Poems describing hot springs

1, hot spring

Huang [Song]

From the fire, the sky is bright, and hot springs are born underground.

You need to take a nap when you come, and talk about using dust tassels.

2. Hot springs

Zhang Shunmin [Song Dynasty]

There is hot spring water under Huaqing Palace.

Embroidered collar winding thousands of doors, Yu Lian spray nine cores.

The first place is Yutang and the second place is Mufeizi.

From top to bottom, guards.

Thirty-six, with branches or rows.

Every year1early October, fairy wand often depends on it.

On the first floor, the bones stop, and on the temple, the Nishang Committee.

Dirt for 300 years, pedestrian Wan Li.

Suddenly, I was surprised at the foot of the ridge, similar to warm elegance.

It's only so far away from Chang 'an that it's not worth seeing.

Everything in the palace is beautiful when you get the land.

Survival rises and falls, and communication often stops.

3. Hot springs

Sun Mao

Qiao Lin is far from condensing smoke, and strange rocks lie like tigers.

Tangquan is several feet deep and wide below.

Steam is full of boiling, and the beads spit.

The weather is warm and pleasant, but neither too cold nor too hot.

I'm going to take a bath, which is good for both sides.

Who knows that in the valley, foreign bodies are taken away.

I also heard the merits of spring, and I was soaked with whole grains.

Ascending or becoming a cloud is designated as the blessing of Yu Yan.

Sages keep integrity and are natural and unrestrained.

Life is full of ambition, who can resist it then?

Why do you want to fight against your apprentice? Fame and fortune are easy to gain.

Once the iceberg is broken, there are countless smiles.

The breeze wishes Siquan, and speaking English is more important.

Looking back at the shadow of Mount Li, I hold on to the past sadly.

4. Theme hot springs

Wei Liao Weng [Song Dynasty]

A drop of water in Lushan carved the poet's intestines.

There is a wet spring on the roadside, which seems to be forgotten.

A shallow man has a pen, but a learned man has a bag.

It's still hard to know what the cloud is, and fire and water are yin and yang.

Water is rooted in the sky and hidden in the sun.

Therefore, the well is clear, and there are springs like soup.

I have tasted what I said or said, but my words are not detailed.

Water contains it, and fire has no cold light.

Water does not meet, and fire does not meet.

You see that the moon is subject to the sun, and you can also test Kun Zhang.

My words and Shao's language may make up for the death of poetry.