The poems about "tide" include
1. "Butterflies in Love with Flowers·Intermittent Hometown Heart Follows the Late Tide"
Era:? Modern? Author: ?Shen Zufen
The intermittent hometown feelings follow the evening tide.
The fish at the bottom of the river are worried, and the waves are blowing thousands of feet.
The sound of human voices in the garrison is silent, and the moonless sky around the mountains is like lacquer.
The cold wind at midnight bullies the wall.
With tears streaming down my face, I wonder when it is today? The autumn rain is urgent when the saliva pot is missing, and the new words are written with ice strings and strings.
2. "Auspicious Partridge"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Ge Shengzhong
How heartless it is to live here for two years. Don't take advantage of Cihua's four clear waters. What's the matter? I have been drinking farewell for thousands of hours, so I know that one farewell cannot be taken lightly. ?
Although I am lucky to be released from the cage, I am still worried about the level of the sea. The river grass and river flowers are full of tears, and the Liju horse will stop making heartbreaking sounds.
3. "Yong Yu Le Ci Jiaxuan Bei Gu Lou Ci Rhyme"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Jiang Kui
Yun Ju Mi Lou , the moss seal is very stone, where are people going?
A few rides of autumn smoke, a pole of cold tide, come and go through the ages.
The king's heart is still there, the cliffs are green and the mountains are green, and the pain is kept by the north gate.
If you have a good wine, you can drink it, and the flag is embroidered with bears and tigers.
The predecessor Zhuge came here to visit, and he paid three visits with a few words.
Outside the building, Jiang Gao faintly recognized Zhengxi Road.
Zhongyuan gathered together, the elders of China looked south to the Changhuai Golden Drum.
I asked Yiyi when he was planting willows, is he still there today?
4. "Six Poems on Yangcheng"
Era: Qing Dynasty Author: Huang Zunxian
When the morning and evening tides hit the city gate, the sound of jade leaks The bronze drum makes a noise.
All department stores were lost and turned into drama cities, and the customs of the five directions were different from those of the Central Plains.
The rudder boat and sedan chair are surrounded by dangerous mountains and rivers.
Who can speak in the vast world between ancient and modern times? It is dusk under the King of Yue's stage.
5. "A Letter from the High Balcony to Friends in Yue"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhou Mi
The light rain divides the river, and the remaining cold winds are lost in the pond. The spring appearance is shallow and beautiful. The city is empty in the snow, where will the swallows return? The dream soul wants to cross the vastness, but it is afraid that the dream will be light and covered by sorrow. In the current year, the night tide returns to the east, and the cold light slants to the west. ?
Look at the luxuriant sun grass, recognize the smoky trees in the clouds, and the spring sand outside the gulls. White hair and green mountains, pitiful and green. Gui Hong took advantage of the tide to go back. He smiled tiredly and wandered to the end of the world. When asked about the east wind, first the weeping poplar tree comes, then the plum blossom tree.