Dongting Lake Poetry in Spring 1. Dongting Lake Poems in Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter
Spring 1 Tu Jinling Weizhuang Jiang Yufei Jiang Caoqi, the Six Dynasties like a dream bird in the air.
Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage. Poetry and prose show that the spring rain on the river leaves grass on the shore, and the past of the Six Dynasties is like a dream, leaving only the birds in spring crying sadly.
The most ruthless thing is weeping willows outside, and building a ten-mile long embankment is like a light smoke. Appreciation of poetry and prose? This is a poem mourning the monuments of the Six Dynasties.
The first sentence of the poem is about the rainy scene in Jinling, which exaggerates the atmosphere; Writing about the past of the Six Dynasties is like a dream, and Taicheng has long been ruined; Three or four sentences write that the scenery remains the same and the world has changed. Touching the scene, borrowing money from the scene, hurting the present.
The language is implicit and the mood is infinitely sentimental. Wei, Xixi Chuzhou, alone pity the quiet grass, orioles sing trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.
Poetry shows that I like the weeds growing by the river very much, so quiet and interesting; Deep in the forest along the river bank, there is a constant cry of orioles, which is so euphemistic and beautiful. Because of the spring rain in the evening, the river flows more rapidly like the tide; In the dusk of the wilderness ferry, no one crossed the river, only the boat floated alone by the river.
Appreciation of Poetry and Prose This poem depicts the late spring scenery seen by the author when he visited Xijiang River in spring. Describing the actual scene of the rural ferry is also an image portrayal of the poet's situation and mood at that time, revealing a touch of sadness.
3 Jinguyuan Du Mu is prosperous and fragrant, and the water is ruthless. The birds groaned, and night came with the sound of the east wind; Falling flowers are as beautiful as green beads falling from upstairs.
Poetry and prose explain the prosperous past, which has disappeared like incense dust; The running water is ruthless, and the weeds greet the spring with green every year. The bird cried sadly, and in the evening, it came with the sound of the east wind; Flowers are falling one after another, just like appreciating the poem of the beauty of the green pearl who fell from the building. The poet passed by the ruins of Jinguyuan in Shi Chong, a rich man in the Western Jin Dynasty, and hung his ancient feelings.
The previous sentence says that the prosperity of Jinguyuan in the past is gone forever; The second sentence says that although the personnel are absent, the scenery is different; Three or four sentences are emotional, and listening to birds sounds like sadness; Seeing the falling flowers on the ground, I thought of Shi Chong's concubine, Lvzhu, who committed suicide by jumping off a building. Every sentence is about scenery, and every level must be in-depth. There are people in the scene and there are feelings in the scene.
Writing about scenery is meaningful, lyrical and sad. Summer 1 A farmhouse on the Wei River Tang is on a country road with the sun slanting, and cattle and sheep go home along the path.
A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy. Pheasant [sentence] wheat seedlings are embroidered, silkworm moths are sleeping, peeling mulberry leaves.
Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially. No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .
The poem explains that the sunset shines on the fence of the village market, and the grazing cattle and sheep return to the deep alley. An old man in the village leaned against the firewood door with a cane.
A shepherd boy is waiting to go home after grazing. In the wheat field with blooming ears, there are pheasants.
Mulberry leaves are sparse, and silkworms can spin silk. Farmers who come back from the fields carry hoes and greet each other when they meet.
This is the scene. How can I not envy the tranquility of seclusion, recite the poem of "decline", intend to retire but can't do so, and my mood is inevitably chaotic and melancholy.
Appreciation of Poetry When the sun sets, night falls, the afterglow of the setting sun reflects the village (the market falls), and the cattle and sheep returning to the pasture flock to the village lane. The old man missed his grandson who went to graze, and was waiting for his return outside Chai Men on crutches.
In the sound of the pheasant, the wheat has sprouted, and the silkworm who has eaten enough mulberry leaves begins to sleep. The harvest year is just around the corner, and the farmers returning from Hoho meet each other and talk about their daily life with emotion.
This beautiful scenery reminds the poet of the fatigue of official infighting, and he feels how peaceful and comfortable it is to live in such a rural area. I can't help singing "Decline, Decline, Hu Bugui?" In the Book of Songs. It's dark, it's dark, why don't you go home? ) poems, indicating his interest in rural life after retirement. Wang Wei is proficient in music, calligraphy and painting, and has profound artistic accomplishment; Su Dongpo commented that there are paintings in his poems and poems in the paintings.
The above poem can be said to be an idyllic painting. 2 "Night Yellow Sand Road Xijiang Moon" Song Xin Qi Ji Mingyue surprises magpies, and the breeze chirps at midnight.
The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year.
In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge. The poem explains that the bright moon on the horizon rises to the treetops, scaring the magpies living on the branches.
The cool evening breeze seems to blow the cicadas in the distance. In the fragrant rice, people are talking about the harvest year, and there are waves of frogs in their ears, as if talking about the harvest year.
Light cloud flying, twinkling stars appear from time to time, there is a light rain in front of the mountain, and the poet wants to cross the stream from the bridge to hide from the rain. Where did the hut shop by the Woods near the Land Temple go before? Turning the corner, Maodian suddenly appeared in front of him. Appreciation of Poetry This is a poem by Xin Qiji, a poet in the Song Dynasty, chanting pastoral scenery.
Pay attention to the time and place when reading this word. The time is summer evening, and the place is a rural field with mountains and water.
This poem describes the familiar moon, birds, cicadas, frogs, stars, rain, shops and bridges, but the poet skillfully organizes this image, which makes us feel a kind of quiet beauty. On the surface, the first two sentences of Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon are about the wind, the moon, cicadas and magpies. But through the clever combination of the author, the result is unusual at ordinary times.
The magpie is flying around the oblique and abrupt branches, not hovering over the ordinary tree heads. Because of the bright moonlight, the magpie was awakened; Magpies flying in fright will naturally cause other branches to shake.
At the same time, cicadas have their own time to sing. The chirping at night is different from the neighing under the scorching sun. When the cool wind blows slowly, it is often very quiet.
In short, the words "surprised magpie" and "singing cicada" contain the silence in the movement and describe the scenery under the "breeze" and "bright moon" in the middle of the night, which is leisurely and charming. 3 "Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple" Song Yang Wanli After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake was different from that at four o'clock.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. The poem explains that it is June in the West Lake, and the scenery at this time is really different from the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.
The green lotus leaves are boundless, extending all the way to the distant place where water and sky meet. Under the sunlight, the lotus flower is particularly bright and bright red. Appreciation of Poetry The poet stopped at the West Lake in June to bid farewell to his friend Lin Zifang. The whole poem expressed his attachment to his friends by praising the beauty of the West Lake.
The poet said at the beginning, after all, the scenery of the West Lake in June is different from that in April.
2. Dongting Lake Poetry
There are many poems about Dongting Lake.
The author of Wang Dongting is Liu Yuxi, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. Its full-text poem is as follows: the lake is full of moonlight, and there is no wind on the pool surface.
Look at the Dongting landscape. There is a green snail in the silver plate. The moonlight and water color of Dongting Lake blend together, and the lake is as calm as an unpolished bronze mirror.
Looking at Dongting Lake from a distance, the landscape is as green as ink, like a green snail in a silver plate. The author of Rain in Xianyang is a writer in Tang Dynasty.
Its full-text poem is as follows: It rains heavily in xian yangqiao, and there are fishing boats in the air. Just like the spring water in Dongting, Xiaoyun enters Yueyang Day.
It is raining in Mao Mao in xian yangqiao, hanging in the sky like a huge curtain, and fishing boats on the river can be seen through the confused rain curtain. This is like the water color of Dongting Lake in the south of the Yangtze River in spring, and even the clouds after the rain will float to the sky in Yueyang City.
Zhang Yue, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, is the author of "Seeing the Beam in Dongting Mountain". Its full-text poem is as follows: Baling looks at the cave and autumn, and the water in the lonely peak rises day by day.
I heard that immortals can't meet, and their hearts are lingering with the lake. Looking at Dongting in Baling, autumn scenery can see Junshan floating alone on the water every day.
After I left you, it was like meeting a fairy, and my thoughts were as long as this vast lake. Li Bai, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, wrote "Traveling to Dongting with Uncle and Assistant after Drunk".
Its full-text poem is as follows: Good to see Junshan, good to disperse Hunan water. Baling didn't drink enough wine and got drunk together in the autumn of Dongting Lake.
Shovel off the standing Junshan Mountain in Dongting Lake and let the Hunan water flow freely. This endless lake is like endless wine, let's enjoy it and indulge in the autumn scenery in Dongting.
The author of To a Boy is Wen, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows: rivers and seas meet and hate many things, and autumn leaves have waves.
Wine night farewell Huaiyin city, the moon shines on tall buildings. Wandering in rivers and lakes, I regret meeting you late, but I hate too much. Yellow leaves are fluttering, the wind is blowing in Dongting, and my heart is surging.
A bosom friend is not drunk, so don't go to Huaiyin at night. I wish you success like Han Xin. The moon shines on tall buildings, and you are in a cheerful mood. Sing a life song "Song of the Wind". Li Bai, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, once wrote "Traveling in Dongting with Ye Lang, assistant minister of the punishments department of my uncle, and Jia Sheren, a Chinese calligrapher".
The full text of his ancient poems is as follows: Nanhu Lake is smokeless at autumn night and rides straight into the sky. Let Dongting Lake enjoy some moonlight on credit and enjoy the moon and drink happily.
The autumn water in the South Lake is cold at night without water mist, as if it can ride the water waves to the blue sky in the Milky Way. We went to the Moon Palace to buy Dongting Lake on credit, and then went to Bai Yunbian by boat to buy osmanthus wine.
The author of Smelling the Flute on a Spring Night is Li Yi, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows: the flute on a cold mountain calls for spring return, and the guests are moved to look at each other with tears.
Countless geese parked by the lake in the evening have been eager to fly north until dawn. The cold mountain plays the flute to call spring back to the earth, and the touched people can't help crying at each other.
The geese that have stopped at Dongting Lake for countless nights are eager to fly north before dawn. Zhang Wei, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, once wrote "Wandering with the King".
The full text of his ancient poems is as follows: Dongting in autumn and August, Xiaoxiang water flows north. The dream of returning to Wan Li is even more worrying.
You don't need to open a book, you should go to a restaurant. An old friend, Jing Luoman, will travel with you.
Dongting Lake in August is a school of autumn colors, and small water and ringing water slowly flow into the Dongting Lake in the north. I can't go home, I can only dream about my home thousands of miles away.
Travelling guests wake up from their dreams, feeling more lonely and sad. Don't open the cover of the book, just want to board the restaurant.
My friends are in Chang 'an and Luoyang. When can I swim with them? The author of My Unique Zong Yi is Liu Zongyuan, a writer in the Tang Dynasty.
The full text of his ancient poems is as follows: when the residual red is gone, the time is gloomy and tears flow across the river. The treacherous party, because the party did not leave the capital, lived more than 6 thousand miles away; I left Baiyue desolate, gaunt and poor for the rest of my life.
Guiling malaria forest, black clouds hanging white; Welcome to the beautiful future of Dongting with spring scenery and water and sky. Fang Wei depends on dreams, and acacia is willing to sleep on the pillow; Wandering in the dim light, the clouds seem to be real.
Translation of "Where Are You Going?" Human affairs, ghosts and lonely shadows are doubly hurtful; There are tears on the bank of Liujiang River, and the brothers are crying. The traitor left Beijing to seize power, temporarily avoiding six thousand miles away; Abandoned 12 years, gaunt and poor for the rest of my life.
Guiling is full of miasma in the mountains, and the dark clouds hang down a hundred epidemics; I'm glad to hear that Dongting is good and the water is bright and promising. The party only depends on Conan's dream, and acacia is willing to sleep; Fugue vaguely Jingmen, misty.
The author of Rain in Xianyang is a writer in Tang Dynasty. Its full-text poem is as follows: It rains heavily in xian yangqiao, and there are fishing boats in the air.
Just like the spring water in Dongting, Xiaoyun enters Yueyang Day. It is raining in Mao Mao in xian yangqiao, hanging in the sky like a huge curtain, and fishing boats on the river can be seen through the confused rain curtain.
This is like the water color of Dongting Lake in the south of the Yangtze River in spring, and even the clouds after the rain will float to the sky in Yueyang City. Zhang Bao of Dongting Lake was written by Meng Haoran, a writer in Tang Dynasty.
The full text of his poem is as follows: The lake here in August is in harmony with the sky. Another cloud passed through Yungu and Menggu, regretting Yueyang City.
I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.
In August, Dongting Lake rose almost as high as the shore, and the water and sky were the same. Yunmeng Ozawa's steam transpiration is in vain, and the stormy waves seem to shake Yueyang City.
I want to cross the lake, but I can't find the boat. I'm ashamed of the wise king in Ming Sheng's time. Sitting and watching how carefree the fishermen are, it's a pity that they can only have empty thoughts.
The author of "The Story of Climbing Yueyang Tower" is Chen, a writer in the Song Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows: Dongting is east of Jiangxi, and the curtain is quiet and the sunset is late.
Deng Wu and Shu divided the land horizontally and migrated the lakes and mountains to dusk. Wan Li road is still long, but it is more difficult than three years.
In the ancient wind and frost, the old wooden waves are infinitely sad. The magnificent Yueyang Tower stands east of Dongting Lake and west of the Yangtze River. At sunset, there is no night breeze. The signboard on the pavilion remains the same, boarding the border of Wu and Shu (Jingzhou) and wandering in the dusk of lakes and mountains.
To avoid war, I traveled for three years and Wan Li. What's my mood today? Going upstairs to pay homage to the ancients, my temples are like frost. Looking at the ancient trees in the distant mountains, there is infinite sadness. Twelve Summers of Climbing Yueyang Tower was written by Li Bai, a writer in the Tang Dynasty.
Its full-text poem is as follows: Yueyang is full of buildings, and the river is wide and wide. It breaks my heart to see geese flying south, and the distant mountains are in the title of a good month.
On the upper floor of the sky, stay in the chair and upload a glass of wine from the sky. The cool breeze rising after drunkenness, blowing the sleeves with the wind, we will return.
The translator climbed the Yueyang Tower, overlooking Shannan, Tian Yue, and got a panoramic view. The river flows into the vast distance, and Dongting Lake is endless.
Goose flies high, taking away the sad and depressed heart; The moon comes out of the mountain pass, and it seems that Junshan brings the happiness of reunion.
3. Poems describing Dongting Lake
The author of Wang Dongting is Liu Yuxi, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of this poem is as follows:
The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.
Look at the Dongting landscape. There is a green snail in the silver plate.
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On Dongting Lake, moonlight and water blend together, and the lake is as calm as an unpolished bronze mirror. Looking at Dongting Lake from a distance, the landscape is as green as ink, like a green snail in a silver plate.
The author of Rain in Xianyang is a writer in Tang Dynasty. The full text of this poem is as follows:
It is raining heavily in xian yangqiao, and there are fishing boats in the air.
Just like the spring water in Dongting, Xiaoyun enters Yueyang Day.
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It is raining in Mao Mao in xian yangqiao, hanging in the sky like a huge curtain, and fishing boats on the river can be seen through the confused rain curtain. This is like the water color of Dongting Lake in the south of the Yangtze River in spring, and even the clouds after the rain will float to the sky in Yueyang City.
Zhang Yue, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, is the author of "Seeing the Beam in Dongting Mountain". The full text of this poem is as follows:
As soon as Baling looks at the cave in autumn, the solitary peak rises day by day.
I heard that immortals can't meet, and their hearts are lingering with the lake.
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Looking at Dongting in Baling, autumn scenery can see Junshan floating alone on the water every day. After I left you, it was like meeting a fairy, and my thoughts were as long as this vast lake.
Li Bai, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, wrote "Traveling to Dongting with Uncle and Assistant after Drunk". The full text of this poem is as follows:
The cutting of Junshan Mountain can make the water level of Dongting Lake spread outwards, which looks endless.
Baling didn't drink enough wine and got drunk together in the autumn of Dongting Lake.
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Shovel off the standing Junshan Mountain in Dongting Lake and let the Hunan water flow freely. This endless lake is like endless wine, let's enjoy it and indulge in the autumn scenery in Dongting.
The author of To a Boy is Wen, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
When rivers and seas meet and hate, there are many people, and there are waves in the Dongting under the autumn leaves.
Wine night farewell Huaiyin city, the moon shines on tall buildings.
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Wandering the rivers and lakes, I regret meeting you late, I hate it, the yellow leaves are fluttering, the Dongting is windy, and my heart is surging. A bosom friend is not drunk, so don't go to Huaiyin at night. I wish you success like Han Xin. The moon shines on tall buildings, and you are in a cheerful mood. Sing a life song "Song of the Wind".
Li Bai, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, once wrote "Traveling in Dongting with Ye Lang, assistant minister of the punishments department of my uncle, and Jia Sheren, a Chinese calligrapher". The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
In the autumn night, the south lake is clear of water and smoke. How can you ride the sky?
Let Dongting Lake enjoy some moonlight on credit and enjoy the moon and drink happily.
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The autumn waters of the South Lake are very cold at night without water mist, as if you can ride the water waves directly to the blue sky on the Milky Way. We went to the Moon Palace to buy Dongting Lake on credit, and then went to Bai Yunbian by boat to buy osmanthus wine.
The author of Smelling the Flute on a Spring Night is Li Yi, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
In Hanshan's "The Flute Calls the Earth", the exiles look at each other with tears.
Countless geese parked by the lake in the evening have been eager to fly north until dawn.
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The cold mountain plays the flute to call spring back to the earth, and the moved people cry at each other. The geese that have stopped at Dongting Lake for countless nights are eager to fly north before dawn.