Bai Juyi
The spring scenery on the lake is picturesque, and the chaotic peaks spread around the stage.
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.
Spring outing in Qiantang Lake
Bai Juyi
Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low.
Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring.
Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes.
I love the lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shadow of Populus davidiana.
Drinking in the lake is clear after the rain.
Su Shi
The water is Ming Che, and the mountains are empty and rainy.
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, light makeup is always appropriate.
Drunk book in Wang Hu Building on June 27th.
Su Shi
Dark clouds turn over ink and fail to cover mountains, while white rain jumps over boats.
The wind comes and blows away, and the lake looks like the sky under it.
Akiyama
Yang Wanli
The new five-leaf persimmon is red. It is also Sapium sebiferum and Feng Dan.
Just say that the mountains are bleak in autumn, and the West Lake is embroidered with three or four peaks.
Lakeside temple at dawn
Yang Wanli
After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June.
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors.
Topic Andy Lin
Lin Sheng
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?
Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent.
Tidal bore watching
Liu Yong is a prosperous city in the southeast, with three cities of Wu and Qiantang flourishing since ancient times. There are bridges with green curtains of smoke and willow, and there are 100 thousand families. Clouds and trees surround the dike sand, the raging waves roll frost and snow, and the natural moat is endless. The city is full of jewels, and every household in Luo Qi is competing for beauty. Beautiful flowers are piled up on the heavy lake, including Sanqiu cinnamon and Shili Lotus. Qiang Guanqing, Song Ling all night.
The good news is that it is near the West Lake. Xin Qiji crosses the West Lake every day and spends a day soaking in cold jade. Although the mountains are picturesque, it is difficult to paint when you want to. The music bell was clamped behind the front string, and then it was broken and resumed. The lotus bloomed and several blue boats flew away.
On the lake
Song Lian loves the lake and sings Long song step by step.
The oriole flies to the lake when he sees people.
Topic West Lake fishing boat map
Tang Yin
In the past 30 years, how many times have fishing rods crossed their hands to pay tribute to senior officials?
Where is the beach of Yue Ming West Lake?
Enter the Wulin
Zhang Huangyan
What do you want when the country is ruined? There is my teacher at the head of Xizi Lake.
The sun and the moon hang in the family tomb, and half of Gankun is the Yuejia Temple.
Ashamed of being divided into three seats with his bare hands, he dared to lend one to Dan Xin.
We will gradually drive eastward in the future, and the rough waves will definitely belong to barbarians!
West Lake July 30th
In Zhangdai West Lake, there is nothing to see in July and a half, only those who watch it can see it. People who watch July 30 can be divided into five categories. On the first floor, boats, flutes and drums are full of crowns and banquets, with excellent lighting and chaotic sound and light. Those who look at the moon but don't actually see it, look at it. On the other hand, the boat is also on the floor, with girls, laughing and crying, and sitting. Also under the moon, those who want people to see the moon, look. One is that they don't sail, don't wear clothes, don't worry, get drunk and eat, call the crowd to three or five, jump into the crowd, celebrate, break the bridge, shout noisily, pretend to be drunk, sing a tune without a cavity, watch the moon, watch the moon, but there are no watchmen.
Hangzhou people have traveled to the lake and have returned home, avoiding the moon as enemies. This is a good name for tonight, and they are fighting for it as a team. They spend more money on wine and chairs, and they line up on the shore. As soon as they got on the boat, they quickly broke the bridge and rushed into the victory meeting. So before the second drum, people advocated, such as boiling, shaking and deafness. Lanterns and torches, like stars, swarmed away one after another. People on the shore rushed to the door one by one, gradually thinning out and disappearing in an instant. We started boating on the shore. When the bridge was broken, it began to cool down. We sat on it and asked the guests to drink. At this time, the moon is like a mirror, the mountains are renovated, and the lake is seen again. The person who sang to it in a low voice went out, and so did the person hiding under the tree. We left.
On June 19, people in Lin were worshipping Buddha. On the first day, all the women and men in he cheng went out to make a pilgrimage to Zhu San Temple at night. Some priests can't forbid it, so they stay in Kinmen and wait for them.
I was born with Chen, and I also went boating and swimming in the lake. Xia Xuan can play the flute, so she plays along.
On the moon in Wu Shan, the mist is hazy, and half of the lake is completely cleared. Dark fire flickering, about six or seven promised to draw a boat. Dong Xiao makes a sound in the middle stream. If it is swallowed up by the wind, it will be miserable, and the lakes and mountains will touch it, as if it were the Mid-Autumn Festival. The fog cleared, the lake was clear in the middle of the month, and the ship stopped at the Bai Causeway. For the bridge, for the flute back.
In the evening, I saw Dongpo's five quatrains of the West Lake, and the scenery was gloomy. I remember that before the Southern Song Dynasty, the lake was small and sparse, and I hated the flute of Chibi. However, my trip tonight did not attack Dongpo's ears. My husband often appears in the mountains and lakes. Knowing that there were no attackers, I would rather blame Dongpo.
When I entered the city at dawn, I was eager to remember it.