Ancient poems describing landscapes

Chai Lu 1

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard.

The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.

No one can be seen in the silent valley, only voices can be heard. The shadow of the setting sun shines into the deep forest and on the moss, and the scenery is pleasant.

2. Hiking

Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Along the winding path up the mountain, where the white clouds rise, there are actually several families. I stopped the carriage because I like the late autumn scenery in Fenglin. Maple leaves are stained with autumn frost, which is brighter than spring flowers in February.

3. Miscellaneous poems in the mountains

Southern and Northern Dynasties: Wu Jun

The mountain and the sky are connected into clouds, and the afterglow of the sunset can be seen from the cracks in the bamboo forest.

Birds fly happily to the eaves and white clouds float out of the window.

Where the mountains meet the sky, there are clouds and clouds. Through the cracks in the bamboo forest, you can see the afterglow of the sunset. Birds flew over the eaves of my cabin in the mountains, and white clouds floated out of the window gently.

4. Koike

Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli

The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.

The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.

Spring is silent because it can't stand the thin water, and the shade reflects the water because it likes the soft scenery on sunny days. As soon as the lotus leaf emerged from the water, a little dragonfly stood on it.

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Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green.

The loveliest thing is the ninth day of September. The bright pearl's bright crescent moon is shaped like a bow.

The setting sun reflected on the river. Under the sunlight, it sparkles, half is dark blue and the other half is red. The loveliest thing is the night on the third day of September, with dew like beads and crescent like a bow.