Poetry about sailing 1. Ancient poems describing ships
Meng Haoran, a night berth on Jiande River
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
Banquet Speech-Wang Zhihuan
Under the long dike, the spring water is long and slowly flows through the Zhanghe River. Don't listen to the voice urging you to go. You can't sail in a shallow place like Taoxi.
From a berth in Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou-Meng Haoran
Listen to the cries of apes, listen to the river rushing in the dark. The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river. Jiande's scenery is good, but it's not my hometown. I still miss my old friends in Yangzhou. Recalling those two lines of tears that I couldn't restrain, I looked at the west side of the west bank and sent sadness to Yangzhou.
Listen to running water. -Wang Changling
Alone in the boat, on the moon in Fenglin, Zheng and the guest center are divided. The ridge color is heavy and heavy, and the string is broken and the tears are deep.
Seeing off a friend at Jingmen Ferry-Li Bai
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
Secretly write about boats and boats:
Early Cold Pregnancy-Meng Haoran
Leaves fall to the south and the north wind is bleak. My home is wandering by the river, and the sea of clouds is far away. I walked forward. I cried until my tears ran out and I returned to the sky. The smoke in the wind blurs where the ferry can be, and the vast river ripples in the sunset.
Send Du Fourteen to Jiangnan-Meng Haoran
Jason Wu, as a hometown connected with water, it is slim for you to go to Chunjiang. Where do the sails anchor at sunset? As far as the horizon is concerned, it breaks people's intestines.
Yellow Crane Tower —— Li Bai bid farewell to Meng Haoran on his way to Yangzhou
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
2. Poems about sailing boats
The spring tide comes late and the rain comes urgent, and no one crosses the boat in the wild —— Wei Xixi Chuzhou
A boat, a bamboo coat and an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue —— Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.
Li Bai was about to leave by boat when he suddenly heard someone singing on the shore-Li Bai's "To Wang Lun"
Li Bai's "Difficult to Go to the Sky" sometimes braves the wind and waves to straighten my muddy sail and build a bridge in the deep sea.
Du Fu's quatrains window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and Wan Li is moored at the door.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. Night berth near Zhangjifeng Bridge
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Du Fu in Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Fishing came back, but I was too lazy to tie the rope and let the fishing boat drift in the wind; At this time, the waning moon is already in the west, but I am sleeping soundly. Sikongshu
Completely drunk, I can't see the sky in the water. A ship full of dreams sank into the Milky Way. Tang Wenru's Caoqinghu Lake in Longyang County
The following does not include the names of writers and poems ~
Shui Han fish don't eat in the quiet night, and the boat is full and empty.
There must always be a boat crossing when sleeping on the bridge, and running water should not compete with stubborn rocks.
I came to Jiang Yu's accommodation boat at night, and I couldn't bear to sleep.
In the moonlight, the curtains on the boat roll, and the fragrant dew is heavier than the flowers and trees on the shore.
3. Ancient poems about sailing boats
Three-night boating thanks a lot.
Looking around, the sky is filled with white immersion.
When did you enclose this water and open up a field for me?
The wind made the sailboat sick, and the clouds were connected with bamboo reeds.
The last stream narrowed and the floating foam was salty.
Year: Song Dynasty Author: Chou Yuan
Jiangci town south
To the south of Zhangyu River, the north wind roared, and mighty sailboats broke through the waves.
There is nothing to see at home, but a thousand-year fantasy.
Year: Song Dynasty Author: Wang Anshi
Administer Lizhong Temple
Stay away from Dongguo Temple and occupy Harada for several miles.
The distant mountains are green in photosynthesis, and the Huaihe River is clear in water.
The yard hides the returning bird tree, and the clock is up to sail.
Just envy an empty door and live for a hundred years.
Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Zhang Hu
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart. Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande"
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills. Li Bai's "Early Making Baidicheng"
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon. Li Bai sees Tianmen Mountain.
The spring water is greener than the sky, so tourists can sleep on the boat listening to the rain. Bodhisattva in Wei Zhuang
Look at those poor fishermen, floating up and down in the big waves and rocking in the boats. Fan Zhongyan's Fisherman on the River
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea. Li Bai's It's Hard to Walk
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. Li Bai's The Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou.
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. Wei is in Xixi Chuzhou
Boat, dream into furongpu. Zhou Bangyan su curtain
The east ship was silent, and the west ship was silent. We saw the white autumn moon entering the river. Bai Juyi's Pipa Journey
4. What are the sentences describing "sailing boat"
Sailing boat is like a featherless arrow, flying in a calm and waveless long pool.
Fishing boats all raise their white sails and pull up their nets, like white butterflies flying in droves. The waves beat against the bow and side of the ship.
When the boat reached the rapids, the rubber boat went up and down like a roller coaster. Everyone was busy paddling and avoiding rocks, and there were several thrilling scenes, but everyone saved the day with the "superb skills" of beginners, and there was no danger. Slightly sideways, when sliding forward, it is as light as a swallow skimming water.
The boat on the river, with a red light on, drifted slowly.
The motor roar of motorboats came from the river.
Sailing boats on the sea, breaking waves and splitting waves, follow the predetermined route in the waves of Wan Li.
A sailboat is a sailboat with a mast. The stabilizer and rudder help the ship to travel in three directions.