I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there. Early release of the city Tang and Li Baichao said colorful clouds, and a thousand miles of Jiangling returned in one day.
On both sides of the Strait, apes can't stop crying, so they can cross the Chung Shan Man in canoes. 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. "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain" Li Bai's flying birds are high, and the lonely clouds go to leisure alone.
You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes. "Looking at Tianmen Mountain" 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. Li Bai's "Guan Shanyue" has a bright moon hanging high in the sky, with vast smoke waves.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.
This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive. The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away. "Winter Returning to the Old Mountain" returned to the fragrant lawn without washing and dyeing the dust tassels.
A vine path is green, and Wan Xuefeng is sunny. Cold leaves are exhausted first, but Leng Yun is not exhausted.
Tender feelings invade the house, and old trees fall across the river. White dogs bark in the village and moss grows on the walls.
If you walk alone in the kitchen, the old ape will sing in the next room. Birds nest in the forest, but hedges make way for wild animals.
Blowing out of bed, the squirrel left, and the fish was surprised. Wash the inkstone, repair the good strategy, and knock loose the quasi-virginity.
I will go again at this time, to Sanqing. Li Bai dreamed of climbing Tianmu Mountain. A sailing tourist will talk about Japan, where the water and fog are hidden inaccessible.
However, when the Vietnamese talk about Tianmu Mountain, they can still see it through clouds of different depths. On a straight line leading to heaven, its peak enters heaven, topped with five sacred peaks, and casts a shadow across China.
The Paradise Terrace Mountains are 100 miles long, and it is here that they begin to extend to the southeast. My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue, flying over Jinghu Moon overnight.
The moon lit up my shadow and I came to Yanhe. Xie 'an is still there, with a loud voice and rippling blue waves.
I wore Xie's earliest spiked shoes and climbed the Qingyun ladder. Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space.
Thousands of turns, flowers lure me, stones slow me down. The day suddenly ended. Bears, dragons and storms on mountains and rivers disturb forests and shake mountains.
Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog. God of thunder and lightning, the mountains are crumbling.
The stone gate is broken and ventilated in the deep pit of heaven. An impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and the moon light up the gold and silver terrace.
Wearing rainbow clothes and riding the wind, all the queens of the clouds came and came down one by one. With the tiger as the harp and the phoenix as the dancer, the images of fairies are arranged in rows.
I move, my soul flies, and I wake up with a long sigh. My pillow and mat are the lost clouds in which I once lived.
This is the consistent way of human happiness, and all kinds of things will always flow to the east like water. In this way, I say goodbye to you. I don't know how long I will leave, but let me raise a white deer on my green hillside and ride to you when I need you, Dashan.
Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face! Li Bai's Autumn in Jingmen is frosted on the trees in the Jingmen River, and the canvas is hung in the autumn wind without any harm. This trip is not for bath, but for famous mountains.
Li Bai's "Tiantai Wang Xiao" is as bright as its neighbors, and the ceiling is high and white. Clouds fall and waves fly.
Sitting alone on a hidden small wooden stone mountain in autumn night. Students who travel far away are flat.
(Zi Yi Zuo Qu) Tian Shu visited Jianghai. Clouds lie in salty Beijing.
Attend a banquet in Yaochi. Go out by jade chariot.
Kuahu's new poems. Tell me about hunting short books.
But I care. Uninvited historical name.
Zhuang calls himself a sword. Mo Zhai is ashamed to talk about soldiers.
I am stupid and thin, so I seldom mind my own business.
I don't care about life. Aiko Rong Zhi.
Sparse, red. Vague old feelings.
Autumn mountains and green roses. Who knows tonight?
The majesty of Mount Tai in Wangfu! 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, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. Once you climb to the top of the mountain and peek, you will see that other mountains are short under the sky ... Step out of Xiamen and see the sea (Cao Cao). Jieshi watches the sea in the east.
The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea. Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean. Journey to the sun and the moon, if you go out.
Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. Fortunately, even! Sing with ambition.
Send Xing Guizhou (Wang Wei) to blow the Jingkou and let the storm go down to Dongting. I will be barefoot, and I will be defeated and resurrected.
As the sun sets, the rivers and lakes are white and the tide rises all over the sky. The pearl belongs to Hepu, and I want envoys to chase it.
Looking at the night view of Hai Lou (Su Shi), the first wave comes from the sea, and there are piles of snow in front of the building. From now on, you must go to see Yinshan twenty times.
Crossing the wind and rain into the building is spectacular. When the rain ebbs and flows, the sea is blue, and when the lightning flashes and thunders, the purple snake is chosen.
The castle peak breaks the tower, and people call from the other shore. The autumn wind on the river is late, in order to spread the bell and drum to Xixing.
Who is burning Ye Xiang downstairs? Yu Sheng's sadness begins. There are guests singing autumn fans in the breeze, but no one in Yue Bai sees evening makeup.
Shahe lights shine on the mountains, and songs and drums laugh. To ask whether the young people have a heart, the horn towel is like Peng.
About the sea curtain, cut one into strips. Blue stripes, I know it's the sky.
Seabirds fly into the sky with a piece of blue in their hands. The seabird said, "The sky is my home, and the sea is the sky."
The sun and sand are white in February and August. I dug two holes in the beach.
The sky was silent, and the sea finally foamed. On the beach, I dug two holes, one to bury the sound and the other to bury the sunshine.
The sky is the lid of the coffin, and seabirds fall on the edge of the coffin. The seabird said, "The sea is dead."
When the mountain breaks, the fog rises. If there is no flow in the flat sea.
Far water is like a shore, and distant mountains are like clouds. The broken waves are still together, and even the waves are still hours. The vast sea is full of water, and the current is full of water. What a vast sea! All the treasures in the world are hidden in the middle: the teeth are full of glory, and the wind and rain scatter the wilderness. The coral is exquisitely decorated, and the pearl palace shell is rotten and bright.
The mud in the shell house lives in detail, and the red snail walks away from the sand, giving birth to light at night. You see, the giant is immersed in all rivers, which is not intentional.
The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rough. Swallow a boat and run to the bottom of the sea, and high waves drive Penglai. Xianyun, but see the gold and silver platform.
Yun Qi hangs the sky, and the sea moves mountains and waves. Rivers are divided into nine, and the sea is a day. The tide stayed in Hai Ruo for a long time, then receded and absorbed the rest.
2. Poems about mountains and seas We watched the green trees around your village and the light blue of the distant mountains. -Meng Haoran's Passing Old People's Village
Wan Li to Rongji, the mountain is flying. -Mulan poem
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints. -Cen Can's Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Homecoming, Song of Snow.
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. -Li Bai's "Early Making Baidicheng"
If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan. -Wang Changling's "The Embankment"
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. -Wang Zhihuan is at the Heron Villa.
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's "Liangzhou Ci"
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. -a tour of Shanxi village by land.
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. -Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. -Tao Yuanming's drinking.
Poems with "flowers"
When you are wet, you want to be wet with apricot flowers and rain, and you won't feel cold when you blow your face. -Monk Zhinan
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are reflected in the sun with different colors —— Yang Wanli's A Letter to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple in Chu Xiao.
Frogs can be heard in the fragrance of rice flowers-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon.
The children ran after Huang Die and flew into the cauliflower, but there was nowhere to be found ―― Song Yang Wanli was in Xugong Store in Xincheng.
In April, the beauty of the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple —— Bai Juyi's Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple.
3. A good sentence about the mountain and the sea "From the side of the mountain, it becomes a mountain peak, with different distances". This mountain is magnificent in style and simple in character. The mountains are magnificent. Strange danger is a mountain, winding is a mountain, flat is a mountain, abrupt is a mountain, gentle is a mountain, roaring is a mountain. Mountains, sometimes strange, sometimes plain. Shan has a strong personality and is not afraid of any pressure, but he is always kind and gentle, handsome and gentle. Because there are mountains, the running water is diverted for it, and because there are mountains, the city is surrounded by mountains. The mountains are magnanimous and magnanimous, which can accommodate all rivers.
The misty distant mountains, covered with a veil, are faintly visible, drifting away in the misty clouds, just like a few strokes of light ink, smeared on the blue horizon.
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"Both sides of the tide have disappeared, and there is no wind to stir my lonely sail." The sea is extremely bright blue, and the waves are as calm as the West Lake in a spring morning. Occasionally, the breeze only blows thousands of tiny sparkling wrinkles, which makes the golden water surface in the early summer sun look warm and gratifying. I have never seen such a beautiful sea! The sky is extremely bright blue, with only a few gauze-like light clouds. Flat in the air, just like a girl, wearing a beautiful blue summer dress and a white scarf around her neck, absolutely exquisite and light. I have never seen such a beautiful sea and the sky.
The blue, deep and mysterious sea is also something that many people dream of getting close to. The splashing waves and rough waves have also aroused the surging poetry of countless poets.
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4. Ask ten lines to take "mountain" and "sea" as poems to make water Ming Che and mountains empty and rainy. Su Shi's "After Drinking, Lake Chuqing",
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. Changjian Temple after Broken Mountain Temple
The mountains overlap, and the clouds want to smell the snow on their cheeks. Wen tingjun
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? Lin Sheng's title of Lin 'an Prefecture
Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling. Wang Ji's fantasy
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. One of Wang Wan's berths at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
Castle Peak still exists, the sun still rises and the sunset still sets.
A red dew is fragrant, and the rain is heartbroken. Li Bai's Qing Ping Diao
If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon. Li Bai's Qing Ping Diao
If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.
In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full. Zhang's fishing song.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. One of Wang Wan's berths at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea. Cao Cao's "Although the tortoise lives long"
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. Untitled Li Shangyin
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night. Li Shangyin's Chang 'e
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Thinking about the Distance"
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns? Li Bai's "Drinking"
A hundred rivers go east to the sea, when will they return to the west?
Hainan has a beautiful fairy cloud, knocking at the door under the moon. Su Shi
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide. Zhang's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. Wang Zhihuan is at Luniao Mountain Villa.
5. Su Shi's poems on mountains and seas should be regarded as peaks on the side of the mountain, with different heights.
I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there. Early release of the city Tang and Li Baichao said colorful clouds, and a thousand miles of Jiangling returned in one day.
On both sides of the Strait, apes can't stop crying, so they can cross the Chung Shan Man in canoes. 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. "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain" Li Bai's flying birds are high, and the lonely clouds go to leisure alone.
You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes. "Looking at Tianmen Mountain" 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. Li Bai's "Guan Shanyue" has a bright moon hanging high in the sky, with vast smoke waves.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.
This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive. The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away. "Winter Returning to the Old Mountain" returned to the fragrant lawn without washing and dyeing the dust tassels.
A vine path is green, and Wan Xuefeng is sunny. Cold leaves are exhausted first, but Leng Yun is not exhausted.
Tender feelings invade the house, and old trees fall across the river. White dogs bark in the village and moss grows on the walls.
If you walk alone in the kitchen, the old ape will sing in the next room. Birds nest in the forest, but hedges make way for wild animals.
Blowing out of bed, the squirrel left, and the fish was surprised. Wash the inkstone, repair the good strategy, and knock loose the quasi-virginity.
I will go again at this time, to Sanqing. Su Shi looks into a peak across the ridge, with different heights.
I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there. Early release of the city Tang and Li Baichao said colorful clouds, and a thousand miles of Jiangling returned in one day.
On both sides of the Strait, apes can't stop crying, so they can cross the Chung Shan Man in canoes. 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. "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain" Li Bai's flying birds are high, and the lonely clouds go to leisure alone.
You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes. "Looking at Tianmen Mountain" 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. Li Bai's "Guan Shanyue" has a bright moon hanging high in the sky, with vast smoke waves.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.
This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive. The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away. "Winter Returning to the Old Mountain" returned to the fragrant lawn without washing and dyeing the dust tassels.
A vine path is green, and Wan Xuefeng is sunny. Cold leaves are exhausted first, but Leng Yun is not exhausted.
Tender feelings invade the house, and old trees fall across the river. White dogs bark in the village and moss grows on the walls.
If you walk alone in the kitchen, the old ape will sing in the next room. Birds nest in the forest, but hedges make way for wild animals.
Blowing out of bed, the squirrel left, and the fish was surprised. Wash the inkstone, repair the good strategy, and knock loose the quasi-virginity.
I will go again at this time, to Sanqing. Li Bai dreamed of climbing Tianmu Mountain. A sailing tourist will talk about Japan, where the water and fog are hidden inaccessible.
However, when the Vietnamese talk about Tianmu Mountain, they can still see it through clouds of different depths. On a straight line leading to heaven, its peak enters heaven, topped with five sacred peaks, and casts a shadow across China.
The Paradise Terrace Mountains are 100 miles long, and it is here that they begin to extend to the southeast. My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue, flying over Jinghu Moon overnight.
The moon lit up my shadow and I came to Yanhe. Xie 'an is still there, with a loud voice and rippling blue waves.
I wore Xie's earliest spiked shoes and climbed the Qingyun ladder. Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space.
Thousands of turns, flowers lure me, stones slow me down. The day suddenly ended. Bears, dragons and storms on mountains and rivers disturb forests and shake mountains.
Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog. God of thunder and lightning, the mountains are crumbling.
The stone gate is broken and ventilated in the deep pit of heaven. An impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and the moon light up the gold and silver terrace.
Wearing rainbow clothes and riding the wind, all the queens of the clouds came and came down one by one. With the tiger as the harp and the phoenix as the dancer, the images of fairies are arranged in rows.
I move, my soul flies, and I wake up with a long sigh. My pillow and mat are the lost clouds in which I once lived.
This is the consistent way of human happiness, and all kinds of things will always flow to the east like water. In this way, I say goodbye to you. I don't know how long I will leave, but let me raise a white deer on my green hillside and ride to you when I need you, Dashan.
Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face! Li Bai's Autumn in Jingmen is frosted on the trees in the Jingmen River, and the canvas is hung in the autumn wind without any harm. This trip is not for bath, but for famous mountains.
Li Bai's "Tiantai Wang Xiao" is as bright as its neighbors, and the ceiling is high and white. Clouds fall and waves fly.
Sitting alone on a hidden small wooden stone mountain in autumn night. Students who travel far away are flat.
(Zi Yi Zuo Qu) Tian Shu visited Jianghai. Clouds lie in salty Beijing.
Attend a banquet in Yaochi. Go out by jade chariot.
Kuahu's new poems. Tell me about hunting short books.
But I care. Uninvited historical name.
Zhuang calls himself a sword. Mo Zhai is ashamed to talk about soldiers.
I am stupid and thin, so I seldom mind my own business.
I don't care about life. Aiko Rong Zhi.
Sparse, red. Vague old feelings.
Autumn mountains and green roses. Who knows tonight?
The majesty of Mount Tai in Wangfu! 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, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. Once you climb to the top of the mountain and peek, you will see that other mountains are short under the sky ... Step out of Xiamen and see the sea (Cao Cao). Jieshi watches the sea in the east.
The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea. Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean. Journey to the sun and the moon, if you go out.
Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. Fortunately, even! Sing with ambition.
Send Xing Guizhou (Wang Wei) to blow the Jingkou and let the storm go down to Dongting. I will be barefoot, and I will be defeated and resurrected.
As the sun sets, the rivers and lakes are white and the tide rises all over the sky. The pearl belongs to Hepu, and I want envoys to chase it.
Looking at the night view of Hai Lou (Su Shi), the first wave comes from the sea, and there are piles of snow in front of the building. Since then, you must go to see the Yinshan Mountain twenty times.
Crossing the wind and rain into the building is spectacular. When the rain ebbs and flows, the sea is blue, and when the lightning flashes and thunders, the purple snake is chosen.
The castle peak breaks the tower, and people call from the other shore. The autumn wind on the river is late, in order to spread the bell and drum to Xixing.
Who is burning Ye Xiang downstairs? Yu Sheng's sadness begins. There are guests singing autumn fans in the breeze, but no one in Yue Bai sees evening makeup.
Shahe lights shine on the mountains, and songs and drums laugh. To ask whether the young people have a heart, the horn towel is like Peng.
About the sea curtain, cut one into strips. Blue stripes, I know it's the sky.
Seabirds fly into the sky with a piece of blue in their hands. The seabird said, "The sky is my home, and the sea is the sky."
In February and August, the sun and sand are white I dug two holes in the beach.
The sky was silent, and the sea finally foamed. On the beach, I dug two holes, one to bury the sound and the other to bury the sunshine.
The sky is the lid of the coffin, and seabirds fall on the edge of the coffin. The seabird said, "The sea is dead."
When the mountain breaks, the fog rises. If there is no flow in the flat sea.
Far water is like a shore, and distant mountains are like clouds. The broken waves are still together, and even the waves are still hours. The vast sea is full of water, and the current is full of water. What a vast sea! All the treasures in the world are hidden in the middle: the teeth are full of glory, and the wind and rain scatter the wilderness. Coral Pearl Palace is beautifully decorated.