The monkeys on both sides of the Taiwan Strait can’t stop crying. The boat has passed the Wanzhong Mountain and is heading to Baidi City early. Li Bai
Outside the Hanshan Temple in Gusu City, the bell rings at midnight and the passenger ship arrives. The maple bridge berths at night.
The green mountains on both sides of the strait face each other, and the lone sail is approaching the sun. Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain"
The lone sail's shadow in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. Li Bai's "Farewell to Meng Haoran" "Guangling"
The wild paths are dark with clouds, and the fire on the river boat is only bright. Du Fu loves the rain on a spring night
Returning to the boat late after having fun, he strays into the depths of lotus flowers. Li Qingzhao is like a dreamer ·I often remember the sunset in Xiting
Shu Ang Lu You
I didn’t know that things were difficult in the early years, and the Central Plains looked to the north like a mountain.
The building boat crosses Guazhou in the snowy night, and the iron horse disperses in the strong autumn wind.
I walled the Great Wall and promised myself that it would be empty, but the fading hair on my temples was already stained in the mirror.
If you are a master and have a true reputation in the world, no one can compare with you in a thousand years.
Two poems of Qilu (Part 1) Chen Yinke
The boat across the sea breaks through the waves in autumn, and the south wind reaches Guazhou overnight.
The heroes of the old stone city fortress are gone, and the Yangtze River flows day and night with iron chains.
I bid farewell to the fishing boat fans and went to live there.
Eight chapters and Du Aiyin are here, and this hatred will not end until death.
Poems about boats (1)
Moving the boat to dock in Yanzhu, the guests are worried about the new arrival at dusk. The trees are low in the open sky, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people. ——Meng Haoran "Su Jiande River"
The long embankment has green spring water, and it flows into the Zhang River. Don't listen to the voices urging you to go to the boat. There are no boats in the shallows of Peach Creek. ——Wang Zhihuan's "Yanyan Ci"
I listen to the sorrow of the ape in silence on the mountain, while the Cangjiang River flows rapidly at night. The wind rumbles the leaves on both sides of the bank, and the moon shines on a lonely boat. Jiande is not my homeland, but we should reminisce about old travels. I will also send two lines of tears to the west of the sea. ——Meng Haoran's "An old trip to Guangling on the Tonglu River"
The lonely boat faces the maple forest under the faint moon, sharing the sound of the kite and the guest's heart. The color of the mountains is covered with thousands of rains, the strings are broken and the tears are deep. ——Wang Changling's "Listen to the Tune of Flowing Water"
We traveled far beyond Jingmen to travel from the Kingdom of Chu. The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness. The flying mirror under the moon, the clouds and sea towers. I still feel sorry for the water in my hometown, and send my boat sailing thousands of miles away. —— Li Bai's "Farewell at the Jingmen Gate"
Poems about boats (2)
The trees are falling and the wild geese are crossing south, and the north wind is blowing and the river is cold. My home is in Xiangshuiqu, far away from Chuyun. All the tears from the countryside are gone, and I return to my sails to see the sky. I want to ask questions, but the evening is long and peaceful. ——Meng Haoran's "Early Cold and Feelings"
Jingwu and Wuxiang are connected by water as their hometown. When you go to the Spring River, you will be lost. Where can Zhengfan anchor at dusk? The sight of the horizon is heartbreaking. ——Meng Haoran "Farewell to Du Shishi in the South of the Yangtze River"
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. ——Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower Sends Meng Haoran to Guangling"
The spring tide brings rain in the evening, and there is no one on the wild boat crossing - Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou West Stream"
A lonely boat A man in a coir raincoat fishing alone in the cold snow on the cold river - Liu Zongyuan's "Snow on the River"
Poems about boats (3)
Li Bai was about to set off in a boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore - Li Bai's "To Wang Lun"
There will be times to ride the wind and waves, and hang sails directly across the sea - Li Bai's "The Road is Difficult"
The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the door is docked with a ship thousands of miles away from Dongwu - — Du Fu's "Quequatrains"
At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell rang for the passenger ship. ——Zhang Ji's "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge"
The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire. ——Du Fu's "Spring Night Happy Rain"
After being drunk, I don't know that the sky is on the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams that overwhelm the stars.
——Tang Wenru's "Inscription on Qingcao Lake, Longyang County"
Extended reading: Poems and famous quotes about boats
1. The spring tide brings rain and comes late, and there is no boat crossing in the wild - ——Wei Yingwu's "Xijian of Chuzhou"
2. Li Bai was about to set off in a boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. ——Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun"
3. The apes on both sides of the bank couldn't stop crying. , the light boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains - Li Bai's "Early Departure from Baidi City"
4. "It's Difficult to Travel" There will be a time to ride the wind and waves, and hang up the cloud sail to help the sea - Li Bai's "Difficult to Travel"
5. A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow on the cold river - "Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan