Author: Su Shi (Song)
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.
If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.
Su Shi's poem describing the beautiful scenery of the West Lake: "Looking at the Lake Building and Drunk with Books"
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Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.
Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
Extended reading: other poets' poems describing the beauty of the West Lake
Return to Hangzhou
Tang Bai Juyi
I haven't drunk much since I left Qiantang Mountain River, and I'm too lazy to recite poems.
I want to report this intention to West Lake.
Farewell to West Lake
Don Li Shen
The leaves of Pu look withered, and the birds on the waves are lonely.
Wind pipe music is easy to scatter flowers, but loom feathers are difficult to float.
Snow deceives spring and destroys fragrant calyx early, while falcon stirs autumn and blows green.
Colorful hair has no place to live, and sighing at the bridge is a kind of sadness.
Spring on the lake
Tang Bai Juyi
Spring scenery on the lake is picturesque, and chaotic peaks are scattered around the checkpoint.
There are thousands of green hills on the pine row and a pearl in the heart of the moon.
Early rice is pumped by the blue carpet line, and the green Luo skirt shows Xinpu.
I didn't throw it into Hangzhou, and half of it was this lake.
Name of Lin 'an Building
Song Lin Sheng
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?
Warm wind intoxicated tourists and made Hangzhou a Bianzhou.
West lake miscellaneous poems
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Cherish tourists' paintings, embroider the wrong platform, and spread it in the shade.
The song dynasty bought thousands of land and won Qiantang ten hectares of lake.
Extended reading: a good sentence describing the beauty of the West Lake.
Visiting the West Lake is also very particular. There is an old saying that all women and children in Hangzhou know that the West Lake is not as good as the West Lake at night, and the West Lake is not as good as the West Lake at night. From this point of view, Yuxi Lake should be the most prosperous of the West Lake. God bless me, when I was swimming in the lake, I was caught in Mao Mao rain.
When you come to the West Lake, from Emei, where the smoke stalls are lush, to the world, is it necessary for you to take a trip? But there is no place in Lihu Lake, Waihu Lake, Su Causeway and Bai Causeway. Mom, there is room for you.
The usual sight of water and horses has disappeared with time. What you see is a lotus in bud. The lake in the moonlight is more vivid and charming.
People rowed canoes, hummed leisurely songs and gently picked lotus roots. Those lotus roots are all fat in vain, just like little fat dolls, which makes people fondle them.
The West Lake in the rain has a unique scenery. I saw the drizzle falling on the West Lake, like countless silver threads connecting the sky and the lake, making a rustling sound, like who is singing happily; Willow girl kept swinging in the breeze and drizzle, as if dancing happily.
The gentleman hides the front and dances the epee, and one person lives on the mountain and the water. Mei Xiang Ying, thinking about breaking the waves, waiting for the wind to blow away a pool of lotus flowers, and then stepping through the snow with you, Xun Mei is intoxicated with the moon. The dream of breaking the tide in the West Lake is hard to break, and the sunset shines on Lei Feng.
Looking forward from the broken bridge, the sun shines on the lake, shining with blue waves and golden light. Waterbirds sometimes skim the blue sky and white clouds, and sometimes gently brush the water. What a beautiful fairyland on earth! This scene is beautiful.
On the lake, lotus leaves are like shy little girls. I hung my head and hid. They are reminding, waiting for people to pick the lotus root under it.
Here, nature and human creation are integrated and complement each other, and the beauty of nature and ethics is the ultimate beauty. The beauty of the West Lake is here!
The West Lake in autumn is a mature landscape. The sweet-scented osmanthus on the shore smells so good that people really want to walk back and forth.