The poems about Penglai Pavilion include
"Dengzhou Penglai Pavilion and View the East China Sea" by Zhao He
The Penglai Pavilion opens in the evening, and the tired guests sit in the cool air without returning. The sound of birds keeps rushing through the rain, and sometimes the dragon rises and brings the tide.
"Ci Yun Gong Pihui Penglai Pavilion" Qin Guan
Lin Sheng followed the autumn wind, and the dragon crawled on the Dan ladder. The road is separated by Sanliang Water in Xiling, and the gate is adjacent to Qianfeng Peak in Nanzhen.
"Reply to the King Yuezhou Penglai Pavilion" by Zhang Boyu
The book reported that the Penglai Pavilion was completed, and the mountains became greener and brighter. The clouds have gathered over the sea, the sky and the earth are quiet, and the people are golden and green in the middle of the moon.
"The Inscription of Penglai Pavilion by He Kong Si" Zhao Kui
The dragon is lying on the mountain, and the shape of the mountain is slightly green, and the Huifei Pavilion is empty and dangerous. Liu'ao is not a sting in the lake, but an island is suspected to have moved from the sea.
"The political participation in eastern Zhejiang sent a poem scroll to Penglai Pavilion in Kuaiji, and the next rhyme sent a title" Fan Chengda
The immortal came to wear the jade talisman, and his green hair was frost-free and illuminated the bijun. The eternal night is full of thousands of moons, and the breeze blows the dust in the spring of Qizhou.
"Ascend Penglai Pavilion Again" by Shi Shaosong
How long will it take until Penglai is reached? I will hold my stick and watch the clouds move. When things happen easily, they become songs, and the new poetry of humanity is better than the old poetry.
"Penglai Pavilion" Yu Liangneng
I know that Penglai Island is far away from the world, and the weak water faces each other thousands of miles away. The competition is like Wolong Yunji Pavilion, and it is Aoshan across the sea without any effort.
"Spring in the Han Palace: Watching the Rain at Penglai Pavilion in Kuaiji" by Xin Qiji
Qin looked at the top of the mountain and saw the chaotic clouds and heavy rain, which turned the rivers and lakes upside down. I don’t know that clouds are rain, and rain is clouds.
"Reminiscent of the Past and Climbing Penglai Pavilion" Zhang Yan
Ask where Penglai is, the wind and moon are still there, and the river is clear thousands of miles away. Stop talking about fairy tales.