What are the ancient poems about Nanjing as follows:
Confucius Temple
Nandu Yiguan built Ye City, and Wen Zong succeeded to the Six Dynasties. There are many beautiful things in the south of the Yangtze River, and the sound of wooden bells has been heard for thousands of years.
Woyi Alley
Where are the two handsome men looking? This empty street stands alone in the sunset. There are also new swallows nesting under the eaves, flying here and there wearing black clothes.
Laomendong
The moss and black tiles on the horse-head wall, the market breeze carries the fragrance of gold powder. Drunk in the sound of people and fireworks, you may dream of Qi Liang.
Qinhuai River
The orchid boats compete with each other, and the colorful lights are noisy at night. What are the tourists looking for one after another? The old rouge at the bottom of the Qinhuai River.
Meixiang Tower
The room that came to search for fragrance was empty, and the carved eaves let the rain fall into the curtains. Beauty story, rivers and mountains shed tears, and the peach blossoms are blood-red.
Xuanwu Lake
Why did the king offend Qin because of his anger? An innocent expanse of sparkling water. Who determines the rise and fall of achievements? It will not hinder the people in the lake.
Tao Ye Ferry
The willows are green and the water is soft, and the stone across the river is a sign of spring and autumn. I have never crossed my heart without encountering Wang Lang's peach leaf boat.
Tianyin Mountain
The withered grass and trees have experienced the vicissitudes of life, and I can see the ancient battlefields of the previous dynasties. If God really grants the seal, he will not teach King Zhong to be bound here.
"Climbing the Phoenix Terrace in Jinling" - Li Bai, Tang Dynasty
The phoenix travels on the Phoenix Terrace, and the phoenix leaves the platform and the empty river flows by itself. The flowers and plants of the Wu Palace are buried in the secluded paths, and the clothes of the Jin Dynasty are transformed into ancient hills. Beyond the blue sky, the three mountains are halfway down, and the two rivers are divided into Bailuzhou. The floating clouds can always cover the sun, and the absence of Chang'an makes people sad.
"Water Dragon Song·Dengjian Kangxin Pavilion" - Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty
The clear autumn is thousands of miles away, and the water goes with the sky and the autumn is boundless. The eyes are far away, offering sorrow and hatred, jade hairpin and snail bun. The sunset above the building, in the sound of broken bells, wanderers from the south of the Yangtze River. I looked at Wu Gou and took pictures of the railings, but no one understood me.
Don’t say that the perch is worthy of praise. When the west wind blows, will the eagle return in season? Asking for fields and houses, fearing that he should be embarrassed to see you, Liu Lang is talented. It's a pity that the passing years, the sorrow and wind and rain, the trees are like this! Who calls Qian, with red scarf and green sleeves, to find the hero's tears!
"Linjiangxian·How deep is the courtyard"——Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
How deep is the courtyard? The cloud window and fog pavilion are often blocked. The calyx on the willow shoots becomes increasingly clear. The moling tree returns in spring, and the old people build Kangcheng. I feel the moon and sing the wind, so many things have happened, but now I am getting old and have nothing to do. Who pities the haggard and withered. It's no fun to test the lights, and I'm not in the mood to walk in the snow.
"The Dude Rain Sends Li Zhou to Li Zhou" - Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty
In the gentle rain on the Chu River, it was the sunset of Jianye. The sail of Momo comes with heavy weight, and the bird of darkness leaves late. The sea gate is deep and invisible, and the Pu tree is far away. The love for each other is infinite, and a piece of clothing is better than a loose thread.
"Five Titles of Jinling: Stone City" - Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
My motherland is surrounded by mountains, and the empty city is lonely in the tide. In the old days on the east side of the Huai River, the moon came over the female wall late at night.
"Jinling Nostalgia" - Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
The tide is full of Yecheng Zhu, and the sun is setting at the imperial pavilion. The new grass in Caizhou is green, and the old smoke of the shogunate is green. The ups and downs are determined by personnel, mountains, rivers and empty terrain. A song of flowers in the backyard is unbearable to listen to.