2. What poems describe "beautiful rivers"? 1, Jiuge Yellow River Wan Li sand, waves and winds blowing from the horizon. Liu Yuxi's Langtaosha
2. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River. Li Bai sees Tianmen Mountain.
3. Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. Li Bai's Send Meng Haoran to Guangling
You see, how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return. Li Bai's Into the Wine (an ancient poem)
5. Farewell to Baidi Caiyun, a thousand miles away in Jiangling. One day, the apes on both sides of the strait sobbed, and the canoe had passed Chung Shan Man. Li Bai's "Early Making Baidicheng"
6. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river falls in yen. Wang Wei's Frontier Ambassador
7. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. Wang Zhihuan is at Luniao Mountain Villa.
8. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds. It is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci
9. The river of no return is a romantic figure through the ages. -Su Shi's "Niannujiao Red Cliff Nostalgia"
10 leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, and I watch the long river always roll forward. -Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain"
3. There are poems or classical Chinese sentences in Sichuan that describe the beautiful scenery of rivers, saying: The deceased is like a husband, staying up all night! Looking at the north mountain and crying, facing the running water and breathing too much, it is easy to be true.
The water is black and the sky is black. Water is rooted in the sky. It opened yesterday and it rained for forty-nine days.
Like water, the sky is the foundation, and water and the sky are the same color, which makes Qi Fei shine. The nature of water, the transformation of the sky, spring, summer, autumn and winter, rain, hail, fog and snow.
The water is refreshing, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the water is like heaven. When the water is clear, there will be no fish flow, and the water will not rot. When the lake is ripe, there will be still water depth. Two palindrome tides will fall with dark waves and snow-capped mountains, and fishing boats in Pu Yuan will catch the moon. The pine path from the bridge to the temple gate is small, and the sill is as bright as the spring eye of shi bo.
Along the way, the trees are green, the river is bright and the red clouds are shining. Looking at the clouds and water all around, there are thousands of blue peaks.
There are thousands of peaks in the light, and the water meets clouds and smoke. On a sunny day, Hai Xia is red and the trees in Xiaotian River are green.
Qingbo Shiyanquan is the sill, and the path Songmen Temple faces the bridge. Fishing boats and parks under the moon, mountains, snow and waves are dark with the tide.
Swing in the boundless autumn color, the water color contains the skylight. Purple pot is like Zhu Jin, fresh and dew frost.
Purple Qiong is like a hibiscus, with a cool charm. Purple smoke is like blue, and the valley is fragrant.
Ziyun, like a rhinoceros, smells good inside. Helin, such as chamomile, can live long and hide.
It's full of nine chardonnay, and autumn is with the guests. Purple is as clear as lotus, comparable to fairy women's clothing.
Those who are willing to speak for six people will drive next to Yue Baodi. Worship the purple emperor first, and then go to the queen mother's room.
The world is dusty and the sky is empty during the day. The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of mountains are yes and no, where the mountains end and the plains begin, and the river winds through the wilderness until the banks widen at low tide, and there is no wind to stir my lonely sails. The clear water is fragrant, and the sound of pines exposes China.
All the immortals are scattered, and there are five clouds in silence. The small bridge paddles and shears lotus flowers, and the west wind on both sides is dizzy with sunset glow. Falling flowers sweeping the floor, a stream of water and rain lingering. As light as rain and as thin as ice wings. Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners.
At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.
The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles. Yuan Xiang keeps flowing, why does Qu Zi complain? At dusk, the autumn wind rises and the maple trees rustle. The spring breeze is static and powerless, and there are no waves in the river. The following answers are mostly written: water is out, spring is gone, and it is on earth. The moon is full, the Qiantang River is surging, lion dancing and Ma Yue is running.
The anger exploded and the shore cracked, and the grievances for many years were completely vented. Wild wave fighting, thrilling, fighting flying.
The tide is full of energy, the sky is hundreds of miles high, and the shore is washed. Good Jiangnan is full of water, and the water is far away and the sky is high.
The sky is high and the clouds are light, the moon is high and the clouds are cold, and the water is full of moonlight. People and scenery, people and scenery are difficult to be complete.
When the scenery is good, my heart beats fast and my heart is happy. Don't talk to laity.
I drank Dongpo in the evening and woke up drunk. It seemed like midnight when I came back. The child is short of breath.
You shouldn't even knock on the door, but lean on your cane and listen to the sound of the river. The dragon hates that this body is not mine, so forget the camp.
At night, the wind is calm and the hub is flat. Since then, this ship has passed away, and Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life.
Under the mountain, the blue buds are short immersed in the stream, and the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free. It rained at dusk.
Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can still flow west, instead of singing white-haired orioles. I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches.
I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred.
I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning. Facing the rain from the sky, a piece of washed autumn scenery on the river is particularly cold.
The bleak frost wind is tight, the river surface of the mountains and rivers is deserted, and the setting sun shines on the tall buildings. Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears.
Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. I can't bear to climb to the top of the mountain, look at my hometown and think about it.
Sighing where these years have gone, why do you have to stay in a strange land for a long time? Miss a few times of beauty makeup, God knows my boat, be anxious to know me, and lean on the dry place! For you, it's as beautiful as flowers and jade, like water passing by. Three points in spring; Two parts are dust, one part is running water, the moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Chushan and Qinshan are all white clouds, and white clouds are everywhere with you. The dragon followed you, you entered the Chu mountain area, and the white clouds followed you through the Hunan water.
Mizunokami, Hunan, female Luo Yi, Baiyun can lie down and return early. Water looks like a beautiful woman's eyes, like a beautiful frown.
Which way do you want to ask pedestrians? To the intersection of mountains and rivers. Take the spring water and send you back.
If you go to the south, you can catch up with spring, and you must keep the scenery of spring. The sound of the waves beats the pillow, and the moonlight is small.
Ruthless bian water flows from the east, only carrying a boat to hate the west. Ceng Zui in Zhu Xi's flower garden, the wine smells more than tears.
Who teaches the wind to learn from the dust? Make a noise and send it away! Wu, the moon is clear, and the green hills on both sides of the strait greet each other. Who knows the feeling of parting? You are full of tears, I am full of tears, and my heart is not tied.
The tide at the head of the river has ebbed. Worry is everywhere, and water is inexhaustible.
Who handed down the fine print of incense? The rain turns yellow in Chuan Mei, and the grass is greener than Wujiang. The river that is gone forever, the waves swept away all the romantic figures through the ages. There is sex and rain in the green hills, and there is no hometown in the bright moon. I am at the head of the Yangtze River/You are at the tail of the Yangtze River/Fold a small white paper boat/Throw it into the Yangtze River water/It turns black as soon as I throw it/It turns white as soon as you pick up the bow/People hate that the boat is late/The current is fast/It turns white as soon as you pick up the bow (paper boat in Yu Guangzhong). Go to Jiangnan as a guest and travel alone.
Wan Li smoke, looking back on the Central Plains, tears full of towels. The blue mountains are cold until the night boat, and the maple leaves are reeds.
As the sun sets, I'm afraid to leave my hometown and go to the people. Zhang Fan was still scratching his head when he wanted to leave, and he was even more drunk.
Poetry waits for the spring breeze every day, but leaves in a hurry after the peach blossoms bloom. Singing is often swallowed up by pedestrians, thinking of the previous snow.
In the Ming dynasty, wine woke up the river and loaded a boat to hate Hengzhou. Wash and dress, and lean on Wangjianglou alone. After all, Qian Fan isn't. It's full of water and my heart is broken. The wind at the head of the river is angry, and the waves turn over the house. Old enmity keeps flowing by the riverside, but new enmity is not in the storm. What hope can you place on China in The Road Is Long, Xiu Yuan Xi? Full of scenery, Gu Bei Building.
How many things have gone up and down through the ages? The Yangtze River is rolling, and you can't hide it. After all, it flows east The river is sad at dusk, and the mountain is deep! Borrow water from Qiantang hole and wash it for you. General Yue burst into tears.
Moonlight is like water and the sky. It was difficult for the sea to cross the evil wind east, and the waves hit the stone walls of Tianmen. What happened to Zhejiang in August? It is raining like snow.
4. The sentence describing the beauty of the river is 1. Just look at the fish and fine stones under the river, and you can see every detail of them: the scales of the fish are shining, but the textures of the stones are delicate and delicate. There is flowing glass on the river, which is flawless, clean and transparent, making people feel clear.
The green mountain peak is surrounded by a clear river. On both sides of the river, buildings in Ming and Qing dynasties, vaguely discernible ancient kiln sites, desolate and heavy Huizhou ancient commercial roads, or dense, or dotted with stars, all reveal the ancient charm, which makes people stop to meditate and imagine.
3. There are lush aquatic plants along the river, quietly spreading the ancient green, reeds swaying in the evening breeze, and countless gentle arrows shooting at the years and the vastness of water and sky. ...
There is a flowing river here. The sound of flowing water is like a cheerful song. It is crystal clear, sometimes like a calm mirror, and sometimes it is a lively and lovely child.
This is a river, a beautiful river. The water is blue, like a small jasper sitting in front of the door, flowing quietly. Smooth as satin, gently flowing into the clouds. It seems that I can't hear the sound of running water, so quiet, with a touch of elegance and a touch of beauty. Away from the noise of the world, the tranquility of Xanadu.
5. Beautiful sentences describing the river, such as Chun Xue, sounds of nature. Indeed, this song should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to hear it on earth!
Walking around the beam for three days, the sound is endless. Cheerfulness falls in my heart, just like some lively spirits, baptizing my soul.
The sound of this song lasted for three days. Listen carefully, a deep and floating feeling will occupy the scientific mind, as if all the noise has gone away, leaving only the voice of nature.
People are intoxicated in the beautiful music melody, "intoxicated and do not know where to go."
Just like the spring breeze of "Green Jiang Nanan", it is quiet.
Such as "sneaking into the night with the wind" spring rain, moistening things silently.
More like a bright moon shining among pine forests, quiet and clear.
People are deeply immersed in the floating world, but there is a bright moon in the sky and a breeze is blowing gently.
This song has a melodious voice, pure and pleasant.
Warm and clear songs
Children's Music Returning to Nature
Beautiful soul, beautiful songs
There is a warm and beautiful song like sunshine.
Pure and unusual songs
A heavy voice
A magnificent song.
6. Beautiful sentences about the environment 1. The willows on both sides of the river changed from light green to dark green, swaying the reborn soft branches and reflecting them on the river, making the river green, like a emerald river running eastward.
2. The leaves above them are motionless, cicadas are restless and sharp, and the sticky excrement rustles on the ground.
In August in the south, the sun is like fire. At noon, the sun rolled up all the leaves. Cicada kept ringing, and the sound was very long, which added a layer of trouble to the sultry weather.
At night, the full moon rises, and a quiet moonlight shines on the earth like silver fog.
5. At night, it's quiet. The full moon like a jade plate passes through the clouds, and the faint moonlight shines on the earth.
6. The moon in early winter, clear and cold, pours out the same ice from the west of Yin Hui.
7. The climate on the plateau is really unpredictable. Sometimes happy, sometimes angry; Sometimes it's windy, sometimes it's quiet.
7. A good word to describe a good river environment is: flying flowers splash jade and fall like smoke. The splashing water is as clear as a mirror, sparkling and sparkling. The nine songs of ileum are unfathomable, the water is rushing and roaring. Rivers roll eastward, mountains and rivers flow, and the bottom of Qian Shan comes out. A good sentence ★ A river and green water, the face is separated from the tablecloth by the east window.
★ The lake is full of grass and soil, because the water in the lake is getting brighter and brighter. ★ The lake is clear and calm, and you can see the rocks shining underwater from a distance.
Spring is surrounded by a short and soft grass, and the sun hardly shines on its cool silver water. ★ At that time, the Bohai Sea collapsed, deafening, and jade flowers splashed, covering the sky. I am soaked to the skin, and my clothes and shoes are soaked to the skin.
It turns out that we are standing under the American waterfall. ★ When a cool breeze blows over the water in a low voice, a long and narrow silver foil suddenly appears on the water.
★ Clear water flies down from Bogda Peak and rolls to the foot of Tianshan Mountain. The Grand Canal is like an arrow pointing to the earth. ★ The surging Jinsha River is like a swaying golden dragon.
★ Like its mother, Minjiang River nurtures this vibrant land, irrigates crops and nurtures people. ★ Rolling the Yellow River, breaking icebergs, and opening snowfields are difficult and tortuous.
Even the mountains on both sides of the river are deep blue. The mountains are often covered with white snow, but the river is as clear as jade. Traveling in such a river, looking at the water and mountains, and realizing the bravery of sailors in their work and diet, I can't help smiling often in loneliness! -Shen Congwen's Notes on Xiangxing ★ A river of autumn water is still clear.
The autumn mountains on both sides of the strait are still welcoming people gracefully. When the Cangjiang River bends a few times, there are several clusters of reeds and several curved villages dotted there.
When you are sitting in the cabin, as long as you look up, you will see the red leaves of Chinese tallow trees on the river bank and the green hills in the sky not far away. -Yu Dafu's "Smoke Shadow" ★ Although the current has been liberated from the mountains in the upper reaches, it is still quite turbulent, so it is quite unrestrained. The river is quite vast, and there are always large and small islands, wearing new miscellaneous trees.
Although spring and summer are green, winter becomes a sparse cold forest. The water color, except the red in the summer flood period, is thick sky blue.
The sound of the beach, far and near, has been singing. -Guo Moruo's "Under Mount Emei" ★ The lake is surrounded by continuous peaks.
The lake is green and crystal clear. When there is no wind, the level is like a mirror, and the shadows of white clouds and green hills are reflected on the lake, and the mountains and rivers blend together.
Fish, large and small, shuttle through the water, as if swimming between mountains and white clouds, making people feel like they are in a fairyland. -Bian Bazaxi's "Mysterious Cuogao Lake" ★ Qingshui River, painted in general: on the embankment, the grass is dense, and the sun competes for green; On the shore, willows are in rows, and soft branches hang down on the mirror-like river; In the water, small fish flock, some swim lightly, some jump, and some stick to the bottom of the river; On the river, swallows fly and chirp, flapping their wings on the water from time to time.