1. Verses about low clouds
Verses about low clouds 1. Verses describing clouds
1. "Looking at the Mountains"
Author Du Fu Dynasty Tang
How about Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young. The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dawn.
Zeng Yun is born in the chest, and the returning bird enters the canthus. You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will have a panoramic view of the mountains.
Translation
How majestic is Mount Tai? Walking out of Qilu, you can still see the green peak. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful scenery, with mountains to the south and north separating morning and dusk. Layers of white clouds wash away the ravines in the chest; the returning birds fly into the eye sockets to enjoy the scenery. You must climb to the top of Mount Tai to overlook the mountains and feel full of pride.
2. "Autumn Poems"
Author Liu Yuxi Tang Dynasty
Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring.
A crane lining the clouds in the clear sky brings poetry to the blue sky.
Translation
Since ancient times, I have felt sad and lonely every autumn, but I think autumn is better than spring. In the clear sky, a crane flew up from the clouds, which triggered my poetry to reach the blue sky.
3. "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake"
Author Bai Juyi Tang Dynasty
North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low. In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud.
The wild flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves. My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, where the green poplar trees shade the white sand embankment.
Translation
After walking around the north of Gushan Temple and west of Jiagong Pavilion, the lake water has just risen and is level with the shore, and the white clouds are hanging very low. A few early orioles are vying to perch in the warm trees facing the sun, and the newly arrived swallows are busy building nests and carrying mud. The wildflowers are dazzling when they are blooming, and the spring grass has just barely covered the horses' hooves before it grows tall. My favorite scenery on the east side of the lake is unforgettable, with rows of willows crossing a white sand embankment.
4. "Happy Rain on a Spring Night"
Author Du Fu Tang Dynasty
Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.
The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.
Translation
Good rain seems to choose the right time to fall in the spring when all things emerge. With the gentle breeze, it quietly enters the night. Finely and densely, it nourishes all things on the earth.
Thick dark clouds shrouded the fields and paths. Only a fishing fire on a fishing boat on the river emitted a ray of light, which looked particularly bright. When daybreak comes, the damp soil will be covered with red petals, and the streets and alleys of Jinguan City will be a colorful scene.
5. "Man Jiang Hong·Writing Feelings"
Author Yue Fei, Dynasty Song Dynasty
Angry and furious, leaning on the railing, the mist rain stops. He raised his eyes, looked up to the sky and roared, with strong feelings. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait to see the young man's head grow white, and it will be empty and sad.
Jingkang’s shame is still not over. When will the hatred of the ministers be destroyed? Driving a long car, crossing the gap in Helan Mountain. The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty. Waiting to start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.
Translation
I was so angry that my hair stood up, so I raised my hat and climbed up to lean on the railing. A drizzle had just stopped. Looking up at the vast expanse, looking up to the sky and sighing, my heart is filled with the heart of serving the country. Although I have established some achievements over the past thirty years, they are as insignificant as dust. I have traveled 8,000 miles from north to south and gone through many turbulent lives.
Don't waste your years, your youth's black hair will turn gray, and you will only have regrets and sorrows alone. The shame of Jingkang Year has not yet been washed away. When will the resentment of the ministers be extinguished? I will drive a chariot to attack Helan Mountain, and even Helan Mountain will be leveled. I am full of lofty ambitions. When I am hungry during the war, I will eat the enemy's flesh. When I am talking and laughing, I will drink the enemy's blood. I want to start all over again, regain the old rivers and mountains, and pay homage to my old capital, Jingque.
2. Poems describing "clouds"
1. The colorful clouds are astonishing at the end of the year, lingering on the top of the solitary mountain.
2. The green tower contains dawn mist, and the lotus peak carries evening clouds. 3. The auspicious clouds are rising, and the green ridges are floating in the new sky.
4. White clouds rise from the beams, and the atmosphere never stops. 5. White clouds rise into the distance and sway into the clear sky.
6. Looking at the clouds all day without looking back, being unmotivated is like having no talent. 7. White clouds rise in the imperial town and fly over the thoroughfare.
8. Standing still increases the sense of distance, and you can see the solitary cloud in the middle peak. 9. The white clouds on the mountains have not yet dispersed, and the green wheat in the fields is about to wither.
10. On a clear dawn day in early spring, I look up to the clear clouds. 11. The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.
12. All the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is alone. 13. Only in this mountain, I don’t know where the clouds are.
14. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the only light is the fire on the river boats. 15. Under the moonlight, there is a flying mirror, and the clouds are forming sea towers.
16. Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow. 17. Bai Di’s farewell speech among the colorful clouds, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are returned in one day.
18. Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living deep in the white clouds. 19. Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain.
20. The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away.
3. Poems describing a lot of clouds
1. Floating clouds can always block the sun, and the absence of Chang'an makes people sad.
It comes from "Ascending the Phoenix Terrace of Jinling" by Li Bai of the 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 half-fallen by the three mountains, Bailuzhou is divided into two waters. The floating clouds can always cover the sun, and the absence of Chang'an makes people sad.
Interpretation: There used to be a phoenix on the Phoenix Platform, but after the phoenix left the platform, only the river still flowed. The flowers and fragrant grasses of Wu's palace cover the desolate paths, and many royal families of the Jin Dynasty have become barren tombs and ancient hills.
Three mountains loomed in the clouds and mist, like the falling blue sky, and the river was divided into two rivers by Bailuzhou. Those long and floating clouds always obscure the brilliance of the sun. Climbing high and not seeing the city of Chang'an makes people feel sad and melancholy.
2. Thousands of miles of floating clouds roll over the blue mountains, and a lonely moon flows in the middle of the blue sky. From "Reply to the King Drinking Alone on Twelve Cold Nights" written by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. It snowed in Wuzhong last night, and Zi Youjia was in high spirits.
Thousands of miles of floating clouds roll over the blue mountains, and a lonely moon flows in the middle of the blue sky. The lonely moon Canglang River Han Qing, Beidou scattered Chang Geng Ming.
The night when Huaiyu drank wine was white with frost, and the jade bed and golden well were towering with ice. Life may be fleeting for a hundred years, but love must be enjoyed for eternity.
You can't imitate cockfighting with raccoon paste and golden talons, and just sit back and let your breath blow the rainbow. You can't imitate Ge Shu, wandering Qinghai at night with a knife, and slaughtering stone fortresses in the west to get purple robes.
Reciting poems and composing poems in the north window, I can’t say enough about a glass of water. Everyone in the world turned around when they heard this, just like the east wind hitting a horse's ear.
The fish’s eyes also laughed at me, saying they were the same as the bright moon. Hualiu can't eat when he's fisting, but he can't eat because of his donkey's ambition.
"Zheyang" and "Huanghua" are in line with popular customs, and the king of Jin listened to Qin in vain and listened to "Qingjiao". "Baren" who is willing to harmonize with "Yangchun"? Chu land still has cheap Qi Pu.
When all the gold is gone, the deal cannot be concluded, and the white head is taken lightly for the Confucian body. Every conversation and laughter loses its color, and flies and beetles make noises.
Was Zeng Shen a murderer? The three slanderous words shocked the loving mother. When discussing with you and holding your hand, how can there be honor or disgrace? Kong Sheng still heard that Feng Lin was hurt, and Dong Long was even worse! A life of pride, misery and disharmony, kindness and sparseness, good work and good will.
Yan Ling bows to the emperor of Han Dynasty, why should he hold a long sword and lean on the jade steps. Being rich is not expensive enough, and being poor is not sad enough.
Han Xin was ashamed and sent Jiang Guanbi, but you were ashamed and chased Gu'er away. If you don't see Li Beihai, where is his heroism and heroism now? Don't you see Pei Shangshu? There are wormwood and thorns living in the earthen tomb! The young man had long wanted to go to the Five Lakes, but when he saw this place, he saw the bells and cauldrons sparse.
Interpretation: There was a heavy snowfall in Wuzhong last night, and you were in high spirits like Wang Ziyou. Thousands of floating clouds surround the green mountains, and a lone moon swims in the middle of the sky.
The lonely moon is cool and cold, and the Milky Way is clear and clear. The Taibai star is crystal clear and the Big Dipper stars are scattered all over the place.
On a night when white frost spreads on the ground, you miss me over wine, and the well platform with gold and jade sculptures is frozen and majestic. A hundred years of life is just a fleeting moment, and you have to drink wine to vent your eternal sorrow.
You can't imitate the cockfighting man who gets favored by flattery and blows the neon light from his nostrils. You can't imitate Shu Han, the warrior brother of Longyou, who rode across Qinghai on horseback and held a sword, bloodbathed the stone fortress, and became a purple-robed hero.
You can only recite poems and compose poems under the north window, even if you have thousands of words, they are not as useful as a cup of water. People in this world turn away when they hear poems and poems, just like a gust of east wind blowing in the ears of a horse.
The stupid people actually came to laugh at me, boasting that their talents were the same as Mingyue Baozhu. The thousand-mile horse is hunched over and unable to eat or drink, yet it roars triumphantly in the spring breeze.
Songs like "Zhe Yang" and "Huang Hua" are in line with popular tastes. How could Duke Ping of Jin be worthy of listening to music like "Qing Jiao"? How can someone who is used to singing "Ba Ren" music be willing to respond to the elegant music of "Yangchun"? Chu people have always despised precious jade. Even though the gold is gone but he has not found a close friend, the scholar with flowing white hair is still looked down upon.
As he talked and laughed, his expression changed unexpectedly, and then there were villains like flies making accusations. How could Zeng Shen be a murderer? But Sanjin Yiyan still shocked his mother.
I will hold your hand and tell you what is in my heart. For me, honor and disgrace are already things outside my body. I heard that the sage Kong also lamented the phoenix and the unicorn. What kind of chicken and dog is Dong Long! It is difficult to get along with powerful people if you are arrogant throughout your life. You will be alienated from the emperor, your recommendations will be in vain, and your ambition will be difficult to realize.
Yan Ziling bowed his head and refused to bow to the emperor of the Han Dynasty, so why should I serve the emperor with my chin on my sword! Being prosperous is not expensive, and poverty is not enough to worry about. At that time, Han Xin was ashamed to associate with Zhou Bo and Guan Ying, and you were ashamed to associate with Tugu's children.
If you don’t see Li Beihai, where is his heroic spirit now? Don't you see Pei Shangshu? The three-foot earthen tomb is covered with wormwood and thorns! When I was young, I wanted to learn from Fan Li and roam around the five lakes. Seeing these, I wanted to stay away from wealth and fame. 3. Only in this mountain, I don’t know where the clouds are.
From Jia Dao of the Tang Dynasty, "He who seeks hermitage will not be found/Sun Ge's poem about visiting sheep to honor his master" Matsushita asked the boy, telling him that the master was going to collect medicine. Only in this mountain, I don’t know where the clouds are.
Definition: Asked the young schoolboy under the pine tree, he said that his master had gone to the mountains to collect medicine. I only know that he is in this big mountain, but the mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, and I don’t know where he is.
4. The yellow clouds are moving thousands of miles, and the white waves are flowing over the snow-capped mountains. It comes from "A Ballad from Mount Lu sent to Lu Shi Yuxu Zhou" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. I am a madman of Chu, and Feng Ge laughs at Confucius.
Holding a green jade staff, he bids farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower. I never go far to find immortals in the Five Mountains, and I will spend my life traveling to famous mountains.
Lushan Mountain shows off the South Douban, and the screen has nine folds of clouds. The shadow falls on Minghu Lake and the light is green. There are two long peaks in front of the Golden Tower, and three stone beams hang upside down from the Milky Way.
The Xianglu Waterfall looks across from each other in the distance, and the cliffs reach the peak. Green shadows and red clouds reflect the morning sun, and birds cannot fly to Wu Tianchang.
Climbing high and spectacular, between heaven and earth, the vast river will never return. The yellow clouds are moving thousands of miles, and the white waves are flowing over the snow-capped mountains.
It is good for Lushan ballads, and it is popular because of Lushan. Peering into the stone mirror clears my heart, thanking the public for the green moss.
If you take Huandan early, you will have no worldly feelings, and the threefold path of Qinxin will be completed. I saw an immortal in the colorful clouds in the distance, holding a hibiscus towards Yujing.
I am sweating all over Jiugai in advance, and I am willing to take Lu Ao on a tour to Taiqing. Interpretation: I was originally like that madman who took over Chu and sang the Phoenix song loudly to laugh at Confucius.
Holding a stick inlaid with green jade in hand, we bid farewell to the famous Yellow Crane Tower early in the morning. Climbing the Five Mountains to find immortality is not afraid of the long journey, and I like to travel to famous mountains in this life.
The beautiful Lushan Mountain stands tall and straight beside the Nandou. The nine-fold cloud screen spreads out like a beautiful cloud, and the shadows of the lakes and mountains reflect each other with a green light. In front of Jinque Rock, the twin peaks stand high in the clouds, and the Sandie Spring is like a Milky Way with three stone beams hanging upside down.
The Xianglufeng Waterfall looks across from it in the distance, and the mountains and cliffs tower into the vast sky. The emerald clouds, red clouds and the morning sun complement each other, and even birds cannot fly. Wu Tianguang is long and wide.
Climb high and look at the spectacular scene between heaven and earth. The river flows eastward and never returns. Thousands of miles of yellow clouds in the sky change the color of the wind, and the nine waves of the river run like snow-capped mountains.
I like to sing for the majestic Mount Lu, and this interest is fueled by the scenery of Mount Lu. Looking at the stone mirror in your spare time makes your mind pure. Xie Lingyun's footprints have long been covered by moss.
I want to take the elixir as soon as possible to get rid of earthly feelings.
4. Poems about "clouds"
Clouds on the Ridge by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The white clouds on the mountains have not dispersed, and the green wheat in the fields will dry up due to drought.
What can you do if you are born and destroyed by yourself? Can you chase the east wind and make rain? Xia Yun and Caosong of the Tang Dynasty have the potential to become Yue Ren and grow Cui Wei in an instant. The dark bird cannot fly, but the wild wind can blow it away.
There are so many things happening in one day that you forget to look back at them immediately. It's about to end with summer rain, when I first hear thunder on the river.
On a clear dawn day in early spring, I look at three plain clouds. Chen Shimu of the Tang Dynasty. The colorful light floats on the jade chariot, and the purple energy hides the Yuanjun.
The misty sky is gone, and the world is divided freely. The luan can't reach it, and the fairy blows far away and smells bad.
I will greet you with courtesy, and Mingxun will resolve the dispute. When people return to a place of suspense, the glow of the clouds fills the atmosphere.
The clouds grow among the pillars. Chen Xilie of the Tang Dynasty. Xialian Mountain is dark enough, but the opening day adds light.
It makes the clothes and fur moist and the pillow mat cool. If you have no intention of accompanying the rain, why should you dream of King Jing?
Each of the east peak pavilions is assigned an object to obtain the clouds on the mountain. Cui He of the Tang Dynasty stood there to increase the distance, and saw the solitary cloud in the middle peak. The rocks are melting and melting, and the pieces are suitable for sunset.
Gradually the trees are gone, and the remaining trees are becoming more dense. According to Cui Tu of the Tang Dynasty, if the road is straight, it will be a gift for Lin, otherwise he will forget the opportunity.
For no reason, he went to the balcony to see King Xiang Mu Yu back home. The spring clouds of Tang Dynasty and Deng Yi swayed from west to east, relying on the forest and chasing the wind.
The momentum moves to the green road, and the shadows are reflected in the green waves. The setting sun will reveal tomorrow, and the morning sun will cover the sky again.
After passing through the pass, the horse will go away, and the enemy will be led back to Hong after leaving the fortress. The color changes with the exchange of greetings, and the light changes the distance and distance.
If Lin is useful, he will have to help him succeed. Yong Yun Dong Sigong of the Tang Dynasty White clouds rise from the imperial hometown and fly to cover the sky.
The moon is reflected in the moonlight, and the branches and leaves are spread by the wind. After passing through the pavilions, I suddenly descended into the sky.
Because the wind is far away, I have been hesitating for a long time. It is said by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty that the dragon is like Qu Tanghui, and the river is as deep as Bai Di.
The gorge is always rising all year round, and the forest must be opened every night. Harvest Ci Shuangzhu, clearly in Xicen.
Gaozhai is not a place, it is delicate and elegant. Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty said: If something is in the way, how can you be modest about the source?
The Dongting is wide when you enter at dawn, and the Wu Gorge is deep when you return at dusk. Crossing the river, following the shadows of birds, hugging trees and singing the sounds of apes across the distance.
Don’t hide in Gaotang. The withered seedlings are waiting for the rain. Yun Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty Looking at the clouds all day without looking back, having no intention is like having no talent.
My pitiful glory is like jade, where does the sunny sky come from? Gu Yun Tang Guanxiu The general is more afraid of surrender than the egret, and he begins to think that the remaining snow is not as good as the many. The breeze leads it farther away, so bright and lonely.
Yun Guo Zhen of the Tang Dynasty gathers and disperses in the void to return, and the savages lean on the phoenix to watch at leisure. I don’t know that the body is a rootless thing, covering the moon and stars.
Yun Han Cong of the Tang Dynasty Deeply separated from love, the mist falls, like a car or a cover. The rock on the mountain should always be there, and the dragon in the sky should never return.
Don’t look towards the window to catch the moon at night, so that you can come to the fairy cave to wet your clothes. After the spring breeze was indifferent, I saw that King Xiang had few dreams.
The white clouds are emptying into the sky. The white clouds are rising far away, swaying into the clear sky. The multiplication and transformation follow the relaxation of the scroll, without any intention of letting it go forever.
The sun still carries the sun when it wants to be sold out, but it will be broken due to the wind. It is difficult to control the situation if the situation is weak, and it is easy to be poor if the sky is high.
The shadow collects the vitality surface, and the light disappears in the Taixu. If you follow the dragon, you will still be able to use the merit of helping things.
Five Miscellaneous Odes of Nanchi · Xiyun by Tang Jiaoran There is so much meaning in relaxing the scroll, the lingering flow is full of emptiness. There are tangible things that are not tiring, and there are no traces left to follow the wind.
Don’t blame us for our appearance, we are floating with each other.
The clouds come to the swan from Tang Dynasty. All the myriad shapes and forms are still empty, reflecting the water and hiding the mountains.
The infinite drought seedlings are dying, and strange peaks are found in leisurely places. Clouds Li Qiao, Tang Dynasty White clouds rise from Daliang, and the atmosphere never stops.
The brocade text touches the stone, and the cover shadow reaches the sky. The trees with thousands of years of smoke cover the three autumn moons.
Meet the wind song and go from the dragon to the round palace. Yun Li Qiao of the Tang Dynasty, Yingying Daliang Kingdom, Yuyu Secretary Station.
The blue sky rises from the dragon, and the green mountains touch the rocks. The official name is bright and ancient, and the shadow is Geng Qingai.
The feeling of flying is high, and the singing is heard all over the world. Qiliang Qingyun by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty Slowly chasing smoke waves, like the fluttering willows of jealousy.
So I came to Fei Pavilion and wanted to go back to Pei. The lingering song pity paints the fan, and makes soft strips in the open view.
When the sky is in the south position, Niuzhu stays at the end of the night. Yongyun by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty Holding the moon at three o'clock is broken, and the hidden stars are bright on the seventh night of the seventh lunar month.
Only then did I hear the winding road, and then saw the city separated by layers of trees. The dragon rises in the pond at dusk, and the river autumn suppresses the sound of geese.
Only Song Yu knows that this is the name of the god of Chu. Clouds from the Mountain Li Shen of the Tang Dynasty The auspicious clouds rise and the green ridges are new.
The rocks on Yingfeng's peak are beautiful, and the pines and springs bloom among the leaves. The forest is quiet and there are few skies, and the mountains are bright and the ridges are frequent.
When returning to the cliff, I cover the crane, or follow people in the quiet stream. Gushe looks towards Ningxue, and spends the evening with God on the balcony.
A jade guest should be sitting high in the sky. The poem contains peak clouds. Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty. The green tower contains the morning mist, and the lotus peak carries evening clouds.
Jade leaves gather against the rocks, and golden branches touch the rocks. Shadows form across the sky, blowing rows of wind.
I have to go under the balcony, and the sky will confuse the king of Chu. Yongyun by Li Yong of the Tang Dynasty Colorful clouds surround the top of the lonely mountain.
Scattered into five kinds of colors, condensed into a period of sorrow. Although the shadow sinks to the bottom of the stream, its shape is floating in the sky.
If the wind blows, it will fly away and should not stay here for a long time. Spring Clouds by Li Zhong of the Tang Dynasty The yin goes away and becomes the ointment, and the clear comes to beautify the dawn sky.
With no intention and no stagnation, the wind blows in the east wind. Xia Yun, Li Zhong, Tang Dynasty. It is shaped like a peak in the western suburbs, and there are not many people standing on the dragon.
Thank you for the good wind that turns into sweet rain and helps the seedlings. Yun Li Zhong of the Tang Dynasty leisurely left the cave and slowly went to Tianjin.
Holding the sun is different, and following the dragon has its own reasons. The rain is flowing high all over the world, and the spring is blowing warmly on all mountains.
Jing and Xia are close, Xianjianghe is the closest. Don’t ask about returning to the imperial hometown. Dreams of the Chu Palace have been frequent.
Bai Xiang Fengzhong started, Bi started new in poetry. The cold face crosses the fishing pond, and the light thread trips the toad wheel.
It is not stagnant but also light, and the coils are unintentionally stretched. Fei Yan chatted about the proposal, and Qian Lu was patrolling.
Know how to make five kinds of colors, which are auspicious and purple. Observing the Clouds by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty The rising clouds feel the yin energy, and the swift feet are like seeing opportunities.
When the weather comes clear, the state of mind will move forward, and success will be achieved. The verdant scenery contains the evening scenery, and the pure white color reflects the autumn light.
The night is deep in Yinhan, and the immortal clothes are in the desert. Clouds emerging from the mountain by Tang Luchang The clouds are gathering in the Lingshan Mountain, and the clouds appear in the morning.
Look at the white flowers on the trees and the fresh snow on the peaks. The shadows are covered with pines, and fish scales are spread along the stream.
As high as walking from a dragon, as low as touching a stone. The dense light is half hidden, and the light color is like floating dust.
The jade leaves bloom in the sky, showing pity in the early spring. Ode to the Floating Clouds by Tang Lu Ping The emptiness returns to the emptiness, suddenly appearing in the sky and the earth.
If you pretend to be like this, I am not my bow. The clouds in Luo Ye of Tang Dynasty are all over the rivers and lakes, how can they be together without finding the way to Lin?
Don’t let Youshang stay like this, the imperial hometown will be even warmer and greener. The floating clouds in Tang Luo Yin are melting and relaxing, not toward Cangwu, which is the hometown of the emperor.
Mo Dao has nothing to do if he has no intention. He once worried about killing King Xiang of Chu. Spring Clouds by Pei Cheng of the Tang Dynasty The desert is melting and melting, taking advantage of the spring to do whatever you want.
The leaves of Yinglin are just beginning to unfold, but the peak has not yet reached the peak when it touches the stone. The rising sun dissipates the cold green, and the clear smoke illuminates the face.
The faint will seem to disappear, the depth is as heavy as the weight. The thin colors are scattered near the stream, and it is light and overcast with heavy rain.
The woodcutter who has his spare time will meet him on the mountain. Watching the Clouds Tang Qiji He Feng touched the stone with wet moss and moved the money away from the waterfall and spring by the high wind.
Lying down in the depths is truly secluded, while walking above is like a fairy. There is a shadow on the bottom of the Cangjiang River thousands of miles away, but there is no trace for thousands of miles on the edge of the blue sky.
I always remember the old monk in the green wall, wandering around the nunnery and meditating with the old monk. Pian Yun Tang Qiji Under the water there are clear clouds in the sky, pitiful shapes and shadows like my body.
5. Poems about clouds
I don’t know where the clouds are, they are only in this mountain. Jia Dao "Those who seek hermitage will not find them"
Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain. Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci"
Looking back at the place where the Condor Shooting is taking place, the clouds are flat at dusk for thousands of miles away. Wang Wei "Watching and Hunting"
The thoughts of wandering in the floating clouds, the feelings of old friends at sunset. Li Bai's "Farewell to a Friend"
The White Emperor's farewell speech is among the colorful clouds, and thousands of miles to Jiangling are returned in one day. Li Bai "Early Departure from Baidi City"
The yellow crane is gone and will never return, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years. "Yellow Crane Tower" by Cui Hao
Thousands of miles of yellow clouds are shining in the daytime, and the north wind is blowing the geese and snow. Gao Shi's "Farewell to Dong Da"
The clouds grow in the chest, and the returning birds enter the canthus. Du Fu's "Wang Yue"
The wild paths are all dark with clouds, and the river boat fire is only bright. Du Fu's "Spring Night Happy Rain"
Jincheng's silk tubes are falling one after another, half in the river wind and half in the clouds . Du Fu's "Gift to the Flower Queen"
To the north of Gushan Temple and to the west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low. Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake"
Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living deep in the white clouds.
Du Mu's "Mountain Journey"
A crane flies above the clouds in the clear sky, bringing poetry to the dark night. Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Poems"
Don't be afraid of the floating clouds covering your eyes, just because you are at the top. Wang Anshi "Climbing Feilai Peak"
But when I see the night coming from the sea, I would rather know that it has disappeared into the clouds. Li Bai "Ask the Moon about Wine"
Where is my home in the Qinling Mountains where the clouds are flying? The snow is holding the blue gate and the horse is blocked. Han Yu "Moved to Languan from the left to show his nephew Xiang"
The clouds are steaming over Mengze, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City. Meng Haoran "Looking at Dongting Lake and presenting it to Prime Minister Zhang"
6. Poems about "clouds"
The wind blows the sound of sheng and cranes on the mountain, and the people in front of the mountain look at the screen of green clouds.
Penglai looked for Yaochi Road in vain, not knowing that there is a curtain pavilion in the world.
The painted Luowei fans are always like clouds, and the fine grass is like mud clusters and butterfly skirts.
The white emperor's farewell speech is among the colorful clouds. A thousand miles of rivers and mountains are returned in one day.
Panasonic asked the boy, saying that the teacher was going to collect medicine.
Only in this mountain, I don’t know where the clouds are.
Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living in the white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost.
Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.
The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.
All the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is alone. I never get tired of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain.
Although Jianghan is vast, it is not difficult to cross it by boat. It is difficult to walk on quicksand, and horses often come back with their own feet.
Whenever I meet a guest of Cihan, he invites me to visit you. It turns out that the poem "Xianju Fu" has never been popular among the people.
I also know that the neighboring market seems to be in a noisy atmosphere. But I laugh at the fact that my family has grown up, so there is no need to hide the white clouds.
The mountain peak is small. Green mist flies around all over. I'm just afraid of learning how to practice clouds and create a spring dawn on the balcony. Spring dawn. Spring dawn. The courtyard is full of green grass.
The moonlight wheel of the Qing Emperor is solitary thousands of miles away, sweeping away all the floating clouds.
It was a beautiful autumn night in my house, and I didn’t need anyone to help me get on the bridge.
Li Bai
Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang'an.
The autumn cries of Luo Wei are on the golden well fence, and the frost is desolate and the mat is cold.
The solitary lamp is lost in thought, rolling up the curtains and looking at the moonlit sky, sighing,
The beauty is like a flower across the clouds. There is the long sky of Qingming above, and the waves of Lu River below. The journey is long and the soul is suffering.
It is difficult for the dream soul to reach the mountains. Long love, heart-breaking
The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.
The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.
Haike talks about Yingzhou, and it is hard to find a letter in the mist.
The people of Yue are talking about Tianmu, and the clouds are bright and extinguished or can be seen.
One step at a time, [3] the voice was heard.
An An said goodbye to the mountain monk and bowed his head in salute to Baiyun.
The thoughts of wandering in the floating clouds, the love of old friends in the setting sun.
I waved my hand and went away, the horse roared.
The journey is difficult, the journey is difficult, and there are many divergent paths, but now I am at peace.
There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, and the cloud sails are hung directly to help the sea.
There are so many Chinese poems that there are no less than 8,000 poems written in the clouds
The one downstairs is really despicable and completely copied mine. I will add a few more lines
Du Mu
p>The spring breeze is the most graceful, and the sun rises in the west of Liucun.
The delicate clouds occupy the Xiu River, and the sound of the healthy water divides the stream.
The green clouds calm the restlessness, and the egret has a strong spirit.
Cloud Qijue
Looking at the clouds all day without looking back, having no intention is like having no talent.
How can a sunny day come from a piece of jade?
If the clouds are not covered by the clouds, where can the water gurgling in the fairy boat?
The shadows on the willow bank gradually become sparse when the wind blows, making your home look like a savage home.
The clouds and the water are still admirable, and the roars and songs are also comfortable
7. Poems with the word cloud
1. Only in this mountain, The cloud depths are unknown. ——Jia Dao "Those who seek hermitage will not find them"
2. As soon as the half-acre square pond is opened, the skylight and cloud shadows linger endlessly. ——Zhu Xi's "Two Thoughts on Reading in the Living Water Pavilion? Part One"
3. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? ——Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal? The Clouds Make Clueless"
4. All the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is alone. ——Li Bai "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain"
5. Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain. ——Wang Zhihuan's "One of Two Liangzhou Ci Poems"
6. The hills overlap and the golden light disappears, and the clouds on the temples want to cover the fragrant snow on the cheeks. ——Wen Tingyun "Bodhisattva Man? The hills overlap and the golden light disappears"
7. The strong wind blows and the clouds fly. ——Liu Bang's "Song of the Great Wind"
8. Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is slanted, and there are people living in the white clouds. ——Du Mu's "Mountain Travel"
9. Don't be afraid of the floating clouds covering your eyes, just because you are at the top. ——Wang Anshi's "Climbing Feilai Peak"
10. When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win over countless others in the world. ——Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal? The Clouds Make Clueless"
11. Black clouds are pressing down on the city to destroy it, and the armor's light shines towards the golden scales of the sun.
——Li He's "Yanmen Prefect's Journey"
12. The clouds are steaming in Mengze, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City. ——Meng Haoran "Looking at Dongting Lake and presenting it to Prime Minister Zhang"
8. Poems about clouds
Clouds on the Ridge
Tang Bai Juyi
The white clouds on the mountains have not yet dispersed, and the green wheat in the fields is about to wither.
What can you do if you are born and destroyed on your own? Can you chase the east wind and make rain?
Yong Yun
Dong Sigong of the Tang Dynasty
The white clouds rise in the imperial hometown and fly to the sky. The moon is reflected in Qiluo, and the branches and leaves are spread by the wind.
After passing through the pavilions, I suddenly descended into the sky. Because the wind is far away, I have been hesitating for a long time.
Clouds
Du Mu of Tang Dynasty
Looking at the clouds all day without looking back, being careless is like having no talent.
How can a sunny day come from a piece of jade?
I don’t know where the clouds are, only in this mountain. Jia Dao "Those who seek hermitage will not find them"
Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain. "Liangzhou Ci" by Wang Zhihuan
Looking back at the place where the Condor Shooting is taking place, the clouds are flat at dusk for thousands of miles away. Wang Wei "Watching Hunting"
The wandering clouds convey the feelings of an old friend at sunset. Li Bai's "Farewell to a Friend"
Emperor Bai's farewell speech is among the colorful clouds, and thousands of miles to Jiangling are returned in one day. Li Bai "Early Departure from Baidi City"
The yellow crane is gone and will never return, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years. "Yellow Crane Tower" by Cui Hao
Thousands of miles of yellow clouds are shining brightly in the daytime, and the north wind is blowing wild geese and snow. Gao Shi's "Farewell to Dong Da"
Stratum clouds grow in the chest, and birds return to the canthus. Du Fu's "Looking at the Mountains"
The wild paths are all dark with clouds, and the river boat fires are only bright. Du Fu's "Spring Night Happy Rain"
Jincheng's silk pipes are falling one after another, half in the river wind and half in the clouds . Du Fu's "Gift to the Flower Queen"
To the north of Gushan Temple and to the west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low. Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake"
Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is slanted, and there are people living deep in the white clouds. "Mountain Journey" by Du Mu
A crane flies above the clouds in the clear sky, bringing poetry to the dark night. Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Poems"
Don't be afraid of the floating clouds covering your eyes, just because you are at the top. Wang Anshi "Climbing Feilai Peak"
But when I see the night coming from the sea, I would rather know that it has disappeared into the clouds. Li Bai's "Ask the Moon about Wine"
Where is my home in the Qinling Mountains where the clouds are flowing? The snow embraces the blue gate and the horse cannot move forward. Han Yu "Moved to Languan from the left to show his nephew Xiang"
The clouds are steaming over Mengze, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City.
Meng Haoran "Looking at Dongting Lake and presenting it to Prime Minister Zhang"