Nanjing's ancient poems include:
1. "Ascending the Phoenix Terrace in Jinling"
The phoenix travels on the Phoenix Terrace, and the phoenix leaves the platform and the Kongjiang River flows by itself. The flowers and plants of the Wu Palace are buried in the secluded paths, and the clothes of the Jin Dynasty are transformed into ancient hills. Beyond the blue sky, the three mountains are halfway down, and the two rivers are divided into Bailuzhou. The floating clouds can always cover the sun, and the absence of Chang'an makes people sad.
2. "Farewell at Jinling Wine Shop"
The wind blows the fragrance of willow flowers all over the shop, and Wu Ji presses wine for guests to taste. The disciples of Jinling came to see each other off, and everyone drank wine if they wanted to do it or not. Please ask me about Dongliu Shui. I don’t know who is good or bad with it.
3. "Inscribed on Jinling Ferry"
Jinling Ferry is a small mountain tower, and travelers can worry about it for a night. In the setting moon of the night river when the tide is falling, two stars and three stars are shining in Guazhou.
4. "Jinling New Pavilion"
Jinling has beautiful scenery, and powerful people gathered in the new pavilion. The mountains and rivers are different when you look up, which hurts Zhou Yi's feelings. Sitting on the four sides of Chu, I feel sad, but I don’t worry about the collapse of the country. How generous is the prince, who has admired his reputation for thousands of years.
5. "Jinling Nostalgia"
The song of Yushu has left the king exhausted, and the soldiers in Jingyang gathered together and the garrison was empty. There are thousands of official tombs far and near, and there are six generations of palaces with grass and millet. The stone swallow blows in the clouds and rains, and the finless porpoise blows in the waves and returns to the wind at night. Once the hero is gone, all the luxury is gone, only the green mountains are like Luozhong.
6. "Singing under the Moon on the West Tower of Jinling City"
It is a quiet night in Jinling with a cool breeze, and I go up to the tall building alone to look at Wu and Yue. The white clouds reflect the water and shake the empty city, and the white dew drops drop the autumn moon. Under the moon, I have been brooding for a long time, and my eyes have been sparse since ancient times. The interpretation of Chengjiang River is as pure as practice, which makes people remember Xie Xuanhui for a long time.
7. "The Concubine Xiang's Complaints Rhyme Jinling Nostalgia for the Ancient Times"
The flowers in the backyard are blooming in the morning, the golden lotus and Pan Lihua step by step, and the dragons, pans, and tigers are on the mountain like a painting. There are many sad poems, and the jackdaws set in the dangerous city.
8. "Stone City"
My motherland is surrounded by mountains, and the city is lonely and empty. In the old days on the east side of the Huai River, the moon came over the female wall late at night.
9. "Woyi Alley"
There are wild grasses and flowers beside Zhuque Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Alley. In the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.
10. "Linjiang Immortal"
The courtyard is a little deeper, the cloud window and the foggy pavilion are often exposed, the willow branches and plum calyx gradually become clear, the moling tree returns in spring, and people are healthy in old age. city. There are so many things that can be said about feeling the moon and singing in the wind. Now that I am old and unable to achieve anything, I feel haggard and even more insignificant. There is no point in trying the lamp, and I am not in the mood to walk in the snow.
11. "The Proud Fisherman"
Throughout the ages, the dragon and the pan have coexisted. From the place where the public rises and falls. The slight slanting wind blows the drizzle. Fragrant grass crossing. Jiangnan's father stayed with his father. The bus is driving through the fog. The red luan rides on the green luan. But I was surprised that this continent is called Egret. He is not my companion, but he is about to fly away.