What are the poems about Kunming?

The poems about Kunming are as follows:

Kunming Chi Zhinv Stone

Year: Tang? Author: Tong Hanqing

A Kunming stone, the name of Qian Qiu Weaver Girl. Looking at people's empty feelings, water is more beautiful.

Moss is light, and waves are sound. The shore clouds are wet, and the sand moon gives birth to eyebrows.

A smiling lotus smiled, but an unintentional bird was not surprised. Just like in the mirror, we can see each other clearly.

Poetry-chanting Kunming Pool

Year: Tang? Author: Hu Ceng

In order to get rid of Wan Li's teacher in Kunming, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty learned this way of fighting.

How to capture at the same time, don't forget that creatures are exhausted.

Appreciate Yang Jiuhong Zhen Chang 'an's disease, and send it when you see it.

Year:? Don? Author:? Bai Juyi

Fu Zhenjun was silent, bent down and joined me. ?

When you say goodbye, you have been away for one night. ?

Join hands with yesterday, Kunming Chunping. ?

A few days away from the county seat, Taibai Xia Yunsheng. ?

Children are not proud, and poverty and illness are imperial cities. ?

Poor and strong people's day, long illness and high human feelings. ?

A few quiet people are so quiet that they can't meet behind closed doors. ?

The dragon lies in the heart, and the crane is thin and bright. ?

Empty the machine and send it as text. Vote for me like Zhen Qiong. ?

Why comfort hunger and thirst? Give a shout.

Fenghexing Sanhui Temple should be built.

Year: Tang author:

The historical platform of the warehouse is open and open. Stop Dan pot to gather people and turn over the frost and feather to ride.

Go down, attack three times, and see nine. Lin Pi Guan Tao Dan, Kunming Grey Bubble.

Netizens release flowers and birds return. I sing fairy songs, and the dust is chic.

Resentment against prostitutes' building

Year:? Don? Author:? Liu

Shangyuan is far from Yingying, and Kunming is the power.

Unfortunately, time flies, there is no need to be affectionate in front of the mirror.

Yingtianchang Cui Fanlei Dance

Year:? Song? Author:? Zhang Ju

Cui fan is tired of dancing, red in old makeup, and prostitutes are afraid of not being in spring. After the ban on smoking and cold food, the east wind shook the iron. Tourists are annoying and soft-hearted. More awake, feather throat palace tongue. Draw a bridge far away, deny Mianman, and rest in the evening. ?

Struggle is like a golden building, Yan Yan returns, and the hook turns to the curtain. The news said that fragrant mud makes flowers. About Kunming, Hugh said. Morphy ran around and built Zhang Gongque. It's dawn, the golden rafter is firmly hit, and the moon is double lanterns.

Yuxia: Who is the oldest in middle school?

Year:? Song? Author:? Liu Chenweng

Who is the biggest in the middle and upper classes? It's hard to be a big shot. Eighty-six Weng sat idle. I am lazy. I've been lying on a high place recently. Forget the congratulations now. ?

Shen Jia is still Julian. There is only one old star left. White hair and rosy cheeks. Fire in Lingguang Temple. Kunming was robbed. Jiao Qiyuan is yellow.

Spring in Kunming —— Reflections on Wang Ze's Wide Quilt

Year:? Don? Author:? Bai Juyi

Kunming Springs, Kunming Springs, and Gu Quan on the bank of Chunchi have new water flows. The shadow is immersed in the green hills of Nanshan,

The waves set in the west and the sun turned red. In previous years, due to the exhaustion of dry ponds, turtle tails dragged fish foam.

Zhao Kai injected eight waters, and thousands of scales were born on the same day. Today, the green water is shining,

You fish, gun and lotus farm. If Zhou Re is short-minded, the sand warms the mandarin duck's wings and sleeps.

Planting flies naturally, and Huang Ze is like spring. Fishermen are still rich,

The poor benefit from it for a long time. A letter to Kunming near the imperial city, the butler shall not accept its levy.

There is no rent or tax for fish, and people near the water feel the benefits. I appreciate you, although you are lonely,

I heard that the land belongs to Wang Min, between distant relatives. May this benefit the world,

No distance, no proximity, no happiness. Five-star mountain stops drinking tea, and Poyang pit seals silver.

There is no forbidden profit in the ends of the earth, and the noise is like Kunming Spring.

Sorrow is like a canal.

Year:? Contemporary? Author:? Qian Zhongshu

Kunming lives in August and gets along well with her son.

Really a little famous, new friends as always.

Nineteen people are the least, and good sentences spread to many people.

Don't worry about getting old, your hair will get shorter and wrinkled.

Let go of the child and die again, what will happen?

Just give me a piece to wipe off the sleeves.

As we all know, life is thin, but it is not as thick as paper.

A sour heart has something to say, peace is like your life.

Looking at the platform of spring

Year:? Don? Author:? Li Longji

Leisure leads to three springs, and the high platform chats around. Looking at thousands of miles, the mountains and rivers are strong.

Taihua sees heavy rocks and stops in the south. The suburbs are full of mistakes, uneven and different.

Full of enthusiasm, late into the building. The first batch of warblers sang mangroves one after another.

Both the homing geese went to the oasis. Yellow crane in Taiye pond, morning glory in Kunming water.

I heard that the Korean family is in full swing, and it is boring to leave the palace. Ganquan is bright and bright,

Five tussah farms were extended to Weiyang. Zhou Lu Road turns vertically and horizontally, and the flying pavilion returns to the porch for about a long time.

I must think of it as life and relaxation, not to mention how to be merciful in the future. For greatness and dignity,

He Rujian is modest and humble. Wuyang sinks in the mountains, and dusk birds roar in the forest.

In the twilight, I will reward you to return to the chariot, and I will pay the middleman one hundred dollars.

Send Li Yunnan and the gentleman to attack foreigners.

Year:? Don? Author:? Chu Guangxi

Kunming is near Dianchi Lake, but fools dare to go against the rules. Yao Hong hangs southwest in the sky.

Tsuzawa unified Rongyuan, and the Taishou Tooth Army marched. Covering thousands of miles, Moya is in the temple.

Yao dried up in one breath. The soldiers crossed their toes and left Luyang.

These mountains are high and rocky, and Yue Ling is like a bird. The seal suddenly crouched and the elephant hid far away.

Go back to the deep stream and uncover the beam. Xuanwu sweeps away loneliness and dragons remove Liang Fang.

Thunder follows the magic weapon, and boron knocks the sky. If you cut down vegetation, you are the same dog and sheep.

I am ugly, hiding in the river, chirping away. A gentleman hates thin risks, but Julian Waghann was seriously injured.

The wide car is equipped with a light beam, which is too white to receive light. Border officials are quiet in the county road, and new books are the discipline.

Jian Guan Yang returns, Wu Yi makes the chapter. Long Ta wears a shroud and is covered with autumn frost.

The people of the whole country sang the spirit flag and listened to the speech. Jing Guan is in Kai Tak, so I am in Jade Emperor.

Wang Yun was ordered to be sent from Yulin to Yongchang.

Year:? Don? Author:? Zhang said

Move the stars to Beiluo, and the rain will avoid Tokyo. For the sake of negative reputation, we must pursue strong reputation.

The white clouds are at a loss, and the yellow leaves are scattered in Kunming. Thanks for the strings, but I can't hear the drums.

Drunk to Zhou zhi

Year:? Don? Author:? Bai Juyi

Outside Jinguangmen, Kunming Road, half drunk and confident.

A few days later, it was none of Wang's business, and the peony flower came back from the beginning.

Journey to Yuquan Pool in Xishan

Year:? Ming? Author:? Li minbiao

Circular notice different pulse, can fold the trace of Ji Ling.

Full moon gold gauge, including wind and stone mirror.

Pinghu is hidden as a wave and meandering as a stream.

Once in Kunming, the Millennium shines.

yellow

Year:? Ming? Author:? Zhao pang

August 15, the night is still early, and a bright moon hangs in the sky.

There are few big stars and little stars, so you can see the surrounding mountains when you go out.

I don't read Shi Gan's books, but I see a bright yellow star.

If you don't see any children and monsters tonight, just follow bucket handle Xishan.

The stone bridge leans against the incense, and the lotus leaf is as big as a cover.

Huang Xing should come back tomorrow night. Qingliu is a glass of wine lotus.

Raise a glass with Huang Xingshou. Kunming has been robbing ash since ancient times.