Poems related to Daming Lake

boating in Daming Lake (until Du Zi arrives) (Yuan Haowen)

The river is embroidered in front of Changbai Mountain, and the lotus flowers are displayed for 3 miles.

it's better to look at the mountains under the water, but a pile of pale smoke can't be collected.

The mountain comes from the west of Yangqiu to Qingyiwan, and God throws down half a jade ring.

A glass of wine on Daming Lake embroidered the river just around the corner yesterday.

it's cool in the evening, and the water is dark and deep.

Jiang Fei did not hesitate to smell the water, and she was confused by autumn wind and autumn dew.

the blue collar is gloomy and fragrant, and the stockings are full of subtle steps.

I can't draw a picture at the first time in the evening, but I praise the egret in vain.

I sometimes chase scattered immortals, but I see the golden branch and the green lotus first.

If you are dazzled and your ears are hot, you can sing Wu Ge and knock on both sides.

Call Fan Chuan to shake the drunken pen, have a romantic chat and pay him the New Year.

Pu Songling

On Daming Lake, it's misty and hazy, and I'm renting a writer for three times.

Millet draws water for cooking in rice congee, and garden vegetables are covered with yellow flowers.

Su Zhe

The Tudor gulls gather in the lake, and the fish and sharks float and sink, while the tiles are cool.

I don't know how hot it is in the clear, but I only need a rattan bed when I am sick.