Praise Lushan Mountain, Mount Tai, Yangtze River, West Lake, willow, grass and spring lotus with ancient poems.

Lushan Mountain: Seen from the side of the mountain, the distance is different.

I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there. -Su Shi's "Title Xilin Wall"

Mount Tai: Wang Yue

Du fu in Tang dynasty

What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.

The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.

Thick clouds, birds flying back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ..

Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.

Yangtze River: The sail is far away from the sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. -Li Bai's Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou

Boundless falling wood (4) rustles (5), and I watch the long river always roll forward. -"Ascending the Mountain" Du Fu

West Lake: Drinking Chu and Qing rain on the lake.

(Song) Su Shi

( 1)

Welcome guests to the sunrise, and stay drunk at night.

This means Jia Jun won't. One glass is the narcissus king.

(2)

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.

If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.

Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang

Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water surface is flat at the foot of the cloud.

Several early songbirds compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.

I love the lack of lake in the eastbound direction, and I love the white sand embankment under the shadow of Populus davidiana.

Yang Wanli's Letter to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple in Chu Xiao.

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

Spring on the lake

(Tang) Bai Juyi

The spring scenery on the lake is picturesque, and the chaotic peaks are scattered around the checkpoint.

There are thousands of green hills on the pine row and a pearl in the heart of the moon.

Early rice is pumped by the blue carpet line, and the green Luo skirt shows Xinpu.

I didn't throw it into Hangzhou, and half of it was this lake.

Bai Juyi, Spring in Hangzhou

Looking at the sea tower in the distance, the morning light shines slightly, and the river bank is white.

That night, he should be recruited into the temple and hide with Liu Sechun.

Tea brocade praises persimmons, and green flag sells wine and pears.

Who opens the southwest road of Hu Si Temple? The grass-green skirt is inclined at the waist.

Bai Juyi, Fang Hui, Hangzhou

I haven't drunk much since I left Qiantang Mountain River, and I'm too lazy to recite poems.

I want to report this intention to West Lake.

Answering guests' questions about Bai Juyi in Hangzhou

Stop drinking for me and talk to you about Hangzhou.

The mountain name Tianzhu heaps indigo, and the lake name Qiantang flows green oil.

There are many geese's teeth under the big eaves, and there are faucets painted on the boats.

Without 300 waterways, why do officials have to swim again?

Hangzhou sent Pei Daze to Luzhou, governor of Luzhou Li Bai.

Xijiang Tianzhu is far away and Haimen is deep in the east.

Cherish love and serve the country with sorrow.

Good wind blows the setting sun, and running water sings Long song.

Those who wear fur in May should know not to bring gold.

Send Zhang Xiaobao school books to Hangzhou and send them to Juyuan Yang and the White House.

I have been to Lingyin Riverside Temple and stayed alone in the East Building to see Haimen.

The tidal milky way is covered with blue sky, and the golden pillars in the sun are red pots.

It's better to talk about your infinite poetry in your official position.

If you visit Xu Ruzi, a county resident, you should go to Shacun by bike.

Xu Ning: Two Poems by Zhu Taotou in Hangzhou

It is better to bully the stone pile than to finish the sandbar.

Send a message to snow, don't go to Qingshan.

Knock Qiantang Guo upside down and drive white waves.

Wu Xiu also lost five thousand.

Hangzhou Guanchao He Yao

There is a pavilion in the building, and the road has come from ancient times to modern times. The potential is wider than the sea and the color is deeper than the white clouds.

Angry snow drives away the cold, and crazy thunder scatters the sound. The waves are higher and the wind is stronger, and the waves are harder to sink.

Birds are afraid to go as far as dragons are afraid to sing. Yu is like a jade cave, and danger is like a trip to Qiong Cen.

But the spirit of a thousand people, you know the hearts of five people. The shore destroys the ancient road, and the continent rises to the jungle.

When the mountain is wet and the river is half cloudy. Nature is the same as Yu chisel, so who sent this reason?

Gu passes through Hangzhou

The county seat is by the river, and people are near Baiyun.

Looking out of the window at night, smelling at night across the city.

At the beginning of Puzhuan Mountain, the rainbow and oblique rain did not divide.

Who knows what I mean? I am chasing sheep.

Zhang Hu of Gushan Temple in Hangzhou.

The balcony rises above the blue cen and extends to the middle of the lake.

There is no rain, the mountains are long and moist, and there is no cloud and no water.

The broken bridge is barren, and the empty courtyard is deep.

I still remember the moon at the west window and the bells ringing in the forest of steles.

Watching Hangzhou Zhezhi Paper Tiger

The dance stopped, the song stopped, and the drum continued to urge, and the cartilage fairy moth got up temporarily.

The red shirt wraps around the wrist and the blue shirt has a square waist and back.

I patted the golden pendulum, but the footsteps were overwhelming.

Looking at the wrinkles all over my head, the powder screen fragrant handkerchief is heavy again.

Zhang Hu of Tianzhu Temple in Hangzhou.

The southwest mountain is the best, and the world is the best. The road passes through Yanzhu and flows into Siquan.

Nie Yundan Well, Wangyue Stone Bridge. The river is far away, and the building is connected with the sea.

It snows in Xunchunling, and the bell scatters dusk smoke. Where to hate, but also depends on the peak load.

Zhang Hu of Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou.

The peaks and peaks open a palm, and the threshold of Zhu extends several times. The boundary between Buddha and land leads to the spring.

The fifth watch went downstairs the next month, and Guo Zhongyan was ten miles away. There are towers and pavilions in the back, and front hills and cross pavilions.

The river sand is quiet, and the moss on the stone is fresh. Call it an ape for a long time, and the west rock is deep.

On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, Hangzhou plays the role of the moon and Zhang Hu.

All ages are too yin essence, and the Mid-Autumn Festival was born in the sea. Ghosts worry about fate, but people love fate.

It seems that Huaxing is far away and thin and dizzy. Liu Jiang's endless shadows, the wheels dragging the valley silently.

Such as the mirror when the building is bright, such as the pearl out of Pu Ying. The shore sand is all white, and the hills are half clear.

Look at the small sills in a circle, and the long embankment is forming. When guests don't return, smoke and water come to love at night.

Hangzhou Kaiyuan Temple Peony Zhang Hu

When Yan Yan first prescribed a small medicine bar, everyone left Chang 'an in disappointment.

Romance is Qiantang Temple. You can see peony without stepping on the world of mortals.

Hangzhou Jiangting left a topic of visiting Xiang Si.

Everywhere I go, it sells like a dynasty.

Fishermen idle drums, sand birds play to meet the tide

In the dense forest of Jinting, the city is far from dock temple.

Whoever reports a hermit will have to dig firewood here.

Deng Hangzhou Zhenggu

The Mohe River is outside the sky, in the back room.

When the tide comes, there is no other pool, and when the wood falls, it sees other mountains.

Sand birds fly away in clear weather, while fishermen sing at night.

I can't get it when I am poor, and my heart is still sailing.

Climb the Qinwangma Lane in Hangzhou.

Where Taiyi started, the number of empty days became popular.

In nine days, the sun and the moon moved to dusk, and the mountains and rivers in Wan Li changed from ancient times to modern times.

Wind, water, light and water devour the distant mountains, while rain adds haze and gas to the forest.

Qin Huang made a plan to drive away the mountains, and the vast sea became deeper.

Wang Anshi is at Guo Sheng Temple.

Climb to see the mountains and rivers, and be in the water.

Looking down from the balcony, there are many trees in the sky.

Clouds meet the sea and air, and the sunset moves the lake.

I played the flute, and the sound went into Fuyang.

An old friend of Hangzhou believes in Qi 'ansu.

Last night, Wan Li was clear and sunny, and I dreamed of the West Lake.

If you smell good words in the morning, every household will deduct them.

Light round and white sun-dried litchi, crispy red snail sauce.

I even went to Xi 'an to make tea and suggested that I wash the river.

My old friend was very affectionate and said that I was going to the west.

Two servants a year, thousands of miles to ask how you are.

Book friends are not afraid of poetry accounts.

I will go back to my dream and go to the river overnight.

Stop Yu Dafu from moving to Hangzhou and Luxun.

Qian Wang's vacation is still there, and Wu Xiang can't find it.

Harmony is different, resentment leads to depression, and mountain fragrance spreads all over Gao Cen.

General Yue's grave is deserted, and Meihelin is desolate.

It seems that the whole family is traveling, and the wind and rain are full of songs.

Yixihu Zhang Huangyan

I met Xizi Lake in my dream, but I woke up in a vague dream.

The Wu Tomb of Gaoling is connected with Suzhong, adding a new temple.

Looking back at Gushan Temple when the West Lake returned late, Bai Juyi appeared in front of all the guests.

On the lonely mountain near the West Lake, there is a lonely mountain temple. After listening to Buddhist scriptures at night, I go back to learn from them.

The dew orange is low and the rain is heavy, and the palm leaves are cold.

The water vapor on the lake, the turbulence of microwave and the color of water are seen at the bottom of the Pearl Hall, staggered and reflected in the sunset.

Back to the other side, please look back. Gushan Temple seems like Penglai Palace in the mountains, located in the center of the water.

Willow: He Zhangzhi's "Chanting Willow"

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Grass: Say goodbye to the ancient grass.

Bai Juyi

The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.

Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.

I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

Spring Rain: Spring Rain Tang Li Shangyin

When spring comes, I wear a coat with a white lining, but I only think about the white gate city where I can't go.

There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a pearl curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home.

The long road ahead will be full of new hardships, and the residual clouds are still vaguely like dreams.

Why, I see a lone goose in a cloud three thousand miles away.

Du Fu in Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

"Spring Rain" Song Chen Yu Yi

Spring flowers are still cold, and my heart is only shocked.

Lonely warblers crow all day long, and the drizzle wets the high city.

Is there any trouble? I gave you this life.

At night, the spider silk sparkles and there is poetry everywhere.

Lotus: Jiangnan

Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, so there is no lotus leaf.

Fish play in the lotus leaves, fish play in the lotus leaves,

Fish hits the lotus leaf in the west, fish hits the lotus leaf in the south and fish hits the lotus leaf in the north.

Lotus picking song

Wang Changling

The girl who picked the lotus put the girl who picked the lotus into the lotus leaf, as if the color was the same, and the girl's face was hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflected each other.

Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus.

Lakeside temple at dawn

Yang Wanli

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

A cluster of plum blossoms

Northern Song Dynasty. Li Qingzhao

Red lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn.

Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

lotus

Qingshitao

Five-inch lotus leaves, sticking waves does not hinder the painting boat from shaking;

In April and May, it can also cover the waist of beautiful women.

lotus

Song sushi

Lotus House was sold in the city, but it didn't reach Ye Fan West Lake Airlines.

Twist the lotus and peel the lotus seeds, the dew is delicious, and the moon is fragrant.

lotus

Tangzhenggu

The moving boat splashes green, and the handle is fragrant according to the sill.

Thank you, Huansha, for staying in the rain.

Give a lotus flower

Don

People in the world have different descriptions of flowers and leaves. They plant flowers in beautiful golden pots, but regardless of the flowers and leaves, they fall into the soil and become dust.

Only the lotus flower is matched with red flowers and green leaves. The lotus leaf has a roll of Shu, and the lotus flower has a bloom, which is so perfect and natural.

This flower has a corresponding leaf length, which reduces the red color and kills people!

white lotus

Don Lu Guimeng

Don't be deceived because you spend a lot of money. This flower is really suitable for Yaochi.

Who feels heartless and hateful? The wind was clear that month and it was about to fall.

Xiang he ge ci Cai Gui Lian

Don

Pick lotus, green water and hibiscus clothes, and the autumn wind makes waves and geese fly.

The laurel orchid grows under the radius, and the skirt wrist is gently shaken. Tan Hua, Yu Ye is very flat,

The river blows harder and harder. Acacia is bitter, but the ceremony can't stay.

The husband beyond the Great Wall has not returned, and it is dusk to pick lotus in Jiangnan. It's dusk, picking lotus,

This canal will make every effort to promote the family. Picking mulberry leaves in Lunan is not as good as picking lotus on the river.

Lotus after lotus, why do the leaves overlap? Ye Cuiben is ashamed of his eyebrows, and his bonus is like cheeks.

Looking forward to leaving when the beauty is away. Love flowers, love lotus roots.

Therefore, where there is love, there are new things that blossom. At the expense of going south,

I am also ashamed that Beihai Goose was written late. Lotus picking songs have a festival, and the lotus picking night has not rested.

Just as the mighty river prevailed, it was worth visiting the river last month. Lianpu night party,

Wu Nvhe. * * * ask Han Jiang Li Xi, how heavy is Guanshan's reception?