1. Poems describing the fisherman
"The second time Zou Xixian bought fish, he could not buy three poems, which was translated into six poems and answers to the fisherman's questions and answers"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Yao Mian
There is no money to fill the hut, but the boat on the lake can only support it.
Even if there is no Jiefu who makes fish soup and rice, he still learns from Dongpo's method of making vegetable soup.
"The Four Wonders of the Fisherman"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Liu Fu
The vast expanse of waves is fertile land, and a handful of things Lying in the blue sky.
The hair on the temples is as long as silver. It is drunk. I don’t know what year it was when I was born.
"The Fisherman"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You
The fishermen at the head of the river live in a hut, and Qingshan is not as good as a painting.
There is light mist in the river and sparse rain, and the old man is fishing through the waves.
I hate that he was born without reading, and his country is so meaningless.
I am also ashamed of my writing power, and I sigh three times at the country.
"The Fisherman"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Liu Zongyuan
The Fisherman stayed near the western rock at night, and at dawn he drew clear water and burned the bamboos.
When the cigarettes are sold out and no one is seen at sunrise, there is a sound of green mountains and rivers.
Looking back at the middle stream under the sky, the unintentional clouds are chasing each other on the rocks.
"Gift to the Fisherman"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Luo Yin
The leaf boat is melodious and the crane's hair hangs down, and his life is empty.
Right and wrong do not rise before the eyes, and the cold and heat are allowed to move up the waves.
The wind sings and sings in the moonlight, while dreams and spring rains occur during the daytime sleep.
Who knows the meaning of Xiaoyao? He should know it from Qingshan and Lushui.
"Gift to the Fisherman"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Wei Zhuang
Wearing straw clothes, lotus hats, and temples as frosty as frost, he said that his family compiled Chu Shuiyang.
Autumn wind blows tangerines all over the bank, and wildflowers are planted in misty rain around the slope.
The red scales of the reed knife are greasy at night, and the fragrance of purple taro is steamed in the steamer.
I once visited Fan Li in the Wuhu period, and you have forgotten each other for a long time.
"The Fisherman"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Liu Guo
The three-foot short canopy sends waves of smoke, and the short brown rest years pass by.
The rivers and seas don’t know anything about military affairs, but they drink and sing fishermen’s songs.
"The Fisherman"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Shi Xinghai
I have been through all kinds of rivers and lakes, but my life is just a boat.
Drunk and playing the flute on the empty sand, the fish forget each other and the water flows by itself.
"The Fisherman"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Shu Yuexiang
The grown man holds up the net and the brocade scales are red, while the young man shakes it lightly.
In the light rain, the sun is half visible, and the captain of the boat is drunk in a pot.
"Ode to the Fisherman in the Lake"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Shu Monk
There are no fish in the basket and I owe money for the wine. There is a fishing boat outside the restaurant.
I wanted to take off my coir raincoat several times, but I was afraid it would be a rainy day tomorrow.
"The Fisherman"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhu Jifang
Where is the fisherman's home? He is accustomed to staying among the reed flowers and never returns.
Last night it was snowing in Jiangcun, and a hundred dollars bought a coir raincoat.
"The Fisherman"
Era: Yuan Dynasty Author: Zhou Quan
Turning around and closing the awning until the west, the short canopy and the leaning pavilion are broken and the sand is low.
Returning late from selling fish and buying wine, the wind blows and the reeds, flowers and snow fill the stream. 2. Poems about fishermen
Poems
"The Fisherman"
(Tang Dynasty) Li Zhong
Occasionally walking deep into the reed flowers ,
The scenery of the stream and mountains will become clear in the evening.
The fishermen opened their accounts to greet each other,
The children scrambled to catch a glimpse of the barking dogs.
Four Poems by the Fisherman
Su Shi
When the Fisherman drinks, whoever goes there will pay for the fish and crabs in one hour. There is no amount of wine and no amount of drunkenness, no matter how much money each other has.
The fisherman is drunk and dances in coir raincoat, but he is looking for his way back while drunk. The short boat was leaning sideways, and I didn't know where I was when I woke up.
The fisherman wakes up, it’s noon on the river in spring, and the flowers are falling from his dream. Even when you are sober, you are still drunk and you are still awake, smiling at the world.
The fisherman laughs, the light gull lifts, and the wind and rain are all over the desert river. The man riding a horse by the river is an official, and he lends me his lonely boat to cross south.
The Fisherman (two poems)
Li Yu
1.
The waves are like a thousand layers of snow, and the peach and plum trees are like a team of spring without words. A pot of wine, a pole, how many people in the world are like Nong.
2.
A spring breeze, a boat, a cocoon and a light hook. Flowers fill the lake, wine fills the cup, and freedom is found in the vast expanse of waves.
Good things come soon, Fisherman's Ci
Zhu Dunru
Shaking one's head leaves the world of mortals, and there is no time to wake up and get drunk. Living in green grass and green hats, I am used to being covered with frost and snow. The evening wind sets the fishing line free, and there is a new moon above and below. Thousands of miles of water and sky are the same color, and I can see the lone red light disappearing.
Reply to Brother Zhi and the Fisherman's Song
Zhang Songling
Enjoying the storm, fishing is leisure,
The pine path in the thatched cottage has been climbed.
Taihu Lake, Dongting Mountain,
Strong winds and waves arise and must be returned.
The Fisherman
Nalan Xingde
When the harvest pole falls, it shines red, and the autumn wind turns into a hibiscus. The person is light and the water is misty, blowing into the reed piccolo.
Magpie Bridge Immortal
Lu You
A windy moon, a raincoat, lives in the west of Diaotai. The fish seller is afraid of getting close to the city gate, but why is he willing to go to the depths of the mortal world?
The tide is flowing, the tide is flat and the cable is tied, and the tide is falling and the song is returning. At that time, people mistakenly compared Yan Guang to Yan Guang, so I was the unknown fisherman.
The Fisherman
Liu Zongyuan
The Fisherman stayed near the west rock at night, and at dawn he drew clear Xiang and burned Chu bamboo.
When the smoke disappears and no one is seen at sunrise, the mountains and rivers are green.
Looking back at the middle stream under the sky, the unintentional clouds are chasing each other on the rocks.
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