift in the Han Sea and send a rafter for repair.
Don't think about the performance outside, or koEY spirit, always sit in front of the bottle. I am tired and haggard, and I can't bear to listen to intense and complicated orchestral music.
At Song's banquet, a pillow was installed for me, so that I could sleep at will when I was drunk. Jie Lianhuan era: Song Author: Zhou Bangyan genre: word resentment without faith.
The lover is cut off, and the news is far away. The comic book can be uncovered by a clever hand, like the wind and rain, and the fog is light and the clouds are light.
The swallow house is empty, and the dark dust locks a string. In the old society, red medicine was planted by hand to change roots and leaves.
Du Ruo was born in Tingzhou. The boat bends along the coast, and people are on the horizon.
Memory, listening to books that day, gossip is always burning. Shui Yi Spring Festival, Wang Jiangnan sent me plum calyx.
Give up this life, raise a glass to the flowers and shed tears for Iraq. Memories: Song Author: Fan Chengda Lou Yin, column shadow lying on the east wing of the moon.
On the east side of the moon, the wind is dew for one day, and apricot blossoms are like snow. Smoke-proof urges the leakage of gold to swallow, and Luo fine-tunes the dark snuff knot.
Snuff knot, a spring dream, Jiangnan is vast. Recalling the era of Wang Sun: Song Author: Jiang Kui genre: the word cold red leaves fall into the pond.
A ship with a long line of clouds. Scattering Jiangnan is not free.
Plan ahead. It is expected that every night will be very sad.
Divination symbol year: Song Author: Style: The word "snow moon" is the most appropriate and best. When it snowed in Jiangnan last year, plum blossoms appeared at the end of the month.
It blooms early this year, or that year. Leng Yan is a lonely man with bright eyes and just needs some snow.
Yulouchun Age: Song Author: Yan Style: The word "red" is used to learn to dance with a soft waist, and the dancing clothes are dyed like a palace. Woven into a wild goose outside the cloud, dyed as a light spring in the south of the Yangtze River.
In the Peach Blossom Palace, there is a Song Guan, which is a beautiful night. When I came back, the wine with double sleeves was scarred, and the fine print was unintentional.
Man in Bodhisattva Age: Tang Author: Style: Ci Bao Xin Bird Peng, agarwood shovel on Wu Shanbi. Willow, like silk, is the spring rain on the postal bridge.
The painting is broken, and the grass is Jiang Nanan. Luan mirror flowers, who knows this.
Jade Butterfly Age: Tang Author: Style: The word autumn wind is sad, the traveler has not returned. The grass beyond the Great Wall decays first, and the geese in the south of the Yangtze River come late.
Lotus has a tender face and new eyebrows. It's sad and heartbreaking to shake it down. Who knows?
Jiangnan Spring Day Author: Song Author: Kou Zhun Style: misty words, lonely village far grass, apricot flowers flying in the setting sun. Jiang Nanchun was completely heartbroken, and Pingman Tingzhou people did not return.
Ghosts and demons: Song Author: Liu Yong Style: The word Ye Yizhou sails, temporarily berthing on the south bank of Chu River. Lonely city at dusk attracts resentment.
The water is boundless and the geese are scattered. Smoke gathers in cold forest clusters, painting screen exhibition.
The mountains are small and the eyebrows are shallow. Reward the old and throw it lightly, and you will become a tourist here.
It's too late to feel tired. Being in a foreign land, you can bear hardships and worry about your eyes.
Credit of imperial city, resistance of Qin Lou, wandering soul confusion. .
3. What are some beautiful sentences describing the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River? 1. The roads in Jiangnan water town are gentle, drizzling and rippling. This is the Jiangnan water town. Twists and turns, green and faint, this is the appearance of Jiangnan water town.
At this moment, I have been sitting in the pavilion across the river. Suddenly, I realized that Jiangnan was a girl hiding in a black paint grid to avoid Shimada Hanzo. Through the sandalwood outside the window, the south of the Yangtze River in front of us is like a thick ink painting. On the pebble table, a cup of hot tea is steaming, mixed with misty rain, which is difficult to see clearly. Did the girl drink? I don't know about Jun Jun, but it's miserable and cold. Drops of pink tears, splashed on the scroll of ink painting, are the tenderness of Jiangnan. Clouds blossom and fall, tears streaming down her face, and this hatred is endless, all in Jiangnan.
People who get up early are either busy in the fields or fishing on the shore. Ships are running back and forth, birds are singing in the branches, chickens and ducks are playing on the water, boatswain is washing clothes, beautiful Jiangnan, prosperous and harmonious water town.
4. The houses in the south of the Yangtze River will always be two-story buildings. When I disembarked from a stone bridge and walked slowly on the bridge, the scenery of Jiangnan slowly unfolded in front of me. When I climbed to the top of the bridge, I could see the rivers in the south of the Yangtze River. There are many houses on both sides of the river. Looking at it, it seems to have extended to the horizon. Tall willows block the sunshine and reflect the shadows in the water, which is like a dream.
Jiangnan is so gentle, even if the dazzling sunshine is here, it is so soft. She is like a gentle woman, elegant and fresh.
6. The quiet wind blows all over the south of the Yangtze River, the sadness and faint cries of the old vines, the remoteness of the small bridge and the joy of the lotus leaf field. In these countless moments, Jiangnan has transformed into another clean world, and he summarized the outline of Jiangnan. Jiangnan, an affectionate paradise, breeds simple and kind human beings, whether it is the law of life at sunrise and sunset, or the hobby of poetry, chess and painting; Whether it is exquisite and beautiful food culture or exquisite garden art, the unique cultural heritage of the water town is opening a window to the world, and a strong cultural atmosphere spreads all over the world.
7. Walking on blue bricks and stones, I am eager to remember every detail of Jiangnan. Every grass and tree seems to have that calm temperament. The road extends to unknown places, and every fork on the road leads to a different Jiangnan.
8. Women have made Jiangnan. In Jiangnan, women are not only gentle and affectionate, but also versatile. Embroidering and singing seems to be natural. In fact, what I like best is that Jiangnan women write poems. If the painting of poetry is self-contained, the short poems written by women add the charm of Jiangnan. Women make Jiangnan full of a kind of smart beauty. If you stand by a window and watch a woman quietly comb her hair, you will find that time can pass so subtly; If you follow a Jiangnan woman across an ancient road, you will find that life is full of scenery. With women, there is a complete Jiangnan.
9. If the night in Zhouzhuang in the south of the Yangtze River is a gentle woman, then the night by the Fujiang River in Suining is a young man full of masculinity. If the night in Jiangnan is a pipa to us, then the night in Fujiang is a fierce gong and drum!
10, stepping on the rambling bluestone path, reminds me of Jiangnan when I was young, just like this elegance. There are many boats moored on the rivers on both sides, and several boatmen are rocking their boats sparsely, waiting for tourists. They exude simple innocence and have the oldest quality in Jiangnan.
1 1. It rains in Mao Mao all over the south of the Yangtze River, which makes it hazy and mysterious. Mixed with raindrops, I stepped into the gardens in Suzhou. These buildings, which combine classical art, are the best representatives of uncontested, fresh and elegant Jiangnan. They don't have the domineering of the Forbidden City. They are the warmest homes for people who have been wandering for a long time. They are elegant and exquisite, and woodcarving, hollowed-out flower windows, pavilions and gardens are the best interpretations of Jiangnan.
12, created Jiangnan in minor. Perhaps it is the tile room that pervades the south of the Yangtze River. The grass room not only smells damp, but also has a dull tune. Although she is bored, she is bored and cool. One side of the soil and water support one side. Jiangnan people are not born to sing Shaanxi opera. Their ethereal songs are more like a dialogue with nature. They don't have to scream at the top of their lungs, they just talk. Whether it is a boudoir woman or a generous fisherman, whether it is an old man selling oil-paper umbrellas or a child learning English, minor is their daily language, and songs are words and words are songs. Only with minor can there be a complete Jiangnan.
13, this piece of red in front of me seems to be rippling in circles. This is the culture of Jiangnan people! A quiet city will at least not be buried or disappeared because of the existence of these red life. It is culture that builds Jiangnan, art that deepens Jiangnan, and emotion that perfects Jiangnan. Grandma said that paper-cutting needs patience, care and perseverance. The demure and elegance of Jiangnan is the delicate feelings of Jiangnan people and the dribs and drabs of cultural accumulation over countless years. She has her own feelings, her own personality and her own dreams.
14, every time I go to Jiangnan, it's probably March and April when the grass grows and the warbler flies. The more times you go, the idea of exploring the true meaning of Jiangnan arises. Jiangnan is a prosperous place of tobacco and willow, and a gentle and rich town. There are flowers, talents, beautiful women and lingering love stories in Jiangnan. But Jiangnan is also a place where heroes come forth in large numbers. Throughout the ages, many brave soldiers have been bred here. Sharp weapon-sword, also originated from wuyue in the south of the Yangtze River. What power makes two completely different temperaments, lingering and fierce and tenacious, fit seamlessly in one place, endless for thousands of years and endless? I was puzzled for a time.
15, standing in the mysterious place in the south of the Yangtze River, looking up at the dark sky, the wind and smoke are as clean as clear water. In the long years, there are beautiful water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, quiet ancient towns in the south of the Yangtze River, deep rain lanes in the south of the Yangtze River, literary charm in the south of the Yangtze River, and small bridges and flowing water.
4. The poem describing the ancient town in the south of the Yangtze River after the rain is not old in spring, but sunny and sunny. Try to watch it on a separate platform. Half the city is full of spring water, and the flowers are dark.
The breeze is floating and the drizzle is far away. A wisp of breeze wanders all his life, and a wisp of misty rain shakes down all his life. Listening to the rain at night, misty rain dreams of Jiangnan.
Winter snow in Saibei, spring flowers in Jiangnan. How can people not dawdle? The most difficult thing is to have a rest. Filar silk Jiang Nanyu, drop pear tears.
When we meet in Gusu, people sleep by the river.
Ancient palaces had little idle land and many small water lanes.
Buy lotus roots at night market, and Spring Festival travel rush will continue to lead the way.
Far away, I know that on a moonlit night, Acacia is singing a fishing song.
-This is Du Xunhe's Send Someone to Visit Wu. There are bridges and flowing water in the ancient town. ...
Looking at the ancient forest, it seems difficult to find Bay Creek Harbor.
At the beginning of the heavy frost in Emperor Lu Hua, the shadow of Sangzhe moved to the moon without sinking.
Although I hate the feeling of parting, I love wine, and I am afraid of smelling the incense when I send clothes.
On the night boat, I sang a folk song and said that I would go home wholeheartedly.
-This is Song Boren's Night Crossing Wuzhen in the Song Dynasty.