A poem about mountains 1. What are the poems describing mountains and forests?
1. The mountain wind blows the open forest, like someone whispering. -Walking in Autumn Don Cen Can
The autumn wind in the mountains blew into the open forest, and the leaves rustled as if someone had entered the forest.
2. Looking horizontally, the ridge edge becomes a peak, and the distance is different. -"Title Xilin Wall" Song Sushi
Seen from the front and side, Lushan Mountain is undulating and peaks stand tall. Seen from afar, near, high and low, Lushan Mountain presents various appearances.
3. Smoke from kitchen chimneys fills the forest, the mountains are far away, and the bells and drums ring at dusk. -Song He Zhu, "Tianxiang Luo Yan Henglin"
Smoke enveloped the forest, the setting sun fell into the distant mountains, and the bells and drums sounded intermittently at dusk.
4. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. -"Mountain Autumn Night" Don Wang Wei
The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain. As night falls, the air is cool, as if it were autumn.
The sun shines on me from the green moss. I heard the pine cone fall on the mountain, and you seemed to wake up. -"Chai Lu" Don Wang Wei
The afterglow of the sun returned to the depths of the forest and shone on the moss in the forest.
I think pine nuts are falling in the empty mountains at the moment, and my friends who live in seclusion must still be awake.
6. in April, the beauty of the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms of the mountain temple are blooming. -"Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple" Tang Bai Juyi
In April, all the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temple in the mountains have just bloomed.
7. An empty mountain is quiet, and the shadow of water and moon is heavy. -"Water Tune the Heading, Topic Xishan Autumn Cool Map" Qing Na Lan Xing De
An empty mountain, a hidden moon, a cave, this secluded mountain forest, does not provoke a trace of secular dust.
8. Hua Lin thanked Chun Hong, which was too hasty. Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late. -"Welcome to Huan" five generations of Li Yu
The safflower in the forest has withered, and the flowers are blooming and falling. It's only such a short time, and I really went in a hurry. Also very helpless. How can flowers endure the cold and rain day and night?
9. But how can I find his footprints among the fallen leaves piled up on the bare hillside! . -"Poem for a Taoist priest in Chuanjiao Mountain" Tang Wei Wu Ying
But autumn leaves are full of empty mountains, where can I find your footprints?
10. Linping is vast and foggy, and Hanshan area is sad and melancholy. -"Bodhisattva Man Lin Ping Momo Yan Rushi" Don Li Bai
In the distance, the forest smoke stretches, such as weaving, and the mountains in autumn are like belts, which are sad and green. Twilight entered the boudoir, and someone was upstairs alone.
2. Poetry describing the forest
Poems describing the forest are:
1. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded.
2. Birds sing in the shade, deer and cypress.
3. Jet Sese, Su Hui, Emerald Cotton Forest
It's so light that no one can hear it except my partner, Mingyue.
5. Clear water and clear stones can be counted straight, and there are no birds in the forest.
1. Forest is an area with high density of trees. These plant communities cover a large area of the world and play an important role in reducing carbon dioxide, animal communities, hydrological turbulence regulation and soil consolidation, which is one of the most important aspects of the earth's biosphere. Forests include arbor forests and bamboo forests. Forest is a surface biological community mainly composed of trees. It is rich in variety, complex in structure and diverse in functions.
2. The full text of the above poem is as follows:
(1) Enter Ji Wang in Zoigesi.
What's average? Empty water. The afterglow of the sunset rises from the distant mountains, and the sun shines on the winding water. The cicadas are singing, and the Woods are particularly quiet; The singing of birds in the mountains is more beautiful than usual. This place has given me a hermit's heart. I'm tired of my official career but I'm not retired and sad.
(2) The land journey of "Mountain Living Rhyme"
Birds are singing in the shade of forests, deer and cypresses. Alas, I am a fool. My servants are chasing after meat and millet. Pity the kite's shoulder and cover it with shame. The difficulty is still in the mountains, and I want to raise my own livestock. Set foot on Xixi and build a house in the North Valley. The light is always hidden, and the jade touches the vulgar eyes.
(3) Cai Xiji, entitled "My Brother's Title on the Regime of Weinan Governors"
If you are at home, why bother to retreat? If you don't go abroad, you will be depressed.
Xuan cars come and go, and the name is clear. Sichuan will fish for jade, and the township pavilion will sprinkle gold.
Su Hui spouts wrasse, emerald cotton forest. I used to be obsessed with poetry and calligraphy and would rather work hard.
My brother, Xu, wasted his way to find each other. Celebrate old clothes in the morning and relax at night.
The article praised the beautiful scenery in the distance, which added to the admiration. I'm looking forward to it. I won't be able to live in Lu Chen tomorrow.
(4) Zhu Wangwei
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
(5) Su Shi visited two monks, Qin Hui, in a lonely mountain in Lari.
It will snow, the clouds will fill the lake, the towers will be bright, and the mountains will be gone. There are plenty of stone fish in the water, but there are no birds in the forest. I really entertain myself when I don't return to my wife and children in the twelfth lunar month. Where do Taoist priests live? Pandong Baoyun Mountain Road. Who wants to live in a lonely mountain? Taoist priests are not alone on their mountains. Paper window bamboo building is deep and warm, sitting and lying brown. In cold weather, I don't worry about my servant at all, so I have to drive home and can't leave. Out of the mountain, looking back at the cloud shadow tree, I saw the floating picture of wild storks. I was so happy when I was swimming, and I felt like a dream when I got home. It is difficult to copy a poem after it is lost.
3. Poems describing the beauty of mountains and forests
Autumn Night in the Deep Mountain Author: Dynasty King
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Ji Xiang Temple Author: Wang Wei
I don't know where Ji Xiang Temple is, so I climbed several miles into the clouds and peaks.
Ancient trees are towering, but there are no pedestrian paths, and there are bells in the mountains in the temple.
The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold.
In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.
Buddhist retreat behind the broken mountain temple
Changjian in Tang Dynasty
On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops. A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. A thousand voices were silenced by the breath of church bells.
Visiting Taoist Dai Tianshan without seeing Li Bai
In the barking of dogs, peach blossoms are thick.
See the deer when the tree is deep, but don't ring the bell at noon.
Wild bamboos are green and misty, and flying springs hang blue peaks.
No one knows where to go. I'm worried about two or three loose.
4. Poems describing the beauty of mountains and forests
At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. (Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry")
You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes. (Li Bai's "Looking at Jingting Mountain")
Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling. (Tang? Wang Ji's "Wild Hope")
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. (Tao Yuanming's drinking)
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. (Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village")
The setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor. (Liu Changqing's "Snowstorm Night Return")
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. (Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour")
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints. ("Send the judge back to Wu")
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills. (Li Bai's "Early Sending Baidicheng")
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. (Wang Zhihuan's Liangzhou Ci)
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. (Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village)
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon. (Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain")
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging. (Cao Cao: Looking at the sea)
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably. (Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain)
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. (He Zhangzhi: "Liu Yong")
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom. (Cen Can: (Bai Xuege sends Tian Shuji Wu home)
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass. (Cui Hao: Yellow Crane Tower)
On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. (Liu Yuxi: "Yangzhou will enjoy Lotte for the first time") Dead vines and old trees are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. (Ma Zhiyuan: "Sand cleaning? Qiu Si ")
Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees. (Wei "In Xixi Chuzhou")
5. What are the poems describing the forest?
1, the mountain wind blows the empty forest, like someone whispering.
Walking in the Late Autumn of the Tang Dynasty: Cen Can
The tired horse was sleeping on the long hillside, and the sun had set on the water. The autumn wind in the mountains blew into the open forest, and the leaves rustled as if someone had entered the forest.
It is raining cold in the boundless sky, and there is no dust on the bluestone road. Tens of millions of thoughts come to mind in this dusk, and all the voices are sad in this bleak morning.
The chi was barking last night, and Hui had already begun to wither. Besides, a stranger who travels far away will naturally have a lot of hardships and bitterness.
Explanation:
Tired horses are sleeping on the long hillside, and the sun has fallen to the water. The autumn wind in the mountains blew into the open forest, and the leaves rustled as if someone had entered the forest. Cold rain began to fall in the boundless sky, and there was no dust on the bluestone pavement.
Thousands of thoughts come to mind in this dusk, and the voices of all things lament in the bleak morning. The thrush was still singing last night, and the grass had begun to wither. Besides, as a stranger from afar, I will naturally have a lot of hardships and bitterness.
2. The flat forest is misty, and the cold mountain area is sad and blue.
Bodhisattva Man Lin Ping Mo Yan Ruzhi Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The flat forest is misty, and the cold mountain area is compassionate. When the color enters a tall building, someone upstairs is sad.
The jade steps stand empty, and the birds fly quickly. Where is the return trip? Long pavilion with short pavilion. (Even a short pavilion: a shorter pavilion)
Explanation:
In the distance, the twilight smoke over the forest is shrouded in mist, still a sad green and blue. Night pervades the boudoir, and some people are alone upstairs. On the jade steps, looking at the sky stands. The homing bird flew away at the urging of homing. Where is my return trip? Only the long pavilion on the road is connected with the short pavilion.
3. Fenglin is red, smoky and blue, and full of gulls.
Youth Tour Lin Fenghong Evening Smoke Blue Song Dynasty: Jie Jiang
The maple forest is red and green, and the guests are full of gulls. In the past twenty years, homeless people have planted bamboo, and bamboo is still named after it.
The spring breeze hasn't arrived yet, and the autumn wind has come. I only wrote my life as a song.
Explanation:
Maple is red and smoke is green at dusk. Every day, we are faced with the gulls in Tingzhou, a water town that lives and works in peace and contentment, full of exile and sadness everywhere. I love bamboo, and I have been wandering for 20 years, borrowing the name of bamboo. The spring breeze has not yet blown out, the autumn wind has arrived, I am old, and I despise all dust. I just made my life experience into the songs of boatmen and fishermen.
4. Smoke fills the forest, the mountains are far away, and the bells and drums ring at dusk.
Tianxiang Luo Yanheng Lin Song Dynasty: He Zhu
Cooking smoke fills the forest, distant mountains sink, and bells and drums ring at dusk. Candles reflect the curtain, flies remind the machine, and * * * bitter cold autumn wind dew. Sleepless thinking about women, Qi Heying, and several anvil pestles. Disturbing the world's tired officials, life is old.
In those days, drunkards were conceited, called Dong Jun, and paid with spring. Wandering in the north road, visiting Nanpu, I hate no one to talk to. Lai Yue Ming, who once knew this old place. If you follow the clouds, you will leave in your dreams.
Explanation:
Smoke enveloped the Woods, the sunset fell into the distant mountains, and the bells and drums sounded intermittently in the evening. Candlelight shining on the window seems to remind us that everyone hates the dew in the clear autumn. Those poor homesick women who can't sleep send an anvil in the wind and insects. The sound alarmed the tired travelers wandering around the world, only to find that it was the end of another year.
I used to be conceited because of drunkenness, thinking that the god of spring had paid for the beauty of March. Unexpectedly, I wandered around North Road all the year round, sometimes leaving Nanpu by boat, and no one poured out my deep thoughts. Rely on the bright moon to know where she went in the past, bring her to me and send her there.
The leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward.
On the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
Explanation:
It is very sad that there are birds hovering on the river with clear water and white sand. Endless trees are rustling leaves, and endless Yangtze River is rolling in. Sad to autumn, I feel that Wan Li has been wandering all the year round and has been sick all his life. Today, he is alone on the high platform. After a lot of hardships, white hair is full of temples, and the cup is hanging.
6. Who has a beautiful poem about mountain scenery?
1, hiking in late autumn
Tang Dynasty: Cen Can
The tired horse was sleeping on the long hillside, and the sun had set on the water.
The autumn wind in the mountains blew into the open forest, and the leaves rustled as if someone had entered the forest.
It is raining cold in the boundless sky, and there is no dust on the bluestone road.
Tens of millions of thoughts come to mind in this dusk, and all the voices are sad in this bleak morning.
The chi was barking last night, and Hui had already begun to wither.
Besides, a stranger who travels far away will naturally have a lot of hardships and bitterness.
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Tired horses are sleeping on the long hillside, and the sun has fallen to the water. The autumn wind in the mountains blew into the open forest, and the leaves rustled as if someone had entered the forest. Cold rain began to fall in the boundless sky, and there was no dust on the bluestone pavement.
Thousands of thoughts come to mind in this dusk, and the voices of all things lament in the bleak morning. The thrush was still singing last night, and the grass had begun to wither. Besides, as a stranger from afar, I will naturally have a lot of hardships and bitterness.
2. Sudong Palace
Song Dynasty: Lin Bu
Akiyama is endless, and Qiu Si is endless.
Red leaves flow in the blue stream and white clouds flow in the green forest.
In the shade of a bird, the crystal falls and the cicada scatters.
This night, banana rain, who smells the pillow.
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Dida in autumn is so beautiful that it is difficult for me to visit one by one. The big mountain washing in autumn aroused my infinite reverie, and it was even more difficult to shape all the pens one by one. You see, the green mountain stream and the rush of spring bring pieces of red leaves; Over the lush forest, white clouds are floating everywhere. A bird flew from nowhere and rushed into the shade; As the sun sets, cicadas all over the mountain are constantly chirping.
I think, this wonderful night, the rain hits the banana, and the sound is so sweet; Who will listen carefully and think with me on the pillow?
3. Miscellaneous poems in the mountains
Southern and Northern Dynasties: Wu Jun
The mountain and the sky are connected into clouds, and the afterglow of the sunset can be seen from the cracks in the bamboo forest.
Birds fly happily to the eaves and white clouds float out of the window.
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Where the mountains meet the sky, the clouds are lingering, and the sunset can be seen from the cracks in the bamboo forest. Birds fly happily to the eaves, and white clouds float out of the window gently.
Step 4 go hiking
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds. (Deep work: living place)
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
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Along the winding path up the mountain, deep in the white clouds, there are people. I stopped the car because I like the late autumn scenery in Fenglin. Maple leaves dyed with autumn frost are more colorful than spring flowers in February.
5. Wang Yue
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.
The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.
Layers of white clouds, cleaning the gully on the chest; The flat bird flew into the eye socket.
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
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How majestic is Mount Tai? Walking out of Qilu, you can still see Qingfeng. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful scenery, and Shannan separates morning and evening. Layers of white clouds, clean up the gullies in the chest; Go back to the birds and fly into the eyes of the scenery. We must climb to the top of Mount Tai, overlooking the mountains, full of lofty sentiments.
7. What poems describe "Jingshan"?
1, at the end of the fireworks, find a pure land, watch the prosperity fall, listen to the birds, and lean on your ears. Quiet mountain forests, open up one side of the water and soil, enjoy one side of the sky, smell one side of Lin Qing, and let him die. Find an uninhabited valley, build a wooden house, pave a bluestone path, and feel at ease with you in the morning bell and dusk drum.
2. Quiet mountain forest, open up one side of the water and soil, enjoy one side of the sky, smell a piece of clear forest, and watch the bloom flowers fall with you.
At this time, the spring is bright, the spring breeze is blowing, everything is comfortable, and birds are singing in it. This is a great spring breeze. At this time, when you are in the mountains, find a quiet place, take a pot of good wine and drink it, and worship the sky and the beautiful world with wine.
Time changes with the rising sun and rain and dew. I am wandering in this long journey, trying to find the flavor. In midsummer, everything is beautiful, some are picked up and some are forgotten. Finally, they all touched every beam of light in this generation's summer. Deep blue shines in the moonlight, and the quiet mountain forest is cold in the bath. I don't know where I am or whether the world is right or wrong.
The moonlight is faint, and a deep and shallow dark green is outlined in the dense forest. The air is so silent that even the sound of insects can't be heard. Only the occasional wind passing over the grass tips cuts out subtle sounds in the forest. If there is no sound, the whole mountain forest will be deeper. It was so quiet that no one passed by.
6. I want to go for a walk in the forest alone, where it is very quiet and I can piece together my feelings. I want to be there, forget you, practice alone and sleep without you.
7. You said you like quiet, and I gave up the noisy life for you; You said that you like to be alone, and I will accompany you to live in seclusion in the mountains; You said you wanted a bright star, sorry! It's too high for me to reach!
8. Many years later, if I go to Siguniang Mountain, it will not be quiet in the forest, but just a hole in the cliff. After many years, if I go wandering, it is not for the beauty of mountains and rivers, but for you along the way.
9. Deep mountains and dense forests, the tree-lined mountain roads on both sides are covered with thick pine needles. In the afternoon, the sun emits a pungent smell of turpentine, and birds occasionally make clear calls like shadows.
10, the wind is clear and the clouds are light, with clear water and green mountains. People who cross the gorge are not born. Look at the size of heaven and earth and the complexity of trees. I can't stand it. A bird sings. Talking about the sky and talking about the land, I don't know who my confidant is.