Ming Dynasty: Liu Ji
It is foggy at the moment. Turn off the sunset and shine on the tree.
After the autumn wind, I felt that rice was all over the mountain.
2. "Send someone to central Fujian"
Tang Dynasty: Li Qi
Alas, Fan Fei is divided into Wan Li. Often the door folds the weeping willow, and the imperial garden listens to the residual warbler.
The sea guards Fujian and the city, and the river runs through Cheng Chun. It was Wang Cheng who made a guest appearance in Mo Wen and Cao Chun.
3. Send Zhu Xiucai to Fujian
Tang Dynasty: Miracle
Jingmen has been here for a few days, and he is anxious to go. Far away visitors return to South Vietnam, and the north wind is behind.
There is a little light snow near the country, but it is not as brilliant as the sea. Strive to become a poetry industry, not seeking listing.
4. "Sending Weng from Central Hunan to Fujian"
Tang Dynasty: Miracle
The ship is full of piano books and wine glasses, and the sails are open in the shadow of Qing Xiang. People returned to Country Garden,
Wild geese chase the west wind day and night. The sky is getting lower and lower, and the mountain depends on the city platform.
I haven't left the temple by the river, so I'm still waiting for a letter from Xinglang.
5. "Send people to visit Fujian and Vietnam"
Tang Dynasty: Fazhen
There is no need to ask questions, because I speak Fujian dialect. On sunny days on the island, river sails come and go.
I went to Du Xuan Palace and gave my body to Ron Gong Ling. It doesn't hurt so much, but it's off now.
2. Seek poems about Xiamen's beautiful scenery and humanities. The sea is in the city and the city is in the sea. "
Cai Tingkai-The old base area is still there, and the heroic spirit is remembered under the Sunlight Rock.
Cai Yuanpei-Tianfeng Town is full of powerful waves and commanding. Insects, sand, apes, and cranes are sometimes exhausted, and the righteousness cannot be scoured.
Zheng Chenggong-Confucius and Mencius articles. Nanshan blooms and the East China Sea brews clouds.
Song of Xiamen
Mao Han
Egrets fly around Gulangyu, and the sea rises.
Gulangyu Island is accompanied by Xiamen Island, which is my hometown.
Climb the Sunlight Rock and look out, as if it were a paradise on earth.
I am proud, I am proud, we have you, the beautiful Xiamen Port.
My mother was born in Xiamen Island, and Gulangyu grew up with me.
I snuggled up to the old sailor and listened to him talk about the sea dragon king.
Climb the Hao Yue Garden and look out, where immortals live.
I am proud, I am proud, we have you, the beautiful Xiamen Port.
Gulangyu has a long musical rhyme, echoing in the sea and sky day and night.
How many people's lost dreams are cherished here.
Treasure, treasure, drum wave, drum wave.
I am proud, I am proud, we embrace you, beautiful Xiamen Port.
3. Poems praising the scenery of Xiamen ~ preferably written by famous poets. Qindao Poetic Rhyme Put a piano on the sea, and it becomes an island. I played drums. The winding coast is covered with pearls and the sound of the piano echoes. The ferries coming and going weave sunshine, scattering a piece of poetry on the water. What I recited was a singing poem of an ancient banyan, a picturesque villa with green trees, and the poems of red tiles inspired the natural and unrestrained arms of history and humanity. The island of the piano, the island of love poems, and the island of dreams. My inner garden is open in the ebb and flow, and words and music are dependent on each other. It becomes a symphony of life and an eternal cadenza of youth. The homesickness of the drum waves is contained in the sea and turned into beautiful pearl-shell acacia, which is the pain squeezed between the teeth. I am a wanderer in the distance, a small stone, a faint street, and a bougainvillea blooming quietly from the wall of an alley. In my 50 years of wandering, I condensed into a dream scene after scene. Red flowers are full of branches, hidden in the depths of green shade. Who hurried by with flowers in the shadow of the slope? Who grew up in a deep street? She is slim and slim. Although it rained little this summer, she was as warm as jade. No wonder Lu Yu is unforgettable at first sight. Since then, the red line of acacia has been long, the phoenix flowers are soft and weak, and the summer sun is shining. Since then, I always think of the gentle and demure voice of the green steps in front of the building in my dreams. It is difficult for people who listen to the piano in Gulangyu to become immortals. The sound of waves rushing on the steps of a row of waves will separate their fatigue from a18th century piano. Think of the black keys white key where the piano king's fingers extend into the sea from here. Whose skirt is time and space slowly stepping down the stone steps? This island is a dream. The sea water is changing from green to deeper green. No mountain, no running water, no bosom friend, no stone, no sea water, no piano sound. When someone picked up the fragments of Song porcelain from the beach, I couldn't recognize which century I was from. The crown sent by the Emperor of Heaven is a spare flower basket left by the flying sky, and the sea water is like a loyal guardian. Reject the noise of the world, only let the admirer's breath be transported during the day and lie in the sea. Hypnotic waves are like the staff and lines of a poem. No wonder in Gulangyu, you can grab a handful of notes and lines as long as you reach out casually. If you haven't been here, you won't know that this is a fairyland on the sea. If you haven't left here, you're not afraid that your dreams have nowhere to live, and there are waves and drums. Tonight, I listened to the conversation between the waves and the island in my dream. After listening to the concert in the misty night rain, the melody in front of the piano has not dispersed, and the girl is still full of warm colors. It was the eve of Dragon Boat Festival, and many sentimental poems at home and abroad gathered on the island. There were no horses and chariots, no red lights and no conspiracy, only a secluded path leading to the dust. Only the breeze, egrets and scorpions live together at the end of the sea. Is this corner facing the vast greed and impetuousness to avoid, escape or fight back? I have a relationship with Gulangyu for a hundred years. In a thousand years, I will start over. Perhaps, I will turn into a pile of waves to ask if she is okay, or I will turn into a cuckoo crow to tell my conversion and walk into Gulangyu Island. Only then did I find that the waves of the sea and the poems of branches are so strikingly similar. Picking a bougainvillea and throwing it into the sea, a shower just fell, and the birds singing on the shoulders led the inner tide to gently beat the trajectory of the confinement room. When the music overflowed a person's body, I finally learned to breathe drums, and I missed the island in the waves through my fingers. When I visited you, I was ashamed to imagine that I thought you were in the day when I was facing the sea. It is a lingering sea city, guarding you all day and visiting you repeatedly. A pair of Iraqi eyes make the frozen heart dream around the soul. No matter the wind, no matter the tree, no matter the sea, you can't untie your metaphor like water. Let your feet wander in the driveway of the keys and step on your leisurely drums every step of the way. Notes on Gulangyu Island on your winding old road (Yunnan) Yu Jian.
4. Words praising Xiamen's scenery: water and sky are one color, lakes and mountains are beautiful, flowers are like brocade, bloom is warm in spring, spring is bright, thousands of rocks are beautiful, especially enchanting, peach blossoms are flowing, green is dripping, lush and colorful, and spring scenery is sultry.
Sentence:
1. If I were a composer, I would use notes to convey the endless waves in Xiamen. If I were a painter, I would paint the charming scenery of Xiamen with a brush. If I were a poet, I would express my infinite affection for Xiamen with poetry.
2. The night view of Xiamen is like a fairyland of poetry and dreams. It is fascinating, fascinating, and everything is so poetic. ...
The sky in Xiamen is the most versatile child I have ever seen. Sometimes he is dark and obscure because he is unhappy, and sometimes he laughs like a flower just after being praised. Sometimes quiet and gentle like a sensible lady, sometimes noisy like a naughty urchin.
4. I only have one hand to make up for heaven, and so does the Eighth Route Army in Fujian today. The old base is still there, remembering the heroes under the Sunlight Rock.
5. Take the lead in Haitao in Tianfeng Town, and command if the clouds are high. Insects, sand, apes, and cranes are sometimes exhausted, and the righteousness cannot be scoured.
6. Rites and music are the first, and the article is Confucius and Mencius. Nanshan blooms and the East China Sea brews clouds.
7. That day, the day when the comet crossed the sky was like, like a dreamy landscape. This is an unparalleled beautiful scenery.
8. The most abundant element in the landscape is a little innocent sunshine.
9. That's the scenery that Monrich flew over: a love that consumes everything, with low clouds at dusk and tired birds returning late.
10. The rainy lane in Xiamen Street has been walking like a memory for twenty years. A tileless apartment is waiting for him at the bottom of the lane, and a lamp is in the rain window upstairs, waiting for him to go back to meditate after dinner and sort out the memories deep in the moss. Dust is separated from the ocean. The old house is gone. Listen to the cold rain.
1 1. Xiamen, a slightly decorated city, is like a natural city! Living in Xiamen, you will deeply feel the tolerance of a city.
12. Xiamen is a place full of sea breeze, which smoothes all the sad past.
Even thoughts are moist and silent. Going home every day, it is a dream to walk into the rain and wind from Jinmen Street to Xiamen Street.
14. Hai, from Xiamen, is a musician, novelist and dancer. Behind her, everything is the past except the blue sky.
15. I didn't know how blue it was until I went to Xiamen. The beauty of nature is never a secret.
5. Words praising Xiamen scenery 1/ Sunlight Rock
Watch the sunrise in the years.
A stone bears witness to a history.
The soldiers under the diamond are busy practicing.
Lord Guo pointed his sword at Taiwan Province Island.
Show the exquisite architecture of various countries.
China people in the concession pulled foreigners' carts.
Who set up the telescope?
Let presbyopia see through the autumn water across the sea
The sound of the piano attracted tourists.
Competing to see a bright moon and several twinkling stars on Yuhuan Road.
2. Fort Hu Lishan
The world's first German artillery.
After all, it can't stop the British Coalition forces.
The soldiers on the battery bled out.
Handfuls of broadswords lie under the guns of foreigners.
Granite built a solid battery.
Sitting helplessly on the soft foundation of the beach.
The tourist's hand touched the cold barrel.
There is a bell that awakens a country.
3. Jimei Xuecun
The monument in the claw garden towering into the sky.
Hold up an overseas Chinese flag.
Jimei is a master of architectural beauty in the world.
Let the teaching building shine with national light
The drums of Longzhouchi are constantly beating.
Students should also return from overseas.
Who will finish his life's work and invest in running a school?
Who left a good reputation and let him shine in the future?
4. Bailuzhou
Egrets stand on the bare shoulders of the goddess.
The goddess washed her long hair in the middle of the lake.
The children are flying kites on the lawn.
The mood of the city spreads in the blue sky.
Four seasons like spring contribute to the fullness of Ficus latifolia.
Eyes full of green poinsettia and a bunch of purple ones.
When the crabs in the lake climbed to the surface.
There are fish in the waves.
Fountain music played a heart song.
Colorful water column dances lightly.
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5. Nanputuo Temple
The first ancient temple in southern Fujian
Millennium fragrance stays overseas.
Four donkey kong in the King's Temple glared at each other.
Tathagata is full of laughter.
The Buddha is sitting in the Hall of the Great Hero.
Avalokitesvara keeps the Hall of Great Compassion alone.
The Diamond Sutra in the Tibetan Golden Pavilion
How heavy is the history of China?
The bodhi tree has blossomed.
In a word, the Buddha carved stone.
Lotus is unbeaten in the release pool.
I want to be a swimming fish.
6. Huandao Road
The staff is opposite the middle green belt.
Cheerful notes jump on the road.
There is a beach on one side and an orchard on the other.
Walking can also get out of warmth and romance.
It turns out that it has been through the jungle for half a century.
Now open your heart and embrace the blue sea.
Whose childhood was released on the beach?
The belated tranquility of flying kites
My sweat dripped on this road.
My poem is willing to be the song of the tide.
7. Dawa Island
Smoke filled the trench yesterday.
Today, it has become a battlefield sightseeing park.
Hero Mishima unloaded all the shells.
Small commodity business is booming.
Visitors appreciate your display.
I only care about your safety.
8. Haicang Bridge
Bridges can fly things.
Create a metropolitan framework
Xiamen is open because of you.
Because of you, Xiamen is heading for the future.
Break the blockade of the island
bonds of friendship