Ancient poems of West Lake

Moonlit night by the river (what a beautiful artistic conception)

Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide. I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moon by the river!

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.

There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky. Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?

Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.

The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss. Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?

Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror. The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the anvil refers to it.

At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month. Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.

Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned. In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite. I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.

-Tang Zhang Xuruo's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"

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?

(Watching fish in Huagang)

Visiting two monks, Qin Hui and Huisi, on an isolated mountain in Largo.

(Song) Su Shi

If it snows, go to the lake and the balcony will destroy the mountain.

There are plenty of stone fish in the water, but there are no birds in the forest.

I really entertain myself when I don't return to my wife and children in the twelfth lunar month.

Where do Taoist priests live? Pandong Baoyun Mountain Road.

Who wants to live in a lonely mountain? Taoist priests are not alone on their mountains.

Paper window bamboo building is deep and warm, sitting and lying in the garden.

In cold weather, I don't worry about my servant at all, so I have to drive home and can't leave.

Out of the mountain, looking back at the cloud shadow tree, I saw the floating picture of wild storks.

Being indifferent is better than being happy, and coming home feels like a dream.

Poetry is desperate for death, and it is difficult to copy a clear scene if it is lost.

Chinese plum

(Song) Lin Bu

All the fragrant stones are exclusive metaphysics, occupying all the amorous feelings of the small garden:

"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."

Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.

Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood gold statues.

Plum blossom (one of the three songs)

(Song) Lin Bu

The smoke scene in the small garden is bleak, and Leng Xiang presses the musk deer umbilical cord.

The lake peeps and the eaves slant into low branches.

When painting a topic, look at it when you have time. When poetry is vulgar, you don't ask for a story.

I am ashamed to know that an oriole is like a butterfly, but I only know that spring is in Taoxi.

(Lin Bu lived in seclusion in Gushan, Hangzhou)

Travel to Beishan with my roommate until that day.

(Song) Fan Chengda

At the end of the year, the mountains are all the same, and the lake is foggy.

The snow in Leng Yun is low, and the solar terms are quiet and sad.

Bamboo and cypress stand tall, and the Puhe River does not rest.

You know your feet are thin, and you are very resistant to swimming.

Liu zaoqing

(Song) Be careful

Night cranes fly in horror. Fragrant floating moss, jade points ice branches.

The ancient meaning is high, the valley is empty and the mountains are deep.

The heart knows. Drunk dancing and lace hat pressing.

Love the lonely mountain, the snow has passed through Chu Qing, when will the bright moon still live?

The faint fragrance of crimson lips.

(Song) Wang

The snowy road is deep, the north branch sleeps, and the south branch wakes up.

The fragrance is thin and the shadow is thin, and loneliness is overwhelming.

Jade ice poses form a landscape.

Chanting on the railing, the moon is bright and the stream is quiet, recalling Lin Hejing's past.

Gu Xue shan mei

(Ming) Ling Quhan

Cold wood smells at the end, and the lonely mountain is better than the picture.

The loss of jade bird's nest is hard to recognize, and the crane doesn't bark in an empty cage.

I've seen hundreds of flowers blossom in northern Gansu, and I don't want to teach you to fall into the West Lake.

It's sunny until dusk, so I don't need to carry it with me.

Liu Zaoqing's Farewell to Lonely Mountain

(Qing) The Last Month Of Summer

Plum blossom in isolated island. The old houses in Gong Lin are full of smoke and water.

There are no clouds in Wan Li on a moonlit day, and the wind is clear and it doesn't rain, so whose fragrance will fall?

As soon as Mr. Wang saw the city, he remembered those wonderful flowers in spring when he said goodbye.

In summer, the fish sank and the geese in Qiu Lai wandered, so I paid for it.

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 Dongpo

The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar. At sunrise, the river is red as fire, and in spring, the river is green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?

Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou. Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you revisit?

-Bai Juyi

The wind is smoked and the willows are light, the mountains and rivers are flat and cloudy, and the laughter is full of fragrant paths;

Thinking about the past and looking at the starry sky, people lean on the broken bridge and travel west, and the moon shadow is drunk and tender.

When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?

Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent.

-(Southern Song Dynasty) Lin Sheng Bai Juyi Qiantang Spring Tour

West Lake

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

Drinking in the lake is clear after the rain.

Su Shi

The water is bright and clear,

It's rainy in the mountains.

In order to compare the West Lake with the West Lake,

Heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.

Xiao Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang [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.

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.

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.

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.

Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang

West Lake

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

Drinking in the lake is clear after the rain.

Su Shi

The water is bright and clear,

It's rainy in the mountains.

In order to compare the West Lake with the West Lake,

Heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.

Xiao Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang [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.

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.

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.

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.

Stay in front of the cup and travel together. ?

Night tour heron, people are happy to know fish. ?

Point to the moon, the heart is white and the flute is on the seat. ?

All the hidden Xin * * * are suitable, and the situation is in the West Lake.

Drinking in the lake is clear after the rain.

Su Shi

The water is bright and clear,

It's rainy in the mountains.

In order to compare the West Lake with the West Lake,

No matter how much make-up, it is always charming.

Xiao Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang [Song] Yang Wanli.

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.

The lotus leaf on the second day is infinitely blue, and the lotus flower on the second day is of different colors.

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.