Poems describing the riverside in spring

Jiangnan is good, and the scenery was once familiar. At sunrise, the river is redder than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. Can you forget Jiangnan?

This is a poem by Bai Juyi, which is my favorite. Every time I think of the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River described in the poem, I always feel a little sweet in my heart, and I am fascinated by being in this small town in the south of the Yangtze River. But to be fair, we were born in this ink painting south of the Yangtze River. Do we really know Jiangnan? What's so good about it? We can all see or appreciate the charm of Jiangnan in painting, in literati's chapters and in music, which is the result of others' infatuation with the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan and the overflow of emotions.

Speaking of the beauty of Jiangnan, I think the beauty lies in the water in Jiangnan. The water in the south of the Yangtze River moistens the scenery in the south. In the water mist in the south of the Yangtze River, those mountains are slightly blue. Those trees are green; Her air is full of the aura of water, her lake is full of water, the waterline is small and soft, and the ripples gradually grow and disperse. In these lakes, it seems that it is not water, but clear, pure, soft and so on. In such an environment, the residential buildings built along the coast are particularly chic and exquisite. The reflection is in the water, and the shadow is taken measures, which seems unreal and true. The nine-song cloister is shrouded in it. Vaguely singing a gentle and lovely Jiangnan minor. In the distance, the bridge was painted as a rainbow, and the willows swayed gently in the breeze, as if telling the joys and sorrows of the boat in the lake. People in the south of the Yangtze River are just like the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. They are gentle and delicate, and their hearts are full of twists and turns. Qinhuai River Taohuadu, Mochou Lake Mo Chounv, Guazhou Gudu Du Shiniang, Xilongqiao Su Xiaoxiao ... It is rough and rough under the nurturing of this smart and pure water. It will also be decorated with tenderness and consideration. Those Jiangnan women are so fresh and refined, really like water, with faint smiles on their faces, like water. Looking at that smile, you will feel a tangled gentleness. Even their sadness is faint, just slightly lit eyebrows, which makes people feel pity. One side of water and soil conservation, one side of water conservation.

Light smoke and fresh water in the south of the Yangtze River, long grass warblers flying in spring on the rainy shore, light pink dye, whispering insects and hanging curtains in spring. In summer, I gently untied my dress, went boating in the blue, picked lotus fields, chuckled and sang, and beautiful flowers shone on the water. In autumn, I drizzle with phoenix trees. In autumn, I fly wild geese, and the chrysanthemums are fragrant and leisurely under the hedge. In winter, the snow is emerald green and thousands of flowers shine.

This is Jiangnan, the intoxicating Jiangnan. Only by personally experiencing the spring, summer, autumn and winter in Jiangnan can we truly feel her picturesque. ...