Boarding in Guazhou
Era: Song Author: Wang Anshi Genre: Qijue Category: Journey
Jingkou Guazhou is separated by water, and 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?
The Year of Li Gui in the South of the Yangtze River
Era: Tang Author: Du Fu Genre: Qijue
It is common in Prince Qi's house, and Cui Jiutang heard it several times.
It is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and you will see it again when the flowers are falling.
Bath Orchid Fragrance Huaian Chongwu
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wu Wenying Genre: Ci
Coiled silk tied to the wrist, skillful seal script hanging hairpin, jade hidden cyanosis Yarn to sleep. The silver bottle 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 gauze fading calyx. The dream of millet is getting old, and the smoke in Tingzhou is thick. Don't sing the ancient Jiangnan tune. 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 thinking about Qinlou, I also imitate people returning home, and I should take my own discretion in Jian Changpu. But sadly, new toads appear everywhere.
Preface to the Oriole's Cry
Era: Song Author: Wu Wenying Genre: Ci
Remnant cold is bullying illness and wine, covering the embroidered house with agarwood. The swallow comes late and flies into the west city, as if spring is late. The painting is carried on the boat, the Qingming Festival passes, and the clear smoke slowly rises over the Wu Palace trees. Thoughts and feelings wander around, turning into light flakes with the wind. In the West Lake for ten years, horses were tied to the willows, taking advantage of the delicate dust and soft mist. Tracing the red gradually, recruiting into the fairy stream, the brocade secretly sends the quiet element. Leaning on the silver screen, the spring is wide and the dream is narrow, breaking the red wetness and singing the golden thread. When the embankment is empty and the setting sun is gently touched, the gulls and herons will always return. The orchids grow old, Du Ruo is still alive, and he still travels in the water town. After the farewell visit, Liuqiao was unfaithful, and the matter went to the flower committee. The jade was buried in incense, and there were many storms. The long waves are envious, the distant mountains are shy, and the fishing lanterns are reflected in the spring river. I remember that time and the short peach root crossing. It's like a brothel, where you write poems on the wall before defeat, and the tears and ink are stained by the dust. Looking out from the dangerous pavilion, the grass is as bright as the horizon, and half of the hair is blown into the temples. Dark spot inspection, leaving traces of joyful saliva, still dyeing shark's silk,? The phoenix returns in confusion, and the broken luan dances carelessly. Waiting to be written diligently, I will always regret it in the book. The blue clouds and wild geese sinking across the vast sea, the longing for lovesickness, and the mourning zither pillars. The sadness is thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, the song of resentment is repeated, and the soul is still broken.
The study room is bright and warm all day long, and when you are tired, you will use the stick to play in the small garden for a long time
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You
A good sleep is better than a massage. The weather in October in the south of the Yangtze River is still peaceful.
If the heavy curtain is not rolled up, the fragrance will last for a long time, and the ancient inkstone will be slightly concave and gather a lot of ink.
On the moon, I suddenly saw the shadow of plum trees emerging, 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.
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Jiangnan
Era: Han Author: Han Anonymous Genre: Yuefu
Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of 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.
Gift to Fan Ye
Era: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: Lu Kai
Fold flowers and send them to the people in Longtou.
I have nothing in the south of the Yangtze River, just send a spring branch.
Bodhisattva Man
Era: Tang Author: Wei Zhuang Genre: Ci
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 to listen to the rain.
It sleeps in the rain. The people by the side look 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.
Jiangnan Song
Era: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: Liu Yun
Tingzhou is picking white apples, and the sun sets in Jiangnan Spring.
There are returning guests in Dongting, and old friends in Xiaoxiang.
Why don’t old friends return? It’s too late for the spring to come back.
If you don’t talk about new knowledge and happiness, you only talk about how far you can go.
Yanghua Song
Era: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: Tang Huixiu
The flowers are full of love, and the wind is gentle and thoughtful.
Hide 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 too much to make any sound.
The yellow crane goes northwest, holding my thousand-mile heart in its mouth.
Grass grows under the deep embankment, and clouds grow above the high city.
Spring brings thoughts to the heart, and thoughts and thoughts are always the king.
Early Spring in Nanhu
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Bai Juyi Genre: Qilu
The wind returns and the clouds stop, the rain begins to clear, and the light returns to the lakeside, which is warm and bright.
The red mountain apricot hair is scattered randomly, and the new green water apple is spread flatly.
The white wild goose with low wings is still heavy when flying, and the tongue is astringent and the oriole language has not been completed.
I don’t know that spring in Jiangnan is not good, as I get sick and lose my mood every year.
Spring Dream
Era: Tang Author: Cen Shen Genre: Qi Ancient
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.
Visiting Kinmen
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Chen Ke Genre: Ci
Sorrowful. The eyes are cut off from the south to the north of the Yangtze River. Smoke and trees are separated by thick fragrance. Xiaoloushan is a few feet away. Thin grass and solitary clouds set against the sun. It's always sunny. Flowers falling outside the curtain cannot fly. The east wind has no strength.
The old friends in Jiangxiang gathered in the guest house
Era: Tang Author: Dai Shulun Genre: Wulu
The moon is full again in autumn, and the city 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 commander of the brigade is drunk, and he is afraid of the dawn bell.
The Bodhisattva Man
Era: Tang Author: Feng Yansi Genre: Ci
The golden locks across the dark red door,
The moonlight shadow on the screen window follows the flowers Pass.
The tears of candles are about to dry up,
Falling plum blossoms are born with late cold.
The treasure hairpin stands beside the green phoenix,
A thousand miles of fragrance screen the dream.
The clouds and rain have become desolate,
Spring grass grows in the south of the Yangtze River.
Dream of Jiangnan
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Huangfu Song Genre: Ci
The orchids are falling, and the dark red bananas are on the screen.
I have a leisurely dream of ripe plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River,
The night boat plays the flute and the rain whistles.
Renyu Yibian Bridge.
The Sapphire Case
Era: Tang Author: Li Yu Genre: Ci
The Brahma Palace is protected by a hundred feet of clouds,