Tang Bai Juyi
The journey is sad, and the ancestral account leaves the throat.
Tristan doesn't have to keep five horses, and Huang En can only stay for three years.
Song mats are laid under the shade of green vines, and prostitutes boats are parked in red lotus flowers.
Looking back everywhere, you can love, but it is not the lake that is difficult.
Hangzhou Fang Hui
Tang Bai Juyi
I haven't drunk much since I left Qiantang Mountain River, and I'm too lazy to recite poems.
I want to report this intention to West Lake.
Send the title of Yuhang County Building to Ambassador Pei.
Tang Bai Juyi
The official calendar is 20 years, and the official tour is 30 years.
Jiangshan and romance, the most unforgettable thing is Hangzhou.
At the end of the sand embankment in the north, at the head of the stone embankment in the West Lake.
Green bamboo shoots leave in spring, and red candles return to the boat at night.
I dare not leave my love, but I miss the old days.
With this sentence sung by Jun, the topic is the building.
He Xichuan Li Shangshu Hangzhou Yue Wei Tour Room Taiwei West Lake
Yuxi Liu Tang
Hanchuan trees fall at night, and jade hooks hang on the West Lake. The flag was surrounded by water and the ship was submerged.
I am eager to recall the past, and my heart is like a * * *. Seven laws have been in existence for a long time, and the rhyme is sad for autumn.
Yingzhou is having a banquet at the West Lake Pavilion.
Don Xu Hun
I don't know how to go back to the West Lake for a feast, but a song and a glass of wine.
The city takes the sunset to smell the drums, and the temple looks at the balcony against the autumn water.
Lantianke is still noisy, and Guiyan is a rare bird.
If you want to sign a car to cross Gongluo, the frost chrysanthemum will go around the pool.
Tiaoxi fishing map
Tangluoyin
When Lv Wang exhibited the temple, the straight hook fishing country was even better.
If you teach students to live on the West Lake, you must also provide fish for the house.
Farewell to West Lake
Don Li Shen
The leaves of Pu look withered, and the birds on the waves are lonely.
Wind pipe music is easy to scatter flowers, but loom feathers are difficult to float.
Snow deceives spring and destroys fragrant calyx early, while falcon stirs autumn and blows green.
Colorful hair has no place to live, and sighing at the bridge is a kind of sadness.
Topic Lin' andi
Song Lin Sheng
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?
Warm winds intoxicated tourists and made Hangzhou a Bianzhou.
Jingci Temple, Chu Xiao
Song Yang Wanli
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
Drinking on the lake, it rains after Chu Qing.
Song sushi
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.
If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.
Su Shi's poem Pan-West Lake at Night;
The water is boundless, and the lotus blooms at night.
Watch the lights gradually come out of the temple in the distance, and wait until the moon gets dark to see the lake.
And the poem "Night on the Lake":
I don't drink enough, but it tastes long when I'm half drunk. The basket returned to the lake, and the spring breeze and the cold wind were cold.
Traveling in lonely Shanxi, the night is gray. Yin Qing was mixed with dreams, which made this sentence forgotten.
I still remember Yiyi Lihua Village, smelling a faint fragrance.
And the poem "Hu Huaixi sends her younger sister to tide":
The West Lake has beautiful scenery, and no one is stupid or smart. Look at the income in depth, who can know it all.
Well, I am crazy and straight, and I have already donated it to the world. Dedicated to landscape music and paid to Ning.
Three hundred and sixty halls, looking for poor years. What you get is beautiful, but what you know is hard to spread.
So far, the dream is clear and refreshing. You hold the messenger festival in your hand, and your style shines.
Clean and beautiful, Anken is a gentleman. Hu didn't ride off the screen, but borrowed the monk couch to sleep for the time being.
Read my poem between the walls, cool and wash. There is no way to guide the staff, but it is done with heart.
When you meet an old fisherman, the reed is complacent. Ask if there is, buy fish and talk about money.
Likui jy s poem "West Lake";
Boko account opens peach bank, and the blue radial system is Liu Jin. Birds sing like wine, flowers laugh and keep people.
At dusk in Zhongshan, the balcony is ten miles in spring. Looking back at Xiangwu, Luo Qi Sixth Bridge is new.
Su Shi s poem "Opening the West Lake";
Great men don't expect much, but they will enjoy themselves.
Let the turtles and fish return to green and clean, and be willing to let Xiao Wei stop the slope ahead.
Once a good thing can be inherited, a 100-foot cliff can still be ground.
The stars in the sky are also happy, and the golden waves are bathed in the moonlight.
Zhou's poem West Lake;
Pinghu is as green as the sky at the beginning, and the weeds are ruthless and don't remember the years.
At that time, there was a place for singing and dancing, a beautiful boat in the misty rain of Xiling.
Xia Wei's West Lake Zhi Zhu Ci;
There are bursts of laughter all around, and the lake is the clearest today.
Boat people don't decide what to swim, but look at where Yuanyang sleeps.
Pinghu is only covered by sunshine. I don't believe Shaoguang is only here.
Smiling, I picked up the flowers on half my arm, for fear that Lang would be afraid all night.
Don't let Yingying stay for half an hour when you go to the lake bay for the second time.
Look who is the golden horse, sunbathing camels in spring to the lonely mountain.
There is no sunny sand in the spring wave, and the night boat is at home.
Strangely, the spring breeze kept returning, and the head was originally inserted in the plum blossom.
Ouyang Xiu's poem "West Lake";
The fragrance of Han Han disappeared and the painting floated, which reminded Junning of Yangzhou.
Twenty-four bridge months, in exchange for ten hectares of autumn in the West Lake.
Zhao Ziang s poem "West Lake";
Chun yin catkins can't fly, and cattails are greener and fatter.
Afraid of scaring the egrets before, I rode around the lake alone.
Yuan Hongdao's poem "Overview of West Lake";
Longjing Rao Ganquan, flying rich in stone and bone. The wind blows ten miles in Su Qiao, and the sun, the moon and the moon win.
Qianci has no good place, only a good stone yard. The old pavilion in the lonely mountain is full of shade and forest.
A peach blossom a year, a gray hair a year old. Look at the clouds in the south and the moon in the north.
Chu people have no feathers and can swim across.
Fan's poem West Lake;
How many tourists are there by the lake? Half of them are between the misty rain and the broken bridge.
Try your best to watch songs and dances in the spring breeze, while mortals watch the green hills.
Zhang Dai's poem West Lake;
Looking back at the beginning of the West Lake, why did you get this name? I was surprised to meet the west and was deeply impressed by the ancients.
Brilliant mountains and rivers, verve misty rain. I can't help crying, but I have deep feelings.
When you look at the smoke, you can't find it. My hometown is on the road, and this place is called the middle of the lake.
Splash ink on Mi Dian's paintings, and feel the same with Bo Chyi Chin. The autumn waters in the south of China are amazing throughout the ages.
Going ashore, I didn't look at the lake fishing lights for several months. From the water, the dike trees were smoky.
Tell the truth, no makeup is available. Ask who can appreciate it, with a beard.
And the poem "Ten Scenes of West Lake":
One peak is in the upper position, and the two have a good talk. There is the West Lake here, so I refuse to go.
(Two peaks in the cloud)
The lake is as cold as ice, and the moonlight is lighter than snow. Give up three pools, Hangzhou people don't look at the moon.
(Three pools print the moon)
High willows and yin gongs, sparse missing the waning moon. I hesitate to loosen the soil, but I wonder if I stepped on the snow.
(Broken bridge and residual snow)
The night sky falls to the south screen and is as thin as paper. The bell rings on it and crosses the river at night.
(Nanping Night Clock)
Smoke willow curtain peach blossom, ruby sink autumn water. It's too late to be weak, and Shi just went to sleep.
(Xiao Chun, Su Causeway)
There is a slight wrinkle on my cheek, which makes me smile. What makes Lotus drunk? Warm wind is like wine.
(Qu Yuan Feng He)
The deep willow is called oriole, and the clear sound enters the empty green. If you have poetry, you should not go beyond preaching.
(Liu Lang Wenying)
Canta is a drunkard near the shore of the lake. Strange feelings are in the rubble, so there is no need to resort to labor.
(Leifeng Sunset)
Look at the bright moon in autumn, air conditioning into Lin Hao. Listen to the lonely geese, the sound is light and the sky is high.
(Autumn Moon in Pinghu)
I hate releasing ponds and building fish prisons for no reason. When you come to Huagang today, are you willing to be bound?
Wang Yuee tomb
Yuan
The grass is separated from the tomb of the king of Hubei, and the stone beast is in danger.
Officials in Nandu look down on the state capital, but the people in the Central Plains are still looking forward to Wang Shi's banner.
When a hero is killed, it is too late to regret, and the world is doomed.
Don't sing this poem to the West Lake. I can't sing it.
Yixihu
Zhangming huangyan
I met Xizi Lake in my dream, but I woke up in a vague dream.
The Wu Tomb of Gaoling is connected with Suzhong, adding a new temple.
West lake miscellaneous poems
Qing huangren
Cherish tourists' paintings, embroider the wrong platform, and spread it in the shade.
The song dynasty bought thousands of land and won Qiantang ten hectares of lake.
Suosanmen Bay in Wen Yi forced Zhejiang to own three ships carrying soldiers.
Qing Kang Youwei
The desolate white horse plays the city flute and dreams of the six bridges of West Lake.
Great country. Who can see it? The sound of waves breaks the tide in Zhejiang.
Swim grass
Modern and contemporary Yu Dafu
Wuyi Thirty-six Xiongfeng and Qingxi Jiuqu are different.
If you look at the scenery from a strange place, the West Lake will always be a small home.