Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
Li Bai, the first generation of Baidicheng
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
Du Fu in Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Jiang Xue Liu Zongyuan
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
2. Poems praising mountains and rivers (I am a fifth-grade primary school student, and the content need not be too abstruse) are hand in hand with the Yangtze River.
Camb.
Let me be a drop of water
Become the daughter of water
From the horizon
Grab your arm.
Yangtze river
I ran all the way.
Let my first cry melt into you.
Let my happy smile melt into you.
There is also redeemed love.
foremost
Is to put my transparent tears
Withdraw your Yangtze River.
There is more and more dirt in this world.
Pollution is getting heavier and heavier.
It falls vertically.
Our souls.
Only by entering you
Go deep into your heart
We'll be clean.
For the students of the world.
How can we?
refuse
Crazy pumping and sucking blood
Hold the arm of the Yangtze River
I want to be a drop of water
Become the daughter of water
3. The mountains and rivers cover the daytime, and the ocean drains the golden river.
(Wang Zhihuan's "Climbing the Bird's Nest") Riding the wind and breaking the waves, sometimes, I straighten my shady sail and cross the deep, deep sea. (One of Li Bai's Difficult to Go) The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.
(Wang Wei: "Make the Fortress") Say goodbye to the Yellow River and stay at Heishan Mountain at dusk. ((Mulan Ci)) Flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days.
(Li Bai: "Looking at Lushan Waterfall") Lonely sails overlook the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
(Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, and the vegetation is spring. (Du Fu: Dream of Spring) However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor.
(Wang Bo's "Send Du") Good words and sentences ... Night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. (Wang Wan's "The Next Berth on Beibao Mountain") Wu arrived in Fujian alone on a cold rainy night.
The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. (Liu Yuxi: Looking at the Dongting Lake) The Yellow River is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain, far above the white clouds.
(Wang Zhihuan: "Liangzhou Ci") Nine songs about the Yellow River, sand in Wan Li, waves and waves blowing from the horizon. (Liu Yuxi's "Langtaosha").
4. Write poems as required. Poems describing the bright moon are pitiful in the third night of September, with the dew as a pearl and the moon as a bow "(Bai Juyi's" Mu Jiang Yin ").
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathe their jadeite to the sun "(Jinse by Li Shangyin). The breeze blows me, and the moon shines on me. "(Wang Wei answers Zhang's agreement).
The bright moon does not return to the blue sea, and the white clouds are full of sorrow "(Li Bai's" Crying towards the Qing Heng "). The bright moon has come and gone, and no one leans on the withered jade "(Cui Wei's The First Trilogy of Huaqing Palace).
There are nine poems in Wan Li River and Sand, and waves sweep away the wind from the horizon. -Liu Yuxi Tang's "Langtaosha" The mountain is flat and the river enters the river.
-Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry" Tianmen cuts off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu flows. -Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain" is a lonely sail and blue sky, only to see the Yangtze River with water and sky.
-Li Bai's "Send Meng Haoran to Guangling", the stars are leaning down from the open space, and the moon is rushing to the river. -Du Fu's "Expressing My Mind in the Night", how the water of the Yellow River moved out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return.
-Li Bai's "Into the Wine" I want to cross the Yellow River, and the ice-choked ferry will climb the snow-capped mountains. -Li Bai's poem "Difficult to Walk" describes the flowers in spring. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating.
Hui Chongsong Su Shi's "Crazy Catkin" The night view of the riverside dances with the wind, and the fine peach blossoms chase the water (Du Fu's quatrains). The grass is green and yellow, and the peach blossoms are messy. Li (Jia Zhi's two poems about spring thoughts) has blossomed. Only the green grass (Ceng Gong's "South of the City") smashed the Hongshan apricot, paved with new green water (Bai Juyi's "Early Spring in the South Lake"), pear blossoms rained everywhere (Fan Chengda's "Pipa"), peony was full of spring tears, and roses were unable to lie down (Qin Guan's "Spring Day"). Poetry praises good qualities, which cannot be lewd, poor and immobile, and mighty and unyielding-Mencius' five buckets of rice do not bend his back-Tao Yuanming's world rises and falls, and every man is responsible-despite the fact that life has never died since ancient times, it has always made his heart shine. -Untitled Li Shangyin's Love Poem: The belt is getting wider and wider, and you will never regret it, which makes people haggard.
-Liu Yong's "Wu Fengqi" is rich in life and death, and he said with Zi Chengtong. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
-Anonymous "The Book of Songs" If the relationship between the two is long, is it still sooner or later? -Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Fairy" When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward.
-Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" has a beauty that I will never forget. If I don't see it for a day, I will think crazily. -The anonymous Song of the Phoenix Begging for Phoenix entered my lovesick door, knowing that my lovesick is bitter, long and short.
-Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words".