There are 300 poems about water in Tang poetry 1. What are the poems describing landscapes among the 300 Tang poems?
Chai Lu-Wang Wei, 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.
"Spring Dawn"-Meng Haoran, this spring morning, I woke up easily and birds were singing everywhere. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
Birds Singing in the Stream —— Wang Weiren is idle with sweet-scented osmanthus, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. Sleeping at Jiande River Meng Haoran When my boat was sailing in the fog, the days were getting shorter and the memories of the old days began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
Wang Wei, who lives in autumn, stands in the autumn evening in an empty mountain after the rain. 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.
Meng Haoran, prepare chicken and rice for me, old friend. You entertain me on your farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
2. Ancient landscape poems
Du Fu's "Looking at Yue", the grandeur of Mount Tai! ? Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.
The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. ..
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. Climbing Yueyang Tower, I've heard about Dongting Lake for a long time, and now I finally climb this building.
The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water. There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat.
The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing. "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to the eastbound ships. If there is a spring boat on the lake, there is no end to the joy of thinking. No matter what the future holds, I will bear it.
And my boat and I, before the evening breeze, skimmed the flowers and entered the lake. At dusk, I turned to the valley to the west, where I could see the southern star on the other side of the mountain.
The mist rose and circled softly, and the low moon slanted through the Woods. I choose to put aside all worldly things and just be an old man with a fishing rod. ..
Qingxi is from Wang Wei, and I have braved the wind and waves to cross the Huanghua River, and the thoroughfare is from Qingxi. Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.
The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees. The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.
In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water. Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! .
Mount Zhongnan, with its huge height close to the city of heaven, connects Qian Shan to the 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?
Meng Haoran's "Qiu Deng Wan Shan Send Zhang Wu", on a north peak among the white clouds, you found your hiding place. Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese.
Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn. I looked down at the riverbank and took a flat-headed rest with the folks who came home.
The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon. I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.
A letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang. On the eighth day of the first month, the lake here is an air with heaven. Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.
I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.
"From a berth on Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou", I ran with the river all night. The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river.
Jiande's scenery is good, but it's not my hometown. I still miss my old friends in Yangzhou. Recalling those two lines of tears that I couldn't restrain, I looked at the west side of the west bank and sent sadness to Yangzhou.
On a clear morning, in a Buddhist retreat behind the Broken Mountain Temple, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine shone on the treetops. A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang.
In Wang Zhihuan's "In the Heron Villa", the mountains cover the day and the sea drains the golden river. By going up one flight of stairs, look further.
"Liangzhou Ci" The Yellow River, far from the white clouds, is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!
Poetry, Wang, Linjiangzhu and Mingluan continued to sing and dance. The painted building faces Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills at dusk.
The shadow of the idle cloud pool is long, and things change for a few years. Where is the emperor in the cabinet today? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself.
Li Bai used to play here when he climbed the Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing, so this place was named after them, but now he abandoned it to this desolate river. Martial arts flowers were laid on deserted paths, and the number of relatives and friends in the Jin Dynasty has become a famine.
Three mountains and a half fall outside the blue sky, and Egret Island is wet. Because clouds can break the sun and hide his city from my melancholy heart.
"Early Interpretation of Baidicheng" pays tribute to Baidicheng, and a thousand miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day. The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
"Looking at Lushan Waterfall" Rizhao incense burner gives birth to purple smoke, overlooking the waterfall in Qianchuan. Flying down three thousands of feet, Ying is the Milky Way falling for nine days.
"Looking at Tianmen Mountain" Tianmen cuts off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu flows. The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
"Yellow Crane Tower Farewell Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" Old friends say goodbye to the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks will go down to Yangzhou in March. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
The Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao, where the yellow crane carried saints to heaven a long time ago, is now the only one left. The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass. But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.
Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" Gushan Temple is located in the north of Jiating West, with a flat water surface and low clouds. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
Ode to Mujiang is covered with sunset, half river rustling and half river red. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.
On the frosty night of Zhang Ji's "a night-mooring near maple bridge", Jiang Feng caught fire and slept. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
Liu Yuxi's "Zhi Zhu Ci" Liu Lv Jiang Shuiping, I listen to the songs on the Langjiang River. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is ruthless and affectionate.
Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring" is thousands of miles long, green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
"Take the mountain" away from the cold mountain, the stone road is oblique, and there are people from Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Zhang Hu's "Nanjing Ferry" Jinling Du Jinshui Mountain Building, pedestrians can worry about themselves overnight. The tide sets on the moon, and the second and third fires in Guazhou.
3. Ancient poems related to water (3)
Du Fu in Spring
Peach blossom waves in March, the river flows back to the old marks. There is no sand tail in the morning, and the blue color moves Chai Men.
Pick up the delicious bait and pour it into the small garden with a pipe. With countless birds, it's noisy to take a shower.
Poetry of water
Author: Zhou Ying
How the Yellow River water flows out of heaven.
The general went to the East to wave goodbye to romantic figures of all times.
Hongliuli
But I don't know a ditch of desperate stagnant water
The ancient absurdity enjoyed a fish trip.
Li Bai's Yellow River and Su Shi's Yangtze River smell a stagnant water.
The logic of teasing
Because it is water, it is not afraid of flooding!
There is no revisiting Dongting Lake in Nv Ying in modern times.
Rain clouds in Wushan, Yao Ji
But it also belongs to the breadth of the Han dynasty, beyond imagination.
Far from the so-called Iraqis on the water side.
Leisure of water, lack of water
The water of life of poetry!
The charm of the Six Dynasties
Chengjiang is quiet as practice, and the rest of the clouds become beautiful.
Exquisiteness of Shuijing in Tang Dynasty
Taojingxi, the perch is fully grown.
Cui Ning Bi Bo ...
Thousands of years have passed, and Mrs. Xiang Jun is singing and dancing wildly.
Buried flexor's chest like a sunset.
Only the white clouds and yellow cranes in Chutian flow eastward!
Poetry of water
Did not follow the western philosophers back to Socrates' philosophy.
Did not create the pre-myth of Homer's epic.
And there are ripples!
Water is passive, no flow, no exit;
Poetry is tangible and rhythmic!
Even if it is like a ditch of stagnant water.
When stagnant water dies, it will be regenerated in large quantities;
A turbulent stream,
The vast sea mouth!
Water in poetry
1. White hair floating green water, Anthurium stirring clear waves. (Luo "Singing Goose")
2. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River. (Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain")
There is no road in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village. (Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village)
4. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun. (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun)
At sunrise, the flowers in the river are better than the fire. In spring, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan")
6. Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves softness, (Yang Wanli's "Little Pool")
7. Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river plumbing duck prophet. (Su Shi's "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene")
8. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs)
9. Where there is water, there are mountains and islands. (Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea")
10. Yangliuqing Jiang Shuiping, singing on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi's "Zhi Zhu Ci")
There are at least two ancient poems about water.
Ye Duxiang dreams of greatness.
The passenger ship was greedy and sneaked across the Xiangjiang River.
Smell Du Fang with dewdrops, and pick lotus with songs.
The people on the list jumped into the fire, and the fish stayed in the pool and smoked.
Ask each other when traveling, where is Xunyang?
Wen Huai friedensreich hundertwasser Juyi
Seek fame and fortune, disturb the world.
What's wrong with the Huaihe River? It's not idle to flow eastward.
Li Bai in Lishui District
Lushui will be in autumn tomorrow.
South Lake picks white apples.
Lotus is charming and wants to say goodbye.
Worried about killing the boatman.
Du Fu in Spring
Peach blossom waves in March, the river flows back to the old marks. There is no sand tail in the morning, and the blue color moves Chai Men.
Pick up the delicious bait and pour it into the small garden with a pipe. With countless birds, it's noisy to take a shower.
Water in poetry
1. White hair floating green water, Anthurium stirring clear waves. (Luo "Singing Goose")
2. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River. (Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain")
There is no road in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village. (Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village)
4. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun. (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun)
At sunrise, the flowers in the river are better than the fire. In spring, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan")
6. Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves softness, (Yang Wanli's "Little Pool")
7. Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river plumbing duck prophet. (Su Shi's "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene")
8. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs)
9. Where there is water, there are mountains and islands. (Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea")
10. Yangliuqing Jiang Shuiping, singing on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi's "Zhi Zhu Ci")
5. Li Bai's water poems
Li Bai sees Tianmen Mountain.
The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island.
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
Li Bai, a gift for Wang Lun.
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
Uncle Shu Yun from Xie Tiao Building in Xuanzhou farewell school.
Since yesterday, I have to leave Bolt and me behind.
It hurts my heart even more today.
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.
The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.
We all yearn for the distance and want to go to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords, it is even more worrying to raise our glasses to eliminate our worries.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
Look at Lushan Waterfall
The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain.
On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
Five poems in Dongting with Ye, assistant minister of punishments of my uncle, and Jia Sheren, a Chinese book.
one
Dongting looks at the Chu River in the west and there is no cloud in the south.
In the sunset, Changsha is far in autumn, and I don't know where to hang the Xiang army.
Secondly,
In the autumn night, the south lake is clear of water and smoke. How can you ride the sky?
Let Dongting Lake enjoy some moonlight on credit and enjoy the moon and drink happily.
third
Chen Xiangchuan and Ethan, gifted scholars in Luoyang, went to the moon in the same boat.
I remember Chang 'an still wanted to laugh, and I didn't know where it was.
Fourth.
Dongting Lake is full of autumn moonlight in the west, and Xiaoxiang Jiangbei flies early.
Drunk guests are full of boat songs, I don't know if the frost is in the autumn clothes.
Fifth.
Whether Di Zi Xiaoxiang can go or not, there is no autumn grass in Dongting.
Ming Lake sweeps open the jade mirror, and Danqing paints Junshan.
Baidi City was released in advance.
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
In autumn, Yao Temple Pavilion in Lujun County hosted a banquet to make up for the vacancy and the rest.
I thought it was crisp in autumn. Who is crisp in autumn?
The mountains will set the sun, and the water will clear the sky.
Lu wine white jade pot, send me into the brocade book.
Rest the saddle and rest the ancient wood, untie the belt and hang the horizontal branches.
Songs and drums return to the pavilion, and the wind blows.
Clouds return to the blue sea and evening, geese have no blue sky.
Lost in Wan Li, lost in thought.
Farewell to Guangling
Jade bottles sell good wine and send it back to you thousands of miles away.
It's just below Ma Chuiyang, between Oubei Avenue.
Look at the water on the horizon and the green hills on the sea.
Let's go our separate ways. Why get drunk?
Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou from Yellow Crane Tower.
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
Sailing alone in the blue mountains, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
Break up in a hotel in Nanjing.
A gust of wind blew catkins, which made the shop more fragrant. A girl from Wu poured wine and advised me to drink it.
Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving.
Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ?
6. Poems about water Li Bai's poems
Break up in a hotel in Nanjing
Lipper
A gust of wind blew catkins, which made the shop more fragrant. A girl from Wu poured wine and advised me to drink it.
Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving.
Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ?
Question and answer in the mountains
Lipper
I asked what I meant by living in the blue mountains, but I laughed without answering my heart.
Peach blossoms are opening, and it is another world.
Qiudeng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building
Lipper
The city by the river is as beautiful as the picture, and the mountains are getting late. I climbed the Xie Tiao Building to overlook the clear sky.
Between the two rivers, one lake is like a bright mirror; The two bridges on the river look like rainbows falling from the sky.
There are cold orange sleeves and old phoenix trees in autumn.
Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie?
Climb the Phoenix Terrace from Nanjing.
Lipper
There used to be a phoenix on the phoenix platform, and the phoenix went to Taiwan, only Jiangdong returned.
The paths of Wu Palace were all crooked by weeds, and this Jin Dynasty was also dressed as Guqiu.
The mountains are shrouded in clouds, such as blue sky, and the river is divided into two.
A cloud rises between the light of heaven and me, hiding his city from my melancholy heart!
Send a friend away
Lipper
Green mountains are located on the north side of the city wall, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city.
Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away.
With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.
I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset.
Wangtianmen mountain
Lipper
Tianmen interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and clear water flowed from east to north.
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
In short, many, even more if you count waterfalls and streams.