1. Poems about the south of the Yangtze River
The following are the poems about the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River:
1. "Boat Moored at Guazhou"
Song Dynasty·Wang Anshi
Between Jingkou and Guazhou, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains.
The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?
2. "The Year of Li Gui in the South of the Yangtze River"
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
It is common in Prince Qi's house, and I heard it several times in front of Cui Jiutang.
It is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and you will see it again when the flowers are falling.
3. "Bath Orchid Fragrance Huai'an Chongwu"
Song Dynasty Wu Wenying
The silk is tied around the wrist, the hairpin is hanging down from the skillful seal, and the jade is hidden in the gauze to sleep . The silver vase is exposed in the well, the colorful window is in the clouds, and the young man in the past keeps his promise.
At that time, I once wrote about the pomegranate skirt and the sad red silk fading calyx. The millet dream is getting old, and the smoke is blowing in Tingzhou.
Don’t sing the ancient tunes of the south of the Yangtze River. Resentment is hard to suppress, and the Chu River is in despair. Swallow's milk is smoked in the wind, plum blossoms are yellow in the dark rain, and the orchid curtain is bathed in the afternoon mirror.
When you think about Qin Tower, you can also imitate the return of people. You should make your own decisions in Jian Changpu. But sadly, new toads appear everywhere.
4. "The study room is bright and warm all day long, and when you are tired, you will use your stick to play in the small garden for a long time"
Lu You of the Song Dynasty
A good sleep is better than a massage , the weather in October in the south of the Yangtze River is still peaceful.
The heavy curtain will retain fragrance for a long time if it is not rolled up, and the ancient inkstone will be slightly concave to collect more ink.
Suddenly I saw the shadow of plum blossoms appearing on the moon, and when the wind was high, I heard the sound of wild geese passing by.
If the cup is too light, you will not laugh. I will buckle the horn on the back of the cow and sing.
5. "Jiangnan"
Han Dynasty Anonymous
Lotus can be harvested in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields with lotus leaves.
The fish plays among the lotus leaves, the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the east, the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the west,
The fish plays with the lotus leaves to the south, and the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the north.
6. "Gift to Fan Ye"
Southern and Northern Dynasties·Lu Kai
He folded flowers and sent them to the people of Longtou.
Jiangnan has nothing, just send a spring branch.
7. "Bodhisattva Barbarian"
Tang·Weizhuang
Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, but tourists only like Jiangnan. The spring water is as green as the sky, and the boat is painted and sleeping while listening to the rain.
The people on the side are like the moon, and their bright wrists are covered with frost and snow. Don't return to your hometown before you are old. Returning to your hometown requires breaking your heart.
8. "Jiangnan Song"
Southern and Northern Dynasties·Liu Yun
Tingzhou is picking white apples, and the sunset is Jiangnan Spring.
There are returning guests in Dongting, and old friends in Xiaoxiang.
Why don’t you return, my old friend? Spring will come back late.
If you don’t know how to learn new things, only words and deeds will lead you a long way.
9. "Yanghua Song"
Southern and Northern Dynasties·Tang Huixiu
The beautiful flowers are in love, and the wind is gentle and thoughtful.
Cover your tears to keep your spring heart, break the orchid and leave it to yourself.
I miss you so much in the south of the Yangtze River, and I sigh so much that I can’t make a sound.
The yellow crane goes northwest, holding my thousand-mile heart in its mouth.
Grass grows under the deep embankments, and clouds grow above the high city.
Spring brings forth thoughts, and thoughts and thoughts are always the king.
10. "Spring Dream"
Tang·Cen Shen
The spring breeze blew up in the bridal chamber last night, and the old friend was still separated by the Xiangjiang River.
In a spring dream on my pillow, I traveled thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River.
11. "Visiting Kinmen"
Chen Ke, Song Dynasty
Worried about the pulse. The eyes are cut off from the south to the north of the Yangtze River. Smoke and trees are separated by thick fragrance.
Xiaolou Mountain is a few feet away. The thin grass and solitary clouds are reflected in the slanting sun. It's always sunny.
Flowers falling outside the curtain cannot fly. The east wind has no strength.
12. "Old Friends Gathering in Guest Houses in Jiangxiang"
Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty
The moon is full again in autumn, and the city tower is full of night.
We also held a meeting in Jiangnan, where we encountered each other in dreams and doubts.
The windy branches frighten the dark magpies, and the dew grass covers the cold crickets.
The captain of the brigade is drunk, and he is afraid of the dawn bell.
13. "Bodhisattva Barbarian"
Tang·Feng Yansi
There are golden locks across the sunken red doors, and the moonlight on the screen window follows the flowers.
The tears of candles are about to dry up, and the falling plum blossoms are born with late cold.
The treasure hairpin and the green phoenix, thousands of miles away, screen the dream.
The clouds and rain have become desolate, and spring grass grows in the south of the Yangtze River.
14. "Dream of Jiangnan"
Huangfu Song of Tang Dynasty
The orchids are falling, and the dark red bananas are on the screen.
I have a leisurely dream about the ripe plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, and the night boat is playing the flute and the rain is rustling. Renyu Yibian Bridge. 2. Poems about Jiangnan
Recalling Jiangnan by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
Spring is gone! Thank you, people from Los Angeles. The weak willow tree lifts its sleeves from the wind, and the orchids are covered with dew, as if they were stained with towels, and even sitting alone is full of tears.
Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Su Dongpo of the Song Dynasty
The spring is not yet old, the wind is gentle and the willows are slanting. If you try to stand on a transcendent stage, you will see half a ditch of spring water and a city full of flowers, thousands of homes covered with mist and rain.
Recalling the South of the Yangtze River by Wen Tingyun of the Tang Dynasty
Thousands of hatreds, the utmost hatred is at the end of the world. The mountain moon doesn't know what's going on in its heart, the water and wind are empty, and the flowers in front of the eyes are falling, and the blue clouds are swaying. After washing up, I leaned alone on Wangjiang Tower. All the thousands of sails that have passed are not the same. The slanting light and the flowing water are long, and the heart is broken by Bai Pingzhou!
Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Li Yu of the Tang Dynasty
The leisurely dream is far away, and the southern country is in full bloom. There are orchestral music playing on the boat on the river, and light dust is flying all over the city. Busy killing the flower watchers! Idle dreams are far away, it is autumn in the southern country. Thousands of miles of cold mountains and rivers are far away, and a lonely boat is parked deep in the reed flowers. The flute is in Yueming Tower.
Dream of Jiangnan, Qing Dynasty·Qu Dajun
Sad for falling leaves, the time when leaves will never return. Even if the tree is full of flowers when I return, the new branches are not the old ones. And the flow of water is delayed.
Recalling Jiangnan, Huangfu Pine in the Tang Dynasty
The orchids are falling, and the dark red bananas are on the screen. Leisurely dreaming about the plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the night boats playing flutes and the rustling rain, and people talking about the bridge by the post.
Looking to the South of the Yangtze River in Double Tune, Longevity and Autumn Waters by Liu Chenweng, Song Dynasty
The eyebrows are raised together, and the story of the colorful servant Zixia. The island of nine dynasties in the sky is slowly rising, and the person in front of you is smiling. People sing their own lyrics. The chrysanthemums under the fence are drunk. The flowers and water beg you for thirty dendrobiums, and the autumn wind remembers my poem. When keeping the evening fragrance.
Jiangnan Hao/Reminiscing about Jiangnan Song Dynasty·Zhao Shixia
The sky is full of water, and the water is far away and connected with the sky. The sky is clear and horizontal, the cold moon is shining, and the water, light and moonlight are both. The moon reflects the sky in the water. People and scenery, people and scenery are difficult to complete in ancient times. When the scenery is good, the heart feels happy, and when the heart is far away and happy, the scenery should be beautiful. Stop talking to common people. 3. Poems about the south of the Yangtze River
Wang Bo’s Lotus Picking Song It’s already dusk in the lotus picking in the south of the Yangtze River.
The south and north of the Shoujiang River look at each other. With Zhao Shiyu Ganhu, he writes that the water in the south of the Yangtze River swallows the mountains and rivers, and Liu Yu walks up the tin embankment in three poems (choose two). The second is south of the Yangtze River, looking at the misty waves in the north, Bai Juyi's new beach, visitors from the south of the Yangtze River see homesickness, Li Shangyin, Liu Jiangnan, the snow in the north of the river is beginning to disappear, Li Bai reminisces about the past and gives the river Yangzai Ludiao Jiangnan Yangmei is ripe.
Du Fu's Two Poems of Meng Li Bai The miasma in the south of the Yangtze River, Zhang Ji Jiangnan spring Yangliuchun in the south of the Yangtze River, Bai Juyi's sixteen poems in the latent style of Tao (select three) Thirteen of them Qu Ping was released in the south of the Yangtze River. Bai Juyi's Zhuchen Village Jiangnan and Jiangbei, Jia Daotou Mengjiao Jiangnan singing, Du Mu chopping bamboos Jiangnan bitter singers, Bai Juyi's Zhuchen Village Jiangnan and Jiangbei, Bai Juyi's nine-day banquet was drunk in the county building and presented to the second judge of Zhou Yin Jiangnan Jiu The moon has not yet set. Bai Juyi recalls his old travels and sent them to Liu Suzhou.
How many places can you visit in the south of the Yangtze River? Bai Juyi's "I Want to Travel East" and "Forty Rhymes of March 30th" are written in the twelfth month of the twelfth lunar month in the south of the Yangtze River. Bai Juyi asked Cheng Xiucai about a small banquet on the pond. Things in the south of the Yangtze River followed each other secretly.
Bai Juyi The early spring in Nanchi is full of enthusiasm, and the spring in Jiangnan is about to begin. Bai Juyi's Twenty Rhymes of Willow Branches. Willow branches are the new sound in Luoxia.
There was a young prostitute in Luo who was good at singing. The music of his words and poems were very moving, so he composed them. Jiangnan is a bitter farewell.
Bai Juyi, an old official from Suzhou. An old official from the south of the Yangtze River has been away for a long time. Bai Juyi, Xinxiaotan. Visitors from the south of the Yangtze River are homesick for seeing me. Bao Zhao, A poem about looking at a solitary stone. There are many warm valleys in the south of the Yangtze River. Chao Buzhi's feelings about the ten first rhymes and Huang's works Lu Zhi rhymes with the beautiful scenery of the poor mountains and seas. Jiangnan is prosperous and steaming. Chao Buzhi's fragrant instrument complains about the flowers and hair in the south of the Yangtze River and the flying partridges. Chao Buzhi gives Yang Jingping the drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River. Harvesting yellow plums, Chao Buzhi's second rhyme and Zhao Lingqian's defense of spring reflect the old poets of Jiangnan Taishou, Chao Buzhi prayed for rain at Jiuqu Pond, one of three poems.
The mountains in the south of the Yangtze River are getting greener. Chao Shuozhi sent Xu Tongfu to Jiangning to learn about it, and we recalled each other from afar in the south and north of the Yangtze River. Du Fu's Ten Quatrains of the Song of Kuizhou, Spring and Winter Flowers in the South and North of the Yangtze River. Du Fu's Dream of Li Bai, one of two poems. The miasma in the south of the Yangtze River, Du Mu's cutting of bamboos. The bitter singers from the south of the Yangtze River, Du Mu's generation sends a message far away. Two six-character poems, one of two. The green grass in the south of the Yangtze River is far away.
Du Mu sent Zuo Shi off to the south of the Yangtze River. It was a sad autumn for a guest in the south of the Yangtze River. Fan Chengda stayed in Xukou on September 3rd, when he first heard the wild geese floating on the cloudy water in the south of the Yangtze River. Fan Chengda wrote five poems on the scroll. The wild water in the south of the Yangtze River stretches to the sky.
Fan Chengda Red plum blossoms on the ridge The spring breeze in the south of the Yangtze River is full of branches. Fan Zhongyan's untitled poem "There are beauties in the south of the Yangtze River", "Returning to the Village and Falling Flowers" poem in the south of the Yangtze River sighs at the redness of the old spring, "Han Yu sings wild geese in the south of the Yangtze River, the water is vast and there are many clouds in the early morning," Lu Kai presents Fan Ye's poem "There is nothing in the south of the Yangtze River", "Lu You's drunken song" The autumn in the south of the Yangtze River is not shaken, "Lu You's spring is clear in the south of the Yangtze River" Listen to the warblers.
Lu You complained for several days about the hardships and exhaustion, and played a drama about the heat of May in the south of the Yangtze River. Lu You missed the morning and evening rain in May in the south of the Yangtze River. Scholars came out with wild reeds. Lu You Thinks of Shu Jiangnan laughs at itself and wants to rely on it? Lu You and Wu Ti sent Zhang Jichang. The journey south of Jiangnan Jian is long.
Wuhuaxin.
Mei Yaochen and Cidao Province were in Chuzhi. The governor of Jiangnan returned. Ouyang Xiu sent Tan Ying back to Lushan. Jiangnan was still dry.
Ouyang Xiu sent Bachelor Zihua to appease Jiangnan and sent a letter to the other side of the Yangtze River. Ouyang Xiu sent Bachelor Song Cidao to Taiping Prefecture to see the Jiangnan prefect. . Ouyang Xiu and Sheng Yu gathered mosquitoes to see the beautiful landscapes south of the Yangtze River. Su Shi and Ziyou traveled to the Western Mountains of Hanxi River. There is no permanent habitat in the south of the Yangtze River and the north of the Yangtze River.
One of the eight poems written by Su Shi on Dongpo. There were Shu scholars in the south of the Yangtze River. Su Shi asked the elder Daye to beg for peach blossoms and tea plants. The old Taoist from the south of the Yangtze River on the east slope. One of the six poems written by Su Shi Ci Yun and Wang Gong on Wuchang Mountain in the south of the Yangtze River. Su Shi harmonized again. There is no snow in the spring miasma in the south of the Yangtze River, Su Shi crosses the river at night and walks on the Wuchang Mountains. He hears Huangzhou Gujiao Jiangnan and hears the music from the Sai Song. Su Shi rhymes with Mao Pang Fa Cao Ganyu Jiangnan. The good son of the south of the Yangtze River. Su Shi sends Cai Zihua. The spring in the south of the Yangtze River is full of water like the sky. Su Shi sends sesame seeds. The Master traveled to the tens of thousands of peaks in the south of Mount Lu, and Su Shi presented Qingliang Temple and the elder Jiangnan to meet the Woyun people. Su Shi's "Wind Wind Song" Jiangnan Green Water Tongzhu Pavilion.
Su Che traveled to Zhongshan Jiangnan in April. Su Che had cold rain and a special climate in the south of the Yangtze River. Wang Anshi made pottery and made vegetables to show his virtue. When he planted vegetables in the south of the Yangtze River, Wang Anshi painted yellow quails flying all over the fields in the south of the Yangtze River. Wang Anshi made the south of the Yangtze River full of yellow quails. When spring comes, Wang Anshi's plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River are full of wind and snow. Wang Bo collects lotuses in the south of the Yangtze River. It's already dusk. Wang Bo's Two Farewell Poems on the Qiujiang River Part 2 The south and north of the Yangtze River look at each other.
Wang Wei sent Shen Zifu back to the east of the Yangtze River and sent you back to the south and north of the Yangtze River. Yan Shu sent Ling Shilang back to his hometown in ancient Xuancheng of the Jiangnan vassal county. Zhang Ji said that Concubine Chu lamented that there was a lot of rain in the south of the Yangtze River and the flags were dark. Zhang Jiuling expressed his feelings about the oranges and oranges in the south of the Yangtze River. 4. A five-character poem describing the south of the Yangtze River
Jiangnan - Anonymous Han Dynasty
Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields with lotus leaves.
The fish plays between the lotus leaves, the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the east,
The fish plays with the lotus leaves to the west, the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the south,
The fish plays with the lotus leaves to the north .
Jiangnan Song Liu Yun
Picking white apples in Tingzhou, the sun sets in Jiangnan Spring.
There are returning guests in Dongting, and old friends in Xiaoxiang.
Why don’t you return to your old friend? It will be late when the spring blossoms come back.
If you don’t know how to learn new things, only words and deeds will take you a long way.
Climbing the pool and climbing the stairs Xie Lingyun
The beautiful and quiet posture of Qiu Qiu, the sound of flying giants echoing far away.
The thin sky is ashamed of the floating clouds, and the Qichuan is sinking into the abyss.
Advancing morally and intellectually is inferior, and leaving the farmland weak.
Liu Lu is against Qinghai, lying in bed is against Konglin.
The quilt pillow is waiting for the festival, and the quilt is opened for a while to peek.
Listen to the waves with your ears, and look at the rugged mountains with your eyes.
The first scene changes the wind, and the new yang changes the old yin.
Spring grass grows in the pond, and willows in the garden turn into songbirds.
Qi Qi hurts Bin Ge, and the luxuriant flowers feel the song of Chu.
It is easy to stay alone forever, but it is difficult to live in isolation.
How can the practice be unique in ancient times? There is no such thing as boredom today. 5. Poems describing Jiangnan
1. "Bodhisattva Barbarian·Everyone says Jiangnan is good"
Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang
Everyone says Jiangnan is good Well, tourists only like Jiangnan. The spring water is as green as the sky, and the boat is painted and sleeping while listening to the rain.
The people on the side are like the moon, and their bright wrists are covered with frost and snow. Don't return to your hometown before you are old. Returning to your hometown requires breaking your heart.
Translation:
Everyone says that Jiangnan is a good place and tourists should stay there until they grow old. In spring, the river is clear and green, greener than the sky. Visitors can fall asleep listening to the sound of rain on the painted boats. The woman who sells wine in Jiangnan Restaurant is very beautiful. When she sells wine and rolls up her sleeves, her arms are as white as snow. Don't go back to your hometown when you are still young. When you return home, you will be extremely sad.
2. "Water Fairy: Ode to the South of the Yangtze River"
Yuan Dynasty: Zhang Yanghao
The mist of the river illuminates the clear mist, and people on both sides of the strait have painted eaves and lotus flowers. The autumn light is dim in a section of the bush. Watch the sand gulls dancing again and again, rolling the ten-mile bead curtain in the fragrant wind. Painting boats are arriving from the horizon, wine flags are blowing in the wind. Love to kill Jiangnan!
Translation:
The sun shines on the river and a thin layer of smoke rises. The painted eaves and painted beams of the houses on both sides of the bank are connected. There are lotus flowers on the river and the autumn light is tranquil. You can see the sand gulls flying and circling on the river again and again, and the fragrant breeze floats from the beaded curtains of every house. Beautiful ships seemed to be coming from the horizon, and the flags of the restaurants were fluttering in the wind. It’s so adorable, Jiangnan!
3. "Three Poems on Reminiscences of Jiangnan. Part One"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me; at sunrise, the flowers on the river are redder than the fire. , the river is as green as blue in spring. Can you not remember Jiangnan?
Translation:
The scenery in Jiangnan is so beautiful, the scenery has been familiar for a long time. When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, illuminating the flowers on the riverside bright red, and the green river water is greener than the blue grass. How can one not miss Jiangnan?
4. "Jiangnan Lane"
Tang Dynasty: Li He
The green mist in the river is creating cool waves, and the sky is full of red mountains. Old bamboo grows in the water and wind, and the clouds grow like a sail in Zhuming.
Thousands of perch heads and a hundred dendrobiums of wine lie in the green of Nanshan Mountain. Wu Xiyue chanted the unfinished song, and the river was covered with cold jade.
Translation:
Green mist rises from the cool waves in the river, and red clouds overlap in the sky, like tall mountain peaks. The clouds by the river and the wind on the water seem to have grown out of the old bamboo forest. The dusk in Zhouzhu is vast, and many sails are connected together, making it unclear. Enjoying a thousand heads of sea bass, a hundred dendrobiums of wine, and lying drunkenly on the ground, squinting at the green shadow of Nanshan. I sang a Wu song and a Yue song. Before I finished singing, the moon in the river was like a round jade, rising slowly in the east.
5. "Jiangnan Spring"
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
Thousands of miles away, the orioles are singing, the green is reflected in red, and the water village, mountain and Guo wine flags are blowing.
There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and many towers are in the mist.
Translation:
The cries of birds in the south of the Yangtze River are complemented by green grass and red flowers, and wine flags are flying everywhere in the villages near the water and in the city walls at the foot of the mountains.
There are more than 480 ancient temples and countless towers left over from the Southern Dynasties, all shrouded in wind, smoke, clouds and rain. 6. Poems about Jiangnan
Looking at Jiangnan Ouyang Xiu Jiangnan butterflies, pairs of butterflies in the setting sun.
His body is like a fan of He Langquan, his heart is like Han Shou's love for stealing fragrance, his talent and frivolity. After the light rain, the thin wings are greasy and smoky.
I just came to the small courtyard with a bee, and then I followed the flying catkins over the east wall. I was busy with the flowers for a long time. Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Su Shi Spring is still young, the wind is blowing softly and the willows are slanting.
Try to watch it on the transcendent stage, half a ditch of spring water and a city of flowers. Thousands of homes are covered in mist and rain.
After eating cold food, I wake up and sigh. Stop thinking about old friends and homeland, and try new tea with new fire.
Poetry and wine take advantage of the youth. Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Wu Wenying At dusk of March, the flowers are falling even more passionately.
People go to the swing to hang out in the moonlight, while horses stop and the willows hiss in the tired wind. There are empty boats painted on the embankment.
Drunk, I spend the entire day hanging out behind a small curtain. Su Yan returns outside the silver candle at night, and the sound of orioles is heard in the green shade.
Can’t find red anywhere. 7. A collection of poems about Jiangnan
Poems about Jiangnan Jiangnan is good by Tang·Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me before; at sunrise, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue.
Can you not remember Jiangnan? Recalling Jiangnan, Tang Dynasty, Huangfu Pine. The orchids are falling, and the dark red bananas are on the screen. Leisurely dreaming about the ripe plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the night boats playing flutes and the rustling rain, and people talking by the bridge.
Recalling Jiangnan by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty Spring is gone! Thank you, people from Los Angeles. The weak willow tree lifts its sleeves from the wind, the orchids in the bushes seem to be soaked in dew, and even sitting alone is full of tears.
Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Su Dongpo of the Song Dynasty The spring is not yet old, the wind is gentle and the willows are slanting. If you try to stand on a transcendent stage, you will see half a ditch of spring water and a city full of flowers, mist and rain darkening thousands of homes.
Looking to the South of the Yangtze River in Double Tune, Longevity and Autumn Waters by Liu Chenweng of the Song Dynasty. The nine-chao island in the sky is slowly rising, and the person in front of you is smiling.
People sing their own lyrics. There are chrysanthemums under the fence, one branch after another.
The flowers and water beg you for thirty dendrobiums, and the autumn wind remembers my poem. When keeping the evening fragrance.
Two tunes looking to the south of the Yangtze River, Longevity Zhang Cuiweng, Song Dynasty Liu Chenweng Seven days later, the board of directors will meet in front of Kenqian. During the second month of the month, the river will stop at 13,000 rivers.
The sun is going to be a drunken feast. The song is about snow, except it is said in the snow.
Looking at the repeated failures of the Immortality Department, what is the use of orange millet in front of me? Singing to myself as the Magpie Bridge Immortal.
Jiangnan Hao/Reminiscences of Jiangnan Song Dynasty·Zhao Shixia The sky is surrounded by water, and the water is far away and connected with the sky. The sky is pure and horizontal, the cold moon is rippling, and the water, light and moonlight are both.
The moon reflects the sky in the water. People and scenery, people and scenery are difficult to combine in ancient times.
When the scenery is good, the heart feels happy, and when the heart is far away and happy, the scenery should be beautiful. Stop talking to the common people.
Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Zhu Dunru of the Song Dynasty The sun is shining brightly, and the moon invades the bed at first night. The dew lies beside a clump of lotus leaves, the hibiscus is fragrant and the water is cool.
On the pillow is a fairyland. Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Zhou Bangyan of the Song Dynasty The wandering prostitutes dispersed and circled back to the embankment alone.
The fragrant grass carries the smoke and the water meanders, and the dense clouds hold the rain in the dark west of the city. Jiumo is not stained with mud.
Under the peaches and plums, the Spring Festival Gala is not a success. Outside the wall, I see flowers looking for the way around, horses are passing by in the willow shades, and orioles are singing.
Everywhere is miserable. Recalling Jiangnan by Wen Tingyun of the Tang Dynasty There are countless hatreds, and the utmost hatred is at the end of the world.
The mountains and the moon don’t know what’s going on in their hearts, the water and wind are empty, and the flowers in front of them are falling, and the blue clouds are swaying. After washing up, I leaned alone on Wangjiang Tower.
Thousands of sails are not the same, the slanting Hui veins are long and the water is long, and the heart is broken by Bai Pingzhou! Looking to the South of the Yangtze River, Song Dynasty·Dai Fuzhu, there are unfinished parts to continue the Four Songs. Hushan is good, and it is both ancient and modern. There are thousands of scrolls hidden in the three rooms of the knotted house, and a single stroke of a brush can amount to a thousand pieces of gold.
There are friends all over the world. Just outside the door is Huyin.
Walking along the Wanliu embankment and having fun, singing when drunk on Baihua Island. Live up to your lifelong ambition.
Jiangnan Liu Song·Zhang Xian Sui The embankment is far away, the waves are sharp and the road dust is light. Today and in ancient times, there are many farewells on Willow Bridge. It makes me sad to see people parting ways, not to mention caring about oneself? After the slanting light, the new moon rises over the West City.
I lean on the towers high in the city and hope that my body can be like a moon pavilion and accompany you thousands of miles. Looking to the South of the Yangtze River by Li Yu of the Tang Dynasty. The dream is far away, and the southern country is in full bloom.
There are orchestral music on the boat and the river is facing Lu, and the city is filled with flying catkins and light dust. Busy killing the flower watchers! Idle dreams are far away, it is autumn in the southern country.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are cold and far away, and a lonely boat is parked deep in the reed flowers. The flute is in Yueming Tower.
Looking at Jiangnan/Reminiscing about Jiangnan by Wang Qi in the Song Dynasty On the south bank of the Yangtze River, the clouds and trees are half sunny. The sails have gone and the sky has aged, the tides have risen and the sun has set.
The north and the south are separated from each other. The ups and downs of things are the same through the ages.
The fishing market is dawning in the solitary smoke at the foot of the mountain, and the drizzle is deep in the restaurant beside the willow. Travelers should not come here.
Jiangnan grass is as easy to plant as it is to be traced. The orioles' tongues are confused as they reflect the fallen flowers, and the souls of Nanpu's guests disappear due to the green fascination.
Fighting against the green robe every day. The wind is about to turn, and the tenderness is overwhelming.
It rains at night in the distant green land, and there is a faint tide on the cold sand. Who dreams about Lan Tiao?
Jiangnan water, the river road turns to flat sand. The rain is coming, the smoke is gathering, the wind is clear, and the waves are blowing out cold flowers.
Deliver the stars far away. A man of fame and fortune, wandering and yet to return home.
In front of Xisai Mountain, the fishermen sing far away, and the geese walk diagonally on the waves in Dongting. Conquer and stay at the end of the world.
Jiangnan Yan, the embroidered curtain breeze is blowing lightly. In February, the new society in the pond passed, and the old palaces of the Six Dynasties were empty.
Jie Jie Xun Xidong. Wang Xiezhai once entered Qitang.
The smoke path passes over the flowers and flies far away, and the dawn window scares the dreamer with hurried words. Partially accounted for the apricot garden red.
The moon in the south of the Yangtze River fills the west building in the clear night. When the clouds fall and open, the ice spits out the mirror, and the jade hook sinks deep in the waves.
When will the round and the vacancy rest? The stars are far apart, and the wind is blowing into the new autumn.
Dangui doesn’t know how to shake and hate, Su’e should be sad to say goodbye. ***Yuyou in the sky.
Jiangnan wine has a strong taste. I lie drunk in the deep alley in the spring breeze, looking for the fragrance at dawn to the east of the small bridge.
Bamboo leaves are covered with golden bells. The sandalwood board is drunk, and the people's faces turn red.
On the pavilion of green apricots, yellow plums and reds, anchovies and bitter bamboo shoots are served on a jade plate. If you are drunk, you can attack with worry.
The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is lightly cut into the clouds. The Qiong tree is suddenly surprised by the early arrival of spring, and the plum blossoms feel the dawn fragrance is cold.
Leng Yingqing Qing Huan. The toads and jade are so different that it’s easy to watch them again in the clear night.
It is a pity that the dancing hero is disabled.
It rains in the south of the Yangtze River and the wind fills the Changchuan River. The smoke from the green tiles dims the willow bank, and the fragrance of red silk penetrates the plum blossom sky.
Floating and elegant. Morning and evening, they grow up in front of Chu Feng.
On a cold night, I am worried about wearing a gold pillow, and at dusk the river is deep and the magnolia boat is closed. The smoke and waves are connected far away.
Jiangnan bamboo is clear, moist and extremely fibrous. The deep path is intended to accommodate two phoenixes, and the back courtyard reflects the blooming peach blossoms.
The wind and moon shadow linger. The cold jade is thin, and the frost and sleet are urging each other.
The pink tears flowed empty and the makeup was there, and the sheep cart once came near the green branches. Don’t cut the dragon flute lightly.
Fisherman's Song by Zhang Zhihe of the Tang Dynasty. Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and peach blossoms and flowing water are fat to mandarin fish. Green bamboo hat, green coir raincoat, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return.
Dream of Jiangnan, Qing Dynasty·Qu Dajun Sad about fallen leaves, the time when leaves will never return. Even if the tree is full of flowers after returning, the new branches are not the old ones.
And the water flows slowly. Suxin City, Song Dynasty, Yang Wanli. Most of the spring sunshine is in the willow branches, and long strips are picked and inserted in restaurants.
As far as the writer's cold food is concerned, the village songs and dances are even more romantic. Titled Juehai Temple by Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty, the smoke from the furnace is thick and the water sinks into the rhinoceros, and the wood surrounds the Zen bed and the bamboo surrounds the stream.
When I have time off, the cicadas miss the tall willows, and the setting sun is in the west of the bamboo shade. Magpie Bridge Immortal Wu Qian of the Song Dynasty The boat was moored yesterday, the dangerous pavilion was whistling alone, and the clouds were scattered thousands of miles away.
The heavy rain from the front mountain came across the stream, washing away the heat of the world. The crows and trees are at dusk, and the birds are setting in the sky. They are all full of autumn.
The crazy boy, Ma Yinu, congratulated Xinliang, but he didn’t say it, and the west wind picked up again. Fragrant cakes and bait, fresh fruits and vegetables are available to thousands of households begging for tricks.
In the end, personnel and affairs are all in vain, and there is not much to come and go with the bottom of my heart. I'm crazy about my delusions. I look at Yinhan at night and wait for the cloud chariot to fly across.
Who would have thought that the Ox Girl has reached her old age and is in a happy mood. All the rivers are red---He Xing Yue Bo Tower and the rhyme of friends. The sun is thin and cold, the sky is bright, the country is bright, and there is a frosty leaf.
Thousands of miles away, the west wind blows away the geese and makes them cry several times. Geng Geng's intentions can be known from heaven, but who can say that Youyou hates her so much.
Leaning on the langan, the old tears fall down the mountain, separated by flat grass. .Carrying a dagger and a long cylindrical sword.
The great ambitions of the past are now glorious. There are rivers and lakes, and the water clouds are deep and wide.
I want to kill the rat, live, and bury the flying cat in nine places, but the pitiful black rabbit gallops in two directions. I envy the canal, sweep the cliff with strong pen, and write different articles.
On the first day of February, people watch the lanterns day and night. Chen Qingzhi of the Qing Dynasty. The streets are full of ladies and gentlemen, and the lights illuminate the blue sky. The flute and flute have become a scene of spring, and I still suspect that tonight is the Lantern Festival.
Take a walk on the Ten Scenery Pond. The Hengtang is like a field with a barrier, and the names of the ten sceneries are not complete for a long time. Only the cauliflower harvest is good in autumn, and the yellow clouds and yellow brocade are as good as before.
Night mooring in Shaocun Ming Dynasty·Tan Yingxiang The reeds make the sound of autumn, and the light boat moors in the evening. The customer is satisfied.