Poems about climbing mountains 1. Twenty poems about climbing mountains
1. once climbing to the top of the peek, one would see, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky. Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
2. I would cross the Yellow River, but ice chokes the ferry will climb the Taihang Mountains with snow. It is hard to go by Li Bai
3. The stone path in Hanshan Mountain is oblique, and there are people in the depths of white clouds. Du Mu's Mountain Walking
4. Mountaineering Xu Tang
strolled up the bird path, but he didn't know how tall he was.
there is no world near the sky, when Chu sees waves.
the top is steep and loose, and the cliff is full of rocks.
the macaque calls to the people from across the water.
5. don't be afraid of clouds to cover your eyes, and stay at the highest level. Wang Anshi's Climbing the Flying Peak
6. Climbing the Mountain Li She
spent all her days in a daze,
suddenly heard that Chun tried his best to climb the mountain.
Because of the words of meeting monks in the Bamboo Yard,
I have to live for half a day.
7. "Mountaineering" Yuan Mei (Qing)
Burn incense and sweep the floor for poetry,
Laugh and climb with a stick.
Love to meddle in the sky,
There are many Bai Yunsheng at present.
2. What are the poems about "Mountaineering"
1. "Mountaineering" < p
stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frost leaves are redder than the February flowers.
Translation:
Going up the mountain along the winding path, there are people in the depths of the white clouds. I stopped the car because I liked the late autumn scenery of the maple forest. Maple leaves are dyed with autumn frost, which is brighter than spring flowers in February.
2. Mount Lushan Five Old Peaks
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Five Old Peaks in the southeast of Lushan Mountain cut out Jin Furong in the sky.
Jiujiang is a beautiful place, and I'll nest here in clouds and pines.
Translation:
Located in the southeast of Lushan Mountain, Wulaofeng stands like a golden lotus in full bloom. Climbing to the summit can capture the beautiful scenery of Jiujiang, where I will nest in Yun Song.
3. Ode to Mount Tai
Northern and Southern Dynasties: Xie Daowen
E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E. The middle of the rock is empty, and the loneliness is mysterious.
if you don't work, you will be a craftsman, and the cloud structure will be natural. What is the image of a device? So I moved again and again.
if you die, you will stay at home in Siyu, and you can spend all your days.
Translation:
Mount Tai, majestic and tall, soars into the sky with an extremely delicate aura. Its rocky caves are like empty houses with natural intervals, lonely and silent, quiet and deep. It is not made by human craftsmen, but a high-rise building developed by nature.
what on earth is the unpredictable weather that makes my thoughts fluctuate like this? Decided to leave the ever-changing environment and move to live in Mount Tai, doing nothing, prolonging life and enjoying the destiny.
4. Climbing Mount Emei
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
There are many fairy mountains in Shu, but Emei is hard to beat. Zhou Liu tried to browse, and it is absolutely strange to know? Qing Ming relies on the sky to open, and the color is wrong.
Ling Ran Zi Xia's reward is a trick. The clouds sing Qiong Xiao, and the stones make Bao Se. I have a little life, and my laughter never ends.
the smoke is like the face, and the dust is tired and suddenly lost. If you ride a sheep, join hands with Ling Bai Tian.
Translation:
There are many fairy mountains in Shu, but they are hard to match with Emei. Try to visit Mount Emei, where can you fully appreciate its unique scenery? The green peaks are displayed in the sky, and the colors are as rotten as if they were from a painting. Floating to the top of the mountain to enjoy Zi Xia is just like really getting the skill of cultivating immortality.
I played the jade flute in the clouds, and played the precious instrument on the rocks. All my life, I have always wanted to cultivate a monastery and learn to be immortal, and I will end my worldly pleasures from now on. My face seems to be full of haze, and the earthly ties have suddenly disappeared. If you meet a fairy riding a sheep, join hands with him to cross the day.
5. Ode to Huashan
Song Dynasty: Kou Zhun
Only the sky is above, not to mention the mountains and qi.
look up at the red sun and look back at the low white clouds.
Translation:
There is only blue sky above Huashan Mountain, and there is no mountain even flush with it in the world. Looking up at the top of the mountain, you can see how close the red sun is. Looking back, you even think that the white clouds are very low.
3. What are the poems related to mountain climbing?
1. an old war-song
Tang Dynasty: Li Qi
through the bright day up the mountain, we scan the sky for a war-torch, at yellow dusk we water our horses in the boundaryriver.
and when the throb of watch-drums hangs in the sandy wind, we hear the guitar of the Chinese Princess telling her endless woe.
three thousand miles without a town, nothing but camps, till the heavy sky joins the wide desert in snow.
with their plaintive calls, barbarian wildgeese fly from night to night, and children of the Tartars have many tears to shed.
but we hear that the Jade Pass is still under siege, and soon we stake our lives upon our light warchariots.
each year we bury in the desert bones unnumbered, seeing Pu Tao enter the Han family.
during the day, climb the mountain to observe the beacon tower for alarm, and at dusk, lead the horse to drink water near the Jiaohe River. The dim wind and sand came with the sound of fighting, just like the princess pipa of Han Dynasty was full of bitterness. The wilderness is foggy, and there are no battlements in Wan Li. Rain and snow are hanging over the boundless desert.
The singing Hu Yan flew through the air at night, and all the Hu soldiers were in tears. It is said that Yumenguan has been blocked from returning home, so the soldiers have to follow the general and run hard. The bones that died every year were buried in the wilderness, and only the grapes from the western regions were sent to the Han family.
2. Mountain Walk
In the Tang Dynasty, Du Mu
was far away from Hanshan, and there were people in Bai Yunsheng.
stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frost leaves are redder than the February flowers.
Translation: The rocky path is curved and oblique from the top of the mountain, and there are several families in the place where the white clouds are born. I stopped the carriage just because I love the night view of the maple forest. Frosted maple leaves are better than bright February flowers.
3. Looking at Yue
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
what a majestic sight of holy Mountain Tai!? Out of Qilu, still visible the green peak.
the Maker endowed all the mystic Nature grace here, and? a day at once into dawn and dusk comes by..
Ceng Yun, and the birds fly back and forth before my strained eye..
once climbing to the top of the peek, one would see, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky..
Translation: How majestic is the towering Mount Tai? Walking out of Qilu, you can still see the green peak. The magical nature gathers thousands of beautiful scenery, and the south and north of the mountain separate the morning and the evening. Layers of white clouds, cleaning up the gullies in the chest; Return to the bird and fly into the eye of the scenery. We must climb the peak of Mount Tai and overlook the mountains, full of lofty sentiments.
4. Ascending the Mountain
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
in a sharp gale from the wide sky apes are whimpering, birds are flying homeward over the clear lake and white sand.
leaves are dropping down like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river always rolling on.
I have come three thousand miles away. Sad now with autumn, and with my hundred years of woe, I climb this height alone.
ill fortune has laid a bitter frost on my temples, heart-ache and weariness are a thick dust in my wine.
It is very sad for apes to crow in a windy day, and there are birds hovering on the river with clear water and white sand. Endless trees are rustling with fallen leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling in and rushing. Sad to autumn scenery, I feel that Wan Li has been wandering all the year round, and he is sick all his life, and today he is alone on the high platform. After all the hardships, the white hair was covered with temples, and the cup of sorrow was suspended.
5. A Journey to Lushan Mountain
Song Dynasty: Mei Yaochen
was comfortable with wild feelings, while Qian Shan was high and low.
the good peaks change everywhere, and the secluded paths are lonely.
when the frost falls, the bear rises to the tree, and the deer in the forest drinks the stream.
where is he? There's a chicken outside the cloud.
Translation: It just caters to my interest in natural scenery. In the early morning, the rolling Lushan Mountain is spectacular, with thousands of peaks competing, rising and falling. Along the way, the strange peaks and mountains are constantly changing in front of you, and you are intoxicated with the wild interest of sightseeing alone on the winding and deep path, and you forget where you have gone.
The sun is rising, the frost and snow are melting, the mountains are becoming more and more quiet and empty, the stupid bear is slowly climbing the tree, and the deer is leisurely drinking the gurgling water of the stream. Are there people living in the mountains? At this moment, I suddenly heard a cock crow in the misty mountains in the distance.
4. Ancient poems about mountain climbing
1. Climbing the Mountain
Author Du Fu Tang Dynasty
in a sharp gale from the wide sky apes are whimpering, birds are flying homeward over the clear lake and white sand.
leaves are dropping down like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river always rolling on.
I have come three thousand miles away. Sad now with autumn, and with my hundred years of woe, I climb this height alone.
ill fortune has laid a bitter frost on my temples, heart-ache and weariness are a thick dust in my wine.
Vernacular translation:
It's very sad when the wind is strong and the sky is high, and there are birds hovering on the river with clear water and white sand.
boundless trees are rustling with fallen leaves, and the Yangtze river is rolling in and rushing.
Sad to autumn scenery, I feel that Wan Li has been wandering for many years, and today he is alone on the high platform because of illness all his life.
After going through hardships and bitterness, my white hair is covered with temples, and my depression is full of partiality, so I pause my glass for worrying.
2. The monk's house in Helin Temple
The author Li She lived in the Tang Dynasty
all day long, but suddenly he heard that Chun tried his best to climb the mountain.
I had to spend half a day off because I met the monks in the Bamboo Yard.
Vernacular translation:
I have been in a chaotic and drunken dream for a long time, wasting this limited time of my life for no reason. One day, I suddenly found that spring was about to pass, so I tried my best to climb Nanshan to enjoy the spring scenery.
When I visited the temple, I chatted with a monk for a long time, and it was rare to get a moment's leisure in this troubled world.
3. an old war-song
Author Li Qi Dynasty Tang
through the bright day up the mountain, we scan the sky for a war-torch, at yellow dusk we water our horses in the boundaryriver.
and when the throb of watch-drums hangs in the sandy wind, we hear the guitar of the Chinese Princess telling her endless woe.
three thousand miles without a town, nothing but camps, till the heavy sky joins the wide desert in snow.
with their plaintive calls, barbarian wildgeese fly from night to night, and children of the Tartars have many tears to shed.
but we hear that the Jade Pass is still under siege, and soon we stake our lives upon our light warchariots.
each year we bury in the desert bones unnumbered, seeing Pu Tao enter the Han family.
Vernacular translation:
During the day, we observe the beacon tower for alarm, and at dusk, we lead horses to drink water near the Jiaohe River.
The dim wind and sand sound like a princess pipa full of bitterness in the Han Dynasty.
The wilderness is foggy. There are no battlements in Wan Li, and the endless desert is covered with rain and snow.
The singing Hu Yan flew through the air at night, and all the Hu soldiers were in tears.
It's said that Yumenguan has been blocked from returning home, so the soldiers have to follow the general and run like hell.
The bones that died in battle every year were buried in the wilderness, and only the grapes from the western regions were sent to the Han family.
4, Lushan Mountain Tour
Author Mei Yaochen Dynasty Song
is comfortable with wild feelings, Qian Shan is high and low.
the good peaks change everywhere, and the secluded paths are lonely.
when the frost falls, the bear rises to the tree, and the deer in the forest drinks the stream.
where is he? There's a chicken outside the cloud.
Vernacular translation:
It just caters to my interest in natural scenery. In the early morning, the rolling Lushan Mountain is spectacular, with thousands of peaks competing, rising and falling. Along the way, the strange peaks and mountains are constantly changing in front of you, and you are intoxicated with the wild interest of sightseeing alone on the winding and deep path, and you forget where you have gone.
The sun is rising, the frost and snow are melting, the mountains are becoming more and more quiet and empty, the stupid bear is slowly climbing the tree, and the deer is leisurely drinking the gurgling water of the stream. Are there people living in the mountains? At this moment, I suddenly heard a cock crow in the misty mountains in the distance.
5. Climbing to the top of the Panshan Mountain
Author Qi Jiguang in the Ming Dynasty
There was a sigh of sorrow from the frost, and the clouds opened against the stone gate.
wine can't get drunk by the north wind, and countless crows have fallen leaves.
However, it doesn't hinder the old and talented.
The famous peak is where I am, so General Li dances on the sword platform.
Vernacular translation:
In the late autumn in the north, it seems that the plants and trees are shocked and saddened by it. Clouds rise relatively on the top of Panshan Mountain, and Shimen seems to be open.
In the north wind, I didn't get drunk while drinking the thin wine on the edge. Countless Western jackdaw came in succession in the wind sweeping away the leaves.
as long as we can use force to stop foreign invasion and eliminate the scourge of war, we are willing to defend the frontier all our lives.
A famous soldier who has made meritorious service should be inscribed with a stone. Who has such qualifications? Only heroes like Li Guang and Li Jing who stopped foreign invasion deserve this honor.
5. Poems related to mountain climbing
If you know from a distance where your brother climbed, one person will be absent from the dogwood.
1. once climbing to the top of the peek, one would see, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky.. Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
2. I would cross the Yellow River, but ice chokes the ferry climbed the Taihang Mountains with snow. It is hard to go by Li Bai
3. The stone path in Hanshan Mountain is oblique, and there are people in the depths of white clouds. Du Mu's Mountain Walking
4. Mountaineering Xu Tang
strolled up the bird path, but he didn't know how tall he was.
there is no world near the sky, when Chu sees waves.
the top is steep and loose, and the cliff is full of rocks.
the macaque calls to the people from across the water.
5. don't be afraid of clouds to cover your eyes, and stay at the highest level. Wang Anshi's Climbing the Flying Peak
6. Climbing the Mountain Li She
spent all her days in a daze,
suddenly heard that Chun tried his best to climb the mountain.
Because of the words of meeting monks in the Bamboo Yard,
I have to live for half a day.
7. "Mountaineering" Yuan Mei (Qing)
Burning incense and sweeping the floor to make a poem,
Laughing and climbing with a stick.
Love to meddle in the sky,
There are many Bai Yunsheng at present.
6. Poems describing mountaineering
1. About "Mountaineering", a poet in the Tang Dynasty, Li Wei, has.
Antique-Li Bai went to Lianhua Mountain in the west and saw stars all the way. The hands of the hands of a white hibiscus, curl up into space.
Looking at Yue-Du Fu and what a majestic sight of holy Mountain Tai!? Out of Qilu, still visible the green peak. Magic natural convergence of thousands of beautiful, the south of the mountains north of the separation between early morning and dusk.
colorful clouds lave? my bosom free and easy, and the birds fly back and forth before my strained eye.. Try to ascend the mountain's crest: It dwarfs all peaks under our feet.
Jin? Tao Yuanming: Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. Song? Guo Xi: The spring mountain is as dull as a smile, the summer mountain is green and dripping, the autumn mountain is as bright as makeup, and the winter mountain is as bleak as sleeping in the Tang Dynasty? Si Kongtu: Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but hates the warbler's sound like the old mountain and song? Su Shi: When viewed horizontally, the ridge side becomes a peak, and the distance is different.
I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am in this mountain. Don? Wang Wei: this river runs beyond heaven and earth, where the colour of mountains both is and is not.
don? Han Yu: The river is a green ribbon, and the mountains are like jade hairpin. Don? Li Bai: Five Old Peaks in the southeast of Lushan Mountain cut out Jin Furong from the green hills.
Jiujiang is a beautiful place, and I'll nest here in clouds and pines. Don? Zhang Xi: The beauty of the mountain lies in the twists and turns of the peak, and the beauty of the water lies in the wind and waves.
don? Li Bai: There is a craggy Xia Yun in Mount Tai. It is suspected that Bai Bo has risen to the East China Sea. Yuan? Zhang Yanghao: Clouds come to the mountains better, clouds go to the mountains picturesque, the mountains are bright because of clouds, and the clouds compete with the mountains. 2. Poems about "watching the sea" at heron lodge-mountains cover the white sun, Wang Zhihuan, and oceans drain the golden river.
but you widen your view three hundred miles, by going up one flight of stairs. Looking back at the past with a full moon-the moon, grown full now over the sea, Zhang Jiuling, Tianya * * * at this time.
brings to separated hearts, the long thoughtfulness of night. Put out the candle to love this room full of moonlight, I wear clothes wandering deeply night dew cold.
so I leave my message with the moon, and turn to my bed, hoping for dreams. On autumn night, the fence gate will dawn to welcome the cold —— Lu You went to the east of Wan Li River to enter the sea, and 5, meters climbed the skyscraper.
The adherents shed tears in the dust, and looked south at Julian Waghann for another year. A mooring under north fort hill-under blue mountains we wound our way, Wang Wan, my boat and I, along green water.
both sides of the high tide are lost, with no wind stirring my lone sail. ...Night now yields to a sea of sun, and the old year melts in freshets.
at last I can send my messengers, wildgeese, homing to Loyang. Long songs-Han Yuefu.