Poems describing rainy days in Jinling

Poems describing rainy days in Jinling

After Du Mu arrived in Nanjing (Jinling), he wrote Bo Qinhuai.

Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant.

Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.

Jinling in Wang Zhenbai in Tang Dynasty.

Six generations of mountains and rivers are here, and the ancient imperial capital is prosperous. If the disorder of the city is not maintained, there will be many weeds after the war.

Cold days fall with the tide, and homing birds are lonely. How many things rise and fall, looking back and sighing.

Wei Zhuang's two "Tu Jinling";

The rain is falling, the grass is falling, and the birds of the Six Dynasties are singing.

Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage.

No one can say that the tragedy of the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties lies in the fact that painters did not draw sad paintings in order to cater to those in power.

Looking at the six maps of the Southern Dynasties, the old tree is covered with cold clouds throughout Jingling City.