In Li Bai's Dream of Climbing Mount Tianmu
On a straight line leading to heaven, its peak enters heaven, above the five sacred peaks, and casts a shadow on China with a hundred-mile-long ladder mountain range. At this point, it begins to turn to the southeast.
Topic Xilin Shibi Su Shi
Seen from the side of the mountain, the distance and height of the mountain are different. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am on this mountain.
Zhong Nanshan by Wang Wei
Its huge height is close to the city of heaven, from mountains to the sea. When I look back, the clouds are behind me, and when I enter them, the fog disappears. A central mountain peak divides the wilderness, and the weather turns into many valleys, so I need a place to spend the night. I call the woodcutter on the river.
Second, the poem describing water:
In Li Bai's Into the Wine
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?
In Bai Juyi's Memory of Jiangnan
At sunrise, the river is redder than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?
Three. Poems describing landscapes:
Wang Wei's Qingxi
I drove across the Huanghua River, which was carried by a waterway of a green stream. I circled the mountain for 10,000 times, and the journey was less than 30 miles. The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but where the light became dim in the dense pine trees, nut horns swayed on the surface of an entrance, and weeds were lush along the river bank. My heart is idle, and Qing Chuan is so light. Please go fishing on the rocks.
2. The poem 1 describes a mountain stream, which is empty after the rain and stands on an autumn night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. -From the Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain. At night, the air is cool, as if it were autumn. The moon is clear and clear, and the clear spring is flowing.
2. One or two chickens crow in the rain, and Banqiao Road in Zhuxi Village is inclined. Mother-in-law called a silkworm bath and watched gardenias in the atrium. -From the Tang Dynasty: Rain in the Mountain Village by Wang Jian
Interpretation of the vernacular: there are crows in the rain, and there are only one or two mountain villages. On the village road above Zhuxi, a slab bridge is oblique. Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law call each other and choose silkworm eggs together. Only gardenias are in bloom, swaying in the courtyard alone.
3. The small bridge on the flat bank is crowded with thousands of people. Shui Rou blue, lingering with flowers and plants. -From the Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi's "The Fisherman's Pride"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: the peaks overlap and the bridges are surrounded by flowing water; The river is blue, full of flowers and green grass.
Qingxi runs fast. Regardless of the castle peak. Thousands of miles of big plates level the world. It's more like a mountain range. -From the Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji's "Qingping Music on the Road and Bridge"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The clean stream rushes joyfully and crosses the obstacles in the green hills. A small plain ten miles away from Fiona Fang. It is located in the middle of Qingshan stream.
5. I have sailed across the Huanghua River, with clear water across the stream. Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles. The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees. The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank. -From the Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei's Qingxi/Guo Qingxi Water Works
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: You always chase the Qingxi River when you swim in Huanghuachuan. With the mountain, the stream turns a thousand times, but it travels less than a hundred miles. The water is noisy between the mountains and rocks, and the water is quiet and deeper than the depths of the pine forest. Weeds sway gently in the stream, and reeds are clearly reflected in the clear water.
3. Poems about streams: lush mountains, low valleys and the sound of streams.
Don't worry about the bed leaking wet, like the depth of the stream. "Baiyun Spring" has cloud roots, jade liquid and roof rock.
A fragrant bottle is like wine, but a cool bottle can make tea. When the house is built deep in the mountains, the moon and breeze are relatively idle.
However, Xiaoxi is busy with things and travels around the world. Qingxi Wang Wei I have braved the wind and waves to cross the Huanghua River and the green water stream.
Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles. The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees.
The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank. In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water.
Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! . "Retreat in Wang Changlin" is often built here, next to a clear deep lake, but the hidden place is just a lonely cloud.
The moon in the middle of the pine forest is shining like a husband. Maoting has a thick shadow, and the peony garden gathers moss particles.
I also want to reject the secular, and the western hills Luan crane gregarious. Qingxi Wang Wei I have braved the wind and waves to cross the Huanghua River and the green water stream.
Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles. The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees.
The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank. In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water.
Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! . Peach Blossom Creek Zhang Xu faintly flies across the wild smoke, and asks the fishing boat in the rocky west.
Peach blossoms follow the running water all day. Where is the cave in Qingxi? Zheng Chouyu, a small stream, stands between grass and flowers, with careless red dots and Wan Li-like light green flowing for thousands of centuries, like a fallen fence on the line where my melancholy eyes are most suitable for stopping. When I walk, you hold my shadow like a corridor. When I take a nap, you are my dream road, dreaming of the ancient cold, the girl lamb dependent on the distant mountains, and the snowflakes floating across the grassland.
4. Poem about Xiaoxi Wang Wei's "Qingxi", I have driven the Huanghua River, which is undertaken by a waterway of Green Stream.
"Taoyuan Star" looked at the bright trees. He never considered the distance. He did his best in Qingxi and suddenly paid attention to people. To be sure, you have to go through the depths of the mountains to enter. How many times did Qingxi reach Yunlin?
"In the Mountain" comes out of the white stone in the west of Beijing, and the red leaves are rare in cold weather. "Birds in the Stream" surprised the birds on the moon and sang in the stream in the village.
A leaf boat on Lake Ruoya in spring, my boat and I crossed the flowers and entered the lake before the evening breeze. There is often a "Wang Changlin retreat" here, next to a clear and deep lake, only lonely clouds are hidden.
Li Bai's "Difficult Road" came to fish and sit by the stream, but I suddenly dreamed that I was driving a boat and sailing towards the sun. "Emei Mountain Moon Song" sent Qingxi to visit the Three Gorges at night, but I missed you in Yuzhou.
"Yue Nv Ci" (the second of five) is a poem by Nishino, Lotus Picker, and I saw the guest's chorus. The mirror lake is like the moon, and the wild girl wins the snow.
Liu's "Queti" is on a road stretching to the white clouds, beside a spring stretching to the bluest river. Zhang Xu's Peach Blossom Creek Peach Blossoms follow the water all day long. Where is the hole in Qingxi?
"Boating in Qingxi" is not too bright to laugh at Qingxi Moon. Li Taihou's "Spring Scenes in the Han Palace" is as shallow as a stream. Ask Yutang what he is like, and the thatched cottage is alienated.
Wei's "Chuzhou Xixi" was born beside the Youcao Creek, and there were orioles singing on the trees. Li Hua's Improvisation of Spring Yiyang City is full of grass and water flows from east to west.
Once upon a time, "Three Roads in the Middle Road" was full of plum blossoms and streams. He Geng's Memories of Qin E is hazy, and birds are singing in a hurry in Qianxi.
Li Qingzhao heard from Wuling Spring that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and she also plans to go canoeing. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.
"Like a Dream" often reminds me of the sunset in Xiting, and I don't know my way home when I am intoxicated. Xin abandoned the disease "Xijiang Moon". In the old days, Maodian was at the edge of the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
In "Partridge Sky", peaches and plums are worried about the wind and rain in the city, and shepherd's purse is spent in the stream in spring. "Raw Tea Son" was shot by the stream, and the sky was at the bottom of Qingxi.
"Qingpingle" has low eaves and green grass on the stream. The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages.
I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers. There is no shortage of people in the world, and the stream in front of the door can still go west.
Feng qiaqia's Friends with the Windy Moon Building: One River with Spring Water and One River with Moon, Sparse the Wind on Eight Sides. Huang Tingjian's "Water Tune Song Tou" Yao Yicao Hebi entered Wuling River in spring.
There are countless peach blossoms on the stream and orioles on the branches. Liu Zongyuan's "Xi Ju" I plow in the morning, turn over the grass with dew, and ring streams and stones at night.
Su Shi's "The Mermaid" Zhuxi Garden was drunk, and the wine smelled more than tears. "Xijiang Moon" unfortunately has a romantic flow, so it doesn't teach me to break through Qiong Yao.
Zhou Bangyan's "Xijiang Moon" Taoxi does not live peacefully, and the autumn lotus root is gone forever. The blue buds under the mountain invade the stream for a short time, and the sand road between the pines is clean and muddy.
5. The poem describes Wang Wei's Qingxi. I have sailed across the Huanghua River and carried a green stream.
"Taoyuan Star" looked at the bright trees. He never considered the distance. He did his best in Qingxi and suddenly paid attention to people. To be sure, you have to go through the depths of the mountains to enter. How many times did Qingxi reach Yunlin?
"In the Mountain" comes out of the white stone in the west of Beijing, and the red leaves are rare in cold weather. "Birds in the Stream" surprised the birds on the moon and sang in the stream in the village.
A leaf boat on Lake Ruoya in spring, my boat and I crossed the flowers and entered the lake before the evening breeze. There is often a "Wang Changlin retreat" here, next to a clear and deep lake, only lonely clouds are hidden.
Li Bai's "Difficult Road" came to fish and sit by the stream, but I suddenly dreamed that I was driving a boat and sailing towards the sun. "Emei Mountain Moon Song" sent Qingxi to visit the Three Gorges at night, but I missed you in Yuzhou.
"Yue Nv Ci" (the second of five) is a poem by Nishino, Lotus Picker, and I saw the guest's chorus. The mirror lake is like the moon, and the wild girl wins the snow.
Liu's "Queti" is on a road stretching to the white clouds, beside a spring stretching to the bluest river. Zhang Xu's Peach Blossom Creek Peach Blossoms follow the water all day long. Where is the hole in Qingxi?
"Boating in Qingxi" is not too bright to laugh at Qingxi Moon.
6. The poem about Chunxi is 1. Poetry of Spring Water: On a road stretching to white clouds, beside a spring stretching to the bluest river.
2. Queti, a five-character poem written by Liu Shenxu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, was selected asNo. 1 1 in Volume 256 of Complete Tang Poetry. Original text:
The mountain road is separated from the clouds by dust, and the spring scenery has a long history like Qingxi. Petals come with the wind, and I can smell the running water in the distance.
In the quiet city of Jingmen, facing the winding mountain road, there is firewood and copper for reading in the depths of Liu Yin. Every time the sun passes through the quiet Liu Yin, beautiful light shines on my clothes.
3. Translation:
The mountain road is blocked by white clouds from the dust, and spring is like a clear stream with a long history. From time to time, falling flowers drift with the tide, and you can smell the fragrance in the water far away.
The quiet Jingmen faces the winding mountain road, and there is a reading room deep in Liu Yin. Whenever the sun shines through the secluded place of Liu Yin, the quiet light will fill my clothes.