Poems describing mountain springs, streams and waterfalls in streams

1. Poems about mountain springs, streams and waterfalls

Poems about mountain springs, streams and waterfalls: 1 What ancient poems describe streams and springs?

stream

Koike [Song] Yang Wanli

Spring is silent, the stream is flowing,

The shade of trees shines on the water and likes sunshine and softness.

Xiao He just showed his sharp corners,

Dragonflies have long stood on it.

Jingxi

Du Xunhe

Jingxi stone is dangerous and people are cautious.

Don't smell the rollover all the year round;

But advection is not dangerous,

I always hear that there is sinking.

mountain spring

Thank God, Xiangfu Temple Summer Resort

The dense old trees are shaded by moss, and Cangshan is deep all the way.

I don't know the summer heat in the promenade in June, and the flying spring rings all day.

An autumn night in the mountains.

Author: Wang Wei

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

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.

Answer the nephew and monk's offer of Yuquan cactus tea.

Lipper

I have often heard of Yuquan Mountain, and there are many caves with milk caves.

Fairy mice are like white crows, hanging upside down on the Qingxi moon.

Tea gives birth to this stone, and Yuquan does not rest.

Genk spilled Jin Fang to moisten his bones and muscles.

Clusters are always rolling green leaves, and the branches are connected.

Exposed to cactus, it seems to be patting the cliff shoulder.

If the world has not seen it, its name will be passed down.

Zong Ying is a Zen master. He gave a good article.

There is no salt in the mirror. You are ashamed of Xi Yanzi.

It's fun to sit in the morning, and sing and broadcast all the days.

2. Poems about waterfalls

Li Bai's two famous sentences "Looking at Lushan Waterfall",

One is:

Censer peak in the west and waterfall water in the south.

The suspended flow is 300 feet, and the gully is dozens of miles.

Like lightning, like Bai Hong looming.

At first, the river fell and was half scattered in the sky.

Look up at the situation and turn to the male, which is a good thing!

The sea breeze keeps blowing and the moonlight is still empty.

Shoot in the air and wash the blue wall left and right.

Flying beads scatter light clouds, and foam boils dome stones.

And I travel to famous mountains, which is good for my leisure.

Wash your face no matter what you wash.

But harmony is good, and I am willing to leave this world forever.

Second:

The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain.

Flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days

Li Mengyang also wrote a poem for Lushan Waterfall in Ming Dynasty.

Kaixian temple

The waterfall has been flying to the ground for a long time.

Mo Yan, this pool is small, shake Lushan Mountain!

Jueju —— Wang Anshi in Song Dynasty

Wan Li,

Thousands of feet of water are suspended.

* * * Look at the jade girl hanging,

Reflecting the sun is also a five-color text.

Red spring falls, and the atmosphere is half purple.

Run down the miscellaneous trees and return to the clouds.

The sun is like a rainbow, the sky is clear, and the wind and rain are hard.

Lingshan is full of gorgeous colors and ethereal water.

(Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Jiuling)

Xu Ning of Lushan Waterfall

Vanity falls into the spring, and thunder rushes into the river.

In ancient times, it was as long as white, and a boundary cut off the green hills.

Bai Yuchan's "Three Dies Springs" in Song Dynasty

Yuan Xi went deep into the Taohuawu, and Xia Zi was whispering.

The nine-story cliff is bright, and the three-level spring flies and the rain falls.

The setting sun dyed the mountain shadow wet, and Leng Yun bouldering ancient cliff.

Pull back the scattered ice flowers at the bottom of the stream and spray them on the floating snow building at Songjian.

Chang 'e's clothes are a little wet, and there is a house of Fusang under the pool.

The arrival of the dynasty seems overwhelming, and the night is like a smell.

The cold roared into the valley and sent the Milky Way to bombard the ages.

Silver toad flies in Guanghan Temple and jade dragon dances in Crystal Palace.

Joan's axe is not the old moon, and the waterfall is not the weaver girl.

At first, I suspected that fish and turtles fell into the dragon gate, but I was afraid that the stars would be in Niuzhu.

I want to find some jiaozi now, but I see a mouse in the sky.

Soak in a pool of frost, and drip frozen Millennium milk.

The moon shines on the beads, and the wind blows the millet into the pale tiger.

Yao turns the earth's axis, and the iron horse rolls up the sky.

Poem of Water Curtain Springs by Zhao Mengfu, a Poet in Yuan Dynasty

The flying curtain is like a jade curtain. How many thousands of feet are there?

The crescent moon hangs in the blue sky like a curtain hook.

Lushan Waterfall Ballad in Yang Wei in Yuan Dynasty

The Milky Way suddenly looks like a scorpion, lying in front of the Five Old People's Peak of Blood Beads.

I suspect that the fairy weaving practice is off-axis and biased towards the sky.

I want to cut my hand and cut a glass cigarette.

Encountering marble is like catching the moon fairy.

Throat spray can't tolerate night thirst, and whales ride and suck the dry sea and mulberry fields.

Unexpectedly, it turned into a hundred thousand feet, and the jade rainbow hung upside down.

3. What are the ancient poems about spring water?

1. Liu Zongyuan's "Autumn Xiaoxing's South Valley Crossing Decadence"

In late autumn, the earth is covered with thick frost and dew, and in the morning, I walk in the deep valley.

Yellow leaves of the Yellow River cover the bridge, and an ancient tree is seen in the deserted village.

Cold mountain flowers are scattered alone, and deep stream springs are broken.

This machine has been forgotten for a long time. What's the surprise of elk?

Translation:

The land in late autumn is covered with a thick layer of frost and dew.

Get up in the morning and walk to the dark south valley.

Yellow leaves cover the small bridge on the stream.

There are only towering old trees in this desolate mountain village.

How lonely the cold flowers are,

The spring in the deep valley is small and intermittent.

Ingenuity has long been forgotten.

Why can I still alert the alert elk?

2. Qian Fang "traveled abroad and lived in Haojialinge".

Look up, even if it's not the scenery of my hometown, think about it carefully, but I am in my hometown.

The crane circled into the island in the distance, and the cicada continued to moan and fly to another branch.

Leng Yue leaned against the pillow by the window and felt very tired. Qingquan was drinking around Shiyou and realized that it was late.

Stone road is a rugged road, dreaming of returning to the south, half a life of wandering is still stuck in the body.

Translation:

Even if you don't see the scenery of your hometown when you look up, it seems that you are still in your hometown when you think about it.

The crane circled in the distance, plunged into the island, and the cicada dragged its moan and flew to the other branch.

Leng Yue looked out of the window and leaned against the solitary pillow, feeling very tired. Qingquan friends drink around the stone and consciously raise their glasses late.

The road ahead is bumpy, and I can't have smooth sailing. I dream of wandering back to Jiangnan for half my life and still traveling.

3. Li He's "South Tianshan Clock Tour"

Autumn is crisp, the autumn wind is white, and the pond is full of water and insects.

There is Yanyun root moss on the mountain, and the cold red tears are charming.

In September, the rice fork is deserted, and the firefly flies at a low angle.

Stone veins and flowing springs drip sand, and ghost lights are picturesque.

Translation:

The autumn wind swept, the autumn fields were bright and clean, the pond was deep and clear, and bugs were chirping in the grass. Mossy rocks, thick clouds floating. The autumn flowers with dewdrops are crying delicately. In September, the rice in the wasteland is uneven, and fireflies with cold light are flying low on the inclined path. The spring water seeping from the crevices drops into the sand, and the jack-o'-lantern is like a painted lamp in the grave, and the pine forest is dotted with flowers.

4. Du Xunhe's "Jue Shu Tang"

Although the house is very humble, I am not less knowledgeable. I am still as usual, although there has been a war outside.

Although my hometown is in war, my brother is still accepting Confucianism.

The bamboo shadow on the desk outside the window is still swaying, and the ink seems to have released a wild spring.

The efforts of youth are a good thing for a lifetime. For the fleeting time, don't relax your efforts at all.

Translation:

Although I live in a humble house, my knowledge has not diminished.

Despite the war outside, I am still as usual.

Although there was a war in my hometown,

But my brother and nephew are still receiving the education of Confucianism.

The shadow of bamboo outside the window is still swaying on the desk.

The ink in the inkstone seems to jingle in the wild spring.

Hard work when you are young is a great event in your life.

Don't relax your efforts in the face of the fleeting time.

5. Xiang Yi woman's "Title Yuquan Creek"

Red leaves fall in love with the touching autumn, and the brook plays strings at night.

Good days are no longer possible, and the wind and rain are unbearable.

Translation:

Red leaves are immersed in touching autumn colors, and green streams pluck the strings at night.

The good days are gone forever, and the endless wind and rain make people live like years.

4. Lushan Waterfall Poems

Jueju

Wang Anshi

Wan Li,

Thousands of feet of water are suspended.

* * * Look at the jade girl hanging,

Reflecting the sun is also a five-color text.

Kaixian temple

Li Mengyang

The waterfall has been flying to the ground for a long time.

Mo Yan, this pool is small, shake Lushan Mountain!

Lushan Waterfall, Xu Ning