It's a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and I meet you when the flowers fall. Du Fu's "Meeting Li Guinian and Going Down the River"
The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely red. Yang Wanli's Letter to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple, Chu Xiao.
An old friend said goodbye to the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. Li Bai's The Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
A pot of wine from the flowers, I drink it alone. No one is with me. -Tang? Li Bai's Drinking the Bright Moon Alone
Egrets fly in front of mount cisse, peach blossoms flow and mandarin fish are fat. Zhang's fishing song.
When the moon rises, the birds are surprised, and when the spring flows. -Tang? Wangwei's Bird Watching Creek
In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. -Tang? Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn
Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. -Tang? Jiang Xue of Liu Zongyuan
Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks knock at the door under the moon. Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Seclusion"
Huma follows the north wind and crosses the south branch of the Bird's Nest. -Nineteen ancient poems
Birds fly to their hometowns, and foxes die in the first hill. -Qu Yuan's Nine Chapters of Sorrow for the Past.
2. Two poems about birds: 1. The birds are startled when the moon rises, and the spring streams are singing when the moon rises.
(Wang Wei: Birds in the Stream) 2. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) 3. Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
(Du Fu: Dream of Spring) 4. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. (Hao Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 5. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ..
(Du Fu: Wang Yue) 6. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. (Tao Yuanming: drinking) 7. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
(Chang Jian: "Zen Forest after the Broken Mountain Temple") 8. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai: Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain) 9. Birds perch on trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door of the moon.
(Jia Dao: Li Ning's Seclusion) 10. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. (Wang Ji: if you enter).
3. Flower and bird poems 1. Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")
I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. (Li Bai: "Drinking the Moon Alone")
But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
5. Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
6. A secluded place with a bamboo path, branches and flowers leads to a Buddhist retreat. (Chang Jian: "Zen Forest after Breaking Mountain Temple")
7. Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low. (Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")
8. There is nothing to do. It's like knowing Yan. (Yan Shu&; lt； Huanxisha ")
9. Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat. (Zhang: "Yu Gezi")
10. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. (Du Mu: "Qingming")
1. When the moon rises, the birds are surprised, and when the spring flows. (Wang Wei: "Bird Song Stream")
There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: (Hope of Spring))
In the spring morning, I wake up easily, and birds are singing everywhere. (Hao Haoran:&; lt； Xiao Chun ")
5. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ... (Du Fu: (Wang Yue))
6. The weather is getting better and better, and the birds are back. (Tao Yuanming: (drinking)
Here, birds live in the mountains, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. (Chang Jian: (the Buddhist temple behind the broken mountain temple))
8. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain")
9. Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. (Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion")
10. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. (Wang Ji: if you enter)
4. Poems describing flowers and birds ask the shutter door people, and Haitang remains the same. You know it should be green, fat, red and thin? -Song Liqing according to "Like a Dream"
A little green and a little red, not much touching spring scenery —— Wang Song Anshi's Ode to Pomegranate Flowers
It is better to die holding incense in the branches than to be blown down in the north wind. -Zheng Song Xiao Si's "Cold Chrysanthemum".
In the former deep Xue Cun, a branch blossomed last night. -Tang Qiji's "Early Mei".
Don't praise the color, keep your breath fresh and dry. -Yuan Mo Mei.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a piece of Mei Xiang. —— Snow Notice in Meipo, Song Lu
Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time. -Tang Meng Haoran "Passing the Old Village".
It is the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River that meets the emperor in the falling season. -On Tang Du Fu's Meeting Li Guinian Downstream.
The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the lotus flower reflects differently in the sun. -Song Yang Wanli, "Seeing the Forest at Jingci Temple"
An old friend stayed in the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. -Tang Libai's Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou from the Yellow Crane Tower.
If you look at red and wet places, flowers will be heavily pressed in Jinguan City. -Tang Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
A pot of wine from the flowers, I drink it alone. No one is with me. -Tang Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone".
Egrets fly in front of mount cisse, peach blossoms flow and mandarin fish are fat. -Zhang Song He Zhi "Fishing Song"
Flowers, as high as my window, hurt a homeless man's heart, because I see from this height that sadness is everywhere. -Tang Du Fu's "Climbing the Building".
Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
Jujube flowers fell on rustling clothes and towels, and cars rang in the south and north of the village. -Su Song Shi "Huanxisha"
After all, the night will sail into the depths of the lotus. -Song Liqingzhao's dream.
My road twists and turns, through a valley covered by branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat. -Tang Changjian's Meditation after the Broken Mountain Temple.
The crane floated here early to rest, and the autumn flowers slowly faded. -Excerpted from "I am studying in Taniguchi" and "A Letter to Yang Yushi" by Tang Han.
Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more. -Qing palace from Jane "Jihai chores"
Drunk moon, sage of dreams, bewitched by flowers, you turned a deaf ear to the emperor. -A word from Tang Li Bai to Meng Haoran.
Heaven and man would rather be smart than smart, cutting water to make flying flowers. -Tang Lu Chang "Surprised Snow"
When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past? -"Yu Meiren" by Li Yu in Southern Tang Dynasty.
Bloom can fold straight, don't fold branches when there are no flowers. -Don Du Qiuniang's The Witch.
Clouds need clothes, flowers and tolerance, and the spring breeze blows over the threshold, revealing the wealth of China.
A moment in spring is worth a thousand dollars. Flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. -Shi "Spring Cloud".
I don't know if the near spray started first, but I suspect it hasn't disappeared after the winter snow. -Zhang Tang said "early plum"
When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and empty. -Tang Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek
Isn't it freezing, so plum blossoms smell good? -Tang Peixiu's "Opening Ceremony of Wan Ling Record"
A peach blossom can fish three feet, and the boat will not return until it is drunk. -Chen Jiru's boating in the spring rain in the Ming Dynasty.
Peach blossoms and flowing water suddenly go away, and it is another non-human world.
Butterflies dance from time to time, and charming songbirds just crow freely. -Tang Du Fu's "Walking Alone by the River to Seek Incense"
When will the swallows return, and the peach blossoms on the shore will be dipped in water? -Vae Fu's Youchun Lake.
Solitary grass grows on the shore, and orioles sing in the trees. -Tang Wei Wu Ying's Xixi Chuzhou
Mangroves are in full bloom, birds are singing, grass is growing and egrets are flying in Pinghu. -On the Lake by Vae Yuan Jie.
In March, the residual flowers bloom more and the eaves are swallowed every day. -Wang Song Ling's "Send to Spring"
Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! . -Don Du Fu's One Night Abroad.
Helpless, let the flowers fall, Yan returns, deja vu. -Song Yan Shu's "Huanxisha".
Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake.
The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze chirps at midnight. -Song Xin Qiqi "Xijiang Moon"
That poem about flowers, birds, fish and insects is 1, a little green and a little red, which is not necessary for moving spring scenery. -From Wang Anshi's Singing Pomegranate Flowers in the Song Dynasty
A red flower is dotted on the thick green background, and the picture suddenly becomes lively and enchanting.
There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. -From Jiang Xue written by Liu Zongyuan in the Tang Dynasty.
On all the mountains, birds have disappeared, and on all the roads, there are no traces of people.
There are no flowers in the fragrant trees, and birds are singing all the way in Chunshan. —— Excerpted from Li Hua's Spring outing Improvisation in the Tang Dynasty.
In the spring mountain, the trees are lush and fragrant, but there is no one. bloom flowers fall and birds sing all the way.
4. Tonight, I know that spring is warm in bloom, and insects are singing new green. -Liu's Moonlit Night in the Tang Dynasty.
I feel the warmth of early spring unexpectedly tonight, and I can hear the sound of spring insects piercing the green window screen.
5, drizzle fish out, breeze swallows oblique. -From Du Fu's "Two Water Sills, Part I" in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
The fish came out in the drizzle, and the gentle breeze means that the fish jumped out of the water happily in the drizzle; The breeze is blowing gently, and the swallows squint across the sky.
6. Landscape flowers and birds poems chant chicken poems, and the golden rooster topic announces dawn. One of them is colorful and starry from Wenguan; How many princes bridle the reins and listen to the jade leaking from the copper pot under the Golden Gate.
Second, you don't have to cut off the red crown on your head, so you will walk in the future in white; It didn't dare to cry all its life. When it was called, the door of every family was opened. Third, the blood-stained crown brocade is a feather, and the meteorological feathers are new; Facing the guests outside Daming Gate, listen to the first sound immediately.
In August and autumn, Zheng Hong made a plan for Rice and Liang Mou. A group of whispering places, mostly in the shallow mainland of Huang Ping.
The defeated lotus owl flies quickly, and Noda is cold. Mo Yan is a brother all over the world, and his flesh and blood are now watching coldly.
Apricot forest spring swallow belongs to apricot flower, Hongqiao low shadow Bichi. In the clear setting sun, everyone asked the restaurant.
Qiuchi's poems and landscapes are home to Yunjin Township in the southeast, and the original flowers are fragrant. Oh, the poem wants to enter the autumn pool, and the mandarin ducks and herons are surprised to fly at night.
The fallen flowers are chanting 1, and the spring is sad and sick, and the flowers are raining and windy. The old white at the temples turned into new white, and the dark red at the bottom of the tree turned into light red.
The leak has been sealed with incense, and the purse is empty for glass replacement. Always having fun in the east of the city, the grass pond is chaotic.
2, the stream flows east and west, and the apricot blossoms are gone. Shan Weng was drunk when he woke up, and the wild birds were singing.
The national source of the tombs of the six dynasties, the chariots and horses of the tombs of the five dynasties. Neighbor Xie looked at the flower companion and had no intention of carrying it with him.
3, endure to sweep the residual red into a pile and destroy it in the powder rain. The listing of clams is a surprise, and squid is a reminder to wash cups.
I am willing to sing a hymn to send spring, and regret to learn from the past. I'm old when business is bad and I make money, but I know it will be bad next year.
When the swallow was still in shock, the village man got drunk and helped the children. Pink flower turned into a rogue, silently complaining about self-interest.
Two-sided rouge opens north, and beauty buries rain. Kuang Chuang brushed his sleep and drew a clear picture, and a wisp of tea smoke started to burn.
Xie Zhi ant went for a spring outing, and the pink butterfly wasp was very worried. The wind on the surface of the pool returns to the public, and the people in the field rest.
Sticking to the sun and the moon has no long-term strategy, and wine has tea near worries. Su Xiaodi tried to look ahead, and the blue clouds separated the red chamber.
Falling flowers and empty mountains in late spring, rain is greener than forest. Cook chicken cakes from Jishan Spring, sit in Linxi Pavilion and wait for you to write a chrysanthemum map 1. Who can tolerate yellow flowers staying in the winding path without owners? Just take money to buy powder, and pay the west wind with color all your life.
Whispering gold rushed to Su Ying, leaning against the pillar and blooming in the cup. Qiu Guang's eyes are full of unique products. He smiled proudly at Dongli and admired his glory.
3, 9 days, the wind is high and the hat is inclined, and the fence head frequently enters the wine. The imperial robe was taken off, and the princess was drunk and was helped back to Lu Hua in the middle of the night.
Draw two pots of Acorus tatarinowii, 1, water seedlings and stone roots, and the roots are all in a small pond. Green is not old, it is really fairy grass, and there is no spring rain dew.
2, get up early in the virtual court, the rice fields are very wide. Hutong picked the leaves of Acorus calamus and found the egrets in Qiu Lai.
The peony fan leans on the sill weakly, and the breeze is fragrant. Old Wei Yao species, high-pressure Luoyang city.
Peony map 1, Grain Rain Flower Mouse Gu, playing with Tong Guan to draw a map. What do you know about Pingkang powder? Can it have the same color?
2, the story Kaiyuan heavy peony, agarwood pavilion north cold spring south. Today, the color is still the same, and the wind and rain make the river run for three months.
Chrysanthemum map 1, wild chrysanthemums are blooming day by day, and the autumn wind is separating. Leng Xiang's evening color is absorbed by the cup in the palm.
2. Beautiful colors and frosty sun, lingering fragrance of Ran Ran covered with raspberry moss. An extraordinary species, with only pity and abstinence, once came to Tao Jun.
Magic Pony Map 1, People in White Dress in Taiyuan, Yin Shan Bathing and Research Pool. Iron bones don't teach autumn to be light, and they are covered in sweat.
2, Lv Yun grass dragon pan, horse milk with autumn dew under the dry. Yesterday, Wen Yuan was worried about his lungs and thirst, and several pills were chewed with sugar cane pulp.
Plum blossoms are white, and yellow flowers protect themselves. Watching it change it, living the four seasons of spring.
The east wind blows to see plum blossoms, and the flute and drum will be delivered late. Afraid of going home, Xie Ri's monk's room also brought tea around Nanzhi.
Bamboo map 1, xiaoxiao beauty is free from vulgarity, and the name of Banana is Luo Gebiyu. The moon is faint and the smoke is deep, making Jiangnan songs for you.
2. When the window is clear, when the bamboo is repaired, the monk will make a reservation. If you want to write a poem from the next section, the beauty is that there are no words in the poem.
The rain bamboo graphic pen is dripping with bamboo branches, which clearly shows when it is raining all over the sky. I'm afraid no one will attend. Make a poem for it.
Bamboo branches are like pigeon rain. Chu Qingsheng bitter bamboo, autumn moon moves. He is as thin as a leaf and intends to spread his sleeves in the wind.
Dead trees are sparse in the sunset, burning flying leaves and cooking yellow catfish. Get carried away and get dressed tomorrow.
Landscape map 1, the flowing spring is quiet, and the trees are tall in autumn. Wild geese come from all corners of the country, and there are bass on the river.
2, the light fog falls on the mountainside, and the breeze gathers the treetops. Listen to the spring people standing quietly on the flat bridge.
3, the sunset mountain is over the blue, and the pavilion is quiet. Cangjiang cold is more urgent, and guests come from the middle.
4, cold soaking in the valley, the dangerous pavilion is slightly green. Suddenly, I was shocked by the tears of two cranes and the guest money.
5, the empty mountain is ridiculous, and the silence is like a previous life. The fountain sits on its head, and the cuckoo makes a sound from the maple tree.
6, green trees contain spring rain, green hills protect smoke. You can't be a fairy when you take it out of Los Angeles.
7, the mountain backwaters alone, the road is deep and dense. When guests ask questions from the other side of the forest, they will scare the birds off the vines.
8. The trees are surrounded by greenery at the head of the spring, and the yellow hairs are tied to the house creek. Relax here for a day and play a game of chess with your opponent.
9, the mountains are deep and the trees are deep, and the birds are heavy. It is not the sound of finding books that makes pedestrians lost.
The white border of Huashan map is Yuhuan, which is related to the world. All kinds of amorous feelings are as old as Pan Lang, riding a donkey upside down in Huashan Mountain.
In Lianxi, there is a study full of grass, a stone pond, and railings bend around the stream. The square bed stone pillow sleeps and draws clearly, and lotus leaves and lotus flowers send incense to each other.
I love Chou-heung, I paint clear water, and I love the maple leaves in the evening pavilion. The autumn moon shines on the Buddhist temple, and cigarettes fill the front of the building.
The smoke tree in Zhenze shows that the water in Dajiangdong is a country, during which the big immersion is called Zhenze. There are 72 mountains in Zezhong, of which Fujiao is the largest.
Geng Jingji, a Fujiaoshan, has known me for ten years. Farming during the day, reading ancient books at night, looking up at the sky, no shame.
Let me know the scenery of the place where it lives, the smoke trees are boundless and muddy. I also rush about for fame and fortune, always brushing the dust quietly.
Xiangji Junlao Lake, fragrant rice fish soup with white head. It's said that the Huai River comes from Tongshan, which was produced in Tessa in ancient times.
Your order claims to be personal, and you must borrow a bay for fishing. Dead wood, bamboo, stones, bamboo and strange stones, coca pine leaves.
How can you be happy sitting opposite the window? The central axis of the landscape hall is rippling, the autumn wind is ringing, and the clouds are shining, clear and ethereal.
Why are you always alone? Just because of poetry. The painter Zhou Dongcun's "Qiu Jingtu in the Suburb of Zhoudong Village" is a canoe, harvesting in the cold mountains on both sides; A touch of setting sun returning to geese, white flat red pond autumn color.
Strange people in Dongting, there are clouds in the building. The window couch is a kind of painting boat with beautiful scenery. Nagato is a paradise on earth, Wuzhong, and Nagato is better at men.
Cui Sleeve is 3,000 yuan upstairs and downstairs, and millions of dollars are in the west and east. When the market is selling in the evening, there are always four far words.
If a painter paints, it is difficult for him to paint.