The poem about Changzhou Lake View Room is 1. What are the poems describing the lake view?
1, Zhang "Moonlit Night on the Spring River":
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.
2. Su Shunqin's "The ferry stops in the middle of Huaizhong":
Weeds are green in the spring shade, and sometimes there are flowers and trees.
At night, under the lonely boat ancient temple, Sichuan is full of wind and rain.
3. Dark clouds cover the mountains, while white rain jumps over the boat. The wind blows in and out of sight, and the lake looks like the sky below it.
"Other poems describing the lake scenery are as follows."
1, Liu Yuxi's visit to Dongting:
The lake and moonlight are combined into one, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.
Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
2. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour of Qiantang 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.
3, Jade Sword Qiong Tian 30,000 hectares, take me a boat. The bright moon is in the sky, and the shadow of the Ming River is clear both inside and outside.
4. Suck the Xijiang River, pour the Beidou, and Vientiane is the guest. I don't know what night it is!
5. The surface of the silver plate is dust-free, and the jade mirror sets each other off.
6, the dark clouds turn over the ink and don't cover the mountain, and the white rain jumps over the boat. Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
There is Wu in the east and Chu in the south, and there is no end to heaven and earth.
On the 8th, clouds hung over Yueyang City from Yungu and Menggu.
This river crosses the heavens and the earth. Is the color of the mountains there yes or no?
10, 1000 tilts, all the mirrors are clean, the blue mountain peaks fall, and suddenly the waves rise, dancing out a leaf of Pulsatilla chinensis.
1 1, Chu Tian is thousands of miles away in clear autumn, flowing water follows the sky, and autumn is endless.
12, exclude junshan. All right, spread the Hunan water. Baling didn't drink enough wine and got drunk together in the autumn of Dongting Lake.
13, the mountains cover the white sun, and the Huang Heren current. (Wang Zhihuan's "In the Heron Villa")
14, bid farewell to the Yellow River and stay at Heishantou at dusk. ("Mulan Ci")
15, there are endless tears in the mountains and rivers. Who said that heaven and earth are wide? (Xia Wanchun's "Different Clouds")
16, the current flew down three thousands of feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had set for nine days. (Li Bai's Looking at Lushan Waterfall)
2. Poems describing the lake view
Lake, light, autumn and moon combine.
The windless mirror on the pool surface is not polished.
Looking at Dongting Lake in the distance, the mountains and rivers are green.
Green snail in a silver plate
And Du Fu's.
Looking at Dongting Lake from afar —— addressed to Premier Zhang
meng haoran
The autumn water rises and almost blends with the shore, mixing water and sky with the sky.
Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.
I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age.
Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.
Du Fu
I heard that Dongting Lake is magnificent before, but today's wish has finally reached Yueyang Tower. The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water. There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat. The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing. Search this category by SMS. I heard that Dongting Lake is magnificent before, but today's wish has finally reached Yueyang Tower. The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water. There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat. There are wars and mountains to the north of this wall, and how can I not cry by this railing? .
During the Tang and Song Dynasties, the water level of Dongting Lake expanded westward, reaching seven or eight hundred li in Fiona Fang, which was the deepest period of Dongting Lake. "Eight hundred Li Dongting" began to appear frequently in the poems of this period, such as "eight hundred Li around, staring tired"; Song Mei and Yao Chen's "Sail for 800 Li, People Hope Yueyang Dream" and so on.
The clear waves, magnificent scenery and majestic momentum of Dongting Lake inspired the poet's infinite poetry. Zhang Shuo's poems in Tang Dynasty? Quot Looking at the lake in Pinghu, Lin Jing Chihiro went down to Dongquan. Suddenly, I was surprised to find that the water was full of brilliance, and I suspected that I had gone to Japan by boat. Meng Haoran, a famous landscape poet in the Tang Dynasty, said, "Dongting is rich in autumn and wants to go boating. If you don't distinguish between Jing and Wu, there is water and sky. "The two greatest poets in the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai and Du Fu, both wrote famous sentences describing Dongting Lake. Li Bai's poem "Looking at Baling Dongting in Autumn" said: "Go to Baling in the morning and visit all over the place. The lake is clear and reflected in the sky. The clear lake can see the bottom of autumn. Looking for autumn is so vast, the shore and water are Ming Che. Green mountains and trees in the distance, green colors and cold smoke. Sailboats are drifting lightly, coming here from the river, and birds are far away from the sky. Changsha is clear and first frost is empty. Du Fu described this huge cave like this: "There is Wu in the east and Chu in the south, and I can see the endless floating of heaven and earth. "Bai Juyi" apes climb their hooves, and it is difficult for geese to fly across the lake. Besides crossing the sea, Yuan Zhen also went to Dongting Lake in his life. Ride the wind and waves, sink to the west, swallow the air and pick up the Shuhe River. Zhang Xiaoxiang, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote Nian Nujiao Crossing the Cave, which was highly praised by later generations: "Dongting grass, near the Mid-Autumn Festival, is even less charming. Jade Sword Qiongtian covers 30,000 hectares and gives me a boat. The bright moon is in the sky, and the shadow of the Ming River is clear both inside and outside. The bright moon and the bright galaxy reflect their posture in this vast jade scene, and the water surface is bright and clear. ..... "It is precisely because the lake is unfathomable and endless that people have wonderful fantasies and magical imaginations. In his biography of Liu Yi, Li described Dongting Lake as a dragon palace, with white columns and blue walls, and "pavilions and terraces facing each other, with thousands of families and exotic flowers and trees".
3. Poetry describing Changzhou
From the perspective of "Poetic Country" and "Poetic School", China is called "Poetic Country" in the world, which is the pride of China people. Changzhou, China is also called "Poetic Country" in history, which is the pride of Changzhou people. Of course, the latter's "poetic country" refers not to a country, but to a city or region. In addition, this title is not self-styled, but has a historical basis. In the early years of the Qing Dynasty, a famous poet in Zhejiang wrote such a poem: "The Millennium Piling Poetry Country".
Su Dongpo: Walking on the Beach
The mountains show hibiscus, the streams show colorful paintings, and the caves are really downstream. The breeze wants to cut jiao ling, and the long bridge still spans thousands of years.
Xie Peizhu hairpin, begging for land and housing, yellow wine Yuqiao society. When Long Yuan was not young, he was rich, and his ears told him all his fame.
A melody:
Huiquan Mountain is covered with soil, and the river head is better than the pearl.
I want to be old when I sell swords and buy cows, and I don't want to kill chickens for millet.
If you don't believe in it, vulgarity is really comparable to pedantry.
Don't blame Jiangnan for staying and making a living all his life.
The first half of this poem says that Wuxi and Yixing, to which Changzhou belongs, have fertile land and rich products. I am willing to work for the elderly here. Would you like to come? In the second half, Yixing, Changzhou, located in an eccentric place, may not be able to accommodate your high-rise hood, but the frugality of folk customs can really make me a scholar. Don't blame me for staying in Changzhou for a long time. I am making a life plan.
4. Changzhou Yancheng Poetry
The sunshine in spring is so warm that flowers and trees are full of vitality. The orioles showed off their songs heartily, and a beautiful country girl picked Artemisia leisurely.
Delay: slow. Huimu: vegetation. Lush: The appearance of lush grass. Cang Geng: warbler. Hehe: Birds sing in unison. Midges: Artemisia ordosica. Hey: A lot.
The Book of Songs Xiaoya Chu Ci
In mid-spring, Yang Hefang got up.
Yanghe: heating in spring
Historical Records of Qin Shihuang's Biography
In Yangchun Budeze, everything is brilliant.
Han Yuefu's Ancient Ci "Long Songs"
The wind in spring and during the day is fragrant.
Jin Yuefu's Ancient Ci "Three Golden Baiqi Dances"
In the spring of February and March, grass and water are the same color.
Yu Zhu, an ancient poem of Jin Yuefu.
In the Spring Festival Evening, there are green fields, Aritaka Iwao and white clouds.
Xiu: Beautiful. Tun: Stay and gather.
Xie Lingyun's Into the Lake Mouth of Peng Li in the Southern Song Dynasty
Spring grass grows in the pond and garden willows become songbirds.
Songbirds: Songbirds have changed their species. Winter has gone and spring has come, and birds have changed.
Xie Lingyun's Climbing the Pool Upstairs in Southern Song Dynasty
5. About Changzhou's scenery, myths, legends and predecessors' poems.
Huiquan Mountain is covered with soil, and the river head is better than the pearl.
I want to be old when I sell swords and buy cows, and I don't want to kill chickens for millet.
If you don't believe it, vulgarity is really comparable to pedantry.
Don't blame Jiangnan for staying behind, the business plan is still alive.
Except Su Shi's Sleeping in Changzhou (two songs)
one
It's sad to sing and cry. The fire is far away and the stars are low.
Sick, sleepless and old, local accent is not accompanied.
Heavy feet and frost, light and thin new head.
Thank you for coming. You can stay alone for one night.
two
Looking at the three-year-old cloud length in the south, I am afraid of a lifelong walkway.
When I get old, I'm afraid to look at the new calendar. I'm going to learn the old peach blossom symbol.
Fireworks 3 youth, frost and snow want to find sick people 4.
However, I kept my sadness rich and healthy, and finally I was too lazy to drink Tu Su.
Changzhou Fu-(Qing) Chu Bangqing
Mourn for a beautiful woman and smile. I am the only one who lives alone. They all say that they dream of their peers and it is difficult to eat. Heartache makes Jia drunk, so he can't be with you.
Vaguely go back to the past, miss my wife and get hurt. I just want to be with you. I think I miss home. I miss you in the curtain, and I am looking forward to leaving Beijing in the south of the city. However, thin wine has sacrifices. Can you drink with it? Empty seats and longing, empty cups offer sacrifices to beautiful women. Singing and dancing quietly, the invisible voice is spinning. God is gloomy and the sky is gloomy because of the sadness of the land god. Thunder rises during the day, just like your voice calling. The clear rain fell on the ground, like the transmission of words. There are clouds floating. I'm here to see you. You and I love each other deeply. The spirit of the universe is between you and me.
You are calm and often miss Xi, and you keep it in mind. Speaking of hope, I didn't forget it on purpose. Birds are flying in each other, and I stand by and say goodbye. Look up and take away the temporary heartache. Like you said, listen to the birds sing.
I miss you in my heart, and my heart is on your face. Looking back, you and I are separated by north and south. The armchair looks south and throws its heart. Zhihu Shu's reply is affectionate, which makes people think and feel sad. Born in a beautiful place in the south, a talented woman was born. Talent looks at the back, and loss hurts. Looking back, I took care of you, but it's hard to hope that I can stay with you in the end.
White cranes crow and tell each other, and the meeting will be held. I miss your past, but it's not for me to decide. My heart is fascinated by the dance steps. It's like dancing with you, and you and I embrace each other. Help Yao Qin dance with * * * and take a walk with Yue Xian. Boya plays the piano, you and I will enjoy it. The mountains are shrouded in clouds, and you can enjoy them lying halfway up the mountain. The drizzle is falling, and you and I climb mountains in the rain. Crying and becoming sad, passing by me. Raise your eyes and look at you, floating into the clouds. Touch the foot pad, illusory and scattered. At that time, I was too sad to speak, looking at the stars and sighing.
His body is rowing in the sea, and the mermaid is dancing for fun. Light the waves and ask the waves, and the soul swings in the blue waves. Pray for your peace of mind and light candles at home to attract the environment. Look at the stars and miss me, looking forward to the sunrise in the east. Thinking about everything is a pain in my heart. Sleepless every night, I have to wait for you to miss you. A person is very painful and helpless, and his wife doesn't know where to find it. When you are beautiful, when you look back, you dare not forget.
6. Try to describe Changzhou's ancient poetry or prose piecemeal (title plus author), not much.
Except Su Shi's Sleeping in Changzhou (two songs)
one
It's sad to sing and cry. The fire is far away and the stars are low.
Sick, sleepless and old, local accent is not accompanied.
Heavy feet and frost, light and thin new head.
Thank you for coming. You can stay alone for one night.
two
Looking at the three-year-old cloud length in the south, I am afraid of a lifelong walkway.
When I get old, I'm afraid to look at the new calendar. I'm going to learn the old peach blossom symbol.
Fireworks 3 youth, frost and snow want to find sick people 4.
However, I kept my sadness rich and healthy, and finally I was too lazy to drink Tu Su.
Changzhou Fu-(Qing) Chu Bangqing
Mourn for a beautiful woman and smile. I am the only one who lives alone. They all say that they dream of their peers and it is difficult to eat. Heartache makes Jia drunk, so he can't be with you.
Vaguely go back to the past, miss my wife and get hurt. I just want to be with you. I think I miss home. I miss you in the curtain, and I am looking forward to leaving Beijing in the south of the city. However, thin wine has sacrifices. Can you drink with it? Empty seats and longing, empty cups offer sacrifices to beautiful women. Singing and dancing quietly, the invisible voice is spinning. God is gloomy and the sky is gloomy because of the sadness of the land god. Thunder rises during the day, just like your voice calling. The clear rain fell on the ground, like the transmission of words. There are clouds floating. I'm here to see you. You and I love each other deeply. The spirit of the universe is between you and me.
You are calm and often miss Xi, and you keep it in mind. Speaking of hope, I didn't forget it on purpose. Birds are flying in each other, and I stand by and say goodbye. Look up and take away the temporary heartache. Like you said, listen to the birds sing.
I miss you in my heart, and my heart is on your face. Looking back, you and I are separated by north and south. The armchair looks south and throws its heart. Zhihu Shu's reply is affectionate, which makes people think and feel sad. Born in a beautiful place in the south, a talented woman was born. Talent looks at the back, and loss hurts. Looking back, I took care of you, but it's hard to hope that I can stay with you in the end.
White cranes crow and tell each other, and the meeting will be held. I miss your past, but it's not for me to decide. My heart is fascinated by the dance steps. It's like dancing with you, and you and I embrace each other. Help Yao Qin dance with * * * and take a walk with Yue Xian. Boya plays the piano, you and I will enjoy it. The mountains are shrouded in clouds, and you can enjoy them lying halfway up the mountain. The drizzle is falling, and you and I climb mountains in the rain. Crying and becoming sad, passing by me. Raise your eyes and look at you, floating into the clouds. Touch the foot pad, illusory and scattered. At that time, I was too sad to speak, looking at the stars and sighing.
His body is rowing in the sea, and the mermaid is dancing for fun. Light the waves and ask the waves, and the soul swings in the blue waves. Pray for your peace of mind and light candles at home to attract the environment. Look at the stars and miss me, looking forward to the sunrise in the east. Thinking about everything is a pain in my heart. Sleepless every night, I have to wait for you to miss you. A person is very painful and helpless, and his wife doesn't know where to find it. When you are beautiful, when you look back, you dare not forget.
7. Poems about houses
The poem describing the "house" is as follows:
1. Song Xin Qi Ji's "Qingpingle Village"
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.
Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it?
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.
My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked.
2. Liu Tang Yuxi's "Humble Room Inscription"
The mountain is not high, and the fairy is famous. The water is not deep, and the dragon is the spirit. I am a humble room, but I am virtuous. The moss on the stage is green, and the curtain grass is green. There is no Ding Bai who laughs and has a university. You can tune the pipa and read Jin Dian. There is no confusion, and there is no complicated form. Zhuge Lu in Nanyang and Ting Yun Pavilion in West Shu. Kong Ziyun: What's wrong?
3. Wei's Pastoral in Spring
Pigeons sing on the house in spring, and apricot flowers are white on the edge of the village. Hold an axe to cut far and wide, and hoe the spring pulse.
Yan knows his lair, so he looks at the new calendar. If you are in a hurry, you will not be royal, and if you are far away, you will travel far.
4. Song Yang Wanli's Cold Food on the Tomb
Go straight to your husband! Can this bridge be out of danger?
The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat.
The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.
Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.
5. Tang Du Fu's Autumn Wind Breaking the Cottage
In August and autumn, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs. Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao.
The children in Nancun bully me, and I can't stand being a thief in the opposite direction and openly carrying Mao into the bamboo forest. My lips are burnt, my mouth is dry, and I can't breathe. When I came back, I sighed at my staff.
In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark. This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain. What's the point of getting wet all night?
There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, which greatly protect all the smiles of the poor in the world, and the wind and rain are as quiet as mountains. Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone!