The poems about love in the West Lake include
1. "Seeing Lotuses at Mao Bin (2 Poems)"
Era: Yuan Author: Shao Hengzhen
< p>Every time I love West Lake, it is cool in June, and the water and wind are animated by the fragrance of boats.Wine in the blue tube and get drunk calmly, and the curtains of the red brocade tour are opened one after another.
The moon palace is full of kindness and coexistence, and the stars are reflected in the pond.
The red clothes are falling in the cold autumn in the south of the Yangtze River, and the west wind from Lili has long-lasting regrets.
2. "Plum Blossoms Leading to Silver Clouds"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Yu Guanfu
Cleaning silver clouds, hoeing the moon,
A flower planted in the cold will express sorrow. When the sun comes and the weather is coming, who will let it slip that spring is coming to the south of the Yangtze River? Coral is used as tree jade for skin, and incense is poured into water and sandalwood spits out crumbs. There are wild bridges across the street,
the cold stream is clean, the slanting tips are dancing in the corners of the houses, and the old trees are crushing the snow in the corners. Romance refuses to let the king thank the couple.
The lonely and noble laugh at the barbarians and the inferiors. Xiao Ran has nothing to do with the secular world.
It's hard to tell who to say this to. I love you so much, West Lake.
The faint fragrance floats in the moonlight at dusk. I also love Dongpo Lao,
A leaning branch outside the bamboo is better. The two immortals are gone and the flowers are lonely.
The flowers will not fall if they are pressed with words. Who can convey the truth with a simple pen, and who can convey his soul with clear words. The moon has set but it has not yet risen.
The three begging flower gods will not hear it. The shadows of the flowers are swaying in silence,
The coldness of the spleen awakens the drunken soul. Ask the channel whether the peaches and plums know the spring.
The west is wiped and the east is covered with spring labor. Natural fragrance,
colorless. The frost is beginning to fly at the corner of Qiao Tower, and the bells of Xiao Temple are ringing and the sky is about to turn white. Wearing clothes and walking around the treetops,
judge the beauty of the world.
3. "He Yuwen Hanzhou □□ Qifanglou Poems"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wei Liaoweng
Fang Gong has a wonderful knife and ruler in his chest , Jian carved glass to store cold green.
Now that the Marquis is leaning on it, he can see the color of bamboo and the light of lotus.
The poem came to ask the old prince diligently, but on the other day, although the credit was transferred to the secret.
Reminiscent of the days when I was flying around, and the gulls and herons were not frightened by the carp.
In spring, the dense snow and catkins are scattered, while in autumn, the old clouds and pines stand for a long time.
Su Gong's twenty-four bridge moon still loves the wind and moonlit night of West Lake.
The benefits of the country are still in love with me, even if it is not the case, everyone can take care of themselves.
Kuang Jin's eaves stirred up the clouds and made friends gather together.
I have always been begging and scoffing, and my poems have been swept away in the yellow mud.
I will be whipped later if I am successful, but others who are more literary will seize the seat first.
If you want to search all things for description, there is a lake but it is difficult to write.
In the end, I will record this journey for you and copy Cangyan Zhenliuyi.
4. "Send Li Diancheng to Shuzhou"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Mei Yaochen
I heard that the begonias in Shu were prosperous, so it was appropriate to send them to Li Hou poetry.
I love the West Lake in the sun and see the brocade in the sky; I get drunk and watch the spring rain wash away the swallow's fat.
The county has no official business but enjoys the garden. The people are happy and invite people to take a look at the trees.
Wang Di’s crow is full of blood, just like people hate each other at the same time.
The freshest shades are not connected, and the talent is unknown.
I heard that Zhao Changjin is old, so I will try to teach him two or three pictures.
5. "The Picture of the Small Plum Blossom House inscribed for the Xia Beggar Zun by the Jade Continuous Shadow"
Era: Modern Author: Hong Yi
The old man of the house. One tree has small plum blossoms. Live as a poet and add new poetry material. Love leisure and nature; the West Lake outside the city has green mountains on the lake.