A complete collection of fishing poems:
Jiang Xue
(Tang) Liu Zongyuan
Birds flying in a thousand mountains, a thousand paths without a footprint.
Lonely boat, Li Weng, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow.
A picture of Qiu Jiang fishing alone
(Qing) Wang Shizhen
. One foot of silk fiber and one rain hook.
Singing a song and drinking a bottle of wine, one person catches a river in autumn alone.
Fishing songs
(Late Tang Dynasty) Zhang Zhihe
Egrets fly in front of Xizhai Mountain, peach blossoms are flowing and mandarin fish are fat.
Green bamboo shoots, green hemp shoots, and slanting.
He knows the fish is scattered. He waits for his lover at dusk, and the boat is green and the shore is green.
Children fish
Hu Lingneng
A young boy with a hairy head learns to play with a bow, sitting on the side of a raspberry moss, reflecting his body.
Passers-by waved at a distance, fearing that the fish should not be surprised.
In the Dongting, Prime Minister Zhang
Meng Haoran
here in the Eighth-month the waters of the lake. Has beleaguered the city of Yueyang.
I should like to cross, but I can find no boat, how ashamed I am to be idler than you statesmen, as I sit here and watch a fisherman casting, have a love affair with immortals.
Lodging
Du Mu
solitary at the tavern, I am shut in with loneliness and grief, under the cold lamp, I brood on the past, I am kept awake by a lost wildgoose.
Dreaming from afar, family letters arrive the next year. Cangjiang is a fishing boat.
Fisherman
Liu Zongyuan Xiao Ji Qing Xiang burns bamboo. and then, at sunrise, he went his way through the cloven mist,
is a landscape green. I turn and see the waves moving as from heaven, and clouds above the cliffs coming idly, one by one.
Peach Blossom Creek
Zhang Xu
faintly flies over the bridge to separate wild smoke, and the west bank of the rocky rock asks fishing boats.
Peach Blossoms follow the water all day, where is the hole in Qingxi. 2. Poems about fishing
One wither, one hat and one hat. "I would sit and poise a fishing-pole, lazy by a brook, but I suddenly dream of riding a boat, sailing for the sun". "Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, and peach blossoms are flowing and mandarin fish are fat. An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat, wearing a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain, leisurely and leisurely fishing, he was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery, even the rain did not go home. "Du Fu's poem" Crossing the River "says:" You can't cross the riverside, but February is stormy. The boat is inclined, and the fish is lying high. Zhang Sujin, the flower of Zhu, the grass of Ting, and the blue robe of Ting, play to ask the people who care about the silk, and see you Cao. " Chu Guangxi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, sang in Fishing Bay: "Fishing in a green bay in spring, apricot blossoms in spring are chaotic, the pool is clear and the water is shallow, and the lotus knows the fish are scattered." The word "Fisherman" written by He Ning in the Five Dynasties: "The white peony stands as a crane in the cold, and the grass wind gently shears the waves. Smoke screen, the day is delayed, and the fragrance attracts hibiscus to stir up the fishing line. " Infinite lotus fragrance dyes the clothes of the department, and Ruanlang can't get the boat back. It's better to be ashamed than a couple. "Jiangcun": "The Qingjiang River embraces the village, and everything is quiet in Jiang Chun in the long summer. From the swallow before going to the church, we are close to the gull in the water. The old wife draws paper as a chess game, and the young child knocks the needle as a hook. The only thing that is needed for many diseases is medicine, and the micro-body is more desirable. " Zhao Meng's "Fisherman's Songs": "The misty waves are like a boat, and the west wind is falling in the autumn. The gull heron, a proud prince, doesn't take the bait. " A few feet of silk fiber hangs in the water,
the silver hook disappears without a trace,
where fish dare not go to the emperor,
Long live the king only catches dragons. 3. What are the poems about fishing
1. "Fishing Bay"
Tang Dynasty: Chu Guangxi
fished in the green bay in spring, and the spring was full of apricot blossoms. The pool is clear, the water is shallow, and the lotus knows the fish is scattered. Waiting for lovers at dusk, the boat is green and the shore is green.
Translation:
Fishing in the Green Water Bay in spring, the apricot blossoms are in full bloom in spring. The pool is clear and suspicious of the shallow water, and the lotus leaves shake before the fish swim away. Until dusk, I waited for my bosom friend, tied my boat and docked at Lvyang Bank.
2.
Tang Dynasty: Chang Jian
Old people sit on the rocky head on the lake, but the peach blossoms in the lake flow.
The bamboo pole waves endlessly, and I don't know who will swallow my hook.
Translation:
An old man sat fishing on the rocky head, and the peach blossoms floating on the water in the lake slowly flowed away. However, all this seemed to have nothing to do with him. Facing the beautiful scenery in front of him, no matter whether the fish were hooked or not.
3. "Children Fishing"
Tang Dynasty: Hu Lingneng
A young boy with a bald head learns to hang on to the silk ribbon, sitting on the side of the raspberry moss.
Passers-by waved at a distance by asking questions, which scared the fish to be surprised.
Translation:
A child with unkempt hair and a green face is learning to fish as an adult by the river, sitting sideways in the grass, and his figure is hidden by weeds. Hearing passers-by asking for directions, the child waved his hand indifferently, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.
4. Fishermen in Huai River
Tang Dynasty: Zheng Gu
White-headed waves went up to the Chinese Pulsatilla, and the family moved from boat to boat.
a foot of bass is newly caught, and the children and grandchildren are blown into the flowers.
Translation:
White waves are rolling in the boundless Huaihe River, and the white-haired fisherman takes the boat as his home. There was a gentle breeze by the water, and fishing boats drifted everywhere. The old fisherman has just caught a long bass, and his children and grandchildren are busy blowing fire and eating from it.
5. Nan Chi
In the Tang Dynasty, Li Ying
The little man offered the bait and the woman rubbed the silk, and the fragrant mash overflowed.
at sunrise, two fish are eating, and the family is laughing in the south pool.
translation:
The little boy prepares bait, his wife rubs silk to make fishing line, and his husband is wrapped in a headscarf, with a pot of muddy wine floating around him, giving off a strong fragrance. The sun rose two poles high, and it was the time when the fish were looking for food, and one fish after another bit the hook. The family happily continued fishing in Nanchi. 4. Ancient poems about fishing
Fishing
[Tang] Li Qunyu
Seven feet of green pole and one foot of silk, the wind blows in the leaves.
Raise your hand and throw fragrant bait several times, and the water ducks on the beach are startled.
Fishing
[Tang] Cui Daorong
Fishing for river fish without fishing for a name, Waou pours wine and makes the mountains green.
Drunk head fell into the reed flower, but laughed at the guest star for no reason.
Fishing
[Song] Gumbo
Fishing is nothing but fishing with silk.
learning is like learning, but only doing and knowing.
if you choose goodness, you must be stubborn, and sincerity should not deceive yourself.
bo, I'll ask you again until I die.
the ancestors were the only ones who dared to die.
but those who are afraid of the cold will come, and Zhuang Jing will be self-sufficient.
Fishing
[Song] Yao Kuan
When he was a child, he used to make silk, but he was surprised to go back and forth.
the wind rises in the sand head at night, and the waves rise and the sun sets.
Children's Fishing
Author: Hu Lingneng (Tang)
A young boy with a hairy head learns to hang on to the bow, sitting on the side of the raspberry and moss.
Passers-by waved at a distance by asking questions, which scared the fish to be surprised.
[Tang] Zhang Zhihe's Fisherman's Song
White flies in front of the Cisai Mountain, peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat.
green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, oblique wind and drizzle don't need to return.
[Tang] boat monk >
thousands of feet silk fiber hangs straight, and only one wave moves with ten thousand waves.
Shui Han fish don't eat in the quiet night, and the boat is full and empty.
[Tang] Lv Mengzheng's
When entering the beach, the wind is rushing and the waves are flying, and the hand is fishing for rocks with a fishing rod.
naturally, it's time for the fish to return.
[Qing] Ji Xiaolan >
one pole, one oar, one boat, one fisherman and one hook.
clap, shout and laugh, and one person monopolizes a river and autumn.
[Qing] Wang Shizhen >
a flat boat, a silk thread and a rain hook.
sing a song and drink a bottle of wine, and catch a river and autumn alone.
[Qing] Shi Jingan >
when fishing in the east of Banqiao, the snow is cold.
cold water does not flow, but fish chew plum blossom shadows.
[Tang] Du Fu >
the Qingjiang river is full of village streams, and everything is quiet in changxiajiang village. I have come to Liang Shangyan since I left, and I am close to the gulls in the water.
The old wife draws paper as a chess game, and the young child knocks the needle as a hook. All you need for many diseases is medicine, so what can you ask for here?
[Tang] Gao Shi >
a winding bank with a deep pool and a long hill, the eye-catching hook won't move.
the world wants to know his name, and he has been asking for a long time.
[Tang] Liu Zongyuan >
a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint.
a little boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow.
[Qing] Zheng Banqiao Fishing Song
An old fisherman, with a fishing rod, is on a cliff, near the inlet, and there is no tie in the boat.
Sha Ou's gentle waves make him feel chilly in the day and sing a song "The setting sun is late".
in an instant, the waves shook the golden shadow, and suddenly the moon rose to Dongshan. 5. The poem
about orange stems probably refers to "citrus". I hope it will help you ... Su Shi's "To Liu Jingwen" has no rain cover, but there are still Ao Shuang branches in the chrysanthemum. A good year must be remembered, it is orange and orange. Zhang Jiuling's Twelve Encounters (Part 7)
here, south of the Yangzi, grows a red orangetree., all winter long its leaves are green.
not because of a warmer soil, but because its' nature is used to the cold.
though it might serve your honourable guests, you leave it here, far below mountain and river.!
It's a lucky fate, cause and effect are an infinite cycle.
you plant your peach-trees and your plums, you forget the shade from this other tree?
Note:
Reading Zhang Jiuling's poem praising Danju, it is easy to think of Qu Yuan's Ode to Orange. Qu Yuan was born in the South China, and citrus reticulata was also born in the South China. At the beginning of his Ode to Oranges, he said: "After the emperor, the trees are beautiful, and oranges are attractive. I was ordered not to move, and I was born in the south. " The meaning of its support is obvious. Zhang Jiuling is also a southerner, and Jiangling (the capital of Chu State), where he lived in exile in Jingzhou, was originally a famous orange-producing area. At the beginning of this poem, he said: "here, south of the Yangzi, grows a red orangetree., all winter long its leaves are green", and its implication is particularly obvious. Qu Yuan's famous sentence tells us: "The autumn wind is blowing, and the waves in the Dongting Lake are under the trees." It can be seen that even in the south, when it comes to late autumn, the general trees will inevitably fall, and how can they withstand the devastation of severe winter? And Dan orange, but "all winter long its leaves are green". A word "Jude" is full of praise. Du Fu's "Sick Oranges" group of oranges has little business, although it is more, it is also ridiculed. Pity is small and firm, sour as a pear.
it's appropriate to cut the moth as thoroughly as possible. It's not palatable, so don't just keep its skin.
Xiao Xiao is half dead, but he didn't put up with parting. Frost and snow accumulate in the dark winter, and the situation is that the return air blows.
Have a taste of Penglai Hall and list Xiaoxiang postures. This thing is not old, and jade food loses its brilliance.
bandits still rely on the tomb, when you cut down on food. Your illness is an act of god, and I am guilty of it.
Recalling the past ambassadors from the South China Sea, I rushed to offer a plum branch. A hundred horses died in the valley, and it is sad to this day. 6. Poems about fishing
Ji Xiaolan's "Fishing quatrains"
A boat with a pole and a paddle, a fisherman with a hook.
clap, shout and laugh, and one person monopolizes a river and autumn.
Tang Shenquan's Fishing Rod
The morning sun gathered red smoke and hung the rod to Lvchuan.
people are suspicious of sitting in the sky, but fish are like hanging in the mirror.
be alert when pressing, and guess that every time the hook is pulled by mistake.
if you ignore the management in turbulent danger, you want to stay in the pool.
I'm a good fisherman, but I'm not good at collecting money.
to see the bait, you will be greedy.
Tang Gao Shi
The fisherman's song
There is a deep pool and a mountain, and the hand can't move.the world wants to know his name, and he has been asking for a long time.
The Fisherman's Song by Don Zhang Zhihe
White flies in front of the Cisai Mountain, peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat.
green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, oblique wind and drizzle don't need to return.