1. Poems about the moon and the bridge
Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty: There is no goose foot in the hometown book, but the crescent moon is visible.
Zhang Ruoxu of the Tang Dynasty: The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is full of tides
Jin Dynasty Tao Yuanming: Spring and Autumn fill the four marshes, summer clouds have many strange peaks, the autumn moon shines brightly, and winter The mountains are beautiful and the pine trees are beautiful.
Li He of Tang Dynasty: The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook.
Song Dynasty Yan Jidao: The bright moon was there at that time, and it returned with colorful clouds.
Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty: The autumn moon rises in the center of the lake in Dongting, and the waves are like molten gold.
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: ***When I look at the bright moon, I should shed tears. My hometown feels the same in five places overnight.
Zhang Ruoxu of the Tang Dynasty: Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? Life is endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar year after year.
Xiao's poem of the Qing Dynasty: The Liaohai Sea swallows up the moon, and the Great Wall locks up the chaotic mountains.
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty: The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
Zhang Huiyan of the Qing Dynasty: Plum blossoms in the snow, pear blossoms in the moon, always longing for each other. Since spring has come, I will not know it.
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty: The clouds in the sky are far away, and the moon is alone in the eternal night.
Liang Zhangju of the Qing Dynasty: The breeze and the bright moon are priceless, and the mountains and rivers nearby are all sentimental.
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty: The new moon is like a beautiful woman, showing off her beauty for the first time after going out to sea.
Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty: On the willow branches above the moon, people meet after dusk.
1. There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. Li Bai
2. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to miss your hometown. Li Bai
3. The flying mirror under the moon, the clouds forming sea towers. Li Bai
4. Raise your glass to the bright moon and make three people look at each other. Li Bai
5. There is a moon in Chang'an and the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes. Li Bai
6. The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. Li Bai
7. The drunken moon often attracts saints, and the lost flowers do not harm you. Li Bai
8. Put down the crystal curtain and look at the autumn moon exquisitely. Li Bai
9. I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon and follow you until the end of the night. Li Bai
10. Everyone is full of joy and excitement, and wants to fly up to the blue sky to see the bright moon. Li Bai
11. The half-autumn moon in Emei Mountain casts its shadow into the water of Pingqiang River. Li Bai
12. The pine wind blows the belt, and the mountain moon shines on the piano. Wang Wei
13. People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine. Wang Wei
14. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upstream. Wang Wei
15. There is a bright moon in Guangze and turbulent currents in Cangshan Mountain. Ma Dai
16. The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes in the night. Lu Lun
17. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. Du Fu
18. The stars are moving in thousands of households, and the moon is in the sky. Du Fu
19. In the morning, he went to clean up the wasteland and filth, and returned home with a hoe in the moonlight. Tao Yuanming
20. Silently, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook. Li Yu
21. Magpies are frightened by the bright moon, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night. Xin Qiji
22. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. Bai Juyi
23. A flick of flowing water and a flick of the moon, half into the river wind and half into the clouds. Couplet
24. The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is slanted in the south. Liu Fangping
25. When you look into the mirror at dawn, you will be worried about the clouds on your temples. When you sing at night, you should feel the cold moonlight. Li Shangyin
26. He can draw the eagle bow like the full moon, looking northwest to shoot the wolf. Su Shi
27. The water under the courtyard is empty and empty. The water is crisscrossed with algae and covered with bamboo and cypress shadows. Su Shi
On the 28th month, the sky is full of frost and crows are falling, and the river maple is sleeping with fishing fire. . Zhang Ji
On the 29th day of the month, there is a willow shoot, and people meet at dusk. . Ouyang Xiu
30 When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine. . Su Shi 2. Poems about the moon and the bridge
Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty: There is no goose foot in the hometown book, but the crescent moon is showing its eyebrows.
Zhang Ruoxu of the Tang Dynasty: The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is full of tides. Jin Dynasty Tao Yuanming: Spring and Autumn fill the four marshes, summer clouds have many strange peaks, the autumn moon shines brightly, and winter ridges show solitary pine trees. Li He of the Tang Dynasty: The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook.
Song Dynasty Yan Jidao: The bright moon was there at that time, and it returned with colorful clouds. Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty: The autumn moon rises in the center of the lake in Dongting, and the waves are like molten gold.
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: ***When I look at the bright moon, I should shed tears. My hometown feels the same in five places overnight. Zhang Ruoxu of Tang Dynasty: Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? Life is endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar year after year.
Xiao's poem of the Qing Dynasty: The Liaohai Sea swallows the moon, and the Great Wall locks up the chaotic mountains. Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty: The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
Zhang Huiyan of the Qing Dynasty: Plum blossoms in the snow, pear blossoms in the moon, always longing for each other. Since spring has come, I will not know it.
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty: The clouds in the sky are far away, and the moon is alone in the eternal night. Liang Zhangju of the Qing Dynasty: The breeze and the bright moon are priceless, and the mountains and rivers near and far are all sentimental. Su Shi of the Song Dynasty: The new moon is like a beautiful woman, making her first appearance at sea.
Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty: On the willow branches above the moon, people meet after dusk. 1. There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Li Bai 2. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to miss your hometown. Li Bai 3. The flying mirror under the moon, the clouds forming the sea tower.
Li Bai 4. Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. Li Bai 5. There is a moon in Chang'an and the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes.
Li Bai 6. The bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. Li Bai 7. The moon is drunk and the saint is in the sky, and the flowers are not the king.
Li Bai 8. Put down the crystal curtain and gaze at the exquisite autumn moon. Li Bai 9. I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon and follow you until the end of the night.
Li Bai 10. Everyone is full of joy and excitement, and wants to fly up to the blue sky to see the bright moon. Li Bai 11. The half-autumn moon in Emei Mountain casts its shadow into the water of Pingqiang River.
Li Bai 12. The pine wind blows the belt, and the mountain moon shines on the piano. Wang Wei 13. People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine.
Wang Wei 14. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upstream. Wang Wei 15. There is a bright moon in Guangze and turbulent currents in Cangshan Mountain.
Ma Dai 16. The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes at night. Lu Lun 17. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
Du Fu 18. The stars are moving in thousands of households, and the moon is in the sky. Du Fu 19. I wake up in the morning to sort out the wasteland and filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight.
Tao Yuanming 20. Silently, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook. Li Yu 21. Magpies are frightened by the bright moon, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night.
Xin Qiji 22. It’s a pity that on the third night of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow. Bai Juyi 23. A flick of water and a flick of the moon, half into the river wind and half into the clouds.
Couplet 24. The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the Beidou is facing the south. Liu Fangping 25. When you look into the mirror at dawn, you will be worried about the clouds on your temples. When you sing at night, you should feel the cold moonlight.
Li Shangyin 26. He can draw the eagle bow like the full moon, looking northwest to shoot the wolf. Su Shi 27. The sky under the courtyard looks like accumulated water, with algae and lilies intertwined in the water, covered with bamboo and cypress shadows.
Su Shi On the 28th month, the sky is full of frost and crows are falling, and the river maples are fishing and sleeping in sorrow.
Zhang Ji On the 29th month, I went to the top of a willow tree and met people after dusk.
Ouyang Xiu 30 When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine.
Su Shi. 3. What are the poems about bridges?
Dawn Moon over Lugou
Author: Qianlong
The cold chickens in Maodian are crowing, and the slanting Han is about to cross the horizon at dawn.
The half-hook leaves the picture in three autumns, but once it is practiced, the wave is flat and the mirror is clear.
After entering the Buddhist monk's heart seal, Huaicheng Kezi was particularly shocked.
Every time I step on the west road of the ditch recently, do I forget my feelings when I touch the scenery?
Marco Polo Bridge (1)
Author: Qianlong
The stone beams and the black water are whipping, and I think back to the next year.
It takes four days to reach the West Zhiqiao Mountain, and my heart is beside the mountains and clouds.
Marco Polo Bridge (Part 2)
Author: Qianlong
The Waking of Insects first came to the Lingxun land, and the layers of ice and puddles piled up in the mountains.
When you lean over the railing, you can see the strong current in the muddy water, and you can walk along the water and think about it.
Marco Polo Bridge (3)
Author: Qianlong
In front of the embankment, I sighed and walked along the wall, and the gourds sang as if they were sad.
When the earth moves to the end of the village, it will depend on a little bit of stability, but the wild rice soil must be carefully repaired and defended.
Marco Polo Bridge (4)
Author: Qianlong
Is the Wuding River as stable as eternity? Thousands of years of sparse governance rely on Shen Mo.
Then the concept of the bridle will be lost, and the people's livelihood must be taken care of.
Linjiang Immortal·Recalling "July 7th"
Author: Zhang Zhenggao
Recalling "July 7th" with anger, Japanese pirates invaded barbarically.
Gunfire erupted from the Marco Polo Bridge. All living beings were devastated, and smoke was rising everywhere.
Eight years of fierce fighting shocked the world, and there were many heroes in Kyushu.
Militarism goes to hell. Ridicule the clown and boost the national spirit.
Qinyuan Chun·Qiqi Marco Polo Bridge Nostalgic
Coming from Yongding to the West, I have experienced all the dust and sand, but I am still angry at myself. Looking at the remaining walls of Wanping, bullet marks are like rain; in the middle of the sky, beacon fire is still visible on the slopes. In front of Dazao Mountain, I seem to have heard the flames of war burning. Eight thousand miles, trampled by the devil's hooves, beautiful mountains and rivers. Heroes shed tears. More heads shed blood. Praise the sons and daughters of China for keeping their tassels in hand, driving away tigers and leopards, and vowing to defend their homeland. Unexpectedly, today, on the Diaoyu Island, monsters and monsters are constantly grinding the palms of ghosts. On what day, I will rely on heaven and use my sharp sword to kill Yama.
"Farewell Cambridge" by Xu Zhimo
I left as gently as I came;
I waved gently, Farewell to the clouds in the western sky.
The golden willows by the river are the bride in the sunset;
The beautiful shadows in the waves are rippling in my heart.
The green banana-plants on the soft mud sway gracefully under the water;
In the soft waves of the Cam River, I would willingly be a waterweed!
The pool under the shade of elm trees is not a clear spring.
It is a rainbow from the sky crushed among the floating algae, depositing rainbow-like dreams.
Looking for a dream? Take a punt and row upstream to where the grass is greener,
Load a whole boat of starlight, and sing in the colorful starlight.
But I can't sing, silence is the shengxiao of parting;
The summer insects are also silent for me, silence is tonight's Cambridge.
I left as quietly as I came;
I waved my sleeves and did not take away a single cloud. 4. What are the poems about bridges
"To Judge Han Chuo of Yangzhou" Author: Du Mu The green mountains are faintly covered by the water, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered since autumn.
On a moonlit night at the Twenty-Four Bridge, where can a beautiful woman teach me how to play the flute? Notes: 1. Far away: describes the distance.
2. Jade: refers to Han Chuo, which means praise. Rhyme Translation: The green mountains are faintly undulating, and the rivers are flowing thousands of miles away.
It is past late autumn, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River is withering. The moonlight at Yangzhou Twenty-Four Bridge is particularly charming.
Old friend, where are you, listening to the beauty play the flute? Poems about the bridge The shape of the bridge leads to the Han Dynasty, and its peaks connect to the clouds and dangers. (Imperial Capital Chapter) Li Shimin The long bridge on the Wei River is about to be crossed, and new trees are gradually appearing.
(Entering Qinchuan Road for the first time and encountering cold food) Li Longji The moss-covered dragon bridge is slippery, and the sun is closed in the smoke and the bird path is confusing. (Xuandu View) The Xu family entered the East Gate Camp in the morning and went to Heyang Bridge in the evening.
(Horizontal Blowing Song Ci·After leaving the fortress, Part 2) Du Fu The spring tower is not closed and the luxuriant locks are closed, and the green water leads back to the Wanzuan Bridge. (Xianghe Song Ci·Jiangnan Song) Han Hong I live in Luoqiaotou on the 28th day of the lunar month.
(Xianghe Songs·Meeting Line) Cui Hao The wine-ripened flowers in Yicheng cover the bridge, and the green ducks crow and bite in the clear sand. (Xianghe Song Ci·Chang Linhuan) Wen Tingyun The willows are green on the bridge, and the roses are red on the ground.
(Dance Song Lyrics·Qu Zhe's Lyrics) Wen Tingyun Every night I worry about the king's overseas affairs, and every year he abandons his concubine to the west of the bridge. (Miscellaneous Songs and Songs: Concubine’s Unlucky Life) Liu Yuanshu Tomorrow, on the long bridge, I will watch the beheading of the dragon in the beautiful city.
(Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·The Journey of a Strong Man) Liu Yuxi There are good willows on the east side of the bridge and on the west side of the bridge. People come and go singing songs. (Miscellaneous Songs·Bamboo Branches) Liu Yuxi is a young woman by the bridge in Yangzhou and a businessman in Changqian City.
After three years of no news, everyone worshiped ghosts and gods. (Miscellaneous Songs·One of the Three Stages in the South of the Yangtze River) Wang Jian The willows in the Golden Valley Garden are already dancing at the waist when spring comes.
It’s such a beautiful scenery, just go up to Luoyang Bridge alone. (Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Cure Harvest Songs) On the Wei Bridge, I watched the troops in Xiliu Village.
(Ode to the Western Han Dynasty) Wei Zheng The Jiuchong City of Yiluo of the Han Dynasty has thousands of miles of imperial roads and pontoons. (Que title) Yang Shidao rides the star to open the crane ban, and leads the moon under the Hongqiao.
(After the play with Luan Yudun) Yu Shi went to Hengqiao Road from the north to the south and divided the Qingwei River to the west. (Elegy of Queen Wende) Zhu Zishe On the river bridge at dusk, I raise my whip to cherish the evening light.
(Yangxia Chapter) Chen Ziliang The rain falls on Hongqiao in the evening, and the flowers fall on Fengtai in spring. (Andeshan Pond Banquet) Shangguan Yi Corporal Youyoutian sent me off to Luoqiaojin.
(Ode to History Part 2) Lu Zhaolin As soon as I went to Xianqiao Road, I still looked at Jincheng in the distance. (Farewell to Beijing) Lu Zhaolin Hongqiao divides the water, and the mirror stone attracts the light.
(Ande Mountain Pond Banquet Collection) Li Baiyao The magpie bridge comes out of the waves, and the dragon chariot flies out of the sky. (Qixi Festival with Changsun Secret Supervisor) Ren Xigu The star bridge will be built someday, and the Immortal List will be opened at this time.
(Princess Anle moved into the new house to serve the banquet) Zong Chuke visited the concubine in Luoqiao, and his son was in Yunyan. (The envoy went to Songshan Mountain to look for Du Si, but he did not meet him. He was wounded by Tian Xima Han Guanzhu... and gave it to Du Hou Du Si.) Song Zhiwen: The bridge is cold and the golden geese fall, and the green roosters fly in the forest.
(Send Zhao Sima off to Shuzhou) Song Zhiwen Waiting to enter Tiantai Road, look at the Yudu Stone Bridge. (Lingyin Temple) Song Zhiwen The sound of the spring is noisy in the back stream, and the shadow of the rainbow shines on the front bridge.
(The rhyme of "Shangsi Floating River Banquet is Deyuan") Wang Bo The smoke envelopes the green pavilion, and the flowing writing touches the painted bridge. (The banquet in the spring was made in the Lotus Garden.) Li Qiao turned to the dangerous peak, and the bridge was blocked by a lack of shore.
(Part 2 of passing the Yiyang Princess Mountain Pond with Wei Chengqing) Du Shenyan: The countryside is full of new farewells, and the river bridges are no longer old memories. The miserable sun reflects the peaks and sinks, and the sad clouds turn with the cover.
(Feelings) Dong Sigong: Guard against dangerous mountains, long bridges suppress the level. (Pujin welcomes you) Song Jing The fire trees and silver flowers are closing, and the iron locks of the star bridge are opening.
The dark dust follows the horse, and the bright moon follows the person. (Night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month) Su Weiwei stood on the West Mas Bridge and returned to the south street.
The old friends are separated from each other, and the wind and moon sit leisurely. (Leave Du Shenyan and submit an old tour of Luozhong) Cui Rong painted the bridge and flew across the water, and the fairy pavilion surged into the void.
(Serving Princess Changning at Dongzhuang) Liu Xian Poor spring tonight, there are so many beautiful people on the river bridge. The gold of the BMW is the network, and the jade of the fragrant car is the wheel.
(Shangyuan Yexiao Yu Ti) Chen Jiayan Don’t you see the water flowing east under the Tianjin Bridge, looking south at Longmen and Beichao City. (Sauvignon Blanc) Su Ting The clouds spread across eight formations, and the bridge shape separated seven stars.
(Chapter of the Past) King Luo Bin The sun is divided into three parts, and the star bridge connects the gate of Shu. The peach blossoms hiss on the way out, and the bamboo leaves spill out of the bottles.
(Send Wu Qi on a trip to Shu) King Luo Bin The sound of the dangerous spring in the stream is suspicious of the rain, and the Chuanping Bridge looks like a clear rainbow.
(Visiting Shicong Mountain) Zhang Changzong Looking back to the east of Wei Bridge, the spring scenery is the same in the distance.
The setting sun is beautiful with green silk hair, and the spring breeze is playing with the beauty. (Picking Mulberries) Liu Xiyi Cranes dance over thousand-year-old trees, and rainbows fly over hundred-foot bridges.
Still suspicious of red pine nuts, I sat down on the road to heaven to invite you. (Climbing the Jinhua Temple in Spring) Chen Ziang The song list is passed down in Green Bay, and the flags are danced on Red Bridge.
(On the Qingming day, the Emperor Ning ordered a banquet in Shanchi and gave him the character "Fei") Zhang said: "When you meet a saint, you will know your luck, and you will rejoice in the things you have received." Luo Qiao will hold up the candle, dance drunkenly and return to the saddle.
(Four Poems from Dongdu Banquet) Zhang Said: Faintly flying across the bridge and across the wild smoke, fishing boats are seen on the west bank of Shiji. The peach blossoms follow the flowing water all day long. Where is the hole beside the clear stream?
(Peach Blossom Creek) Zhang Xu The belly of the rock passes sideways, and the lips of the stream sometimes expand outward. The bridge is covered with fallen trees and the fence is tied with hanging vines.
(Zen Master Yanzikan) Wang Wei Guanqiao worships drinkers, Shanmu Girl Temple. Farewell to each other and the bright moon, you should listen to the rules.
(Sending Yang Changshi to Guozhou) Wang Wei In the city of Zhouzhong in the country of water, there are mountains, bridges and trees. Climb up to the top of Ten Thousand Wells and look out at two lumens of light.
(Xiao Xingba Gorge) Wang Wei The sword is left in the south to fight close by, but the book is sent to the north wind far away. In order to report the oranges in the empty pool, I sent them to Luoqiao without a matchmaker.
(Jiangnan Travels) Ancestor Yong Tuer used to pronounce his place of origin and wrote indiscriminately as a guest in the capital. Old friends fight over wine at Anling Bridge, and the yellow bird spring breeze blows across the streets of Luoyang.
(Fanggexing answered his brother Mo Qing) Li Qi. 5. What are the poems related to bridges?
"Farewell to Kangqiao" Chengdu Song by Zhang Ji The smoke and water are green near the west of Jinjiang River, and the lychees are ripe on the top of Xinyu Mountain.
There are many restaurants beside Wanli Bridge. Who do tourists like to stay at? Travel by Xin Qiji A stream of water rushes through the mountains, and thousands of steps at the head of the stream sound like thunder. The flat boat exhausted all the efforts of the pole-taker, but it was impossible to get up from the level of the waves.
The wind blows the sound of sheng and cranes on the mountain, and people in front of the mountain look at the screen of green clouds. Penglai looked for Yao Chi Road in vain, not knowing that there is a mantle pavilion in the world.
A song is heard in front of the Jade Girl Peak, and the mist and mist of the servant girl's hair stir the clear waves. After the tourists go to the maple forest at night, the moon is full and the mountains are empty, but there is nothing they can do.
It is said that the immortals avoid Qin here and love to follow the flowing water and clouds in a stream. The flowers bloom and fall nowhere to be found, just like the flute played on a moonlit night.
Thousands of feet tall, the sky and the green walls are high, who will be cunning enough to insert the missing wood. Immortals travel thousands of miles on the wind, and they cross a bridge like this.
There is a road leading to Wuchen at the top of the mountain. I want to find Wang Sun and ask. Glancing towards the high point of Cangya, I saw tourists watching in twos and threes.
The huge stone pavilions are missing and many are missing, and the knowledge has been lost for thousands of years. The world is looking for Optimus Prime, but there is no choice but to be hit by wind and rain.
How many years have passed since the mountains came, and all kinds of strange things have remained the same. Try asking Mr. Jingshe in front of Baoxi Bagua.
There are guest emperors and teachers in the mountains, who sit on the fishing rock every day, reciting poems. After all the effort and mist, the supply is insufficient. When will Xi Bozai return? Traveling through the nine bends of the sky, looking for a better place to stay.
Returning to the boat now is like catching an arrow, not like getting on a boat when you came. Jiuqu Song Zhu Xi A fishing boat is on the edge of a stream, and the shadow of the peak in the pavilion dips into the Qingchuan River.
There is no news from Hongqiao, and thousands of valleys and rocks are covered with green smoke. The second song is the graceful jade girl peak, who is the beauty of arranging flowers and facing the water.
Taoists don’t dream of balconies, but instead dream of how green the mountains in front of them are. Mr. Sanqu saw that he was driving a harried boat, but he didn't know how many years it had been at rest.
The mulberry field and the sea water are so wet, and the bubble lamp dares to feel sorry for itself. There are four curved rocks, two rocks on the east and west, and rock flowers hanging down to reveal the blue sky.
When the golden rooster crows, no one can see it. The moon is full, the mountains and rivers are full of lakes. Wuqu Mountain is high, the clouds are deep, and the forest is dark in mist and rain for a long time.
There are guests in the forest, but no one knows them, and this is the sound that resonates in my heart forever. Six curved green screens surround Biwan, and Mao Ci covers Chaiguan all day long.
When guests come to lean on the rocks and the flowers fall, the apes and birds are not surprised and the spring mood is leisurely. The seven-song boat moved onto the blue beach, and the hidden fairy palms looked back again.
But it was pity that the rain on the peak last night made the spring a little cold. The eight winds and smoke are about to spread, and the water under Drum Tower Rock lingers.
Don’t say that there is no beautiful scenery here, so tourists don’t come here. Jiuqu will be poor and the eyes will suddenly open up, and Sang Mayu and dew will see Pingchuan.
The fisherman is looking for the Taoyuan Road, and there is no other world except this world. Tianjingsha Spring Unnamed The warm sun and wind in the spring mountains, the curtains of the pavilions and pavilions.
In the willow swing courtyard. Orioles are singing and swallows are dancing, and the flowing water on the small bridge is red.
The sky is clear and the sand is clear, Autumn Thoughts by Ma Zhiyuan, The dead vines and old trees are dimly lit by crows, and the small bridges and flowing water are home to people. On the ancient road, the west wind blows and the horse is thin, the sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world.
Sending people off for a tour of Wu Du Xunhe When I see you in Gusu, I will find you all resting on the river. The ancient palace has little free space and many water lanes and small bridges.
The night market sells lotus root, and the spring boat carries Qiluo. I know from afar that the moon is not sleeping, and my homesickness is in the fishermen's songs.
Wuyi Alley Liu Yuxi Wild grass and flowers beside Zhuque Bridge, the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Alley. In the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.
Quatrains by Monk Zhinan A short canopy is tied in the shade of an ancient tree, and a staff and quinoa help me cross the east side of the bridge. The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it.
Climbing the Xie Tiao North Tower in Xuancheng in Autumn by Li Bai The river city is like a painting, with mountains at dawn and a clear sky. There is a bright mirror between two waters, and a rainbow falls over two bridges.
The crowds are cold, the oranges and pomeloes are blooming, and the autumn colors are like the old sycamore trees. Who wants to be in the north building? I feel grateful to you in the wind.
Six pieces of music under the plug by Li Bai In May, it snows in the mountains, but there are no flowers, only cold. I hear broken willows in the flute, but I have never seen the spring scenery.
Fight with the golden drum at dawn, sleep with the jade saddle in your arms at night.
I am willing to put my sword down from my waist to kill Loulan.
Heavenly soldiers descended into the northern wasteland, and Hu horses wanted to drink from the south. Heng Ge started from hundreds of battles, and went straight to the title of favor.
Dining on the sea with snow in hand, sleeping on a long head with brushed sand. How can I break the Yuezhi and then sleep high?
The horses are soaring like the wind and whipping out of the Wei Bridge. Bent the bow to bid farewell to the moon of Han Dynasty, insert feathers to break the arrogance of heaven.
When the formation is resolved, the stars are gone, and the fog in the air and sea in the camp disappears. Successfully painted Lin Pavilion, unique to Huo whoring and Yao.
The white horse and the golden plug, the clouds and sand surround the dream. It's a sad day, and I remember the border town from afar.
The autumn windows are full of fireflies, and the frost is late every month. Destroying the sycamore leaves, Xiao Shasha tang branches.
I can’t see you alone all the time, and I know it’s empty when I shed tears. When the pirates came down in autumn, the heavenly troops came out of the Han family.
The general divides the tiger bamboo, and the soldier sleeps on the dragon sand. The moon follows the shadow of the bow, and Hu Shuang brushes the sword flowers.
Before entering the Jade Pass, the young woman should not sigh. The beacon fire shakes the desert and illuminates the sweet spring clouds.
The Emperor raised his sword and summoned General Li. The military energy is gathered in the sky, and the sound of drums can be heard at the bottom of the mountain.
Be brave and courageous, and fight to eliminate the evil atmosphere. Bijian Villa is happy to have a visit from Huangfu and his attendant Liu Changqing. The deserted village brings back photos, and fallen leaves are scattered all over the place.
There are no travelers on the ancient road, but you are the only one in the cold mountains. The wild bridges are broken by the rain, and the streams are diverted to the fields.
Who would come to Baiyun without pity for someone with the same disease? Early trip to Shangshan Wen Tingyun Starting in the morning to recruit the priests, the guest is sad for his hometown.
The sound of chickens is heard in Maodian and the moon is shining in Banqiao. The oak leaves have fallen on the mountain road, and the orange flowers are bright on the post wall.
Thinking of Du Ling's dream, the geese filled the pond. Morning hair under the bamboo, Fan Chengda, finished the morning makeup and broke through the cold, straddling the saddle and chatting away the tiredness.
Walking through the thin mist, you can see the overlapping mountains. The green smoke from the kitchen is as straight as the trees, and the green stream flows through the bridge bay.
The birds chirp as if to welcome guests, in a moment of love and no thought. Morning hair under the bamboo, Fan Chengda, finished the morning makeup and broke through the cold, straddling the saddle and chatting away the tiredness.
Walking through the thin mist, you can see the overlapping mountains. The green smoke from the kitchen is as straight as the trees, and the green stream flows through the bridge bay.
The birds chirp as if to welcome guests, in a moment of love and no thought. Returning to Shihu for the First Time by Fan Chengda The morning fog was full of cyan blue, and the west bank of Hengtang crossed to the east of the city.
Pedestrians are halfway out of the rice flowers, and the solitary egret is shining among the water chestnut leaves. If you have faith, you can know the old road. When you are startled, you can recognize your neighbor again.
At that time, the willows on the leaning bridge were planted by hand, and the countless chirping green trees were swept away. Plum Blossom by Wang Mian In March, the east wind blows away the snow, and the mountains of Hunan are as green as drops of green.
No one can see the sound of Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge. On Dongyang Road, Huangzhencheng, the valley is green and thin, and the sun is setting through the forest.
The cliff collapses and the road is detoured, and the trees fall to see other people. The wild spring water is noisy, and the mountain bridge rests on the shallow sand.
The tallow trees are ripe in Qiancun, which is suspected to be early plum blossoms. Crossing Yangcun by Yang Wanli There are so many people on both sides of the stone bridge, just like villages separated by a river.
Zhongxin Hotel in the shade of Yangliu, small fishing boats under the grape trellis. Red and white flowers line the water, and green and yellow wheat fills the sky.
Zheng'er Qinghe is still on the road, for whom do you work hard and not return to the fields? Linjiang Immortal by Chen Yuxing recalls the past when people drank on the bridge at noon, and many heroes sat on it. The long ravine flowed silently as the moon passed by, and among the sparse shadows of apricot blossoms, flutes were played until dawn. More than twenty years have been like a dream, although this body is shocking! I leisurely climb up to the small pavilion to see the new weather. There are so many things in ancient and modern times, and the fisherman sings the third watch.
Zheng Guangzu’s poem in the dream of Toad Palace. The dust is pressing down on the saddle, the whip is tired of curling reed flowers, the bow and arrow are whistling, a path into the haze, moving the arms, the westerly wind, the millet, the autumn water, thousands of points, old Jackdaws in the tree, three lines and two lines, write the calendar of the long sky, wild geese are falling on the flat sand, on the west side of the curved bank, near the inlet, fishnets and poles are fishing, on the east wall of the broken bridge, on the mountain beside the stream, there are people with bamboo fences and thatched houses, and the mountains and valleys are full of red leaves and yellow flowers. , it is a desolate time, leaving people and being at the end of the world. Bitter Cold Journey by Cao Cao Going north to the Taihang Mountains, how difficult and majestic it is! The sheep's intestines are bent, and the wheels are destroyed.
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