Poems related to fog are as follows
Fog is a natural weather phenomenon. The temperatures are the lowest in the early mornings of autumn, winter and spring, which is when the fog is thickest. The shapes of fog are ever-changing and complex. The ancient poems about "fog" also have a special interest.
The ancients observed fog very carefully. The poet divided the fog into many colors, including white fog: "White fog buries the shadows, and the red clouds help the dawn light; the cold clouds and white fog surge, and the flight is unprecedented. ; There is yellow fog: "The mountains sink in the yellow fog, and the earth is covered in black clouds."; There is also red fog: "The sun rises by the river and the red fog disperses, and the darkness breaks through the red fog and the towers dawn." And so on, each has its own beauty.
1. Lingwuxing (Wei Yingwu)
The sea fog in Qucheng is heavy, and the mission goes out in the early morning. Only then did he see the white soup in his hand, and a little glance at his clothes on the secret road. He couldn't tell the difference, and all the trees in the suburbs were as if they were missing. Fei Wei accidentally inhaled, and her skin and knees trembled.
2. Wu (Li Qiao)
Cao Gong was fascinated by Chu Ze, and the Han Emperor came out of Pingcheng. The demonic atmosphere of the deep deer is quiet, the bright colors of Danshan are flying slightly heavier, and the scattered rain is still light. If you don't see a bear sign, you would rather think about the love of a mysterious leopard.
3. Ode to the Mist (Suweiwei)
The dense box creates a ravine, coming from afar, it seems to be holding a dragon sword, but it is also suspected to be a mirage, and the forest is dense with the rain. The path is full of smoke. Fang Xie Gong takes a step forward and finally swims with Yan Fu.
4. Sitting in the water pavilion at night, reading poems to see the mist (Li Yi)
The moon sets and the cold mist rises, meditating on the vast river. The birds and trees are scattered, the mountains and swamps are deserted and the desert sands are on the road, Fafazhou is outside the fields. Just like leaning against a distant tree, I want to stop and go to the sky.
5. Ode to the Mist (Dong Sigong)
Cangshan Mountain is silent at dusk, and the green view is about to sink. In the late morning in the south, leopards are hiding, and night monkeys are singing in the Wu Gorge. The sky is still cold, and the scenery is dark and dark. I will visit the public supermarket and go to Huayin.
6. Lotte is the month of Changzhai. At this time, I am worried that my bedroom is far away and the clouds and mist are difficult to cover (Liu Yuxi)
The medicines in the garden are withered and red, the locust trees in the courtyard are replaced by green shades, and the scenery is full of nothingness. , the clouds and mist are not covered, looking at the summer evening (Guan Xiu) Tao Kan Hanxi Temple, where is it now? There is drought and fog in Tingsha, and mountain fire shines on the plains.
The Bodhisattva Man (Li Ye) is floating under the three peaks, and the autumn wind is often blowing. The broken heart reminds me of the fairy palace, in the hazy smoke. Tang Xiang Haotian Le·Fifth Dynasty, the altar was filled with fog, and the smoke was sinking in Shuling. I love setting up baskets of coins to show my sincerity
7. When I first entered Qinchuan Road, I encountered cold food (Li Longji)
The fragrant trees of Luoyang reflect Tianjin, and the green land of the Ba Bank is straight as I pass by. Traveling happily, I don’t know how to waste the two springs in Beijing last year. This spring morning, the cold food and Qingming are pitiful and the wind blows on the flowers. Since the Guan Road enters Qinchuan in Chang’an, it has been shining brightly. On the way, who can’t play Cuju and fight with the whip? The beauty is about to die. swing.
The long bridge on the Wei River is about to be crossed, and new lush trees are gradually appearing. Seen from afar, it flies into the sky, and I imagine smoke rising from the soup pool, the water palace opening, and the incense wheel turning on the incense wheel for a while before returning. From a distance, I can see the song driving into the sky, and I can imagine the smoke rising from the soup pool, the water palace opening, and the incense wheel returning temporarily. It is too late to go on the Qingming Festival this year, and I will accompany you with the cold food next year.
8. Ascend to the Taihang Mountains early to express his ambitions (Li Longji)
Qingye traveled to Heyang, and went up to Taihang and Fire Dragon Mingniao Road, riding a cavalry around the sheep's intestines. , Bai Ling is buried in the ravine, Danxia helps the dawn light, the spring contains the lingering frost, the mountain trees carry frost, the wild old thatch makes the house, and the woodcutter Xue makes the clothes. Xuanfeng asked Qi Ai that he was advocating the cultivation of mulberry trees and was ashamed of his sages. He admired the past emperor and did not show his righteousness for the present. Why did he come to the throne?