The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar.
At sunrise, the river is as red as fire.
This river is as green as blue in spring.
How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?
This is a poem by Bai Juyi, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, praising Jiangnan.
Ding Xianzhi, Jiangnan District
Xielu north, near Pujia.
Interested in exchanging visits, I came out to wash yarn in the Ming Dynasty.
Sailing to hengtangkou, the ship is sailing very fast.
Know Lang's old intention, and please close your bow.
Yesterday, I teased Nanling and the wind and waves were blocked.
If you go to Pudong and don't meet people, who will believe you when you return home?
Unconsciously, I have put on my makeup and rode the tide to the boundless.
Because crossing the river from Jingkou, the emissary reported to King Shaoling.
The first time I went down to Furong Building, I said I was evil.
I am eager to sail, but I don't want to be seen by others.
Four Jiangnan fanggan
The grass withered yesterday, but it is green today, which makes people homesick again.
I dreamed of going home at night, and it was already dawn before I got to Tonglu.
Ancient jade in Jiangnan district
Picking white apples by the river occasionally, and paying tribute to the river god with the female companion.
I dare not express my heart in front of everyone, secretly throw money and ask my distant husband's voice.
Lihe Jiangnan lane
The green fog in the river is cool, and the sky is red and rugged.
Water, wind, clouds, old bamboo and bamboo rafters are picturesque.
Perch has a thousand heads of wine, and the wine lies in Nanshan Green.
The moon song on the border of Wu is not finished, and the rivers are all covered with cold jade.
Send Du XIV to Jiangnan to meet Meng Haoran.
Jason Wu, as a hometown connected with water, it is slim for you to go to Chunjiang.
Sailing by the river at sunset? As far as the horizon is concerned, it breaks people's intestines.
Jiangnan Chunhuai Li Bai
How long can youth last? Birds sing in spring. People in the world, I don't know where to go home, wandering, white-haired.
The shadow lingers in Chu month, but the heart flies to Qin Yun. This body is particularly brilliant, and the countryside has long been deserted.
In the year of Yan, Long song thanked the goldfinch.
Du Mu, Jiang Nanchun's quatrains
Thousands of miles of Ti Ying green reflects the great river, and Shuizhaishan fruit wine flags the wind.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.