Poetry describing distant mountains

The mountains are green in the distance. The spring water crosses the river bridge, and the soul of leaning on the railing is about to disappear. ——Wen Tingyun's "Bodhisattva Man, Rainy and Clear Night and Beautiful Sun"

A few sleep marks are left on drunken sleeves, and a spring of sorrow and thoughts is approaching the waves. The distant mountains are too low to make a song. ——Yan Jidao's "Huanxi Sand"

The eyebrows on the distant mountains are long and delicate, and the clear songs are delicate and clear. ——Yan Jidao's "Qing Ping Le·Xichi Tobacco"

The green eyebrows are as long as the distant mountains, and there is endless sorrow here. ——Yan Jidao's "Spring in the Jade House"

Recalling the old days of holding hands together, now the water is far away and the mountains are long. ——Xin Qiji's "Linjiang Immortal·Holding Yellow Flowers in Hands without Feelings"

The mountain scenery has no distance, and you can walk all day long looking at the mountains.

The peaks and ridges change everywhere, unknown to travelers. ——Ouyang Xiu

The tall trees are denser at dawn, and the distant mountains are more sunny. ——Xu Hun's "Early Autumn"

The sea will be turned over when the dragon is cut off, and the distant mountains will be uprooted when the violent tiger is cut off. ——Lv Yan's "Seven Words"

The clouds in the sky are broken, and the cold mountains are green. When the secluded man stands for a long time, a white bird will fly from his back. ?——Qi Ji

There is a white peak in the snow in the distant mountains, and a few remaining red maple trees in Bueppu.

——Nalan Xingde