Poems describing Guilin, West Lake, Mount Tai and the Yellow River

Guilin sent Tan Ba to Guilin.

Wang Changling

The guest is still in Chu, and the general will return to Hunan.

Don't worry about apes and birds, the cold weather is long and the water is long.

To a friend in Guilin.

Li pin

Your family lives in Guilin, and Guizhi cooks every day.

What is Dongtangshu? Keep one every year.

Send Guilin to senior three.

Wang Changling

Stay overnight in Xiaoxiang for a drink, and then return to the boat for a long time.

Plum blossoms on the ridge invade the snow and dark, and when they return, they also smell sweet-scented osmanthus.

Guilin Tan Yan

Li bo

Three dynasties and four dynasties are far away, and they are all worried about thousands of miles.

We split up and went south from then on.

In early spring, Guilin Hall was called.

the Chen Dynasty

The golden shop is bright in spring, and the jade is rhythmic in years.

Zhu Lou is like a cloud, and Dangui is like a flower.

As soon as the water bank turns, the wind leaves the willow.

Light and close to liquid, dew and summer.

In early spring, Guilin Hall was called.

Shangguan Yi

Step out of the fragrance, and the song is too liquid.

The trees are full of warblers, and the spring embankment is full of grass.

The scenery is exposed and the snow is blue.

Before Hua Die came, the mountain was warm.

Sent to Guilin as the fifth place.

Wang Changling

When Chukoto is drunk alone, the water will guide him.

Mountains are two townships, and the moon is thousands of miles.

Arrest the dragon and smell the tiger and leopard.

Cool color, Guilin, knows the influence of hardship.

Guilin

Li shangyin

The narrow mountains in the city must be pressed, and the rivers are wide and floating.

The southeast is unique, and there are many tall buildings in the northwest.

God protects the shore of the green maple, and the dragon moves the white stone.

Why pray in a strange hometown? The flute and drums never stop.

Guilin road middle building

Li shangyin

There is no autumn in the floor heating, and there is dusk in the river.

Cicada lingers in the air, still saying goodbye to the guests.

Village dogs protect each other, and Shaping monks return alone.

If you want to look northwest, you will see the partridge flying again.

Lawyer Xuanzang said that he left Guangfu and hoped that Guilin would stay and give him a gift.

I Ching

Fan Yu is pregnant with a normal heart and wants to enter Zhou Xian.

A good baby is as good as a good girl, but you can't smoke if you feel depressed.

Falling leaves are hard to gather in the root, and love is inseparable.

When to take the cup, watch the performance of the method in detail.

Farewell to eighteen harmonies and six songs (Pei Ye, the observation ambassador of Guilin Bo and Gui Guan)

Han Yu

Not many people suffer from reading, just as the meaning is unclear.

Enough is enough, so don't learn. You can't study if you have enough.

There are four beauties in the child, and it is really great and glorious.

The crown should not be neglected, and it is not suitable for future generations.

I refuse the South China Sea. I can't help flying.

Send Du Xiucai back to Guilin

Xu hun

Who is with Qiannan, mountains and rivers are connected everywhere.

On both sides of the river, the grass is growing, and the sails are half inclined to the sun.

The rain came, the maple trees turned black, and the fire clouds began to turn litchi red.

Worrying about the years when Jun Road was exported, I stayed in Sanxiang Wuling.

Farewell to eighteen harmonies and six songs (Pei Ye, the observation ambassador of Guilin Bo and Gui Guan)

Han Yu

The situation is heavy, and rejection is dust.

The flesh and blood are natural, and the world is everywhere.

Stupid GUI Linbo, that's it.

I have never known anyone in my life, so I am more than just a relative.

I left a few books, followed by a drug store.

Drugs prevent boils, and books suggest keeping physical and mental health.

I don't know if there are four deadly sins or if there is a resurgence.

Grateful for the poor road, courage is still round.

Farewell to eighteen harmonies and six songs (Pei Ye, the observation ambassador of Guilin Bo and Gui Guan)

Han Yu

Ying Ying, a native of Guilin, is just a scholar with both civil and military skills.

Far from being a sage, I'm here to pay my respects.

There are many mountains and seas in the south, and the road is straight.

Storms have no duration, and worries are unpredictable.

Traveling is difficult for me, but I am not extremely poor.

What can I say when I leave? Tears cannot be wiped away.

Farewell to eighteen harmonies and six songs (Pei Ye, the observation ambassador of Guilin Bo and Gui Guan)

Han Yu

My friend Liu Zihou is a talented person.

I read that penny when I didn't know my son.

I have dreamed of elegance for three years.

Carelessly wandering on the road, eating and sleeping together for ten days.

I used to listen to a lot, but now I gain more.

How to say goodbye and let me hug you?

Send GongSunQi from Guilin to Shu.

Yang Heng

Guilin is light green and half exposed.

Will take a boat and temporarily stop in Kong Fei Tin.

Different from Shu township, Peng Hu is higher than Zhu Ji.

Grace is hard to find, and clouds leave marks.

Old households idle flowers and plants, and tame pigeons by the eaves.

Wave * * * and forget, the sun sets in Qian Shan.

Farewell to eighteen harmonies and six songs (Pei Ye, the observation ambassador of Guilin Bo and Gui Guan)

Han Yu

When will you send a book to Longcheng?

When there is a hurricane in summerhill, lightning helps to hit it.

Help the rich with the trend, and the nearshore refers to a beat.

Although the cloud is firm, water and stone fly together.

Although the clouds in Tuen Mun are high, the waves are not reflected.

I don't care about the guilt, but I don't care about my children.

Hu Weiwei couldn't bear to say goodbye and was grateful.

Xie went to Guilin and sang in the same pavilion.

Li shangyin

Chen Xiang Zheng sentenced Chen Yi to leniency.

Fish dragons fight hundreds of battles, and swords wear thousands of officials.

The city is forbidden to open late, and the palace is in a hurry.

The moon is moving, and the fairy road is dry.

* * * He let Chen Shou drink.

Venus honked her horn, and the silver-haired man turned into waves.

The Queen Mother was generous, and xi took the lead.

Phoenix spreads the imperial edict, and the crown ends.

In nature, pedestal, general altar.

Ganquan still hopes that he will be lucky and will be crowned South Korea sooner or later.

Farewell to eighteen harmonies and six songs (Pei Ye, the observation ambassador of Guilin Bo and Gui Guan)

Han Yu

Knowledge has gone away for a long time, and I have gone far.

Don't save yourself, sleep quietly.

What is a son, the crown is the constitution.

Whelan is full of learning about He.

Why play with its light and make it late?

So much for governance, there is no need to slap it in the face.

Or learn from others, and don't be pulled by art.

How can a child deliver a baby by himself?

The stone made a sound and the palace closed.

Who knows Zhang Fu, but you know Juntiao?

I regret that I have no home, and I can't stop.

When facing the back, cut poems to show tenderness.

Send Xiaowan to Guilin (when the jade group traveled to Zhang Yu)

Li Qunyu

Lan Xiang Lampe, go find Light Light Jiang Chun.

I'm Lan Linxiu, and Xiangzao surprised Changlun.

Brilliant Phoenix Pool, a hair is new today.

Bamboo flowers are not given to the mouth, gaunt and clear.

Once you fly to the south, you are not amiable.

Clouds and water are in the sky, and thoughts are empty.

I smoke, too, Peng Lijin.

My husband hasn't changed, and he is down and out.

Dayu cherishes an inch of yin, and I have no talent. Lian Haiping is in the spring tide of the West Lake, and the bright moon is born on the sea. I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moon by the river!

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.

There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky. Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?

Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.

The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss. Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?

Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror. The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the anvil refers to it.

At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month. Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.

Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned. In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite. I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.

-Tang Zhang Xuruo's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"

The poem "Ten Scenes of West Lake":

One peak is in the upper position, and the two have a good talk. There is the West Lake here, so I refuse to go.

(Two peaks in the cloud)

The lake is as cold as ice, and the moonlight is lighter than snow. Give up three pools, Hangzhou people don't look at the moon.

(Three pools print the moon)

High willows and yin gongs, sparse missing the waning moon. I hesitate to loosen the soil, but I wonder if I stepped on the snow.

(Broken bridge and residual snow)

The night sky falls to the south screen and is as thin as paper. The bell rings on it and crosses the river at night.

(Nanping Night Clock)

Smoke willow curtain peach blossom, ruby sink autumn water. It's too late to be weak, and Shi just went to sleep.

(Xiao Chun, Su Causeway)

There is a slight wrinkle on my cheek, which makes me smile. What makes Lotus drunk? Warm wind is like wine.

(Qu Yuan Feng He)

The deep willow is called oriole, and the clear sound enters the empty green. If you have poetry, you should not go beyond preaching.

(Liu Lang Wenying)

Canta is a drunkard near the shore of the lake. Strange feelings are in the rubble, so there is no need to resort to labor.

(Leifeng Sunset)

Look at the bright moon in autumn, air conditioning into Lin Hao. Listen to the lonely geese, the sound is light and the sky is high.

(Autumn Moon in Pinghu)

I hate releasing ponds and building fish prisons for no reason. When you come to Huagang today, are you willing to be bound?

(Watching fish in Huagang)

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

(Song) Su Shi

If it snows, go to the lake and the balcony will destroy the mountain.

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 in the garden.

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.

Being indifferent is better than being happy, and coming home feels like a dream.

Poetry is desperate for death, and it is difficult to copy a clear scene if it is lost.

Chinese plum

(Song) Lin Bu

All the fragrant stones are exclusive metaphysics, occupying all the amorous feelings of the small garden:

"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."

Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.

Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood gold statues.

Plum blossom (one of the three songs)

(Song) Lin Bu

The smoke scene in the small garden is bleak, and Leng Xiang presses the musk deer umbilical cord.

The lake peeps and the eaves slant into low branches.

When painting a topic, look at it when you have time. When poetry is vulgar, you don't ask for a story.

I am ashamed to know that an oriole is like a butterfly, but I only know that spring is in Taoxi.

(Lin Bu lived in seclusion in Gushan, Hangzhou)

Travel to Beishan with my roommate until that day.

(Song) Fan Chengda

At the end of the year, the mountains are all the same, and the lake is foggy.

The snow in Leng Yun is low, and the solar terms are quiet and sad.

Bamboo and cypress stand tall, and the Puhe River does not rest.

You know your feet are thin, and you are very resistant to swimming.

Liu zaoqing

(Song) Be careful

Night cranes fly in horror. Fragrant floating moss, jade points ice branches.

The ancient meaning is high, the valley is empty and the mountains are deep.

The heart knows. Drunk dancing and lace hat pressing.

Love the lonely mountain, the snow has passed through Chu Qing, when will the bright moon still live?

The faint fragrance of crimson lips.

(Song) Wang

The snowy road is deep, the north branch sleeps, and the south branch wakes up.

The fragrance is thin and the shadow is thin, and loneliness is overwhelming.

Jade ice poses form a landscape.

Chanting on the railing, the moon is bright and the stream is quiet, recalling Lin Hejing's past.

Gu Xue shan mei

(Ming) Ling Quhan

Cold wood smells at the end, and the lonely mountain is better than the picture.

The loss of jade bird's nest is hard to recognize, and the crane doesn't bark in an empty cage.

I've seen hundreds of flowers blossom in northern Gansu, and I don't want to teach you to fall into the West Lake.

It's sunny until dusk, so I don't need to carry it with me.

Liu Zaoqing's Farewell to Lonely Mountain

(Qing) The Last Month Of Summer

Plum blossom in isolated island. The old houses in Gong Lin are full of smoke and water.

There are no clouds in Wan Li on a moonlit day, and the wind is clear and it doesn't rain, so whose fragrance will fall?

As soon as Mr. Wang saw the city, he remembered those wonderful flowers in spring when he said goodbye.

In summer, the fish sank and the geese in Qiu Lai wandered, so I paid for it.

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.

-Su Dongpo

The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar. At sunrise, the river is red as fire, and in spring, the river is green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?

Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou. Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you revisit?

-Bai Juyi

The wind is smoked and the willows are light, the mountains and rivers are flat and cloudy, and the laughter is full of fragrant paths;

Thinking about the past and looking at the starry sky, people lean on the broken bridge and travel west, and the moon shadow is drunk and tender.

When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?

Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent.

-(Southern Song Dynasty) Lin Sheng Bai Juyi Qiantang Spring Tour

West Lake

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

Drinking in the lake is clear after the rain.

Su Shi

The water is bright and clear,

It's rainy in the mountains.

In order to compare the West Lake with the West Lake,

Heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.

Xiao Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang [Song] 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.

Su Shi's poem Pan-West Lake at Night;

The water is boundless, and the lotus blooms at night.

Watch the lights gradually come out of the temple in the distance, and wait until the moon gets dark to see the lake.

Su Shi s poem "Opening the West Lake";

Great men don't expect much, but they will enjoy themselves.

Let the turtles and fish return to green and clean, and be willing to let Xiao Wei stop the slope ahead.

Once a good thing can be inherited, a 100-foot cliff can still be ground.

The stars in the sky are also happy, and the golden waves are bathed in the moonlight.

Ouyang Xiu's poem "West Lake";

The fragrance of Han Han disappeared and the painting floated, which reminded Junning of Yangzhou.

Twenty-four bridge months, in exchange for ten hectares of autumn in the West Lake.

Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang

West Lake

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

Drinking in the lake is clear after the rain.

Su Shi

The water is bright and clear,

It's rainy in the mountains.

In order to compare the West Lake with the West Lake,

Heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.

Xiao Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang [Song] 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.

Su Shi's poem Pan-West Lake at Night;

The water is boundless, and the lotus blooms at night.

Watch the lights gradually come out of the temple in the distance, and wait until the moon gets dark to see the lake.

Su Shi s poem "Opening the West Lake";

Great men don't expect much, but they will enjoy themselves.

Let the turtles and fish return to green and clean, and be willing to let Xiao Wei stop the slope ahead.

Once a good thing can be inherited, a 100-foot cliff can still be ground.

The stars in the sky are also happy, and the golden waves are bathed in the moonlight.

Lonely pu boundless water, lotus fragrance at night.

-Su Shi's Five Wonders of Pan-West Lake Night

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 eastbound lake and the white sand embankment under the shadow of Populus davidiana.

Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang

Song Zhengqing has poems.

As the saying goes: I have walked in the tower for several spring and autumn, and I hate it every time.

Bai Juyi, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote the poem "I failed to vote for Hangzhou, but it was half the West Lake", which shows his attachment to the West Lake.

The Poem of the Lonely Mountain by Zhang, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, is empty because of "broken bridge, barren moss and astringency"

Poems such as Deep Flowers in the Courtyard.

There is a poem in "Song Zheng Qingzhi" that says: During several spring and autumn periods in the tower, each complained for no reason.

[Good and evil have been ice and charcoal since ancient times; Eliminate Huai in today's trial]; [Qingshan has the honor of burying loyal bones; White iron casts innocent courtiers.

Looking back,

The difficulty lies not in the lake. "In 825 AD, the great poet Bai Juyi left Hangzhou at the expiration of his three-year term.

When I was not in Hangzhou, I wrote this poem by the West Lake.

The poem of Yang Wanli, a poet in the Song Dynasty, "Three lakes and one color in autumn, Qiantang Shui Ying Luofu"

The poet Su Dongpo often drinks tea and recites poems here. He once said, "People say mountains."

Good water or not, Jiaolong Lake is extremely dangerous.

The poet Bai Juyi once said: "Shallow grass has no horseshoe. How about drunken lake Dongxing?

Foot, poplar and white sand embankment in the shade. "

Bai Juyi's poem is: "You can't throw it into Hangzhou, half of it is this lake."

In Wang Yanna's Su Gong Di in the Ming Dynasty, there is a poem that "the shadows hide the oriole in the willow, and the fragrance scatters the wind and flowers chase the sound of hooves". This poem focuses on the intoxicating scenery of Su Causeway. "West Lake Six Bridges, One Willow and One Peach." Every spring in March, willows are blowing, green waves are flying, peach blossoms are in full bloom, red clouds are everywhere, and the green smoke of Shili Long Beach is filled with intoxicating fragrance. In the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Ning's poem "Spring Dawn in Su Causeway" said: "Liuyang is full of long dikes, and Huaming Road is not lost. Before the painting boat rises, the side pillow listens to the sound of warblers. " Wu Weixin's poem "Qingming is a thing in Su Causeway" in the Southern Song Dynasty said: "At dusk, willows are prostitutes." Lu You also wrote a poem "Flowers are full of Su Causeway willows and smoke". It can be seen that Su Causeway can't live without Liu, can't live without happiness, and can't live without singers who look at Mount Tai.

Du Fu

What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Endless green spans Qilu and Qilu. ..

The creator has given all the mysterious grace to nature here, and the yin and yang cut the dawn.

Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ..

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

You Taishan

Lipper

one

In April, Shiping Imperial Road in Taishan was opened.

Six dragons shuttled back and forth between the valleys.

The clues around Bifeng are now covered with moss.

The flying stream splashed water, and the sound was sad.

Look at the strange cliff in the north and destroy it in the east.

The cave doors are closed, and stone fans are used to raise clouds and thunder underground.

Climb high and look far, imagine Peng Ying's gold and silver platform.

Tianmen whistling, Wan Li breeze.

Four or five girls will be swaying in the next nine years.

Smile, lead the elements, and leave me a rose cup.

And ashamed to apologize, not a fairy.

How leisurely is it to die in a small universe?

Secondly,

Xiao Qing rode a white deer straight to Tianmen Mountain.

People who meet feathers in the mountains have great face.

If you want to talk about it, Qingyun Pass can't be covered.

My bird book floats among the rocks.

Its words have existed since ancient times.

I feel that these three sighs have not been answered by the teacher.

third

Raise your hand to clear the clouds from the perspective of going to the sun.

Spirit flying like heaven and earth.

The Yellow River flows from the west to the distant mountains.

Watch octupole as long as possible at the edge of the cliff.

Occasionally, a young boy's green hair is double clouds.

Laugh at me for learning late, wasting time and fading my face.

Hesitant and invisible, mighty and hard to chase.

Fourth.

Zhai Qing's Taoist scriptures were written in three thousand days.

Recite what you have and the gods will defend me.

Clouds are long and the wind is rustling like wings.

Climb the cliff, watch the sun crouch on the threshold, and watch the oriental customs.

The sea is moving far away, and the pheasant has already crowed first.

White waves push whales out of the silver platform

The elixir of life flew to Peng Ying.

Fifth.

The Sun Valley is tilted to the northeast, with two cliffs and two stones.

Before the sea fell, the sky was far away and clear.

Ten thousand peaks compete, and ten thousand valleys must go through.

In Myanmar, cranes go to the clouds and immortals disappear without a trace.

Long pine into the clouds, the distance is not enough.

Five flowers in the world, five flowers in the snow, and five whites in China.

Finally, when I met peace, I came here to refine jade.

Sixth.

Drink Wang Muchi in the morning and vote for Tianmen Pass.

Holding the green pipa alone on a green hill night.

The moon is bright and the night is calm and windy.

Immortals swim in Bifeng and sing everywhere.

Quiet entertainment is clear and bright in Cui Wei.

Imagine the phoenix dancing and swaying the dragon and tiger clothes

Picking melons in the sky is in a trance and I don't remember going back.

Raise your hand to find out the mistake of climbing the weaver.

Tomorrow morning, I lost my seat, but I saw five clouds flying.

Time flies to sell the road, and you can be happy in this life.

Wan Li is broad-minded, but lovesickness is hard to apply.

Guishui is bluer in autumn, and the Yellow River is not seen in the west. How does the water of the Yellow River move out of the sky and into the ocean, which is gone forever? Li Bai will enter the wine.

"The Yellow River has fallen into the East China Sea, and Wan Li has written in his arms." Li Bai gave Pei fourteen songs.

The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci

The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. Wang Wei's Frontier Ambassador

The mountains cover the day, the sea exhausts the golden river, and the ring of the king stays in the heron lodge.

I want to cross the Yellow River, but the ice choked the ferry. I want to climb the snowy Taihang Mountain, and Li Bai's road is very difficult.

Wan Li sand in the Yellow River, waves scouring the wind from Tianya Liu Yuxi's Tang Dynasty "Waves scouring the sand"

Poems about the Yangtze River

The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. Su Shi's Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia.

The stars leaned down from the clearing, and the moon came running from the river.

Leaves fall like the waves of a waterfall, and I watch the long river always roll on Du Fu and climb up the mountain.

The lonely sail is far away, but I can send Meng Haoran to Guangling in the sky of the Yangtze River.

Tianmen breaks the Chu River, and Higashi Shimizu flows back to Li Baiwang Tianmen Mountain.

The mountain is flat and primitive, and the river flows into the river (Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry")

Yellow river poems

Climbing the Watergate Building, I saw my late friend Zhang zhen's poem about the Yellow River, which made me excited.

Cui Shu

My friend in the southeastern United States, I have heard of this building. People die with the river, but books stay in the wall.

Stefanie is so secluded that Xie Gong came from afar. At the beginning of the breeze, I sing praises, and in my spare time, I care.

Time and words are ancient, and the traces will be quiet. Always lonely, empty to see the Yellow River.

Exile will be very late, and the sad thing is already autumn. I dared not ask, so I went boating with tears in my eyes.

Poems crossing the Yellow River

The river is swift and muddy.

The soup can't be ling.

It's hard to make a list.

Matsuzaka won the game.

The empty court suppresses the old wood.

The wilderness is over.

Don't beat people's footsteps.

But it is exciting to see a fox and a rabbit.

Send a message that the river is old.

This water is not clear.

The Yellow River sank.

From Qinghai-Tibet Plateau

A little-known mound began.

draw out

Yellowing water

Put the rough stone tools of our ancestors

And the sobs of China people.

Bury sth deeply

Converge into a cry and expand the exotic life.

Yellow carpet

Bohai bay coast

Extend to the Dragon Palace

One day.

Wang lung in Donghai

Bring a beautiful dragon lady.

Come to the carpet.

Yuelaoxia

Accompanied by the vigorous "boatman ballad"

* * * Drink a glass of cold moonlight.

Hejiu

Yellow skin and black hair

Claiming to be related to ...

When crossing the Yellow River

The river is swift and muddy. The soup can't be ling.

It's hard to make a list. Matsuzaka won the game.

The empty court suppresses the old wood. The wilderness is over.

Don't beat people's footsteps. But it is exciting to see a fox and a rabbit.

Send a message that the river is old. This water is not clear.

Langtaosha

Jiuqu Yellow River and Wan Li Sand,

Waves and strong winds swept from the horizon.

Now go straight to the galaxy,

Go to Penny and Weaver's house.

Yellow river poems

Climbing the Watergate Building, I saw my late friend Zhang zhen's poem about the Yellow River, which made me excited.

Cui Shu

My friend in the southeastern United States, I have heard of this building. People die with the river, but books stay in the wall.

Stefanie is so secluded that Xie Gong came from afar. At the beginning of the breeze, I sing praises, and in my spare time, I care.

Time and words are ancient, and the traces will be quiet. Always lonely, empty to see the Yellow River.

Exile will be very late, and the sad thing is already autumn. I dared not ask, so I went boating with tears in my eyes.