1. Poems about Lake Baikal
Poems about Lake Baikal 1. What is Pushkin’s poem about Lake Baikal
1. The cicada in Pushkin Mountain The sound of summer in Pushkin Mountain has a profound artistic conception. Pushkin’s poetry is planted on the picturesque hillside. It is as flexible and warm as the wind, thunder and lightning, and as flexible and warm as the sun. The manor under the mountain is verdant and elegant, bathed in the holy sandalwood of the century. The treasure of the Pushkin family── The small metal cannon tempered by hundreds of years is as bright as the glass cover. Pushkin's upright and resounding name is also there. The poet's metal cane dances on the boulevard and sings the birds and the fragrance of the flowers. No matter morning or dusk, the lines of poetry, the rhyme of poetry, the soul fights. Finally, it falls into the eyes of the worshiper. The bluebirds singing on the shores of the ancient Baikal have nowhere to rest. The poems in the distance are surging. The silver-grey bronze statue. The resolute Pushkin looks at death. In the distance, the winding water of the Holy Mountain monastery is drinking water from Pushkin. The pose of a gunman is soundly asleep. The ripe poems embedded in the flowers are still stained with blood. Those ink inkstones, quill pens, candlesticks, and volumes of poems are intertwined with each other to become the sun of Russian poetry. 2. The lonely manor of Nanny Alina is covered with a wooden house. Ivy nanny Alina's slender fingertips gently slid the emotion on her lips, the vague concern and heartache penetrated deeply into the pen. The letter to Pushkin was covered in the window of time, creamy yellow, and Pushkin's unruly horse stepped on nanny Alina's warmth. The lines of spring are galloping across the land of Russian poetry. Spring is passing and autumn is coming. Pushkin composed poems and waving flags, shouting "Ode to Freedom", "To Chadayev", "Countryside" and "Ruslan Lyudmila", like a sharp sword unsheathed. Stinging the fragile nerves of the Tsar, Russia's depressive winter filled the sky with colorful clouds. "Autumn in Bolkinno". Pushkin, immersed in Alina's fairy tale songs under the bright moon, looked at the colorful night sky and his heart was filled with emotion. The painting of the nanny Alina The vicissitudes of life are also beautifully outlined in the dark ravines. The fisherman and the goldfish are smiling happily, as if Alina, the nanny sitting on the clock, is deep in the pine forest, looking forward to the forgotten door and window on the dark and distant road, looking forward to the song "To "The Nanny" is a song of praise to life. The scene of the nanny Alina waiting for him to come home made Pushkin burst into tears for a long time. Pushkin followed the sun for a long time and set. The nanny Alina in the photo frame was always looking up at the nearby Pushkin Mountain. Nagging and mumbling, the color of fairy tales permeates the pine waves. When will the sleeping Pushkin wake up? 3. A piece of uncarved granite next to Kane Trail Church is engraved with Kane's name, glowing with a black halo. The past that contains Pushkin's mottled and elegant expression. The threshold of the years has been lowered. That tree-lined avenue is called Kane's Trail. The golden linden leaves on the path are lying on the back. The old feelings are vaguely discernible. That summer, the image of Pushkin strolling with Kane on his arm continues to bloom. Sweet and warm whispers among the countless knots of the linden tree. Through the passionate dusk, shy chaffinches startle Pushkin. The days of exile are gloomy and destroy the sunshine and rain. Kane is like a bright rainbow. Pushkin's abstract inner life The details of "To Kane" bloom and the longing becomes clear. Kane is like a pure and beautiful elf jumping on the winding path and chirping joyfully. Even if it is just a flash in the pan, the wonderful moment is enough to make the hinterland of Pushkin's life bloom like a brocade and the Russian night sky. The darkness asks whether the autumn wind of Kane Trail can cut the angle of longing. 4. The years of exile. A set of "Southern Poems" precipitates and sublimates the history of Russia. It exudes the mellow aroma of Lake Baikal liquor and intoxicates the streets of Russia. "The things that should not have happened" Misfortunes have turned into due good." A set of "Southern Psalms" where misfortunes and misfortunes intersect. Like a lighthouse, it shines over Russia wandering in the deep sea. The holy light passes through the thick darkness of St. Petersburg and anchors on the crumbling canopy of Russia. Under the canopy, there is reason. Overcoming all prejudices, Pushkin ran with passion like a horse, raising the cracks in his mane, the wind swept the remaining clouds, the light and fast flying iron hooves broke through the world of mortals, Voltaire Diderot, Byron Griboyedovreleye 5. Black Wednesday The great poet Pushkin died on Black Wednesday, January 27, 1837. He died under the gun of his love rival Dantes. Pushkin's poem "The Vast Glorious Torrent" The flow was cut off in the desolate sky over Russia. In full view of the public, Dalia's beautiful appearance and frivolous "cuckold" split Pushkin's noble personality and dismembered Pushkin's hard chest. The cruel fighting on the Black Mountain calmed down the heartless bullets and made Pushkin's poems more beautiful. The genius fell in an instant. The "Sun of Russian Poetry", the palace of world poetry, easily recalled Pushkin's soul to the kingdom of heaven and never looked back. The whole Russia mourned and cried with regret that night. In the heart of Russian poetry, it rained and tears filled the air. The moon fell, the crows cried, and the sky was filled with frost. The sky was wet. Out of the stars, Nadalia, a bright and dripping rose, was thrown alone in the whirlpool of Dantes' desire to curse her for a long time.
2. Poems about praising the shores of Lake Baikal
The shores of Lake Baikal
Text/original ink original name/Bing Jiguo
Crying wrong In the spring and autumn, the rain flooded the starry sky,
The night silently hurt the mist in the oil paint,
In the palm of the moss, there were strange shadows.
The clouds resting on the shores of Lake Baikal,
The dandelion season has just begun,
The ripples will wither in the heart of the lake
Radically dance the brief sunshine.
The setting sun becomes my joyful poem,
The red tail cuts off the white light,
Yin dyes the four seasons of life,
In the heart of a flower that wants to speak
Start traveling to a strange country.
The roses picked up everywhere are so greedy that they can’t wipe out the night dew.
When the breeze comes, close your hypocritical mouth.
Another thunder and lightning, changing seasons,
The eaves pieced together into a very close lake,
reflecting the sadness of losing the bluebird in the sky.
Cold love, passionate love
It is all love, because it has been here before.
When the parting smile becomes a sculpture in the distance,
The depiction hidden in the heart loses its tenacity.
The figure that has been running in the wheat fields by Lake Baikal,
trampled the dim light,
When I turned around, the sunrise was no longer a signal of rebirth; < /p>
The tide of happiness recedes quickly,
leaving behind an empty horizon and the time behind the singing.
3. Who wrote poems on Lake Baikal in ancient China
Su Wu of the Han Dynasty.
During the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Su Wu, as a Zhonglang general, went on a mission to the Xiongnu and was detained. , and exiled Su Wu to the North Sea (Lake Baikal) to herd sheep. Su Wu went through many hardships and stayed with the Xiongnu for nineteen years without giving up. In the sixth year of the First Yuan Dynasty (81 BC), he was released and returned to the Han Dynasty.
It is said that "Farewell Poems" is a five-character poem written by Su Wu when Li Ling persuaded Su Wu to surrender.
(1)
The flesh and bones are connected to the branches and leaves, and friendship is also related to each other.
We are all brothers everywhere, who is the traveler?
I am connected with the branches of the tree, and I am one body with the son.
In the past, it was a mandarin duck and a pair of ducks, but now it is a business partner.
In the past, they looked very similar, and they were as tall as Hu and Qin.
I just remember that when we say goodbye, our kindness will be renewed every day.
The sound of deer croaking and thinking about weeds can be a metaphor for a distinguished guest.
I have a bottle of wine that I would like to give to people far away.
I hope that I will consider it carefully and talk about this lifelong relationship.
(2)
The yellow swan is far away and wanders for thousands of miles.
Hu Ma has lost his flock, but his thoughts and hearts are always attached to him.
What's more, the two flying dragons are good at feathers.
Fortunately, there are string songs that can be used as metaphors in my heart.
Please sing for the wandering son, how sad is the calmness.
The sound of silk and bamboo is sharp and clear, generous but sad.
The long song is intense and the heart is filled with sorrow.
If I want to show the Qing Dynasty Shang opera, I can't return to my hometown.
I feel sad inside and cannot shed tears.
I am willing to be like two yellow swans, sending my children to fly far away.
And so on. . .
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4. The guide words about Lake Baikal are best to describe the scenery more.
Lake Baikal is long, narrow and curved, like a bright moon embedded in the southern edge of Siberia. It is long 636 kilometers, with an average width of 48 kilometers and a maximum width of 79.4 kilometers, an area of ??31,500 square kilometers, an average depth of 730 meters, the deepest point of 1,620 meters, an altitude of 456 meters above sea level, and a total water storage capacity of 23,600 cubic kilometers, equivalent to North America. The total water storage capacity of the five Great Lakes accounts for about 1/5 of the total water storage capacity of freshwater lakes in the world, which is more than the water capacity of the entire Baltic Sea. Assuming that Lake Baikal is the only water source in the world, its water capacity is enough for 5 billion people. Century. Around Lake Baikal, 336 rivers, large and small, including the Selenga River, have flowed into the lake continuously for millions of years. However, the only river flowing out of the lake is the Angara River, which flows northward. , running towards the Yenisei River. There are 27 islands in the lake, the largest of which is Olkhon Island, covering an area of ??about 730 square kilometers. There are 600 species of plants and 1,200 species of aquatic animals in the lake, three-quarters of which are endemic species. , such as sturgeons, sturgeons, concave-eyed white frogs and crows. Although Lake Baikal is a freshwater lake, there are also huge Nordic ringed seals and mustache seals. Sables, squirrels, and horses live in the vast forests around the lake. Deer, moose, musk deer and other animals. The freezing period of the lake lasts for more than 5 months. The temperature at the lakeside in summer is about 6℃ lower than that of the surrounding areas; in winter it is about 11℃ higher than the surrounding area. The relative humidity is high, and the lake has maritime climate characteristics. The water is crystal clear, stable, and has a transparency of 40.8 meters, ranking second in the world. The larger city closest to Lake Baikal is Irkutsk. From here, you can take a car and see wide asphalt roads paved in rolling hills, ancient Rural, modern buildings, showing the wide Angara River not far away, suddenly, behind the bend, it seems like a large piece of falling sky fell to the ground, when you thought it was some monster and were surprised for a moment Discovery: The calm, blue water surface connected to the horizon is reflecting the sun. In the distance, it shows a piece of white, like a thin layer of snow. The sea! The endless sea, you blurted out in excitement! Baikal is worthy of the name "Sea". Since ancient times, whether it is the indigenous people, the Russians who came to Lake Baikal in the 17th century, or the foreigners who came here, they have faced its majestic, supernatural mystery and magnificence. , all bowed down and praised, calling it: "Holy Sea", "Holy Lake", "Holy Water".