Thousands of miles in Jiangling, one day. Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are crying endlessly.
The canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man. Looking at the Lushan Waterfall Libaitang Rizhao incense burner, purple smoke is born, overlooking the Qianchuan waterfall.
On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. In the Tang Dynasty, Du Mu was far away from Hanshan, and there were people in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo in the riverside night scene stone. He is the prophet of riverside water heating duck.
The Artemisia basket is full of short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish wants to fuck. Spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, thousands of miles of Du Mu singing green and reflecting red, water town mountain fruit wine flag wind.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. Four-season rural hybrid Fan Song becomes a big Li Jinxing fat, and wheat flowers are white and cauliflower is thin.
No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. Looking at Tianmen Mountain, Li Tang's daytime gate interrupted the opening of the Chu River.
Higashi Shimizu flow by this time. Green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite.
Lonely sails come from the sun. The title Xilin wall was regarded by Su Shi in Song Dynasty as a mountain peak on the edge of the ridge, with different distances.
I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there. Bai Juyi in Mujiang sings Tang poetry, and the sunset is sprinkled in the water, half river is rustling and half river is red.
On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. Look at the snow peaks of Zhongnanshan, Zuyong, and see how Zhongnanshan flies. The white top of the mountain is above the clouds.
After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly. Wang Dongting In the Tang Dynasty, Liu Yuxi's lake lights and autumn moon set each other off, and there was no wind mirror on the pool surface.
Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate. An ancient poem describing the scenery after class: quatrains Tang Du Fu's sunset is beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach. Ancient poems about homesickness in class: I think of my brother Tang, a stranger in Shandong, when I am on vacation in the mountains, and I miss my relatives twice every holiday.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. As seen in the night book, the leaves of Ye Shaoweng and Wu are chilling, and the autumn wind on the river is moving.
I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night. Mount Yishui in Guazhou, Wang Song Anshi Jingkou, Guazhou, and Zhongshan is only a few mountains away.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? .
2. An ancient poem describing the scenery of the motherland, Qinyuan Chunxue.
Mao Zedong
1February 936
Northland scenery,
Thousands of miles of ice,
It snows in Wan Li.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall,
Only Yu Yu is arrogant;
Upstream and downstream of the river,
I lost my mind.
Mountain dancing silver snake,
The original wax figure,
Want to compete with the weather.
It must be sunny,
Look at that red dress,
Especially enchanting.
There are so many beautiful women in this country,
Attract countless heroes to compete.
Cherish the martial arts of Qin Huang,
Slightly lost literary talent;
Tang zong song zu,
Slightly coquettish.
A generation of tianjiao,
Genghis Khan,
I only know how to shoot an eagle with a bow.
It's all gone,
Count romantic figures,
Let's look at it now.
3. Poems describing the scenery of the motherland Ancient poems describing the scenery of the motherland After learning a set of texts describing the magnificent rivers and mountains of the motherland, I asked my classmates to collect some ancient poems describing the scenery of the motherland. I also collected the following ancient poems and accumulated them with the children.
An ancient poem describing the scenery of the motherland. Look at Lushan Waterfall, Tang Libai, Rizhao incense burner and Qianchuan Waterfall. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
Wang Dongting In the Tang Dynasty, Liu Yuxi's lake lights and autumn moon set each other off, and there was no wind mirror on the pool surface. Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
How magnificent the scenery of Du Fu's holy mountain in the Moon Hall is! Endless green spans Qilu and Qilu .. magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, birds fly back and forth before my nervous eyes ... trying to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
Emei Mountain in the Moon, Song and Tang Dynasties, Li Bai, Emei Mountain in the Half Moon and Autumn, reflected into the Pingqiang River. In the evening, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, but the four gentlemen did not see Yuzhou.
Qiantang Lake spring tour Tang Baijuyi Gushan Temple north of Jiating West, the water level is low at the beginning. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shade of green trees.
Du Fu, two orioles singing green willows, and a group of egrets flying into the sky. My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Release Baidicheng Tang Libai in advance and bid farewell to Baidicheng, and return to Jiangling in a day. 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.
Looking at Lushan Waterfall, Li Bai's Rizhao incense burner in Tang Dynasty gave birth to purple smoke, looking at Qianchuan hanging waterfall. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
In the Tang Dynasty, Du Mu was far away from Hanshan, and there were people in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo in the riverside night scene stone. He is the prophet of riverside water heating duck. The Artemisia basket is full of short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish wants to fuck.
In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Tang Dynasty in the south of the Yangtze River, thousands of birds sang green and reflected red, and the flag wind of fruit wine in Shuixiang Mountain. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
The four seasons are mixed with Fan Chengda Li Jinxing's fat and wheat and cabbage's flowers are thin. No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.
Looking at Tianmen Mountain, Li Tang, during the day, the door is broken and the Chu River is open, while Higashi Shimizu flows. The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
The title Xilin wall was regarded by Su Shi in Song Dynasty as a mountain peak on the edge of the ridge, with different distances. I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there.
Bai Juyi in Mujiang sings Tang poetry, and the sunset is sprinkled in the water, half river is rustling and half river is red. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.
Look at the snow peaks of Zhongnanshan, Zuyong, and see how Zhongnanshan flies. The white top of the mountain is above the clouds. After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly.
Wang Dongting In the Tang Dynasty, Liu Yuxi's lake lights and autumn moon set each other off, and there was no wind mirror on the pool surface. Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
An ancient poem describing the scenery after class: quatrains Tang Du Fu's sunset is beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants. Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
Ancient poems about homesickness in class: I think of my brother Tang, a stranger in Shandong, when I am on vacation in the mountains, and I miss my relatives twice every holiday. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
As seen in the night book, the leaves of Xiao Xiaowu in Ye Shaoweng in the Southern Song Dynasty were chilling, and the autumn wind on the river moved guests. I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night.
Mount Yishui in Guazhou, Wang Song Anshi Jingkou, Guazhou, and Zhongshan is only a few mountains away. The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? .
4. Poetry describing the scenery of the motherland, the mountains and rivers of the motherland are in the north.
The sky is gray and wild,
See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.
Ride a horse and whip away from Saibei,
Bathe in the spring breeze and welcome the sunrise.
The vast grassland is full of fat sheep,
Crystal jade belt dress.
When the mountain flowers are in full bloom,
The sky is high and the clouds are light.
The horse carves the saddle and walks in the butterfly rain,
A clear stream in a felt house.
The ancient road is soft in the west wind,
The picture of Saibei is very charming.
Jiangnan of the motherland's rivers and mountains
Good Jiangnan, good morning bloom,
It is spring dawn when plum blossoms fall.
The ship staggered past the south bank of the Yangtze River,
Sail against the sunset and spread out with the wind.
Gently tea mountain spits out new green,
Mulberries grow green buds to raise spring silkworms.
The fragrance of cinnamon remains unchanged in autumn.
Clouds of smoke floated in the air, clear and fragrant.
The wind blows green waves layer by layer,
Take away a string of ripples.
Bridges, flowing water, spring breeze,
Jiangnan scenery, people in it.
5. Ancient poems describe the scenery of the motherland. Poems describe the great rivers and mountains of the motherland. Looking at Dongting Mountain alone, I recall Bai Juyi in Li Yuxi, Liu Jiangnan. The lakes and mountains are beautiful, the autumn moon is harmonious, the birds are flying high, the south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is familiar.
There is no wind on the pool surface, and the mirror is not polished. Lonely clouds go to leisure alone.
At sunrise, the river is redder than the fire. Looking at Dongting Lake in the distance, you can never get tired of seeing it. This river is as green as blue in spring. Green snail in a silver plate.
Only Jingting Mountain. Can you not remember Jiangnan?
Chai Lu saw Lushan Waterfall and Wuyi Lane in Tianmen Mountain. Wang Yuxi saw no one in the empty mountain. The incense burner in Rizhao gave birth to purple smoke, the Tianmen broke the Chu River, and the weeds were in full bloom by the Suzaku Bridge, but people heard it. Looking at the waterfall hanging in front of Sichuan.
Higashi Shimizu flow by this time. The sun sets at the entrance of Wuyi Lane.
Return to the deep forest, fly down to thousands of feet, and the green hills on both sides are opposite. In the old days, Wang Xietang took photos of moss in front of her. It's been nine days since I suspected that the Milky Way had set.
Lonely sails come from the sun. Fly into the homes of ordinary people.
Drinking Chu Qing on the lake, Su Shi's water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.
Du Fu's "Looking at Yue", the grandeur of Mount Tai! ? Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, birds fly back and forth before my nervous eyes ... trying to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
Climbing Yueyang Tower, I've heard about Dongting Lake for a long time, and now I finally climb this building. The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water.
There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat. The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing.
"Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low. The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.
Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky. My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
If there is a spring boat on the cliff lake, I will carry it forward no matter what happens in the future And my boat and I, before the evening breeze, skimmed the flowers and entered the lake.
At dusk, I turned to the valley to the west, where I could see the southern star on the other side of the mountain. The mist rose and circled softly, and the low moon slanted through the Woods.
I choose to put aside all worldly things and just be an old man with a fishing rod ... Qingxi is from Wang Wei, and I have braved the wind and waves to cross the Huanghua River, and the thoroughfare is from Qingxi.
Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles. The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees.
The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank. In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water.
Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! . Mount Zhongnan, with its huge height close to the city of heaven, connects Qian Shan to the corner of the sea.
The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared. The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are different.
Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter? Meng Haoran's "Qiu Deng Wan Shan Send Zhang Wu", on a north peak among the white clouds, you found your hiding place.
Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese. Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn.
I looked down at the riverbank and took a flat-headed rest with the folks who came home. The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon.
I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival. A letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang. On the eighth day of the first month, the lake here is an air with heaven.
Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang. I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age.
Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish. "From a berth on Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou", I ran with the river all night.
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. On a clear morning, in a Buddhist retreat behind the Broken Mountain Temple, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine shone on the treetops.
A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang. In Wang Zhihuan's "In the Heron Villa", the mountains cover the day and the sea drains the golden river.
By going up one flight of stairs sees Liangzhou Ci thousands of miles away. The Yellow River is far from the white clouds, and it is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain.
Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! Poetry, Wang, Linjiangzhu and Mingluan continued to sing and dance.
The painted building faces Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills at dusk. The shadow of the idle cloud pool is long, and things change for a few years.
Where is the emperor in the cabinet today? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself. Li Bai used to play here when he climbed the Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing, so this place was named after them, but now he abandoned it to this desolate river.
Martial arts flowers were laid on deserted paths, and the number of relatives and friends in the Jin Dynasty has become a famine. Three mountains and a half fall outside the blue sky, and Egret Island is wet.
Because clouds can break the sun and hide his city from my melancholy heart. "Early Interpretation of Baidicheng" pays tribute to Baidicheng, and a thousand miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day.
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. "Looking at Lushan Waterfall" Rizhao incense burner gives birth to purple smoke, overlooking the waterfall in Qianchuan.
Flying down three thousands of feet, Ying is the Milky Way falling for nine days. "Looking at Tianmen Mountain" Tianmen cuts off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu flows.
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon. "Yellow Crane Tower Farewell Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" Old friends say goodbye to the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks will go down to Yangzhou in March.
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. The Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao, where the yellow crane carried saints to heaven a long time ago, is now the only one left.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years. Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy. Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" Gushan Temple is located in the north of Jiating West, with a flat water surface and low clouds.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. Ode to Mujiang is covered with sunset, half river rustling and half river red.
On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. On the frosty night of Zhang Ji's "a night-mooring near maple bridge", Jiang Feng caught fire and slept.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. Liu Yuxi's "Zhi Zhu Ci" Liu Lv Jiang Shuiping, I listen to the songs on the Langjiang River.
Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is ruthless and affectionate. Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring" is thousands of miles long, green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. "Take the mountain" away from the cold mountain, the stone road is oblique, and there are people from Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. Zhang Hu's "Nanjing Ferry" Jinling Du Jinshui Mountain Building, pedestrians can worry about themselves overnight.
The tide sets on the moon, and the second and third fires in Guazhou. 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.
-Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan" Huang Si's family is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low. The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.
-Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" is decorated with jasper trees, and thousands of strands of green silk tapestries hang down. -He Zhangzhi's "Singing Willow" has beautiful mountains and rivers, and the spring breeze and flowers are fragrant.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach. -Du Fu's "Jueju" Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
-Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi" Two orioles sing green willows, and a line of egrets go up to the sky. -Du Fu's "Jueju" Peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of Chunjiang Duck.
-Su Shi's "Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong" The egrets fly in front of the Cisai Mountain, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat. ——。
6. Poetry 1 Describing the scenery of the motherland "Drinking on the Lake" Su Song has beautiful and sunny rocks and rainy mountains.
If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate. 2, "Looking at Lushan Waterfall" Tang Li Bai Rizhao incense burner gives birth to purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs thousands of rivers.
On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. 3, "Early Baidi City" Tang Li Bai Chao resigned from Baidi City, and returned to Jiangling a thousand miles a day.
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. 4, "Emei Mountain Moon Song" Tang Li Bai Emei Mountain half moon autumn, shadow into the Pingqiang River.
In the evening, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, but the four gentlemen did not see Yuzhou. 5, "Wang Yue" Tang Du Fu's sacred mountain Mount Tai is so majestic! Endless green spans Qilu and Qilu. ..
The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. ..
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. 6, "Jueju" Tang Du Fu, two orioles singing green willows, a line of egrets on the sky.
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to the eastbound ships. 7. "Farewell" Tang Du Fu came to the mountains and rivers late, and the spring breeze was fragrant.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach. 8. "Spring Hope" Although the country of Tang Du Fu is broken, the mountains and rivers last forever, and the vegetation is spring.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. 9. "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu knows the rainy season and when spring will happen.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The night is dark and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. 10, in the left courtyard of the palace, Du Fu's flowers were covered, the palace darkened, and birds chirped as a place to live.
In the palace, thousands of families seem to be flashing, approaching the announcement that there should be more moonlight. I didn't dare to sleep at night, but I heard the key unlock the door, the night wind whispered, and the voice of missing floated to Grelott.
I have a petition to submit in the morning. I have been asking what time it is all night. 1 1, "Ode to Mujiang" Tang Bai Juyi laid a sunset glow in the water, and the river was half red. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.
12, "Farewell to the ancient grass" Tang Bai Juyi crossed the plain and came and went with the four seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. Ah, my friend's prince, it's sad that you left again.
13, "Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake" Tang Baijuyi Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shade of green trees.
14, "Mountain Walking" Tang Du Mu went to Hanshan Mountain, a sloping stone path, and there were people in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
15, "Jiangnan Spring" Tang Dumu's thousands of miles of green and red, Shanguo wine flag wind. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
When those red berries come in spring, they wash your southern branches. People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
17, "Looking at Dongting from afar" Yuxi, Liu Tang, the lake is full of moonlight, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
18, "Poetry of Spring" Liu Tang Yuxi's new makeup should be placed in Zhulou, which deeply locks the sadness of a hospital in spring. Go to the court and look up at the new flowers. Dragonflies fly to the head of Hosta.
19, see the snow peak of Zhongnanshan Tang Zuyong and see how Zhongnanshan flies. The white top of the mountain is on a floating cloud. After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly.
20, "Liu Yong" Tanghe Zhangzhi Jasper makeup into a tree high, ten thousand hanging moss tapestry. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
2 1, "Spring Dawn" Tang Menghaoran I woke up easily in this beautiful spring morning, and birds were singing everywhere. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
22, "Dengguazhou" Wang Song Anshi Jingkou Guazhou is a water room, only a few mountains away from Zhongshan. The spring breeze came to Jiang Nanan again. When will the bright moon shine on me? 23, "Spring Day" Song Zhuxi wins the day to find the waterfront, and the vast scene is new.
Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere. 24, "The Garden is Worthless" Ye Song Shaoweng should pity the fangs and print moss, and Xiao Kou Chai Fei will not open for a long time.
But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall. 25, "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous" Fan Song into a big Li Jinxing fat, wheat and cabbage flowers thin.
No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. 26, "Night Book See" Shao Weng Wu leaves send a cold sound, and the autumn wind moves on the river.
I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night. 27. "Title Xilin Wall" Shiwangling side is the peak, and the distance is different.
I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there. 28, "Hui Chong Riverside Night Scene" Stone has three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the riverside warms the duck prophet.
The Artemisia basket is full of short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish wants to fuck. 29. "Spring Thoughts" Tang Huangfu Ranque Ji and Yan Ji tell about the New Year, but so far they are all Mazhen and Longqiu.
I live next to the Han Palace Garden in Jingshi, and my heart flies to the lake with the bright moon. Brocade palindromes tell the long hatred of missing, and flowers bloom upstairs to make fun of my being single.
Excuse me, when will your coach, General Liu, draw back the stone tablet? 30. "Looking at Tianmen Mountain" Tang Li Bai Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River.
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
7. Collect ancient poems describing the scenery of the motherland: 1 "Looking at the Snow Peak in Central South" Tang Zuyong saw how Zhongnan Mountain soared, and the white top of the mountain covered the clouds.
After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly. 2, "Spring Dawn" Don Meng Haoran This morning in spring, I woke up briskly, and birds were singing everywhere.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. 3, "Jueju" Tang Du Fu is the evening, the spring breeze is fragrant.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach. 4, "Acacia Tree" Don Wang Wei When those red berries come in spring, they wash your branches in the south.
People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. 5, "Jueju" Tang Du Fu, two orioles singing green willows, a line of egrets on the sky.
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to the eastbound ships. 6. Looking at Tianmen Mountain In Li Tang, the door interrupted the opening of the Chu River during the day, and the clear water flowed eastward.
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon. 7, "Looking at Lushan Waterfall" Tang Li Bai Rizhao incense burner gives birth to purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs thousands of rivers.
On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. 8, "Early Dynasty Baidicheng" Tang Li Bai Chao resigned from Baidicheng, and returned to Jiangling a thousand miles a day.
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. 9, "Emei Mountain Moon Song" Tang Li Bai Emei Mountain half moon autumn, shadow into the Pingqiang River.
In the evening, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, but the four gentlemen did not see Yuzhou. 10 "Ode to Mujiang" Tang Bai Juyi's sunset spreads water, half river rustling, half river red.
On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.
8. Poems describing the scenery of the motherland The mountains and rivers of the motherland are wild in northern Xinjiang, and the wind and grass see cattle and sheep.
Riding a horse and flying away from Saibei, bathed in the spring breeze to welcome the sunrise. The vast grassland is full of fat sheep, and the glittering jade belt is dressed up.
When the mountain flowers are in full bloom, the sky is high and the clouds are light. Horse carving saddle walking butterfly rain, Qingxi standing yurt.
The ancient road, west wind, soft heart and picture scroll in Saibei are fascinating. The motherland is good in the south, bloom is early, and plum blossoms have fallen in spring.
The boat rocked gently across the south of the Yangtze River, and set sail for the sunset. Gently spit the new green of tea mountain, and the mulberry gives birth to green buds to raise spring silkworms.
In autumn, Gui Xiang is constantly filled with smoke and clouds, and the fragrance is overflowing. The wind blows green waves layer by layer, taking away a string of ripples.
Bridges and flowing water, spring breeze, Jiangnan scenery, people in it.