Jiangnan
Han Yuefu
Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields with lotus leaves.
The fish plays with the lotus leaves to the east, the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the west,
The fish plays with the lotus leaves to the south, and the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the north.
Ode to the Goose
King Luo Bin
Goose, goose, goose, singing to the sky,
White hair floating on the green water, red The palm moves the clear wave.
Yong Willow
He Zhizhang
The jasper is made up into a tree as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down.
I wonder who cuts the thin leaves? The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Climbing the Stork Tower
Wang Zhihuan
The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea.
If you want to see a thousand miles away, take it to the next level.
Liangzhou Ci
Wang Han
The luminous cup of grape wine reminds me to drink pipa immediately.
Lord Grim, lying drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times?
Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower
Wang Changling
I entered Wu at night in the cold rain and saw off my guest Chu Shangu in the bright light.
When relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, their hearts are filled with ice in a jade pot.
Chile Song
Folk Songs of the Northern Dynasties
Chile River, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain,
The sky is like a dome, covering the surrounding fields.
The sky is clear and the fields are vast.
The wind blows the grass and you can see cattle and sheep.
Wind
李夤
The three autumn leaves fall, and February flowers bloom.
Thousands of feet of waves cross the river, and thousands of bamboo poles slant into it.
Liangzhou Ci
Wang Zhihuan
Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain.
Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.
Spring Dawn
Meng Haoran
I sleep in the spring without realizing the dawn, and hear the singing of birds everywhere.
How many flowers have fallen to the sound of wind and rain at night?
Going out of the fortress
Wang Changling
The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty and the Pass of the Han Dynasty, and the people who had marched thousands of miles have not returned.
But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Huma is not taught to cross the Yin Mountains.
Lu Chai
Wang Wei
No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but people can hear their voices.
Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again.
Send Yuan Er envoy to Anxi
Wang Wei
The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guest houses are green and willow-colored.
I advise you to drink another glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west.
Reminiscing about Shandong brothers on September 9
Wang Wei
A stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season.
I know from afar that my brothers have climbed to a high place, and there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere.
Silent Night Thoughts
Li Bai
The moonlight shines brightly in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.
Gu Lang's Moon Walk
Li Bai
When I was young, I didn't know the moon, so I called it a white jade plate.
I also suspected that the Yao Tai Mirror was flying in the blue clouds.
Wanglu Mountain Waterfall
Li Bai
The incense burner produces purple smoke in the sunshine, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river in the distance.
Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky.
Gift to Wang Lun
Li Bai
Li Bai was about to leave in a boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore.
The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun’s gift to me.
The Yellow Crane Tower sends Meng Haoran to Guangling
Li Bai
The old friend bids farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks descend to Yangzhou in March.
The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.
Depart early from Baidi City
Li Bai
The white emperor's farewell speech was among the colorful clouds, and the thousand-mile journey to Jiangling was returned in one day.
The apes on both sides of the strait can’t stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains.
Looking at Tianmen Mountain
Li Bai
Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward and returns to the north.
The green mountains on both sides of the strait face each other, and a lonely sail comes from the sun.
Farewell to Dongda
Gao Shi
Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow.
Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. Who in the world doesn’t know you?
Quatrains
Du Fu
Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascends to the blue sky.
The window contains Qianqiu snow of Xiling, and the door is docked with a ship thousands of miles away from Dongwu.
A happy rain on a spring night
Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.
The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire.
Looking at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.
Quequatrains
Du Fu
The rivers and mountains are beautiful in Chiri, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.
Swallows fly when the mud melts, and mandarin ducks sleep in the warm sand.
Walking alone by the river looking for flowers
Du Fu
In front of Huangshi Pagoda, the river is east, and the spring light is lazy and leaning on the breeze.
A cluster of peach blossoms blooms without an owner, the lovely deep red loves the light red.
Night Mooring at Maple Bridge
Zhang Ji
The moon is setting, crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, Jiang Feng is fishing and the fire is facing melancholy.
At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang at midnight to reach the passenger ship.
You Zi Yin
Meng Jiao
The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the body of the wanderer.
Before leaving, I am worried that I will return later.
Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.
Jiang Xue
Liu Zongyuan
Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared.
A man in a lone boat with a coir raincoat fishing fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
Yu Gezi
Zhang Zhihe
In front of Xisai Mountain, egrets fly, and peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat.
Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return.
Saixiaqu
Lulun
The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes at night.
In order to drive Qingqi away, heavy snow covered the bow and knife.
Looking at Dongting
Liu Yuxi
The lake and the moon are harmonious, and there is no windshield on the lake surface that has not been polished.
Looking at the green mountains and rivers of Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
Langtaosha
Liu Yuxi
The Yellow River has thousands of miles of sand, and the waves and winds blow from the end of the world.
Now we go straight up the Milky Way, to the home of the Morning Glory and the Weaver Girl.
Farewell to the ancient original grass
Bai Juyi
When the grass grows in the original place, it withers and grows every year.
The wildfire cannot be burned out, but the spring breeze blows it again.
The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city.
I sent the king and grandson off again, and the love was full of farewell.
Chishang
Bai Juyi
The little boy held a small boat and secretly picked white lotus.
If you don’t hide the traces, the duckweeds will bloom together.
Recalling Jiangnan
Bai Juyi
Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me.
When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue.
Can we not remember Jiangnan?
Children's Fishing
Hu Lingneng
A child with a shaggy head is learning fishing, sitting sideways with strawberries reflected on his body.
Passers-by asked and waved, fearing that they would be frightened and ignored.
Compassion for the Farmers
Li Shen
It was noon on the day of hoeing, and sweat dripped from the soil.
Who knows that every meal on the plate is hard work.
Those who seek hermitage will not find them
Jia Dao
Panasonic asked the boy, saying that the teacher was going to collect medicine.
Only in this mountain, I don’t know where the clouds are.
Mountain Walk
Du Mu
Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living in the white clouds.
I park my car and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost.
Qingming Festival
Du Mu
It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die.
May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance.
Jiang Nanchun
Du Mu
Thousands of miles away, the orioles are singing, the green is reflected in red, and the wine flags in Shuicun Mountain are winding;
The four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, How many buildings are in the mist and rain.
Leyouyuan
Li Shangyin
Feeling unwell in the evening, he drove to Guyuan.
The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it’s almost dusk.
Bee
Luo Yin
Whether it is on the flat ground or on the top of a mountain, the infinite scenery is occupied.
After harvesting the honey from hundreds of flowers, it will be sweet to whomever you work hard for.
The fisherman on the river
Fan Zhongyan
People come and go on the river, but they love the beauty of sea bass.
Look at the boat, which is in and out of the storm.
Yuan's Day
Wang Anshi
The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu,
Thousands of households go to bed Every day, new peaches are always replaced by old talismans.
Boancing Guazhou
Wang Anshi
Between Jingkou Guazhou and the water, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains.
The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?
The wall of Mr. Shu Huyin
Wang Anshi
The eaves are long and swept clean without moss, and the flowers and trees are cut by hand.
A river of water protects the fields and surrounds them with green, and two mountains with rows of gates bring in green.
Drunken Book at Wanghu Tower on June 27th
Su Shi
Black clouds rolled over the mountains without covering the mountains, and white raindrops jumped into the boat.
When the wind comes and blows away, the water under Wanghu Tower is like the sky.
Drinking on the lake when it first clears and then rains
Su Shi
The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, but the mountains look empty and rainy is also strange.
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup.
Huichong Chunjiang Xiaojing
Su Shi
Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, a duck prophet of the warmth of the spring river.
The reeds are all over the ground and the reed buds are short, which is when the puffer fish is about to come.
Tixilinbi
Su Shi
Viewed horizontally, it looks like a ridge and a peak on the side, with different heights from near to far.
I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain.
Summer Quatrains
Li Qingzhao
He was born as a hero, but died as a ghost.
I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong.
Shi'er
Lu You
After death, I know that everything is in vain, but I am not as sad as Jiuzhou.
Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices.
On an autumn night, I feel the dawn as I step out of the fence to welcome the cool air
Lu You
Thirty thousand miles of river east enters the sea, and five thousand miles of mountains reach the sky.
The remaining people shed tears in the dust and looked south to the king's division for another year.
Pastoral miscellaneous activities at four o'clock
Fan Chengda
Working in the fields during the day and working on hemp crops at night, the children of the village are responsible for their own affairs.
The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons near the mulberry tree.
Small Pond
Yang Wanli
The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the trees shines on the water, which is clear and soft.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.
Sent Lin Zifang off at Jingci Temple at dawn
Yang Wanli
After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
On a spring day
Zhu Xi
On a beautiful day, the scenery along the Surabaya River is new and beautiful.
Easy to recognize the east wind, colorful colors are always spring.
Title Lin'an Residence
Lin Sheng
Outside the Qingshan Tower outside the mountain, when will the singing and dancing in the West Lake close?
The warm wind makes tourists drunk, and they think Hangzhou is Bianzhou.
Visiting the garden is not worth it
Ye Shaoweng
Ying pity's teeth are imprinted with green moss, and the small buckle firewood door cannot be opened for a long time.
The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall.
April in the countryside
Wengjuan
The mountains are green and the rivers are white, and the rain is like smoke amid the sound of the rules.
In April in the countryside, there are few idle people, so they are planting sericulture and planting fields.
Mo Mei
Wang Mian
The tree at the head of my inkstone washing pond has blossoms with faint ink marks.
Don’t let anyone praise you for the good color, just leave the pure energy filling the universe.
The Song of Lime
Yu Qian
Thousands of hammers carved out the deep mountains, and the fire burned them as if they were leisurely.
Don’t be afraid of being shattered into pieces, but you want to stay green and white In the human world.
Bamboo and Stone
Zheng Xie
He insists on not letting go of the green mountains, and his roots are still in the broken rocks.
After countless hardships, I am still strong, regardless of the wind from east to west, north or south.
What I saw
Yuan Mei
A shepherd boy riding an ox, his singing shook the forest.
I wanted to catch the chirping cicada, but suddenly I stood up with my mouth shut.
Village House
Gaoding
The grass is growing and the orioles are flying in the February sky, and the willows are blowing on the dike and the green smoke is intoxicating.
Children came back early from school and were busy flying kites in the east wind