Poems describing mountain peaks (written by Su Dongpo)

Few of Su Shi's poems directly describe mountains. The following is the appreciation:

Tixilin stone

Looking at Lushan Mountain from the front and side of peaks and valleys, from far, near, high and low places, Lushan Mountain presents various faces.

I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there.

Su Dongpo praised Hainan's strange stones, but it's a pity that five words are quatrains:

The abrupt pass is empty, and other mountains are always inferior;

Look at the stones on the side of the road, which are full of relics!

Ding Fengbo

On March 7th, it was raining on Hu Sha Road. The rain gear went first, and the peers were all in a mess. I couldn't feel it alone. It has cleared up,

The word pretend.

Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely.

Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.

The coolness of spring breeze awakens my wine, and the cold begins to be cold, and the peak of the sun is the sun, but it is satisfied in time.

Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny.

Yu Meiren has a beautiful hall to tell the story of the past.

Hushanxin is a beauty in the southeast, with a distance of thousands of miles.

How soon will your majesty come back? It makes your majesty drunk.

Who sings at the beginning of the Shahetang lantern festival?

In the dead of night, there is only one bright moon in Liuli Bi.

Nanxiangzi sent a story about the past.

Looking back at the chaotic mountains and rivers, I saw no one in the city.

Who is like the tower pavilion on Linping Mountain, welcoming guests to the west?

It's a breeze to return home in clothes, but a cold dream can't come true.

The residual lamp shines obliquely tonight, and the tears are not clear when the autumn rain is clear.

Xiangzi crossed Qilitan.

Get on a boat and wave a pair of oars, like a frightened swan, skimming over the water.

The sky is blue, the color is clear, the mountains and mountains are bright, as far as the river, and the waves are as flat as a mirror.

Swimming fish, counting, appearing like running water from time to time; By the water, egret point, relax.

The stream during the day is crystal clear; Dawn river, cold and frost; The stream next month is a bright crystal world.

Hills on both sides of the strait, looking at the depth, picturesque; Seen from the route, the curve is tortuous, like a screen.

Yan Guang smiled in vain this year and never really enjoyed the scenery of this beautiful place.

The emperor and the hermit are now like a dream, leaving only an empty name.

There are only distant mountains and mountains; White clouds in the mountains, wind changes; Xiao Shan Xiao, want to drop green.

Visiting two monks, Qin Hui and Huisi, on an isolated mountain in Largo.

It will snow, the clouds will fill the lake, the towers will be bright, and the mountains will be gone.

There are plenty of stone fish in the water, but there are no birds in the forest.

I really entertain myself when I don't return to my wife and children in the twelfth lunar month.

Where do Taoist priests live? Pandong Baoyun Mountain Road.

Who wants to live in a lonely mountain? Taoist priests are not alone on their mountains.

Paper window bamboo building is deep and warm, sitting and lying brown.

In cold weather, I don't worry about my servant at all, so I have to drive home and can't leave.

Out of the mountain, looking back at the cloud shadow tree, I saw the floating picture of wild storks.

I was so happy when I was swimming, and I felt like a dream when I got home.

It is difficult to copy a poem after it is lost.