Gurgling
chányuán
The way the water flows slowly
The cold mountains turn green, and the autumn water gurgls every day. ——Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, "Wangchuan Residence Presented to Pei Xiu Caidi"
湪
tuàn
The name of water.
湪
nuǎn
The same as "渜" in ancient times, hot water, especially the water used for bathing.
溺湪, I think it was written by mistake, the correct one is 溺湁.
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Gurgling Rongrong means to explain the rippling appearance of waves.
Explanation of the meaning of "Juanjuan"
Qinglu can be seen. Definition: Water is clear. Jian: photo. It's so clear that you can see people's shadows.
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The mountains and ridges are towering, towering into the clouds, rolling and towering, standing tall and towering, side ridges, Tongshan Zhuozhao (bare mountain)
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Verse:
Nanyouyincao-Yu Dafu
The thirty-six majestic peaks of Wuyi and the nine-bend Qingxi River are different.
If you look at the landscape from a strange angle, the West Lake will look like a small family.
Like thunder.
It took all the effort of the pole-taker to make it up the flat boat, but it was so close that it could not get up.
The wind blows the sound of sheng and cranes on the mountain, and people in front of the mountain look at the screen of green clouds.
Penglai looked for Yaochi Road in vain, not knowing that there is a curtain pavilion in the world.
A song is heard in front of Jade Girl Peak, and the mist and mist of the servant girl's bun are making clear waves.
At night in the maple forest after tourists go there, the moon is full and the mountains are empty.
It is said that the immortal avoids Qin here and loves to follow the flowing water and clouds in a stream.
The flowers bloom and fall nowhere to be found, just like the flute being played on a moonlit night.
Thousands of feet tall to the sky and green walls to determine who will be cunning enough to insert the missing wood.
The immortals travel thousands of miles on the wind, and they cross a bridge like this.
There is a road leading to Wuchen at the top of the mountain. I want to find Wang Sun and ask.
Glancing towards the high point of Cangya, I saw tourists watching in twos and threes.
The huge stone pavilions are missing and many are missing, and the knowledge has been passed away for thousands of years.
The world is looking for Optimus Prime, but the wind and rain will blow it.
How many years have passed since the mountain came, and all kinds of strange things have remained the same.
Try to ask Mr. Jingshe, and it will be in front of Baoxi Bagua.
There are guests, emperors and teachers in the mountains, who sit on the fishing rock every day, reciting poems.
After all the mist, the supply is insufficient. When will Xi Bozai return?
Walking through the nine bends of the sky, I am looking for a better place to stay.
Going back to the boat now is like catching an arrow, not like getting on a boat when you came.
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First time in Wuyi--Li Shangyin
My dream has become new before I reach the famous mountains, with thousands of peaks rising from the ground and rugged jade.
The wind and rain blew through the Manting Pavilion all night, as if it were washing away the worldly dust with tourists.
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Taishan Ode (six poems)
Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
When I went to Mount Tai in April, the stone-level imperial road opened. Six dragons passed through ten thousand gorges, and the valleys followed them.
The horse tracks around the green peak are now covered with moss. The flowing water is flying and flowing, the water is rushing and the pine trees are mourning.
Looking at the strange peaks in the north, the cliffs collapse to the east. The cave door is closed with a stone fan, and thunder is stirred up from the ground.
Climb high and look at Pengying, imagining the gold and silver platform. The sky gate roars loudly, and the breeze comes from thousands of miles away.
There are four or five jade girls, swaying nine cores. With a smile, you draw your bare hands and leave me the cup of flowing clouds.
I feel ashamed that I am not an immortal. In the vast and small universe, it is so leisurely to abandon this world.
Ride a white deer at dawn and go straight to Tianmen Mountain. I met a feathered man on the mountainside, with square pupils and good looks.
Muluo wanted to speak, but she concealed herself and went to pass. I left my bird trace book floating among the rocks.
The characters are from ancient times, and I have no time to read them. Feeling these three sighs, I have not returned them as a disciple.
Look at the sun at ordinary times, raise your head to open and close, and your spirit will fly in all directions, as if you are out of heaven and earth.
The Yellow River comes from the west and flows gracefully into the distant mountains. Looking at the eight extremes from the cliff, my eyes will be free for as long as possible.
Occasionally, I am a young boy, with green hair and two maids. Sigh that I learned to be a celestial being late, and my beauty was wasted.
Hesitating and suddenly disappearing, the vastness is hard to catch up with.
After three thousand days of fasting, he wrote the Sutra. I gain something from chanting, and the gods protect my form.
The clouds are as strong as the wind, and they are as crazy as a feather. Climb up the cliff to see the sun, and lean over the threshold to peer into the eastern sky.
The color of the sea moves the distant mountains, and the rooster has already crowed first. The silver platform is reversed, and white waves turn over the long whale.
Get the elixir and fly high to Peng Ying.
Looking toward the northeast, there are two cliffs sandwiched between two rocks. The sea fell in front of me, and the sky turned green.
Thousands of peaks compete to gather together, and thousands of valleys are extremely fierce. The crane ascends to immortality, leaving no trace in the clouds.
The long pine trees enter Yunhan, and the distance is not full. The mountain flowers are different from the world, and the snow is white in May.
When the time comes finally, we will refine the jade liquid here.
Drink in the Queen Mother Pond in the morning and throw yourself into the Tianmen Tower in the dark. I play the green qin alone, walking through the green mountains at night under the moonlight.
The mountains will be white tomorrow, and the pines will be quiet at night and the wind will rest. Immortals travel to Bifeng, singing and singing everywhere.
Silent listening and entertaining Qinghui, jade is really even green. Imagine the dancing luan and phoenix, swaying the dragon's clothes.
I pick melons all day long, and I am in a trance, unable to remember my return. He raised his hand to find out the shallowness and climbed onto the loom by mistake.
In the morning, we will sit and miss each other, but we will fly away in the next morning.
Yin of Mount Tai
Xie Daoyun of Jin
The mountains in the east of E'e are high and beautiful, reaching into the sky.
The empty characters in the middle of the rock are lonely and mysterious.
If you are not a craftsman, you are not a craftsman. The clouds are natural.
What does the instrument look like? So I was asked to move again and again.
The word "death will last forever" can last for a long time.
Yin of Mount Tai
Jin Luji
Mount Tai is so high that it is so far away that it creates the heaven.
The sky is far away, and the clouds are thick and dark.
Liang’s father also had a pavilion, and there was also a pavilion in Haoli.
The quiet cens attracts thousands of ghosts, and the divine room gathers hundreds of spirits.
On the side of Mount Tai, there are long chants and impassioned sounds of Chu.
Taishan Yin
Xie Lingyun of the Southern Dynasties
Taizong Xiuweiyue, Cui Xi stabs the sky.
The mountain is so steep that it often moves when it touches a rock.
Climb to the altar of worship, descend to Zen and hide in awe.
Shi Wen He Ton Ai, Mingtang Secret Spirit Chapter.
Wang Yue
How is Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young.
The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dawn.
The clouds grow in the chest, and the returning birds enter the canthus.
You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will have a panoramic view of the mountains.
A ballad from Mount Lu is sent to Lu Shiyu in the virtual boat
Li Bai
I am a madman from Chu, and I sing and laugh at Confucius. Holding a green jade staff, he bids farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower. I never go far to find immortals in the Five Mountains, and I will spend my life traveling to famous mountains. The beauty of Lushan Mountain rises out of the South Douban, with nine folds of clouds spread out on the screen, and the shadows falling on the Minghu Lake are reflected in the blue and green light. There are two long peaks in front of the Golden Tower, and three stone beams hanging upside down from the Milky Way. The Xianglu Waterfall looks across from each other in the distance, and the cliff peaks reach the peak. Green shadows and red clouds reflect the morning sun, and birds cannot fly to Wu Tianchang. Climbing high and spectacular, between heaven and earth, the vast river will never return. The yellow clouds are moving thousands of miles, and the white waves are flowing over the snow-capped mountains. It is good for Lushan ballads, and it is popular because of Lushan. Peering into the stone mirror clears my heart, thanking the public for the green moss. If you take the pill early and have no worldly feelings, the three folds of the heart of the piano will be completed. I saw an immortal in the colorful clouds in the distance, holding a hibiscus towards Yujing. I'm sweating all over Jiugai in advance, and I'd like to take Lu Ao on a tour to Taiqing.
Looking at the Wulao Peak of Mount Lushan
Li Bai
The Wulao Peak in the southeast of Mount Lushan,
golden hibiscus is cut out of the blue sky.
The beautiful scenery of Jiujiang can be embraced,
I will nest the cloud pine trees here.
Wanglu Mountain Waterfall (Part 1)
Li Bai
Purple smoke comes from the incense burner in the sunshine,
Looking at the waterfall in front of the river in the distance.
Flying down three thousand feet,
It is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky.
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Qingxi
Wang Wei
When entering Huanghuachuan, every time you chase the green Stream.
There will be thousands of twists and turns along the mountain, and the journey will be endless.
The sound is noisy in the rocks, but the color is quiet deep in the pines.
The ripples of water chestnuts and water chestnuts are reflected in the clear water.
My mind is already idle, and the clear river is so peaceful.
Please stay on the rock, fishing will be over.
Shaxi Pavilion
Zhao Gu
The buildings are full of green wet clothes, and the stream flows around the bed among the bamboos.
Pedestrians should not envy the officials of the postal booths. They have grown old here.
Gushu Stream
Li Bai
I love this stream with its leisurely water.
Riding on the current is boundless.
Yangji is afraid of gulls.
Put the pole down to wait for fish food.
The waves turn over the shadow of Xiaoxia.
The shore is surrounded by spring mountains.
Where are the people?
The beauty is unknown.
The creek swells
Du Fu
At that time, at Huanhua Bridge, there was only more than a foot of water in the stream.
The white stone can be seen clearly, and there is a car in the water.
Autumn and summer suddenly overflow, how can we just enter my house?
The dragon is also in a state of distress, as are the turtles and fish.
The morning is already half gone, and the way back is sparse.
The horse neighed but did not dare to move. There was deep silt in front of it.
Touma in Qingqingwu, there are books scattered on the bed.
Unexpectedly, it rains in the distant mountains, and it will be like that again at night.
When I traveled to the city, I took a rest at Bi Village Market.
I know that I have been a traveler for a long time and miss my home all day long.
Visit the Yue River
Zheng Shao
The stream is green and the sound of the ape cuts off the worries of visitors.
There are fishing boats in the fishing pond, and a lonely boat in Yuepu.
When you visit the mooring, you will see fireworks, and when you are lost, you will watch the bullfighting.
Tonight, I feel so nostalgic that I forget my worries even when I am drunk.
The river is full of red
Hong Shi
After the deep spring rain, the stream water swelled and the green waves overflowed.
Every year, the poplars are blowing catkins and the grass is green.
The body gets old easily in the fleeting time, and it is hard to find Huaian when it wakes up from dreams.
Counting six points, five points of spring scenery are taken off, only one is left.
The wild geese and ducks are quiet, and the document is finished.
The fun outside the dust is like the sun in the pot.
The Xilan Pavilion repairs the evil spirits, and the outskirts of the city have angrily homes.
The jade and pearls are whistling and chanting together, and the angry and thirsty tiger is especially peaceful.
When I was drunk, dark dust flew from the beam, leaving no trace.