3. Nagato, Qinghai, a dark snowy mountain overlooking the lonely city of Yumenguan. Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned. -"Joining the Army" Wang Changling
4. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"
5. Say goodbye to the colorful clouds in Bai Di, a thousand miles away in Jiangling. 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 "The First Delivery of Baidicheng"
6, frost night, Jiang Feng fishing and sleeping. Therefore, in Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell rang the passenger ship at midnight. -Zhang Ji is a night stop near Fengqiao.
The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat. Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily. On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine. Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! . -Du Fu's "The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army"
8. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! -Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci"
9, the lake is full of moonlight, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate. -Liu Yuxi's "Looking at Dongting"
10, an old friend stayed in the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. Lonely sails are far away, the blue sky is full, and the Yangtze River flows in the sky —— Li Bai's Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou
1 1, the lake here in August is an air with heaven. Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang. I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. When I sit here and watch a fisherman throw a hook, I envy his catch in vain. -Meng Haoran's A Letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang
12, Jieshi looks at the sea in the east. The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea. Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging. The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean. A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire. -Cao Cao's Looking at the Sea
13, west of Jiating, north of Gushan Temple, with gentle water level and low cloud feet. A few early warblers compete for warm trees, whose new swallow pecks at spring mud? Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. -Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
14, the water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate. -Su Shi's Rain after Drinking on the Lake.
15, Huayang fell to the ground, and Wendaolong crossed Wuxiguan. I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang. -Li Bai, "I heard that Wang Changling moved to Longbiao, and sent this. "
16, Jun asked that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool at night. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. -Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night
17, smoke cage, cold water, moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant. Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river. -Du Mu's Bo Qinhuai
18, a long time ago, the place where the Yellow Crane carried the saints to heaven, now only the Yellow Crane Tower is left. The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years. Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass. But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves. -Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao
2. What are the poems about places of interest? 1. Tianmen disconnects the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River. -Tang Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain"
2. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. Make further progress —— Reading the Heron House by Don Wang Zhihuan
Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains are short in the sky. -Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
4. Flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days-Tang Libai's "Looking at Lushan Waterfall"
5. A spring river, a romantic figure through the ages-stone "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia"
6. Have you noticed how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return? -Tang Li Bai's "Into the Wine"
7. After leaving the Qiantang landscape, I don't drink much, and I'm too lazy to recite poems. -Tang Bai Juyi's Return to Hangzhou.
8. Yuhang extends in all directions, and the state is next to Zhenhu Lake in Qingshan County. -Tang Bai Juyi's Yuhang Sheng Xing
9. The peaks and peaks open a palm, and the Zhu sill extends several times. -Hu Title Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou
10. Go on the road, cross the rock bamboo and flow into Siquan. -Hu's "Tianzhu Temple on Hangzhou"
1 1. The desert river is beyond the sky, in the back room. -Tang Zhenggu's Climbing Hangzhou City
12. Zhejiang has a long green sea, and stormy waves turn day and night. -Tang Xu Ning's Zhejiang Taoguan
13. I occasionally went out of Penglai via Di Qing, and my swords and halberds spread all over nine places. -Tang Luyan's Shaoxing Daohui
14. The sun is dim on the sand, and half the sails are wet. -Don Lulun's Crossing Zhejiang
15. The romantic style is Qiantang Temple, and you can see peony without stepping on the world of mortals. -Peony Hu in Kaiyuan Temple, Hangzhou
3. Plum Blossom (Song Dynasty) is an ancient poem about places of interest. Numerous fragrant flowers in Lin Bu sway to the small garden, occupying all the amorous feelings: the shadows are shallow, and the faint fragrance floats in the dusk of the month.
Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms. Fortunately, there is a micro-song, and there is no need for sandalwood * * * golden plum blossom (trilogy record 1) (Song). The smoke scene in Lin Bu's small garden is bleak, and Leng Xiang's musk deer umbilical.
The lake peeps and the eaves slant into low branches. When painting a topic, look at it when you have time. When poetry is vulgar, you don't ask for a story.
I am ashamed to know that an oriole is like a butterfly, but I only know that spring is in Taoxi. (Lin Bu lived in seclusion in Hangzhou Gushan) and traveled to Beishan with his roommates until the day (Song). In Fan Chengda, the mountains were the same color, the lakes were flat and foggy.
The snow in Leng Yun is low, and the solar terms are quiet and sad. Bamboo and cypress stand tall, and the Puhe River does not rest.
You know your feet are thin, and you are very resistant to swimming. Liu Zaoqing (Song Dynasty) was frightened by the night crane.
Fragrant floating moss, jade points ice branches. The ancient meaning is high, the valley is empty and the mountains are deep.
The heart knows. Drunk dancing and lace hat pressing.
Love the lonely mountain, the snow has passed through Chu Qing, when will the bright moon still live? Slight crimson lips and faint fragrance (Song Dynasty) Wang Xue traces deep, the north branch sleeps, and the south branch wakes up.
The fragrance is thin and the shadow is thin, and loneliness is overwhelming. Jade ice poses form a landscape.
Chanting on the railing, the moon is bright and the stream is quiet, recalling Lin Hejing's past. Gu Xue Shan Mei (Ming) Lingqu cold frozen wood heard at the end of the morning, Gu Shan is better than Pi Tu.
The loss of jade bird's nest is hard to recognize, and the crane doesn't bark in an empty cage. I met Bloom Veron, but Jiao Mo has fallen to the West Lake.
It's sunny until dusk, so I don't need to carry it with me. Liu Zaoqing's Biegu Mountain (Qing Dynasty) and Plum Blossoms on The Last Month Of Summer Island.
The old houses in Gong Lin are full of smoke and water. There are no clouds in Wan Li on a moonlit day, and the wind is clear and it doesn't rain, so whose fragrance will fall?
As soon as Mr. Wang saw the city, he remembered those wonderful flowers in spring when he said goodbye. In summer, the fish sank and the geese in Qiu Lai wandered, so I paid for it. The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.
If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate. -Su Dongpo Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old.
At sunrise, the river is red as fire, and in spring, the river is green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?
Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou. Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion.
When will you revisit? -Bai Juyi and Feng Xun, the willows are faint, the green hills are gloomy, and Jiang Shuiping is laughing; Thinking about the past and looking at the starry sky, people lean on the broken bridge and travel west, and the moon shadow is drunk and tender.
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent.
-(Southern Song Dynasty) Lin Sheng Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" West Lake Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
Drinking Chu Qing on the lake, Su Shi's water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.
Seeing Lin Zifang [Song] and Yang Wanli off in Jingci Temple, after all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at 4 June. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
Su Shi's poem "Pan-West Lake at Night" said: lush vegetation, boundless water, lotus Ye Xiang. Watch the lights gradually come out of the temple in the distance, and wait until the moon gets dark to see the lake.
Su Shi's poem "Opening the West Lake": A great man does not ask for much, but seeks complacency. Let the turtles and fish return to green and clean, and be willing to let Xiao Wei stop the slope ahead.
Once a good thing can be inherited, a 100-foot cliff can still be ground. The stars in the sky are also happy, and the golden waves are bathed in the moonlight.
Ouyang Xiu's poem "West Lake": Han Han's fragrance disappears, and the paintings float, reminding you of Yangzhou. I want to exchange the twenty-four bridge months for the ten-year autumn of the West Lake. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang The West Lake Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. Drinking Chu Qing on the lake, Su Shi's water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate. Seeing Lin Zifang [Song] and Yang Wanli off in Jingci Temple, after all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at 4 June.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. Su Shi's poem "Pan-West Lake at Night" said: lush vegetation, boundless water, lotus Ye Xiang.
Watch the lights gradually come out of the temple in the distance, and wait until the moon gets dark to see the lake. Su Shi's poem "Opening the West Lake": A great man does not ask for much, but seeks complacency.
Let the turtles and fish return to green and clean, and be willing to let Xiao Wei stop the slope ahead. Once a good thing can be inherited, a 100-foot cliff can still be ground.
The stars in the sky are also happy, and the golden waves are bathed in the moonlight. Ouyang Xiu's poem "West Lake": Han Han's fragrance disappears, and the paintings float, reminding you of Yangzhou.
They all want to exchange twenty-four bridge months for ten hectares of autumn in the West Lake, and let them stay in front of the cup and travel together.
4. What are the ancient poems about places of interest in Guangxiao Temple-[Ming] Xu Qiushi: Baiyun invited me, and the first day was full of empty valleys.
The dew is cold and the flowers are cold, and the blue and green are as clean as paper. When the clock moved, the birds were frightened and crowed on the tallest wood.
The grass is deep and the people are sparse, and the door of Songying Temple is green. -[Qing] Zheng Xiulou: June is happy, watching step by step.
The shadow of the temple gate creek, the top of the Buddha is cold. The banana monk sleeps in peace, and the lotus guest sits in peace.
Ten years away from the pure land, I was disappointed with the old Confucian crown. Kaiyuan Temple returned in the last years of Kaiyuan-[Song] Lu You's white-haired scholar did not cherish himself, and Tianya was also an official.
The smoke in Xiqiao is too light to feel the spring, and the flowers in the wild temple are too late to feel the spring. When you climb a mountain, you think it's warm weather, but after you get sick, you fall into a pottery towel.
However, your whole life, looking back at the rock gate, sighed. Visit the little broken academy in Nantayuan and take a leisurely trip as a staff member.
Deep springs rinse holes, and the courtyard repairs static bamboo. The sick bones are as cold as washing, and it is too late to go home.
The boat is too light to carry stones, and Sha Ou is a mess of leaves. Yongkaiyuan Temple-[Ming] Xiong Ming is in a stream tide, with heavy rain and waves, and the west wind is cold.
The tower shadow is green and bright, and the bell is far and near. Generations of soldiers have opened the sea, and the wine is now on the beach.
Recalling the early spring scenery in Jiangnan, Yimei looked at the horse's head one by one. Note: Kaiyuan Temple (at the foot of Zizhi Mountain in the south of the city) was originally named Linquan Temple, which was built in the Jin Taikang period (about 280 years) and rebuilt in the Tang Kaiyuan period and renamed Kaiyuan Temple.
According to legend, it used to be Lu Meng's former residence, and later people donated money to build a temple. Baiyun Temple (south of the city) Baiyun Fan Chong Temple-[Tang] Xu Hong stepped over the landmark and saw the green hills.
I wonder how many people can know the outside world. Baiyun Temple-[Ming] Su Lang comes to finger meditation in his spare time, and the meditation room is deep.
Trees and mountains muddy into rain, and streams and towers are full of smoke. There is still a taro fire beside the stone bank, and a tea spring is boiled in the forest.
The old monk accompanied him to find poems, and he was relaxed all over. Shengshan Temple (in the south of the city)-[Song] Yang Yishan is close to Guo, and the ancient victory is charming.
The golden statue is hidden in the fog, and the flying spring splashes the stone ladder. The valley in the sky is closed, and the tower shadows are chaotic.
Take this after riding a thousand times and find a lonely quinoa stick. Jingci Temple (in the release pool) titled Jingci Temple in the release pool-[Qing] Zheng Xiulou's bamboo sound is still there, and the deserted temple shines on the stream.
The empty temple gathers yellow leaves, and the monk is bald. There are no birds in the kitchen, but there is a monument to moss.
Seeing Buddha in the dust, my life can rest. Title Jingci Temple-[Qing] Zhu Who will make strange sentences at the mouth of the town, and will faint after reading the wind and frost.
There is faith in the soil, but there is no snow in the cold. Every family meets an isolated tower, and the peak smoke is a village for ten years.
Why not get drunk when you are happy? There is no need to talk about it. Alone in Jingci Temple, I remember-[Qing] No geese arrived at Xuqiu Stone Garden, and the autumn was deep.
Cool bamboos are scattered all over the floor, but the sunset is far away. In the quiet period, the wind leaves are blocked, and the drunken ink and rain moss invade.
When I am silent, I will live with you in Biling. Jingci Temple sent envoys to find bamboo paths, and lay in the shade of clouds at night to Bixi.
The red leaf building languishes on the willow bank, and the white-headed monk talks about the sunset dike. The orchid is far away, and there are no flowers and birds singing in the jungle.
Only passionate grass color, teenagers go to Shanxi. Traveling in the release pool with Copperfield, gloomy and wild.
Sound of spring chaos, guests to surprise cicada. The deep forest does not distinguish the rain, and the distant village suddenly becomes smoke.
I want to visit Zhigong, and I want to sleep on the sofa. Liancheng West-[Qing] Zheng Xiulou, the moon on the sand, was once idle at the Fuchun River.
Thousands of miles away, a nephew, an uncle and two blue shirts. Meixian Mountain (in the south of the city.
According to legend, Wei Meifu in Nanchang cultivated immortals here in the Han Dynasty, hence the name) Danqing Pavilion (at the foot of Zizhi Mountain) passed Danqing Pavilion-[Ming] Li Mo passed Xiange again to listen to the autumn sounds, and the orange pomelo was green and bright. Just like a stream when a few seats, elegant spring rhyme mixed with spring sheng.
It's sunny for a few days, and it's sunny for a thousand peaks of cool rain. News Qinzhou new don't drive, dogwood inserted all recall brothers.
Xiecuo Ancestral Hall in Zizhi Street: The name of Feishui is the first, and Dongshan Yixing is unparalleled. Wuzhong Temple Door Union in Zizhi Street: Merit shines in the Northern Song Dynasty, and Taoism enlightens southern Fujian.
The door meeting of Kuiba Academy in Wenchang Pavilion of Komatsu Temple: Kuiba will shine from Yunlong and gather five stars to soar. Even the title of Lady's Tomb Lady's Tomb [Qing] Yamanashi Yue of Zheng Xiulou traced the adherents, and all of them were robbed that year.
For thousands of years, Don Juan stayed in the cemetery, and thousands of people bowed to their wives. There are often stars in the sky, and the ancient monuments shed tears and have no dust.
How many men are there in the pavilion, who is like a boudoir? Drum tower horizontal plaque: (south) Xiongzhen Nantian (north) Enying Arctic Tanabata (that is, Drum Tower)-[Ming] Xie Chaozong: This day became a high shelf and boarded another year.
The building chases the silver watch, and the eaves meet the magpie bridge. A wise gentleman.
Odes from a thousand years ago. Jia Shang has made achievements since the day, but he has heard of it and leaked it into the DPRK.
Wang Shisanlang (Yan Zheng) Temple (in the city): I raped Surabaya and always beat the drums. What's the regret of losing weight today? Xiangyang sings white brass cymbals early.
The whole Wei government (city) and Wissing-[Qing] The sunset in Zoushan rises in the west, and the moon rises in the west, leaving Dongshan to worry. Glancing at the green iron chair, I was surprised at its desolation.
Kelu was once the capital of Weizhou, and Guizhou was Luokaishan. When the Great Wall swings, it exaggerates and attacks the family style at one time.
Hunting is better than Huang Huazhou's martial arts, strong enough to face the cloud of Hengshiling. Lingqi night volume pretty creek rain, Diao Dou knocking cold sound.
When the ship breaks down, it's too bad. Who will the bug blame? Dolphins and dogs are ashamed of their ancestors, and silver armor is dark and scorpion lizard carving.
Bao Dao is strewn at random, narrow and oblique. The long skirt with wide sleeves is very attractive, and the five steps are awkward.
The little enemy trembled, shrinking the pain of the big enemy, and knew that the catastrophe was disgusting. As a result, Wang Qijiao was happy to blossom everywhere, completely blowing green fire and phosphorus.
Killing birds and kites all over the sky is as disgusting as a tripod. I feel sad when I hear that I can be the king of refugees on an empty stomach.
Zhu Xi Zhu Dafu's home (in front of the mill in the city) door couplet: the main hall, a famous neo-Confucian in Huizhou, let the seven stars cross the right forehead and see the eyebrows. The display of the Big Dipper makes the scholar, a great scholar, live forever. Ziyang's pen looks back at his legacy and makes him feel peaceful.
2. Entering nave: The Eastern Zhou Dynasty moved and the main one went out, while the Southern Song Dynasty crossed and the scholars went out. Zhu Jinqi: Spring newspaper Nanqiao Chuandiecuixiang flies to Hanyuan, the moon cave is empty and suspicious, and Tang Xuezi makes up the spirit.
Zhu's poem "Between the Knife and the Pen of a Petty Official" was held by Zhu Mo. King's hymn: ancient and modern are wrapped in the chest, and God is in the pen.
Zhu's melon pavilion (in the south of the city)-[Qing] Zheng Xiulou has a thousand years of tangible vegetation, and the old one is a melon pavilion. Half an acre of smoke marks help sky blue, and the color of a peak tree is Fujian green.
It's the moon today, and I want to see Gan Kun wake up alone. I was ashamed to go to the Sage's Reading Room, and my head was slightly stunned for a while.
Root Spring Inscription-[Song] Zhu Xifeng's "Crane Foot Sun" squats. The depression in the hall and the belly of the garden are full of stains.
Tie it in the pavilion, moisten it in the valley, and replace it with your feet. Honest officials and beautiful customs are the blessings of building the people.
Spent the night in Yuxi, holding the lyre alone, crossing a stream, crystal clear.
5. Seek beautiful poems describing scenic spots. Look at Lushan Waterfall, Li Bai, Rizhao incense burner and purple smoke, and look at Qianchuan Waterfall.
On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. The Yellow Crane Tower, the place where the Yellow Crane carried the saints to heaven a long time ago, Cui Hao, is now the only place left.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years. Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, the twilight was boundless, and the waves of the river were filled with sad mist! When Li Bai climbed the Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing, he used to play with the Phoenix here, so this place was named after them, but now he abandoned it to this desolate river. Martial arts flowers were laid on deserted paths, and the number of relatives and friends in the Jin Dynasty has become a famine.
The mountains are shrouded in clouds, such as blue sky, and the river is divided into two. There is always a traitor in power, like covering the sky, and Chang' an is depressed when he can't see it.
The majestic Du Yuetai Mountain! ? 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.
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, birds fly back and forth before my nervous eyes ... trying to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
The king's mountains cover the day, and the ocean drains the golden river. By going up one flight of stairs, look further.
Stepping out of Xiamenxing (watching the sea), Cao Cao faced the eastern Jieshi to watch the sea. The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging. The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.