Recalling three poems of Jiangnan
The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar. When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss 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 come again?
Jiang Nanyi, followed by martial arts; Wu Yi cup of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dance lotus drunk. We'll meet again sooner or later!
Jiangnan spring
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
Meet Li Guinian at the lower reaches of the river.
In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times.
Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.
Looking south, freshen up. "
After washing, I boarded the river pavilion alone and leaned against the bar to stare at the river. Thousands of ships passed by, and no one expected to appear. Broken-hearted Baipingzhou.
Look at Jiangnan, detached from Taiwan Province's works
Spring is not old, the wind is fine and the willows are oblique. Try to see it on the detached stage, half the city is full of flowers. Fog and rain darken thousands of people.
After a cold meal, I woke up but felt uncomfortable. Don't miss the old country for the old friend, try new tea with new fire. Poetry and wine use time.
Bodhisattva-level people
Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists should stay in Jiangnan until they are old. The spring water is greener than the sky, and tourists can sleep on the boat listening to the rain. The women selling wine in Jiangnan restaurant are all very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow. Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home.
Bodhisattva-level people
Now I recall the benefits of Jiangnan, when the wind was young, the spring clothes were floating and the manners were graceful. I rode my horse in Damascus and leaned against the bridge. The women on the ground were conquered by my heroism.
The boudoir barrier twists and turns, setting off the deep, which is where I am intoxicated. Now if I can be like that again, I won't want to come back until I'm old.
Manjianghong late spring
I live in the south of the Yangtze River, and I have had a cold food. In the flower garden, there are some storms and some chaos. The red powder darkens with the running water, and the garden gradually feels clear and dense. Every year, the Erythrina flowers fall, and the cold is weak.
The yard was quiet and empty. There is nothing to say, nothing to worry about. I am afraid of stray Inging and Swallow, and I know the news. There is no trace of colorful clouds. Teach people, be ashamed to go upstairs, be flat and green.
Looking at the south of the Yangtze River, dreaming far away.
Idle dreams are far away, and flowers bloom in the south. The strings on the boat are on the river, and the city is light and dusty. Kill the flower watcher!
Idle dreams are far away, and the south is clear in autumn. Thousands of miles away, the cool color is far away, the boat is deep in the reeds, and the flute is on the moon floor.
Send Du XIV to Jiangnan.
Jason Wu is the hometown connected with water, and you are going to Chunjiang.
Where the sails sail at sunset, the horizon breaks people's intestines.
The nearest flower
Dream of entering the smoky waterway in the south of the Yangtze River, traveling in the south of the Yangtze River, and never meeting the people who left. I have nothing to say when I sleep, but I feel disappointed and dumbfounded.
If you want to make good use of this love letter, you will find that there is no evidence in the end. However, relying on the slow string songs, I broke my heart and Qin Zhenglie.
Jiangnanchun Miao Bo
The waves are endless, Liu Yiyi. The grass in the lonely village is far away, and the apricot flowers fly in the setting sun. Jiang Nanchun was completely heartbroken, and Pingman Tingzhou people did not return.
Salix wangjiangnanensis
Willow in Jiangnan, the leaves are small and not cloudy. Rayon is light and flexible, and Yinger thinks that the branches are too tender to sing. Save it for spring.
Fourteen-five, holding the pipa leisurely. Go up the stairs and down the stairs. Be careful when you meet each other. Besides, now.
intermittent drizzles (in the middle and lower reaches of the Chang Jiang River)
The residual rain is still dripping, and the low clouds go and stay.
Protect the young and pity the weak swallow, and call the women to laugh and sing the pigeons.
The rice was slippery at first, and the vegetables in the garden were picked and smoked.
Who knows that mud has no ankles, and there are guests asking for help?
intermittent drizzles (in the middle and lower reaches of the Chang Jiang River)
Hunkai looks at the fans, and the milk swallow returns to the late pink bamboo.
Wild horses fly in black, and the wind dances obliquely to scatter chickens.
At first, it was dripping, which hindered the pavilion and gradually flowed around the medicine cup.
There are two plows in the atrium near the beach.
intermittent drizzles (in the middle and lower reaches of the Chang Jiang River)
The rain curtain is ringing, and the plum yellow sky is lighter than autumn.
Insects are whispering on the grass mattress, and fish are upstream with money.
Wine soaked medicine seedlings heavy stone urn, wet books scattered into the mountain floor.
Yat sen villa took advantage of the fisherman's leisure to learn to take a fishing boat with a silk pole.
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Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs.
It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.
Langtaosha
10,000 miles from Caoqing Lake,
A person can walk in Huang Meiyu.
Worried about not seeing the beach at night,
The sound of the wind crossing the dark waves and hitting the ship.
intermittent drizzles (in the middle and lower reaches of the Chang Jiang River)
Nanjing Xipu Road, April ripe Huangmei.
Zhan Zhan arrived at the Yangtze River, and the drizzle came.
Hair is sparse and easy to wet, and clouds are dense and difficult to open.
Unexpectedly, Longxi, vortex shore home.
intermittent drizzles (in the middle and lower reaches of the Chang Jiang River)
Myrica rubra fruit set is rainy, the sky is vast and boundless, and the time is only late spring.
I am so worried that I can't sleep at night. Monkeys cry at night, and good dreams easily wake chickens.
Rain and fog spread from a corner of the sea to the end of the Antarctic, and Jiang Tao flooded the ferry from the north with a bang.
White clothes are dyed by plum rains in the south of the Yangtze River, but not by the dust in Beijing.
Ding Fengbo
Weeds are not spring, cuckoos are old friends.
Why don't you go home and live? Plum rains and pomegranate flowers leave your soul.
The ministers in the front hall and the women in the deep hall are all wearing robes and red scarves.
The rise and fall of Mo Wen today. Listen, in front of flowers, feathers are ashamed.
intermittent drizzles (in the middle and lower reaches of the Chang Jiang River)
The water can only flow again when the hedge is rooted day after day.
After my illness, I was lazy, but I was tired of drinking tea.