Poetry on the waves 1. Describe the roughness of ancient poetry.
1, rocks are flying in the air, and the waves hit the shore, rolling up thousands of piles of snow.
2. Mines converge and rivers fall.
If you want to know how high the tide is, you have to climb mountains and mountains in the waves.
Hai Yong's silver is Guo's, but his is Jiang's waist.
5. The world is terrible, with different colors, and the waves are piled up with colored glasses.
6. Soon we arrived at Haimen, and the rolled sand was like a snowdrift.
7. The waves hit the stone wall of Tianmen. Tao is like a mountain spraying snow.
8, storms like snow, colds.
9, Kunpeng water hit three thousand miles, and the group practiced 100,000 people to drive.
Except for the first poem, other poems written for the tide of Qiantang River should all reflect rough waves. For reference only.
2. "The rough waves beat the coast and rolled up thousands of accumulated snow.
Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.
To the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
In the past, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time.
Feather fan nylon scarf, talking and laughing, lost in the smoke.
Wandering in the old country, I am full of enthusiasm, and Fahua was born early.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
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The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.
The Yangtze River flows eastward. For thousands of years, all talented heroes have been washed away by the waves rolling along the Yangtze River.
To the west of the old base, there is a rich collection of people: Chibi, Zhou Lang, where the three countries stand.
On the west side of the old camp, people said: This is the Red Cliff where Zhou Lang defeated Cao Bing in the Three Kingdoms.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The steep and uneven rock wall goes straight into the sky, crashing on the shore and rolling up a thousand layers of snow-like waves.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
The country of the motherland, how many heroes there should be in that period!
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
Just imagine, Zhou Gongjin and Xiao Qiao just got married, but Zhou Gongjin is imposing.
A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.
Feather fan in hand and blue silk headscarf on head, Cao Cao's countless warships burned to ashes in smoke and fire amid laughter.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Wandering in the battlefield of the old country (Three Kingdoms), you should laugh at me for being too sentimental and giving birth to white hair prematurely.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
A person's life is like a big dream, so give a glass of wine to the bright moon on the river and get drunk with me!
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3. What's the next sentence in the ancient poem: "The rock goes through the air, and the waves beat on the shore"?
First of all, let's say that this is not a poem, but a word.
To answer your question, the next sentence is "rolling up thousands of piles of snow"
Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Su Shi
Original text:
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.
To the west of the old camp, people say it's the War of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
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