Poetry about the reflection of lights on the water 1. Poetry about tides.
Hengjiang Ci (six poems and two poems) (Li Bai)
The tide has been going south to Xunyang, and Niuzhu came from a dangerous place.
Hengjiang wants to ride out the storm, but Wan Li is worried.
Wang Haichao (Qin Guan)
Plum shadows are sparse, ice melts, and the east wind is dark for years. Jingu Junyou, Bronze Camel Lane, Sunny and Fine Stepping Sand. Remember to follow the car by mistake, you are dancing in the butterfly, and your thoughts are confused. Liu Xia peach, spring scenery gives people.
Drinking in the West Garden at night is ringing, with Chinese lanterns blocking the moon and flying covers blocking the flowers. Lanyuan is not empty, pedestrians are getting old, so it's a pity to start again. The flag of alcohol and tobacco is tilted. But leaning against the building is extremely eye-catching, and when you see a crow. Helpless return to the heart, dark with the water to the end of the world.
Xiyanshan (Bai Juyi)
Throughout the ages, the image of Xianju is forgiveness, enlightenment and ascension.
The treasure in front of the rock is scattered, and the spirit pool at the mouth of the cave should be tidal.
The cliff folds a hundred flowers at night, and the crane cries in the clear night.
On the border of Yi Xi, I brushed away the clouds and crossed the stone bridge.
Farewell to Master Qiu (Chu Guangxi)
One is to say goodbye to the clouds, and the other is to look at flowers and the Liu Dynasty. The green hills are in the distance, and the bright moon is long in the sky.
Magpies bathe in the rain in the Xijiang River, and chickens crow in the East China Sea tide. This situation is unimaginable, and it is far away.
Wang Haichao (towards Bu Zhi)
The world is getting old, and the end of the world is coming in spring. Yangzhou is particularly beautiful. There are ten thousand strains of red medicine, ten thousand kinds of good names and natural fragrance. Royal yellow. Teach Shiloh before you leave, and monopolize Kaohua. Sleeping in the east wind, who dares to compete for the new makeup of Han Palace? Every year, Qiu Hui defends Yang. Home economics is boastful, gorgeous and amazing. When the knot is on the screen, the couplets are beautiful, red and green, and surrounded by Huatang. Flowers reflect each other. A closer look will be even more memorable. After the wine wind pavilion, the dream soul was surprised by the fragrance.
2. Poems about water
White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water.
Lotus is picked in autumn in Nantang, and the lotus is over the head; Bow your head and take lotus seeds, which are as clear as water.
Moonlight is like running water, and running water is like boundless sky.
The river of no return is a romantic figure through the ages.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean. A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?
The river is clear and blue.
Wave follows the moon, and the state pursues peach blossoms. The morning glow is like a hidden stone, and the willow is like a heavy scale.
Endless rivers roll with waves hour after hour.
Rocks go through the air, waves lap the shore and roll up thousands of piles of snow.
Green hills are here, and you can never get tired of seeing them. How can running water be interesting? -Tang Qian Qi's "Dong Chi Ting Yan Yu Shi Wang Wai"
Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun.
One water to protect the field will surround the green, and two mountains will send green —— Wang Song Anshi's Book of Mr. Yin's Lake Wall
How does the Yellow River water leave the sky and enter the sea forever —— Tang Li Bai's Into the Wine
The water is Ming Che, the mountains are empty and rainy —— The rain after drinking Chuqing Lake.
A setting sun is sprinkled in the water, half the river is rustling and half the river is red —— Ode to Mujiang by Tang Juyi
The leaves are dry and rainy, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind and the lotus blow at one stroke —— Song Zhou Bangyan's Su Curtain Covers.
A butterfly wearing a flower is deeply seen, and a dragonfly flies leisurely with the water —— Two Qu Jiang by Tang Du Fu
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red bloom, the waterside village in the foothills. -Tang Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand. Night in the daytime is as cool as water, and I lie down and watch Morning Glory and Weaving Stars-Autumn Night by Don Mutu.
Autumn wind blows leaves all over Chang 'an —— Memories of Wu and the River by Jia Dao in Tang Dynasty.
Just looking at the lake in front of the door, the spring breeze will not change the waves of the past-two hometown lovers of Tang He Zhang Zhi.
It is easier to see when you are away, and the spring water is exhausted, which is heaven and earth-Li Yu's "Langtaosha"
Alone at the bottom of the river, the moonlight is like water. Where are the people who came to see the moon together? Time flies like water —— Don Zhao Xia's Love on the River
People naturally grow up in the east and hate water growing up in the east-how much sorrow can they have when they meet a gentleman? Just like a river flowing eastward-Nantang. Yu Meiren Huan by Li Yu
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows —— Tang Li Bai's Shu Yun, the official of Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Building.
There is plenty of water, but there is no pulse of words —— Nineteen ancient poems "Cowherd Star" by China
Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber-five poems of Tang Yuanzhen's Thoughts.
How can the canal be so clear, because there is flowing water at the source-Song Zhuxi's reading experience
Green hills are here, and you can never get tired of seeing them. How can running water be interesting? -Tang Qian Qi's "Dong Chi Ting Yan Yu Shi Wang Wai"
There's no way for mountains and rivers to be suspicious, and there's another village-Youshanxi Village, Song Lu
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand. Night in the daytime is as cool as water, and I lie down and watch Morning Glory and Weaving Stars-Autumn Night by Don Mutu.
3. Poems about water
1. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.
(The Book of Songs? Jian Peijun) 2. What are water and mountains and islands? (Cao Cao: Looking at the Sea) 3. White hair floating green water, red palm clear waves.
(Luo: Singing Goose) 4. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River. (Li Bai: Looking at Tianmen Mountain) 5. There is no way to recover from the heavy mountains and rivers, and there is another village.
(Lu You: "Tour Shanxi Village") 6. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as good as Wang Lun. (Li Bai: To Wang Lun) 7. Jiang Shuiping, Yangliuqing, I hear the song on the Langjiang River.
(Liu Yuxi: Zhuzhi Ci) 8. At sunrise, the river is red and the fire is stronger. The river is green like the blue of spring. (Bai Juyi: Recalling Jiangnan) 9. Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft.
(Yang Wanli: Xiaochi) 10. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating. (Su Shi: Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong) Spring Water The Book of Songs in the pre-Qin period was full of spring water and flowed in harmony.
If you are pregnant with health, you won't think about it every day. Win over the other girls and say something.
Stay in □, drink in you, women have cable, and stay away from parents and brothers. Ask aunts, and I'll ask uncles and sisters.
Words of drinking after work. Transport fertilizer to the jurisdiction and return the car.
Is there any harm in being a defender? I miss that beautiful spring, and I will never sigh. Thinking about the evil spirit and Cao Cao, my heart is long.
Go on road trip writes my mind. \ Longshui \ Yinghe River in Tang City, spring comes like dust.
Soft sand is like a meandering stream, and the sloping bank recalls Tianjin. The shadow is dipped in new yellow willow, and the fragrance floats with small white apples.
Scratching your head in the stream, why are you disappointed? "Dashui" Tang Bai Juyi "Xunyang Suburb", Dashui is one-on-one. Halfway through Yan Lu, the city fell even more.
The vast sea is full of colors. It is even empty and green. The wind blows through Bai Bo, and the red waves are boiling every day.
Industry and commerce go to the house, and cattle and horses climb mountains to avoid it. When the tax rate is high, it is quite harmful to agriculture and mulberry.
Unique management spirit of servant boat and drum (wood world). I don't know about the disaster of ten thousand people, but I want to find a sharp knife.
I am helpless and will not succeed for a long time. After the frost in early September, the water dried up to the ground.
"Looking at the residual water in the lake pavilion at night" Tang Qiuhu is sparse, and the night lake is bleak. Deng Ting looked at the lake, which shrank to the bottom.
Frost in the early Qing dynasty clears the sky. The discharge varies with topography and depression.
White dragons lie, green snakes bend. Broken mirrors and broken swords emit different light.
I have been a tourist for a long time, and I have seen all the strange things. When I came to Huting, it was hard to say.
As we all know, between heaven and earth, victory is endless. "Lake Pavilion Watching Water" Tang Baiju is easy to rain for a long time, the south lake rises, and the new sunny north has passed.
The sun is dark red, and the wind is green without waves. There are not many boats and boats on the beach.
Poor heart, what can I do alone? "Clear Water as a Mirror" The saints in Cui Hao in the Tang Dynasty set metaphors and were good at storing feelings. Whiteness depends on virtue, and clarification is intentional.
Upside down without scratching, upside down without scratching, difficult to invade. You have a high opinion, and your career has been entrusted to Lu Chen.
Self-discipline is like a mirror to spring. Honest and prudent in running a family, fragrant in ancient and modern times.
"Spring Water" Tang Du Fu peach blossoms in March, and the river flows back to the old mark. 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 Diversion" Tang Du Fu Xia Yue Qu Tang Yun is the top, and there is no well in the rock. Yunan slave was sad, and the fish moved again.
The west of Baidicheng is full of bamboo, and the water diversion pipe is not connected. It is difficult for the body to stay in life, so it is difficult to compete for water.
"Going upstairs and looking at the flowing water" In the Tang Dynasty, birds sang in Gu Kuang, and the willow in bloom contained smoke, but the scenery was forgotten. Looking at the river from a higher building, where will my hometown return to the boat?
The "water" in the Tang and Song Dynasties irrigated the uncertainty in Fiona Fang, and the East injected the rest in the morning and evening. Gaoqie Bitang is long and bitter, and flying far is more leisurely.
Xiaoxiang moon is immersed in a thousand years of color, and dream smoke contains eternal sorrow. There is no place for Lingtou to sob, and I will break the bowel flow for you.
"Seawater" Tang Hanyu's seawater is not wide, and Deng Lin has no branches. When the wind and rain are thin, fish and birds can't be relied on.
The sea is rough, and Deng Linduo is in shock. No fish, no birds, different sizes.
There is a whale swallowing a boat in the sea, and Deng has a hanging sky. If the scales and feathers are large, it is impossible to wave them thin.
I am not covered with scales or feathers. There is more shade on the tree than in spring.
I will bid farewell to the sea, roll up fish scales and cool the pool water. I will resign from Deng Lin and brush my feathers.
The sea doesn't like wide, and Deng Lin doesn't like branches. Storms are also common, and scale fish are not suitable.
My scales have grown and my feathers have been trimmed. There is nothing to feel about the storm, and I travel like a whale.
"Spring Water" Tang Li Jianxun's ten thousand schools are out of date, and it is quieter when spring comes late. Faint seagulls are scattered around Fucha, which is far away from Yu Xia Temple.
The green bank gradually flattens the willow belt, and the old stream should be warm and negative. Whose home the wind leans on, and who cares about watching the mandarin duck.
"Four Rivers Converging" Tang cut mountains and rivers because of the four rivers flowing. Wandering back to Phoenix Que, meet out of Huangzhou.
In the long wave of the sky shadow, the cold sound is ancient. There is no day and night in the river, and there is humility in returning to the sea.
Throw a stone at the right thing, and you can take a boat when you meet it. The squid is not finished yet, so hang the hook in the water.
In the Tang Dynasty, Li Qunyu went to the balcony of Hanshui River and baaed and roared in the pit. Although Jiujiang walked smoothly, it also came from the Three Gorges.
There are dreams in the south, but there are Minshan mountains in the west. Until the pale ghost culvert is completely stored and deep.
Guanhanshui originated in Tangliang and crossed Xiangyang in the east. Enter the Bohai Sea together, and don't flow into the blue waves.
Ask for thinking, chanting and mourning for the wandering women. The water shore is endless, and the sunset soup is empty.
"Yugou Water" Don went to sea for many years. There is no such ditch water, and it is near the sky.
"Running water" is composed of several schools, namely Upright and Gull. The rain flooded the grass in the sky, and the white clouds floated in the fish hole.
Feel lonely, smell lonely, very urgent. The banks of the Yangliu River in the Sui Dynasty were hateful, but the Huaihe River, which entered the east, would disappear again.
"Water Curtain" Tang Wandian flies under the white clouds, looking at the truth like a curtain. If this water is LinYu, it will be better than the dust hanging on the road.
In Yong Shui, the king of the Tang Dynasty was good at geography and discipline, combining sparseness with Tianjin. Wave follows the moon, and the state pursues peach blossoms.
Sunlight is like a hidden stone, and willow is like a heavy scale. Finally, you should be kind and make friends with others.
"Far Water" is rippling in the sand of Tang Ma Daisha, and the sky is bright and far away. In autumn, the light is not very bright and the shadows of birds are boundless.
Potential leads to long clouds, waves light snow. Tingzhou is hard to say goodbye, and it's a misty cloud through the ages.
"Looking at the Water" Tang Qiji Fan Lidong floats wide, and his spirit is all in the north. Who knows? Forget it.
The old country is in a hurry and the world is busy. It's hard to go upstairs, but the sun is going down.
"Looking at the Water" In the Tang Dynasty, the high-rise building in Sikongshu saw the water from the sun, and the Chu color was harmonious. The wild is like practicing empty space, and the sky is far away to distinguish waves.
No one has been there, but some birds have. The setting sun shines best in the vast conditions.
"Far water" Tang Xiangsi immersed in the sky, at the same time pregnant with the light of night. Duckweed Philip Burkart, cold.
4. Poems about water
* The water in the poem is 1. The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Walking back and forth from here, the road is blocked and long. Go back and forth from it, it is in the middle of the water. The Millennium is not awkward.
(Cao Cao: Looking at the sea)) 3. White hair floating green water, red palm clear waves. (Luo: Singing Goose) 4. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River.
(Li Bai: Looking at Tianmen Mountain) 5. There is no way to recover from the heavy mountains and rivers, and there is another village. (Lu You: "Tour Shanxi Village") 6. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as good as Wang Lun.
(Li Bai: To Wang Lun) 7. Jiang Shuiping, Yangliuqing, I hear the song on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: Zhuzhi Ci) 8. At sunrise, the river is red and the fire is stronger. The river is green like the blue of spring.
(Bai Juyi: Recalling Jiangnan) 9. Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. (Yang Wanli: Xiaochi) 10. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating.
(Su Shi: Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong) 1 1. In front of Huangta, Jiangdong, lazy and sleepy in spring, leaning on the breeze (Du Fu: Looking for Flowers Alone by the River) 12. Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and the old roads are thin. (Ma Zhiyuan's Tianjingsha Qiu Si) 13. Xisai Mountain before the white egrets fly freely, the river, plump mandarin fish swimming happily, floating in the water in the peach is so bright and full.
(Zhang: Yu Gezi) 14. Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. (Wang Wan's Two Norths Down the Mountain) 15. Willow green Jiang Shuiping, listening to songs on the Langya River.
(Liu Yuxi's Zhi Zhu Ci) 16. A sunset spread in the water, half a river rustled and half a river was red. (Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang) 17. During the day, the order is as cool as water at night, lying and watching morning glory and Vega. (Autumn Night by Du Mu) 18. Xiaqinghe Yugur platform. (Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva Man Made a Mouth Wall in Jiangxi") 19. After all, Qian Fan is nothing, and the water is leisurely. (Text: "Recalling Jiangnan") 20. Look at the Dongting landscape. There is a green snail in the silver plate.
(Liu Yuxi: Looking at Dongting from afar) 2 1. The wind comes and blows away, and the lake looks like the sky under it. (Su Shi: "Looking at the Lake Building on June 27th") Old vines are faint, bridges are flowing, ancient roads are thin, the sun is setting, and heartbroken people are in the end of the world. How did the water of the Yellow River move out of the sky and rush into the sea, which is gone forever. The water is clear and urgent. At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze.
Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house. Summer value meets Yu Zui, and the five willows sing wild poems? .
An empty mountain after the rain, an autumn night in the deep mountains, stands in the autumn evening. 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.
The clear river, through the bushes, flows to Songshan Mountain, like my chariot driving slowly. I became a traveling companion and went home with the birds at dusk.
An abandoned city wall is above an old ferry, and the autumn sunset drowns the peaks. In a distant place, next to Songshan Mountain, I will close my door and get peace.
Zhong Nanshan, with its huge height near the city of heaven, connects a thousand mountains to a 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?
Ji Xiang Temple, not knowing the way to the Temple of Heaped Fragrance Road, misty mountains and clouds. Through the ancient forest without human footprints, but now I hear bells on high? The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold.
In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon. Thousands of trees reach the sky, reporting to Zizhou Li, and the cuckoo crows on a thousand peaks.
The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring. Women in China throw wooden boy cloth, or farmers quarrel over taro fields.
I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements, make persistent efforts and forge ahead. Overlooking the Hanshui River, three branches south to Chu, and nine branches flow to Jingmen.
The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no. Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky.
These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! . My middle-aged heart found a way, I was in the retreat of Zhongnanshan, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain.
When the soul moves, I walk alone, in the beauty that belongs to me only. Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise.
Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home. Farewell, I got off the horse, I proposed a toast to you, and I asked you where you were going and why.
You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life. So please allow me to leave, don't ask me any questions, white clouds have no end there.
Qingxi I have driven the Huanghua River, carrying a green stream. 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! .
New Sunny Wild (One Night) See the New Sunny Yuan Ye Open. Extremely clean.
The national gate is near the ferry. The village tree is connected with the stream mouth.
After Bifeng came out of the mountain, Baishui surrounded Tian Ming.
There are no idle people on the farm. Pour out family affection.
In Furong Inn, I left Xin Qiji and entered Wu on a cold rainy night. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
5. Ancient poetry of Qinhuai River under the shadow of paddle lights
1923 One night in August, Boping and I visited Qinhuai River together. Pingbo is a beginner, and I'll start over.
We hired a "seven boards" and got off the boat after sunset and the bright moon came. So the oars gurgled, and we began to appreciate the taste of Qinhuai River full of rosy history.
The boats of Qinhuai River are better than those of Wanji Garden and Summer Palace in Beijing, the boats of West Lake and the boats of Slender West Lake in Yangzhou. The ships in these places are either stupid or simple and cramped; Can not arouse the feelings of passengers, like a boat on the Qinhuai River.
There are two kinds of boats in Qinhuai River: one is a big boat; One is the ship, the so-called "seven boards". The large cabin is spacious and can accommodate twenty or thirty people.
There are calligraphy and painting and bright mahogany furniture in it, and the tables are inlaid with cold marble surfaces. The panes are exquisitely carved, which makes people feel soft and greasy.
Red and blue glasses are reflected on the pane; There are exquisite patterns on the glass, which is also quite pleasing to the eye. Although the scale of the "Seven Boards" is not as big as that of a big ship, the light blue railings and open cabins are also full of human feelings.
The best part is in front of its hut. The front of the cabin is part of the deck.
It has an arc-shaped top supported by sparse railings on both sides. There are usually two rattan chairs in it.
Lie down, you can talk about the sky, you can see the distance, and you can look at the river houses on both sides. There is this on the big boat, so it is more clear on the small boat.
Under the roof in front of the hut, all the lights are hung; The quantity, brightness, fineness and brightness of lights are different. But at least I will always give you a lantern.
This lantern is really the most attractive thing. When night fell, all the lights on the ship came on.
Reflecting yellow astigmatism from double-layer glass, hazy haze appeared; Through this haze, bright ripples are aroused in the dark water waves. In this thin mist and slight ripples, who can not be introduced into their dreams while listening to the long and intermittent sound of rowing? Too many dreams. How can these boats, large and small, be affordable? At this time, we are vaguely talking about the colorful traces of Qinhuai River in the late Ming Dynasty, such as Peach Blossom Fan and Banqiao Miscellanies.
We are really fascinated. We seem to have seen with our own eyes the scene where the lights are reflected on the water and the ship is painted in Ling Bo.
So our ship became the burden of history. Finally, we suddenly saw the boats on the Qinhuai River, so this is because many historical images show that Yali is more attractive than other places.
The water of Qinhuai River is blue and turbid; Does it look thick but not greasy, or is it condensed from the gold powder of the Six Dynasties? When we first boarded the ship, it was still dark, and the rippling soft waves were so quiet and euphemistic that we wanted to have a vast sky while looking forward to drunkenness. As soon as the light is on, the darkness becomes heavy: the hazy water surface is like a dream; The occasional flashing light is the eyes of a dream.
We sat in front of the hut, because of the uplift of the ceiling, as if we were always strutting forward; So those of us who boarded the cloud nine looked at the ships moored in the comfortable bay, and the lantern-like figure on the ship was like the lower bound, far away and hazy like watching flowers in the fog. By this time, we had crossed the Oak Club Bridge and saw the East Junction.
There were intermittent songs along the road: some floated from the prostitute building along the river, and some came from the boat on the river. We know that those songs are just words sung along, which come from the original sound mechanically; However, they have been blown by the breeze and waves on a summer night. When they reach our ears gracefully, not only their songs, but also the whispers of the breeze and the river.
So we have to be angered, shocked and immersed in this song. Turn from the east intersection to the bay, and soon you will reach the Dazhong Bridge.
The Dazhong Bridge has three arches, all wide, just like three gates; Let us feel that our boat and when we pass under the bridge are really colorless. The bridge brick is dark brown, indicating that it has a long history; But they are all intact, which makes people worry too much about the firmness and beauty of ancient projects.
A house with wooden walls on both sides of the bridge, there should be a street in the middle, right? These houses are dilapidated, and the traces of smoke and dust have blurred the beauty of that year. I imagine that a house was specially built on such a huge bridge at the height of Qinhuai River, and it must be beautifully painted. It must be brightly lit at night.
Now there is only darkness left! But the house built on the bridge, after all, makes us more or less imagine the prosperity of the past; This is also a comfort. After crossing the Dazhong Bridge, we arrived at Qinhuai River, where the lights were brightly lit, the moon was bright and the songs were sung all night. This is the true face of Qinhuai River.
Outside the large and medium-sized bridge, it was suddenly empty, which was quite different from the families lined up on both sides of the bridge. At first glance, the sparse Woods and the faint moon, against the blue sky, look like a scene of a wild river crossing the border; There, dense and gloomy, seems to be endless darkness: almost unbelievable, it is the bustling Qinhuai River.
However, the dizzy lights in the river, the original boats, the melodious flute rhyme and the squeaky huqin sound finally let us know the Qinhuai River of Ru Chen wine. There are many streaking days here, and it feels late at night; From the sunny Shui Ying, what we feel is just a thin night-this is the night of Qinhuai River.
Outside the Dazhong Bridge, there used to be a complicated bridge, which was the best place for us to travel in the boatman's mouth, or the best place for the prosperity of Qinhuai River. My foot once stepped on the ridge of the bridge, when I was thirteen or fourteen.
However, I have visited Qinhuai River twice, but I have never seen the face of the bridge. Knowing that there is always a future, I often feel a little illusory. I think it's better not to read it.
It was midsummer. After we got off the boat, the summer heat has gradually dissipated through the new cool night and the breeze on the river; When I arrived here, I was suddenly enlightened and my body suddenly became lighter-a cool breeze was blowing gently, lingering on my face, hands and clothes, which made me feel a new coolness again.
The sunshine in Nanjing is probably not as fierce as that in Hangzhou; The summer nights in the West Lake are always hot and fluffy, and the water seems to be boiling, while the water in Qinhuai River is always so cold and green. Let your shadow fall and the song disturb you, as if separated by a thin layer of green yarn; It is always so quiet, cold and green.
When we got out of the Dazhong Bridge and couldn't walk half a mile, the boatman rowed the boat aside and stopped the paddle to let it fall. He thought it was the peak of prosperity, and then it was desolate; So enjoy it for a while.
He squatted quietly by himself. He is used to it.