2. Red Sun and Clear Water Poems
A poem about the red sun in the pond 1. Beautiful sentences describing the pond
A sentence paragraph describing a pond
1. In winter, the pond became quiet, but there was no pond in the cold winter. He is still so green and beautiful, and pine trees and bamboo accompany the pond together.
2. The rain falls on the pond, bubbling like a pot, bulging, copying and disappearing, disappearing and bulging.
3. The swimming pool in Zhan Qing, Zhan Qing is like transparent blue glass. You can clearly see groups of fish swimming around in the pond.
4. The residual lotus stalks in the pond in front of the door suddenly shook in a hurry, and then the red carp jumped over the dead calm water.
Autumn has come, and the leaves have fallen one by one, but the green bamboo is still so green. It rustles in the autumn wind, like a beautiful music. Pine trees bear pine cones, one by one hanging on the tree, looking at the green pond. Under the autumn wind, the pond gives off the sound of running water.
2. A pool of lotus flowers and the sun, write a poem.
When a breeze of years blows through the lotus pond, it is like opening a hardcover Tang poetry and Song poetry.
A flower, a leaf, is a sweet poem, accidentally spilled a pool.
The lotus leaves in Tian Tian are so high and low that they are crowded like a group of children who can't wait in line.
Some have just emerged from the clear water, and the green leaves are like closed hands, shyly rolling up their small hearts, as if they were still intoxicated in the past.
Others spread out completely, or crawl on the water, or sway in the breeze. Round leaves spread out their big palms, holding a golden sunshine, holding two or three intermittent frogs, holding four or five shiny small drops of water, rolling around.
In the green lotus leaf, bits and pieces of flashing lotus flowers are as white as snow and as pink as chardonnay.
Some hold fist-sized flower buds, white and white, clutching their hearts. A red dragonfly flew from a distance, gently stood on it, flapping little wings, trying to stop talking, and no one would say the long-lost acacia first.
Some may be silent for a long time, and finally can't bear loneliness. They smiled gently, unfolded their graceful postures one by one, formed a circle, held round lotus leaves, breathed a strong or weak fragrance, reveled in the eyes who expected and walked into the poems who were affectionate.
Occasionally, one or two ducklings can be seen swimming lightly on the calm water, and suddenly another fish jumps into the water. A few small fish playing under the lotus leaves poked their heads, turned around and swam to the depths of the lotus pond in panic.
Watching and listening, I suddenly want to drive a canoe, hold up a bamboo pole and swing a pool of clear water without picking a piece of incense or folding a piece of green. Just like the lotus flower, it is also amazing in the dream of the lotus pond.
A pool of lotus flowers is a pool of jumping poems. The beauty and beauty of the whole summer seem to be dissolved in this small lotus pond. ...
The sun is the sun in the poem.
The sunshine in spring is so warm that flowers and trees are full of vitality. The orioles showed off their songs heartily, and a beautiful country girl picked Artemisia leisurely.
Delay: slow. Huimu: vegetation. Lush: The appearance of lush grass. Cang Geng: warbler. Hehe: Birds sing in unison. Midges: Artemisia ordosica. Hey: A lot.
The Book of Songs Xiaoya Chu Ci
In mid-spring, Yang Hefang got up.
Yanghe: heating in spring
Historical Records of Qin Shihuang's Biography
In Yangchun Budeze, everything is brilliant.
Han Yuefu's Ancient Ci "Long Songs"
The wind in spring and during the day is fragrant.
Jin Yuefu's Ancient Ci "Three Golden Baiqi Dances"
In the spring of February and March, grass and water are the same color.
Yu Zhu, an ancient poem of Jin Yuefu.
In the Spring Festival Evening, there are green fields, Aritaka Iwao and white clouds.
Xiu: Beautiful. Tun: Stay and gather.
Xie Lingyun's Into the Lake Mouth of Peng Li in the Southern Song Dynasty
Spring grass grows in the pond and garden willows become songbirds.
Songbirds: Songbirds have changed their species. Winter has gone and spring has come, and birds have changed.
Xie Lingyun's "Climbing the Pool Upstairs" in Southern Song Dynasty
Noisy birds cover Chunzhou, and miscellaneous English is full of Fangdian.
Fuchunzhou: a sandbar full of spring. Mixed English; All kinds of flowers. Fangdian: rural areas.
Nantiao's "Going to Sanshan Late and Looking to Beijing"
The news is that it will be sunny in Los Angeles, and the spring scenery will double next year.
Los Angeles: Luoyang. Windy days: spring scenery. Tao: Say.
Don Du Shen Yan's Spring in Beijing.
The bright sun on the sea is about to rise, and Jiangnan in the south of the Yangtze River is reviving. I saw an oriole flying in the warm air, and a green water plant was reflected by the sun.
Haishu: Sunrise at sea. Li Heliu in the wild in spring: Liu Mei crosses Jiang Lai, and spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. Shu Qi: The warm breath of spring. Turn green apple wave: turn green apple grass in water. The four sentences mean: rosy clouds rise to the sea with the rising sun, plum blossoms and green willows take the other side of the spring river, yellow birds sing in warm spring, and sunshine makes apples green.
Tang Du Shen Yan and Lu Cheng's Early Spring Journey in Jinling.
The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar. 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. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?
-Recalling Jiangnan (Jiangnan is good) Bai Juyi
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
-Xiao Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang (after all, the West Lake was in mid-June) Yang Wanli.
The mountains cover the day, and the ocean drains the golden river; By going up one flight of stairs, look further.
-in the heron lodge (the mountain covers the day) in Wang Zhihuan.
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years. A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
-Don't Dongda (Huang Yun thousands of miles away) Gao Shi
No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.
-Chai Lu (there seems to be no one on the empty mountain) Wang Wei
The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain. 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.
-Look at Lushan Waterfall (Rizhao incense burner gives birth to purple smoke) Li Bai.
At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil. Who knows every grain of Chinese food is hard!
-Benjamin Nong (weeding at noon) Li Shen
With the shadow of dusk in my heart, I drove forward in the grave of my friends; Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.
-Le Garden Scenic Area (with twilight shadow in my heart) Li Shangyin
As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
-Mountain Road (far from Hanshan Stone Path) Du Mu
Wang Wei, go to the fortress.
Riding a bike to visit the border and passing through Juyan County.
Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky.
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen.
When I arrived at the small pass, I met a spy waiting for the knight and told me that Dou Hu was in Yan.
4. Poems describing the summer sky.
1. The blue sky in the morning is like a sapphire that has just been washed by clear water. The sun, like fire, pours out a rosy glow. Snow-white clouds, like a happy running child, like a group of frogs walking around with the frog prince, and like a dragonfly standing on the lotus leaf, are really strange and changeable.
Looking eastward, a Xia Hong connects heaven and earth. Slowly, the sun smiled. The sun is very red, like a fire, and has not been irradiated by the sun. It seems to be very hot and roasted.
Looking eastward, a Xia Hong connects heaven and earth. Slowly, the sun smiled. The flowers on the windowsill seem to have received the signal, scrambling to open, so bright and dazzling, and even more lovable under the reflection of the rising red sun; The grass on the roadside is hung with crystal dew, which looks clean and bright; Many shops on the street put up colorful umbrellas in front of the door early, which is a beautiful landscape!
4. Lotus seed transfer pond planted in Nanxuan basin of Songmei, Yao Chen.
Red clouds make a green room, and the morning glow turns rosy. White jade is not satisfied with mud, and the feather covers the eyes. Turbid water is like a frog and a turtle, and the pool is like a bucket. Pinggenke fights freely, and lotus slugs will come out next year.
5. "Fang Ge Author:"
The mountains are towering above the square basin, and the tides cross the blue sea. Jiangdong has been a noble family since ancient times. Fairy in the earthquake, wearing the morning glow. A fragrance is better than taste. Laughing at bayberry is not loquat. It's hard to write, it's wonderful, and it's very light to consult through purple cinnabar. This generation, I don't know what it is, stays in the world. I am willing to lead far away, but I have no intention of being in China. Cabbage, Yao Huang, for singing, silver candle cage yarn. Southern tourists eat thousands of meals a day and don't want to drive in the morning.
5. Words to describe the pond
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Beautiful sentences describing the pond
1, the surface of the pool is not large, one acre square, and the quiet water surface can not help but remind people of Zhu's poem: "Half an acre square, the pool opens, and the clear sky and Wan Li clouds fall", which is the most touching portrayal of the pool water. Listening to frogs in summer, frogs are everywhere in the grass pond, and watching the water in winter, sparkling under the sunshine, is pleasing to the eye and makes people feel good.
The most wonderful thing is the vitality in the pond. People nearby put some wooden stakes in the water, paved boards, built a shed and put some ducks in the pond. At noon, the sun is warm, and the ducks enjoy themselves on the water. Some of them plunged into the water, leaving a tail stuck high, or flapping their wings and stretching their waists. Some peck at the vines and leaves left above, and you fight for it; Some of them are swimming freely, gently shaking brown flippers, white clothes and bright red necks. Ducks tired of swimming stand on the scaffolding, pecking their own feathers, or shaking their heads and tails, shaking off the splash, or squatting aside, huddled up, closing their eyes and resting comfortably.
Groups of fish in the pond gather on the surface of the water, spit bubbles, or swim under the grass. The pond is surrounded by a ridge of fields, with all kinds of melons and vegetables, which are neat and lush and green all year round. You can often see nearby peasant women, carrying buckets and watering pots, coming to the water to water vegetables. Bang, a long-handled ladle slapped the water surface, splashing a little.
The pond is such an ink painting, full of sparkling water, dense water vapor, noisy afternoon and silent morning and evening. Maybe the days are different and the customs are varied, but we just miss it inadvertently and quietly.
It's interesting to catch tadpoles by the pond in spring. A pool of spring water is as green as jade, and the surface of the pool is as quiet as a crystal mirror, reflecting the surrounding flowers and trees on it. When the sun goes down, the water in the pond is as red as the sun. Little friends can catch tadpoles or small conchs every morning. Only open the bottles, seize the opportunity and fish them into the water.
6. In summer, the lotus blooms in the pond, and the pink lotus blooms one after another? Women are dancing, and the ugliest thing is the red lotus in the pond, which sets off the blue lotus leaf. It's the beautiful lace on her colorful dress, and it's the turning water drops on the green leaves. Under the sunshine, the silver is shining and crystal clear, like countless jewels embedded in the lotus leaf.
7. In autumn, the grass turns yellow, the trees lose their leaves, chrysanthemums bloom, and all kinds of chrysanthemums bloom beside the pond, making the pond more beautiful. Chrysanthemum stamens are yellow, petals are layered and bright.
In winter, the pond freezes and people play all kinds of tricks on it. From a distance, the ice is crystal clear, like white jade. Children often skate, make snowmen and have snowball fights here. Very happy, in the pond, every festival is beautiful.
6. A pool of lotus flowers and the sun, write a poem.
When a breeze of years blows through the lotus pond, it is like opening a hardcover Tang poetry and Song poetry.
A flower, a leaf, is a sweet poem, accidentally spilled a pool. The lotus leaves in Tian Tian are so high and low that they are crowded like a group of children who can't wait in line.
Some have just emerged from the clear water, and the green leaves are like closed hands, shyly rolling up their small hearts, as if they were still intoxicated with past feelings. Others spread out completely, or crawl on the water, or sway in the breeze.
Round leaves spread out their big palms, holding a golden sunshine, holding two or three intermittent frogs, holding four or five shiny small drops of water, rolling around. In the green lotus leaf, bits and pieces of flashing lotus flowers are as white as snow and as pink as chardonnay.
Some hold fist-sized flower buds, white and white, clutching their hearts. A red dragonfly flew from a distance, gently stood on it, flapping little wings, trying to stop talking, and no one would say the long-lost acacia first.
Some may be silent for a long time, and finally can't bear loneliness. They smiled gently, unfolded their graceful postures one by one, formed a circle, held round lotus leaves, breathed a strong or weak fragrance, reveled in the eyes who expected and walked into the poems who were affectionate. Occasionally, one or two ducklings can be seen swimming lightly on the calm water, and suddenly another fish jumps into the water.
A few small fish playing under the lotus leaves poked their heads, turned around and swam to the depths of the lotus pond in panic. Watching and listening, I suddenly want to drive a canoe, hold up a bamboo pole and swing a pool of clear water without picking a piece of incense or folding a piece of green.
Just like the lotus flower, it is also amazing in the dream of the lotus pond. A pool of lotus flowers is a pool of jumping poems.
And the beauty and beauty of the whole summer seem to be dissolved in this small lotus pond.
7. Landscape poetry
The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no. Wang Wei, the Hanjiang River is flooding.
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. Ambassador Wang Wei went to the frontier.
The star Ye Pingkuo, the moon ran away from the river. Du Fu's Night Abroad
Autumn wind blows the Weihe River and leaves fall all over Chang 'an. Jia Yi Dao Wu Chu City, Jiang Shang
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. Li Shanyue
Stark sounded the fifth watch, drums and horns rang, and stars and Tianhe danced on three mountains. Dufu pavilion night
The Yellow River winds from a distant place, carrying thousands of miles of yellow sand. Liu Yuxi Langtaosha
Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang. Meng Haoran's Letter to Premier Zhang from Dongting Lake
Alone at the bottom of the river, I think quietly, and the moonlight is like water. Zhao Tuo Jianglou feels old.
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 remembers Jiangnan.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. The next berth on Beibao Mountain, Wang Wan.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. Meng Haoran stayed at Jiande River overnight.
Unconsciously, dusk enveloped the castle peak, and the autumn clouds were bleak, covering the dusk sky. Li Bai listened to the novels of Shu Monk Jun and played the piano.
Mountain moths listen to apes, and the river rushes for the night. Meng Haoran stopped at Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou.
At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. Li Bai bid farewell to his friends at Jingmen Ferry.
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns? Li Bai will enter the wine.
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci
The gloomy mountains are sandwiched between the green coasts, and the green mountains and green waters are silent. Hangzhou Zhuxi Shuikou
The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Su Shi Yong Yu le
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. It rained after Su Shi drank Chuqing Lake.
Listen to the sound of thousands of valleys at night and watch some peaks silent in the sunset. Yucheng Wang
Qian Shan has a vast sky, and Chengjiang has a bright moon. Huang Tingjian Deng Kuaige
A red sun leans against the green hills and only sees a few miles of lakes.
Red sun and clear water poem 1. What are the poems describing the red sun and clear water?
Huaying Age: Song Author: Su Shi School: Seven wonders overlap on the Yao stage, and children can't be thrown away several times.
In the evening when the sun went down, Hua Ying just retired, but the moon rose again and Hua Ying appeared again. Donglangshan Age: Tang Author: Genre: Seven Wonders Donglangshan stands in the East and looks forward to the sun.
A piece of Dan Xin lasts forever, who sits in a remote place? Poetry for Gu Yanxian: Wei and Jin Dynasties Author: Luji Susu Susu Susu Autumn Festival. Zhan Zhan is thick and concise.
The sun sets at night. Shaoyin suddenly got up.
1950s: Qing Dynasty Author: Gong Zizhen spent half his life in China and abroad, turning ugliness into a grandson. In the Tang Dynasty, Lang Feng, who retired from the old department, waved the title of Bapin Sima, and became mixed in autumn. S: Song Author: Fan Chengda is happy in everything, so why bother! Cangjun is like jade, and hometown is like a valley.
Under the west window, pay the sludge. The edge of the worm has diseased leaves, the soil is thin and there are no new branches.
Is the sun off, and the shadows on the eaves cover up the losses? It used to be like a pine and cypress, but now it is a weeping willow.
At dusk, the wind and rain are urgent. Who will return at 20? One of the three topics of the old cold hall: the age of the old cold hall: Song Author: Fan Zhongyan I am in the early Tang Dynasty, and I will travel around the world. Children and grandchildren are everywhere, and their home is in Jiangcheng.
Shuangsongyan is lovely, hence the name of Gaotang. Yazhitang lives in the house, and the mountains are full of feelings.
Eyes have a thousand years of color, ears have a thousand years of sound. June is dull and looks like a jade pot.
To collect poetry books and teach children to be honest and clear. In order to arrange the bells and drums, guests are invited to have fun.
What do you know about green smoke? It's all under the eaves Sunshine is impartial, and life is born in vain.
Why worry about an eventful year if you don't shake the mountain? Well, you will be honored if you are willing to make a baby.
Shi Ping, bachelor Wu Chongqing: Song Author: Mei Wufu, Pei. Riding a Tianma is very strange.
Suddenly, I found a stone with a white circle. There are trees and blackberries, but what can a painter do?
Wu Nai's questioning of Ouyang Gong is particularly suspicious than Gong Yong's questioning. Doubt does not discriminate poetry, which is a poem with bright stars.
Send me back to make peace with you and sit next to the public. Fan Hou did have Yang, but the theory of good fortune is difficult to test.
I thought it over and over again, although I didn't say it. When the moon meets the sun, Wu Yang flies on the laurel branch.
People don't know the weather. God will show the world that his shadow is like a sticky stork.
Wu Can neither walks nor moves the moon. Save it for fun. Be careful not to dump your servant with jade cards.
Happy years: Song Author: The upper world of wandering immortals is pure and empty, so whoever is close to it is sparse. Practice teaches the world knowledge, and it is the sun to return to nature.
It takes three days to get the truth, and it must smell better in one breath. My luck is not the same as before. He always comes from seeing Kung Fu, but he didn't see how the Yellow River water moved the sky. He ran to the sea and didn't return (Tang Libai). He flew down to thousands of feet for three days. He suspected that the Milky Way had settled for nine days (Tang Libai), and the South Lake was smokeless at night, but he could ride into the sky (Tang Libai), clear the frost in the lake, come to Bai Tao Snow Mountain (Tang Libai), empty the Chu water and clear the blue sea (Tang Libai). Which way can I find the hidden source (Tang Bai Juyi) Water is like a mirror, and there is no trace for thousands of miles (Tang Bai Juyi). Between being a fellow traveler and the bird (Wei) who comes home late, there is plenty of water (Wei) and Yanyun, which is endless in the north. Dajiangdong went to the water for a long time (Wang Songliang Yuan), and the snow in Emei fell along the river, and the Three Gorges flowed across the river (Tang Libai). Half-sprinkled in the sky (Tang Li Bai) and the waves in the glass pile of Wanli (Tang Du Fu), the water is really green and clean, so I can't sleep. If the fish is empty, there is nothing to rely on (Song Lou Key), the green hills are not old (Guanzhong, Ming Luo), and everything in the water is the same (Guo Guanzhong in the Spring and Autumn Period). The source is clear, but the source is turbid (Zhao Xunzi of the Warring States Period).
(Li Bai) The water is Ming Che, and the mountains are empty and rainy. (Su Shi) Poems about water: But since the water is still flowing, we cut it with swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows (Li Bai). You didn't see how the water of the Yellow River moved out of the sky, but you ran to the sea and never came back (Tang Li Bai). You flew down to thousands of feet. It is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days (Tang Libai), and the South Lake is smokeless in autumn. You can take the river to heaven (Tang Libai), the lake is clear of frost, the mirror is clear, and Bai Tao Snow Mountain comes (Tang Libai). Which way can I find the hidden source (Tang Bai Juyi) Water is like a mirror, and there is no trace for thousands of miles (Tang Bai Juyi). Between being a fellow traveler and the bird (Wei) who comes home late, there is plenty of water (Wei) and Yanyun, which is endless in the north. Dajiangdong went to the water for a long time (Wang Songliang Yuan), and the snow in Emei fell along the river, and the Three Gorges flowed across the river (Tang Libai). Half-sprinkled in the sky (Tang Li Bai) and the waves in the glass pile of Wanli (Tang Du Fu), the water is really green and clean, so I can't sleep. If the fish is empty, there is nothing to rely on (Song Lou Key), the green hills are not old (Guanzhong, Ming Luo), and everything in the water is the same (Guo Guanzhong in the Spring and Autumn Period). The source is clear, but the source is turbid (Zhao Xunzi of the Warring States Period).
2. Poems describing the beauty of red sun and clear water
Hua 1
On the platform of Yao, I made several phone calls but couldn't get through.
In the evening when the sun went down, Hua Ying just retired, but the moon rose again and Hua Ying appeared again.
2. Caoyetang in Donglangshan
Donglang stood in the east, looking forward to the sun.
A piece of Dan Xin lasts forever, who sits in a remote place?
3. Write poems for Gu Yanxian.
Susu Susu Autumn Festival is full of dew and condensation.
At night, the sun goes down and suddenly rises.
4. Hai's miscellaneous poem "Gong Zi Zhen Qing".
Half-life fate, Chinese and foreign people belong to the item, ugly to love grandchildren.
Waving the title of retired Lang Feng of the Eighth Sima Lao Department in the Tang Dynasty.
3. What is the poem about the beauty of red sun and clear water?
Huaying
Song Sushi: Seven Wonders
On the platform of Yao, I made several phone calls but couldn't get through.
In the evening when the sun went down, Hua Ying just retired, but the moon rose again and Hua Ying appeared again.
Donglangshan
Don Cao Ye's Four Wonders
Donglang stood in the east, looking forward to the sun.
A piece of Dan Xin lasts forever, who sits in a remote place?
Write poems for Gu Yanxian.
Year: Wei and Jin Dynasties Author: Lu Ji
Susu Susu Autumn Festival. Zhan Zhan is thick and concise.
The sun sets at night. Shaoyin suddenly got up.
53 sea miscellaneous poems
Year: Qing Dynasty Author: Gong Zizhen
Half-life fate, Chinese and foreign people belong to the item, ugly to love grandchildren.
Waving the title of retired Lang Feng of the Eighth Sima Lao Department in the Tang Dynasty.
Autumn is mixed.
Year: Song Author: Fan Chengda
Even this matter is full of joy, why bother!
Cangjun is like jade, and hometown is like a valley.
Under the west window, pay the sludge.
The edge of the worm has diseased leaves, the soil is thin and there are no new branches.
Is the sun off, and the shadows on the eaves cover up the losses?
It used to be like a pine and cypress, but now it is a weeping willow.
At dusk, the wind and rain are urgent. Who will return at 20?
Hope to adopt. Thank you.
4. What are the poems describing the red sun and clear water?
Huaying Age: Song Author: Su Shi School: Seven wonders overlap on the Yao stage, and children can't be thrown away several times.
In the evening when the sun went down, Hua Ying just retired, but the moon rose again and Hua Ying appeared again. Donglangshan Age: Tang Author: Genre: Seven Wonders Donglangshan stands in the East and looks forward to the sun.
A piece of Dan Xin lasts forever, who sits in a remote place? Poetry for Gu Yanxian: Wei and Jin Dynasties Author: Luji Susu Susu Susu Autumn Festival. Zhan Zhan is thick and concise.
The sun sets at night. Shaoyin suddenly got up.
1950s: Qing Dynasty Author: Gong Zizhen spent half his life in China and abroad, turning ugliness into a grandson. In the Tang Dynasty, Lang Feng, who retired from the old department, waved the title of Bapin Sima, and became mixed in autumn. S: Song Author: Fan Chengda is happy in everything, so why bother! Cangjun is like jade, and hometown is like a valley.
Under the west window, pay the sludge. The edge of the worm has diseased leaves, the soil is thin and there are no new branches.
Is the sun off, and the shadows on the eaves cover up the losses? It used to be like a pine and cypress, but now it is a weeping willow.
At dusk, the wind and rain are urgent. Who will return at 20? One of the three topics of the old cold hall: the age of the old cold hall: Song Author: Fan Zhongyan I am in the early Tang Dynasty, and I will travel around the world. Children and grandchildren are everywhere, and their home is in Jiangcheng.
Shuangsongyan is lovely, hence the name of Gaotang. Yazhitang lives in the house, and the mountains are full of feelings.
Eyes have a thousand years of color, ears have a thousand years of sound. June is dull and looks like a jade pot.
To collect poetry books and teach children to be honest and clear. In order to arrange the bells and drums, guests are invited to have fun.
What do you know about green smoke? It's all under the eaves Sunshine is impartial, and life is born in vain.
Why worry about an eventful year if you don't shake the mountain? Well, you will be honored if you are willing to make a baby.
Shi Ping, bachelor Wu Chongqing: Song Author: Mei Wufu, Pei. Riding a Tianma is very strange.
Suddenly, I found a stone with a white circle. There are trees and blackberries, but what can a painter do?
Wu Nai's questioning of Ouyang Gong is particularly suspicious than Gong Yong's questioning. Doubt does not discriminate poetry, which is a poem with bright stars.
Send me back to make peace with you and sit next to the public. Fan Hou did have Yang, but the theory of good fortune is difficult to test.
I thought it over and over again, although I didn't say it. When the moon meets the sun, Wu Yang flies on the laurel branch.
People don't know the weather. God will show the world that his shadow is like a sticky stork.
Wu Can neither walks nor moves the moon. Save it for fun. Be careful not to dump your servant with jade cards.
Happy years: Song Author: The upper world of wandering immortals is pure and empty, so whoever is close to it is sparse. Practice teaches the world knowledge, and it is the sun to return to nature.
It takes three days to get the truth, and it must smell better in one breath. My luck is not the same as before. He always comes from seeing Kung Fu, but he didn't see how the Yellow River water moved the sky. He ran to the sea and didn't return (Tang Libai). He flew down to thousands of feet for three days. He suspected that the Milky Way had settled for nine days (Tang Libai), and the South Lake was smokeless at night, but he could ride into the sky (Tang Libai), clear the frost in the lake, come to Bai Tao Snow Mountain (Tang Libai), empty the Chu water and clear the blue sea (Tang Libai). A thousand miles without a trace (Tang Bai Juyi) is between becoming a fellow traveler and the late bird returning home (Wei), where there is plenty of water (rocks) and there is no end to Yanyun in the north. Dajiangdong goes to the water for a long time (Wang Songliang Yuan), Emei follows the snow, and the Three Gorges flows through Sichuan (Tang Libai) to surprise the Milky Way first, and half of it scatters clouds (Tang Libai). Green water lasts forever (Guanzhong), and the source of all things in water is also (spring and autumn). The source is clear, but the source is turbid (Zhao Xunzi in the Warring States Period). The source is clean and pure, and Ben Murong (Han Bangu) loves rivers and lakes. Flowing out of the red wall does not return (tea Shen Xing), the water is ruthless.
How the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, which is gone forever. (Li Bai) The water is Ming Che, and the mountains are empty and rainy.
(Su Shi) Poems about water: But since the water is still flowing, we cut it with swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows (Li Bai). You didn't see how the water of the Yellow River moved out of the sky, but you ran to the sea and never came back (Tang Li Bai). You flew down to thousands of feet. It is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days (Tang Libai), and the South Lake is smokeless in autumn. You can take the river to heaven (Tang Libai), the lake is clear of frost, the mirror is clear, and Bai Tao Snow Mountain comes (Tang Libai). Which way can I find the hidden source (Tang Bai Juyi) Water is like a mirror, and there is no trace for thousands of miles (Tang Bai Juyi). Between being a fellow traveler and the bird (Wei) who comes home late, there is plenty of water (Wei) and Yanyun, which is endless in the north. Dajiangdong went to the water for a long time (Wang Songliang Yuan), and the snow in Emei fell along the river, and the Three Gorges flowed across the river (Tang Libai). If the fish is empty, there is nowhere to rely on (Song Lou Key), the green hills are not old, and the green waters remain forever (Guanzhong, Ming Luo). The source of everything in water is also clear (the spring and autumn period is in harmony with the clock), while the source is turbid (the Warring States son). The source is clean, Bunsen Murong (Han Bangu) loves rivers and lakes, and he won't return it if he flows out of the red wall (blue).