Write 10 Jiangnan ancient poetry.

There are 10 ancient poems written in Jiangnan: Jiangnan, Bodhisattva Man, Three Stories of Jiangnan, Xiangzi Guo Qili's Color, Narcissus Ode to Jiangnan, Man Jiang Hong Late Spring, Memories of Jiangnan, Lonely Feelings, Jiangnan Alley and Harmony.

First, Jiangnan

South can pick lotus, lotus leaf, fish play between lotus leaves.

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

Second, Bodhisattva Man

Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists should stay in Jiangnan until they are old. The spring water is greener than the sky, and tourists can sleep on the boat listening to the rain.

The women selling wine in Jiangnan restaurant are all very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow. Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home.

Three. Recall three songs in Jiangnan

Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old; When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss 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 come again?

Jiang Nanyi, followed by martial arts; Wu Yi cup of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dance lotus drunk. We'll meet again sooner or later!

Fourth, "Xiangxing Guo Zi Qi Li Race"

Get on a boat and wave a pair of oars, like a frightened swan, skimming over the water. The sky is blue, the color is clear, the mountains and mountains are bright, as far as the river, and the waves are as flat as a mirror. Swimming fish, counting, appearing like running water from time to time; By the water, egret point, relax. The stream during the day is crystal clear; Dawn river, cold and frost; The stream next month is a bright crystal world.

Hills on both sides of the strait, looking at the depth, picturesque; Seen from the route, the curve is tortuous, like a screen. Yan Guang smiled in vain this year and never really enjoyed the scenery of this beautiful place. The emperor and the hermit are now like a dream, leaving only an empty name. There are only distant mountains and mountains; White clouds in the mountains, wind changes; Xiao Shan Xiao, want to drop green.

Five, water fairy, sing Jiangnan.

The sun shines on the river, and thin smoke rises. The eaves painted by people on both sides of the strait are connected, and the beams are connected.

The river is surrounded by lotus flowers, so it is quiet. Looking at Sha Ou, it turns around on the river, and the curtains of every household are full of fragrant wind.

Beautiful boats seem to fall from the sky, and the flag of the restaurant flutters in the wind. People really love Jiangnan!

Six, the boundless hone red Hunchun

I live in the south of the Yangtze River, and I have had a cold food. In the flower garden, there are some storms and some chaos. The red powder darkens with the running water, and the garden gradually feels clear and dense. Every year, the Erythrina flowers fall, and the cold is weak.

The yard was quiet and empty. There is nothing to say, nothing to worry about. I am afraid of stray Inging and Swallow, and I know the news. There is no trace of colorful clouds. Teach people, be ashamed to go upstairs, be flat and green.

Seven, remember Jiangnan

Thanks to the people of Los Angeles, spring is over. Weak willows doubt the wind, and shrubs are like towels. Sitting alone also includes swish.

Spring has passed, and * * * cherishes a sunny year. There are peach blossoms on the running water, and bamboo leaves are drunk before words. Just wait and see.

Eight, close the complaint

My eyes are fresh on rainy days, so I stand on the river floor and watch. Clear and distant aquatic light, overlapping sunset mountains and green. Looking from a distance, I can recognize the broken bridge, the faint fishing village and the lonely smoke at night.

In the sunset. Zhu Lan took the pulse to recuperate. Get drunk before drinking. Trouble is endless. After dusk, Qiu Guang is getting old, and an old friend is thousands of miles away. It is very cold in the air.

9. Jiangnan Lane

The green fog in the river is cool, and the sky is red and rugged.

Water, wind, clouds, old bamboo and bamboo rafters are picturesque.

Perch has a thousand heads of wine, and the wine lies in Nanshan Green.

The moon song on the border of Wu is not finished, and the rivers are all covered with cold jade.

Ten, berthing Guazhou

Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.

The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?

In the eyes of China people, Jiangnan is a poetic place. Bridges and flowing water, boats passing people, apricot blossoms and light rain, and picturesque scenery are all infiltrating the poetry of China people. Almost all beautiful things can be found in Jiangnan. This is a dream and an ideal place in the hearts of China people.