2. "Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright." -Tang Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
3. "The spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan. When will the bright moon shine on me?" -Wang Song Anshi's "Dengguazhou"
4. "On a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps." -Don Zhang Ji spent the night near Fengqiao.
5. "Flying stones in the air, stormy waves lapping on the shore, rolling up thousands of piles of snow." -Stone "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia"
Original poem:
1, "Recalling Jiangnan, Jiangnan is good"
Don Bai Juyi?
The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar.
When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?
2. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Don du fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Step 3 board Guazhou
Wang Song Anshi
Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
4. Night berth near Fengqiao
Tang zhangji
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
5. "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia"
Song sushi
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.
Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.