What are the poems about Gusu?

1. "Inscription on the Zen Temple Behind the Poshan Temple"

Chang Jian of the Tang Dynasty

Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest.

The bamboo path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees.

The light of the mountain is pleasing to the birds, and the shadow of the pond is empty of the human heart.

Everything is silent except for the sound of bells and chimes.

2. "Sending People to Wu"

Du Xunhe of the Tang Dynasty

When I see you in Gusu, everyone is lying on the river.

The ancient palace has little free space and many water lanes and small bridges.

Ling lotus root is sold in the night market, and Qiluo is carried on the spring boat.

I know the moon is not sleeping in the distance, and my homesickness is in the fishing songs.

3. "A leisurely walk on the third day of the first lunar month"

Tang Dynasty·Bai Juyi

The oriole at the mouth of Oriole Lane wants to talk, and the black magpie at the head of the river wants to sell ice.

Green waves flow from east to west, north to south, and there are three hundred and ninety bridges with red rails.

Mandarin ducks flutter their wings, and there are thousands of willows.

I wonder whether the spring breeze will come sooner or later, only from the day before yesterday to today.

4. "The Sapphire Case"

Song Dynasty·He Zhu

Lingbo could not reach Hengtang Road, but he watched Fangchen go.

Who will spend the golden years? The flower pavilion on the platform, the slender windows and red doors, only spring knows where. The blue clouds slowly rise into the twilight sky, and the colorful pen inscribes a heart-breaking sentence. How much leisure and sorrow do you have?

The river is full of mist and rain, the city is full of wind and rain, and the plums are yellow and rainy.

5. "Hengtang"

Song Dynasty·Fan Chengda

When spring comes in Nanpu, the green river is green, and the two stone bridges and red pagodas remain.

We see off guests on Hengtang Road every year, and the drizzle is accompanied by hanging poplars and painted boats.

6. "Feng Xiucai in Wuzhong"

Du Mu, Tang Dynasty

The grass outside Cheung Chau Garden is growing green, but the journey is far away.

The only thing I can't forget now is the mist of dusk and the autumn rain crossing the maple bridge.

7. "Recalling Jiangnan"

Tang Dynasty·Bai Juyi

Recalling Jiangnan, and secondly recalling Wugong.

A glass of Wu wine with spring bamboo leaves,

Wu and his wife dance together and get drunk with hibiscus, and they will meet again sooner or later.

8. "Singing to the Moon while Drinking Wine"

Ming Dynasty Tang Yin

There was a moon before Li Bai, but only Li Bai's poems can describe it.

Now that Li Bai has passed away, how full and waning is the moon in the blue sky?

People today still sing Li Bai’s poems, and the bright moon is still as bright as Li Bai’s time;

I think Li Bai is facing the bright moon, how can the moon and Li Bai know?

Li Bai is as good at poetry as he is at wine, and I am as capable as drinking a thousand poems now.

Although I am not as talented as Li Bai, I guess Yingyue does not think I am ugly.

I will not board the emperor's ship, nor will I go to sleep in peace.

In a thatched hut outside Gusu City, there are thousands of trees and peach blossoms filling the sky.

9. "Hengtang"

Song Dynasty·Fan Chengda

When spring comes in Nanpu, the river is green, and the stone bridge and the red pagoda are still there.

We see off guests on Hengtang Road every year, and the drizzle is accompanied by hanging poplars and painted boats.

10. "Song of Peach Blossom Temple"

Ming Dynasty Tang Yin

Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, Peach Blossom Fairy under Peach Blossom Temple;

The Peach Blossom Fairy planted peach trees and picked peach blossoms to sell for wine money.

When you are sober, you just sit in front of flowers, and when you are drunk, you sleep under flowers;

Half awake and half drunk day after day, flowers fall and bloom year after year.

I hope that I will die in old age among the flowers and wine, and do not want to bow in front of the chariot and horse;

The chariot and the horse are enough for the rich, and the wine-gold branch is for the poor.

If you compare the rich and the poor to the humble, one is on the ground and the other is in the sky;

If you compare the poor to the chariot and horse, he has to drive and I have nothing to do.

Others laugh at me for being crazy, but I laugh at others because they can’t see through it;

There are no tombs of heroes from Wuling, and there are no flowers or wine to cultivate the fields.