A poem describing the charm of Jiangnan 1. Modern poetry with Jiangnan charm still has its own style: antique, aesthetic and desolate.
Alleys in the rain
Author: Dai Wangshu
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane
I hope to see
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
She does.
Clove-like color
Lilac fragrance
Lilac sadness
Mourn in the rain
Sad and confused
She lingers in this lonely rain lane
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Like me
Like me.
Walk quietly
Cold desert, melancholy, and melancholy.
She approached quietly.
Get close and throw again.
Breathing eyes
She floated by.
well
As sad and confused as a dream.
Floating like a dream
Dingxiangyuan
I missed this girl.
She walked away silently, walked away.
A ramshackle hedge.
Walk through this rainy path
In the sad song of rain
Remove her color.
Scattered her fragrance.
Disappeared, even hers
Breathing eyes
Lavender melancholy
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane
I hope to float over.
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
2. Jiangnan Poetry
Berthing Guazhou
Year: Song Author: Wang Anshi School: Four Wonders Category: Lv Ji
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?
Meet Li Guinian at the lower reaches of the river
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu Style: Four Musts
In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times.
Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.
Zaolanxiang Huaian Chongwu
Year: Song Author: Style: Ci
Silk binds the wrist, the hairpin hangs skillfully, and the jade sleeps on the yarn. The silver bottle is exposed in the well, and the colorful clouds are in the window. At that time, I wrote a pomegranate skirt, and the red yarn faded. I was very sad. Xiaomi's dream is getting old, and Tingzhou cooks smoke. Don't sing Jiangnan ancient tune, resentment is hard to recruit, and the Chu River is gloomy. Lavender swallow milk, dark rain plum yellow, afternoon mirror bath blue curtain. If you miss Qin Lou and want to go back to your hometown, you should make your own decision. But disappointed, repeated the new toad, with people.
The order of warbler's voice and swallow
Year: Song Author: Style: Ci
Residual cold deceives sick wine, covering up Shen Xiang embroiders households. Yan came late and flew into Xicheng, as if spring came late. Painting boat, clear sky, clear smoke, Ran Ran martial arts tree. Thoughts wander and turn into light sheep with the wind. Ten years in the West Lake, willows tied to horses, and the dust is soft and foggy. Gradually return to red, recruit into Xianxi, and send you Sue in secret. Leaning against the silver screen, the spring scenery is wide and the dream is narrow, the red and wet are broken, and the singing is golden. When the bank is empty, the gulls will always be returned at sunset. Orchids are ancient, Du Ruo is still alive, and the water town is still a tourist attraction. Later, I didn't visit, and the Sixth Bridge didn't believe me. I went to the Flower Committee and was buried in jade. After several storms. Long wave envy, shame on distant mountains, fishing lights reflecting the river, remembering time and short peach root crossing. The brothel is like a poem, and the tears are miserable. Looking at the dangerous pavilion, the grass is everywhere and the temple is half-disabled. Check in the dark, leave marks and vomit, but still dye the partridge,
3. Poems describing the artistic conception of Jiangnan
Poems describing Jiangnan are good in Jiangnan. Tang Bai Juyi is good in Jiangnan, 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? Memories of Huang Fusong, Jiangnan Tang Dynasty, dark red bananas on the screen. Dreaming of plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the night boat playing the flute and the rain rustling, and people talking about the post bridge.
Recall Liu Yuxi's spring outing in Tang Jiangnan! Thank you, Los Angeles is weak and suspicious of the wind, and the bushes are like towels. Sitting alone is also a sigh.
Looking at the south of the Yangtze River, Su Dongpo's spring scenery is not old, and the weather is beautiful. Try to watch it on a separate platform. Half the city is full of spring water, and the flowers are dark.
Liu Song Chen Weng, Qi Mei, Xia Zi Chua. Ran Ran, the island of Nine Dynasties in the sky, smiles in front of you.
People sing their own songs. A chrysanthemum under the hedge is drunk.
Flowing water asks you for thirty hooves, and autumn wind remembers my poem. Save the evening fragrance.
Seven days later, Dong Hui was before reclamation. In February, the remaining years ended at thirteen thousand.
This will be a feast. Sing about snow, except snow.
Look at the longevity department falling down again and again, and there is no straight orange millet in front of you. Sing magpie fairy.
Jiangnan is good/recalling the water of Song Zhao Shixia in Jiangnan, which is far beyond the sky. The sky is high and the clouds are light, the moon is high and the clouds are cold, and the water is full of moonlight.
The moon reflects the water in the sky. People and scenery, people and scenery are difficult to be complete.
When the scenery is good, the heart beats fast and the heart is far from the scene. Don't talk to laity.
Looking at the south of the Yangtze River, Zhu Dunru has been burning for a long time, invading the bed at the first night. Lying on the bank of a cluster of lotus leaves, hibiscus is fragrant and cool.
The pillow is a fairyland. Looking at the south of the Yangtze River, Song Zhou Bangyan wandered around the embankment alone.
The grass is full of smoke and water, and the west of the city is cloudy and dark. Nine strangers never touch mud.
Under the peach and plum blossoms, the Spring Festival Gala was unsuccessful. Outside the wall, flowers find their way around, and Liu Yin crosses the warbler.
There is sadness everywhere. Looking back on Tang Wen Ting Yun in Jiangnan, I must hate him. I hate him very much.
I don't know what the mountains and the moon are thinking, but the water and the wind fall in front of me, swaying Yun Lan and slanting. After washing, I boarded the river pavilion alone and leaned against the bar to stare at the river.
After all, Qian Fan is not here, and the oblique light is full of water, and Bai Pingzhou is heartbroken! Looking at the south of the Yangtze River, Dai Fugu said some unfinished words, which are beneficial to the continuation of the four famous songs, while Bo Gu is connected with today. Three rooms in Wu Jie contain thousands of books, and every word is precious.
There are bosom friends in the world. Outside, the lake is close at hand.
Wanliu walked happily, and Baihuazhou sang drunk. Live up to your life.
Liu Song and Zhang Xian in the south of the Yangtze River are far away from the dike, and the waves are light and dusty. Today, the ancient willow bridge has seen many farewells, and it is sad to see people leave, let alone care for themselves. After slanting, the new moon rises to the west.
I'm looking forward to it when the city goes upstairs. I wish I could walk thousands of miles with you like a moon pavilion. Looking at the south of the Yangtze River, Tang Liyu dreams far away and the south of the Yangtze River is prosperous.
The strings on the boat are on the river, and the city is light and dusty. Kill the flower watcher! Idle dreams are far away, and the south is clear in autumn.
Thousands of miles away, the cool color is in the distance, and a boat is moored in the depths of the reed flower. The flute is in the Moon Building.
Looking at Jiangnan/recalling Jiangnan Wang Songqi and Jiang Nanan, the cloud tree is half clear and half cloudy. The sail is gone, the sky is old, and the tide rises and the sun sets.
North and South are separated. Create or destroy something, and it will last forever.
Lonely smoke and fish at the foot of the mountain are clear, and the restaurant near the willow is deep. This passenger should not board the plane.
The grass in the south of the Yangtze River is as complicated as a trace. The fallen petal warbler's tongue is disorderly, and the green fan Nanpu's soul disappears.
Fight the blue robe every day. The wind is about to turn, and softness is invincible.
Far and green, after the night rain, the cold sand belt is faint. Who dreamed of Lan Heng?
Jiangnan water, river road turns to flat sand. Rain Ji, high smoke, plain training, fine wind, fine waves and cold flowers.
Give you the stars. Fame and fortune, drifting home.
Fishermen sing far ahead of Mount Cisse, and geese sway obliquely in Dongting Lake. Travel around the world.
Smoke in the south of the Yangtze River blows the wind of embroidered curtains. In February, the pond news agency opened, and the lair of the Six Dynasties Palace was empty.
I am arrogant in the west. Wang Xiefu used to be in Qitang.
Smoke flies far away, and dreams are in a hurry. It occupies the apricot garden red.
Jiangnan, the west building is full of clear nights. Clouds fall and ice spit, and jade sinks and waves are deep.
When does this round end? The stars are shining, and the wind is exposed to the new autumn.
Dangui doesn't know how to get rid of her hatred, so Su E should believe that she won't leave her sadness. The sky is very long.
Jiangnan wine, a place with strong flavor. Drunk in the deep lane of the spring breeze, looking for the east of Xiaoqiao Township.
Bamboo leaves are covered with gold. When sandalwood is drunk, people's faces turn red.
On the green apricot, yellow plum and bamboo pavilion, the shad are in the bitter bamboo shoots and jade plates. As drunk as a fiddler.
Jiangnan snow, light elements cut clouds. Qiongshu was surprised in early spring, and the plum blossoms were slightly cold and fragrant.
Lengying is very happy. Toad is like jade, and it is worth watching on a clear night.
Xie Nvlian's poems are full of green curtains, while Ziyou's poems are full of enthusiasm. I cherish dancing in vain.
Jiang Nanyu, the wind blows all over Changchuan. Biwa smoke faint willow shore, red fragrance embellish plum days.
It is raining. Grow in front of Chu Feng sooner or later.
On a cold night, I am worried about gold, and at dusk, Jiang Shen Guan Mulan boat. Smoke and waves are connected far away.
Bamboo in the south of the Yangtze River is pure and moist. Shenjing wants to live in Shuangfeng lodge, and the backyard is lonely.
The wind and the moon are falling. Cold jade is thin, and frost and graupel urge each other.
Tears are empty, and the sheep cart was once brought by Cui Zhilai. Don't cut the dragon flute easily
The son of the fisherman, Tang Zhanghe Zhi, egrets fly in front of the Cisse Mountain, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat. An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain.
Dream of Jiangnan Qingqu Dajun sad leaves, leaves do not return. Even if the trees are full of flowers, the new branches are not old branches.
And the water is late. Song Yang Wanli, who stayed in the new city, spent most of his spring time on willow branches, picking long strips and inserting them in restaurants.
Seeing the cold food of the screenwriter, the songs and dances in the village are more romantic. The smoke from the furnace in Huangsong Pavilion of Tijuehai Temple is gloomy and watery, and the firewood around the Zen bed and bamboo around the stream.
In his spare time, Qiu Chan thinks of high willows, and the sunset is under the bamboo shade. Song Queqiao Fairy, yesterday moored the boat, the dangerous pavilion roared alone, and the clouds opened thousands of miles.
The torrential rain in front of the mountain overflowed the stream and washed away the heat of the world. Twilight crow, falling into the sky, is autumn.
Being a fool can't celebrate the new cool, and the west wind rises again. Sweet cake bait, fresh melons and fruits, begging for thousands of families.
At the end of the day, there was a plane crash and there was not much contact. Stupid and delusional, watching the night in Han Yin, waiting for Yunfei.
Who knows that Niu Girl is old enough to have fun? Manjianghong-Hexing Job Building rhymes with his friends, the sky is thin and cold, and the country is full of frost leaves.
Wan Li west wind stuffed geese, a few sad pharynx. You can hear Huai Tian's voice, but who can tell you what you hate?
Lean on dry, old tears fall, flat. With a dagger, waist length.
Yesterday's ambition, today's fahua. There are rivers and lakes, and the water clouds are deep and wide.
If you want to chop, rat, live and bury nine fields, poor black rabbit will do the same. Envy canals, brush cliffs, and don't write articles.
On the first day of February, I watched the lights day and night. Occasionally, the streets of Chen Qingzhi are full of ladies and gentlemen, and the lights are shining brightly. It's spring in Xiaoguan, and I still doubt it's Lantern Festival tonight.
Walking in the pool of Ten Scenes is like a field with barriers. The name of Ten Scenes has not been complete for a long time. Only cauliflower and autumn crops are good, and Huang Yun gold is like that year.
Xiang Ying reeds make autumn sounds in Shaocun Night Park, and the canoe park is the night pavilion. The guest's feelings become a crane's dream, and people are like flowing ping.
Cross the dark kitchen smoke and block Sichuan.
4. Poems describing Jiangnan
Three Good Memories in Jiangnan (Author: Bai Juyi)
The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar. 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!
Everyone says that Jiangnan is good (Author: Wei Zhuang)
Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists should stay in Jiangnan until they are old. The spring water is greener than the sky, so 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.
Looking at the south of the Yangtze River, dreaming far away (Author: Li Yu)
Idle dreams are far away, and flowers bloom in the south. The strings on the boat are on the river, and the city is light and dusty. Kill the flower watcher!
Idle dreams are far away, and the south is clear in autumn. Thousands of miles away, the cool color is far away, the boat is deep in the reeds, and the flute is on the moon floor.
Water Fairy Chants Jiangnan (Author: Zhang)
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!
Dream Jiangnan orchid (Author: Huang Fusong)
Blue embers fall, and the screen is dark red bananas. Dreaming of plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, whistling in the night boat and rustling in the rain. At the People's Postal Bridge.
5. What are the beautiful poems about Jiangnan?
1. Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists can only grow old together if they join Jiangnan. -(Tang) Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man, Everyone Says Jiangnan is Good"
2. Jiangnan is good, and the scenery was once familiar. -(Tang) Bai Juyi's "Remembering Jiangnan Good"
3. Excuse me, is there any partner in Jiangnan who is drunk in Yangzhou like me? -(Song) Su Shi's "Jiang Chengzi Mo Yun Dragged the Rain over the West Building"
4. Banan River is shallow and red berries are small. Xiaomei is shallow in Jiangnan red. -(Song) Su Shi's "Bodhisattva Man Banan River Shallow Red Plum Small"
5. Show people's feelings and offer wisdom from the south of the Yangtze River. -(Wei and Jin Dynasties) Cao Zhi's Ode to Luoshen
6. Cover with green wheat. Jiangnan clouds and leaves are hiding the car. -(Song) Su Shi's "Huanxisha"
7. Who knows that the autumn in the south of the Yangtze River has run out, the willows are withered, and it is still a yellow shadow. -(modern) Wang Guowei's "butterfly lovers, who said that the autumn in Jiangnan is over"
8. Who said it was spring in Jiangnan? No one arrived. -(modern) Wang Guowei's "Recent love, who told the story of Jiangnan spring"
9. If you catch up with spring in Jiangnan, don't live with it. -(Song) Wang Guan's "Oracle Operator sends Bao Haoran to East Zhejiang"
10. Beiyuan Dragon Troupe, Jiangnan Eagle Claw, Wan Li is famous for its Jingguan. -(Song) Huang Tingjian's man Beiyuan Longtuan
6. Poetry describing Jiangnan
1, "Everyone says Jiangnan is good"
Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang
Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists should stay in Jiangnan until they are old. The spring water is greener than the sky, so 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.
Translation:
Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists should stay in Jiangnan until they are old. In spring, the river is clear and green, bluer than the sky. Visitors can fall asleep listening to the rain on the painted boat. The woman selling wine in Jiangnan restaurant is very beautiful, and her arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow. Don't go back to your hometown when you are young, it will be extremely sad to go home.
2. "Water Fairy Chants for Jiangnan"
Yuan dynasty: Zhang
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!
Translation:
The sun shone on the river and raised thin smoke. The eaves painted by people on both sides of the strait are connected, and the beams are connected. There are many lotus flowers on the river, and Qiu Guang is desolate. Look, Sha Ou flies and hovers over the river again and again, and the fragrant wind is floating in every bead curtain. Beautiful ships seem to be coming from the horizon, and the flag of the restaurant is flying in the wind. How lovely, Jiangnan!
3. "Three Memories of Jiangnan. The first part "
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
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?
Translation:
How beautiful the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is. I have been familiar with it for a long time. Spring is coming, the sun rises from the river, making the flowers on the river brighter than red, and the green river greener than blue grass. How can one not miss Jiangnan?
4. Jiangnan Lane
Tang Dynasty: Li He
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.
Translation:
Green fog rises from the cool waves in the river, and red clouds overlap in the sky like high peaks. The clouds by the river and the wind on the water seem to come from the old bamboo forest. The mainland is in the twilight, and many cattails are connected together, which is not very clear. Perch is full of wine, lying drunk, squinting at the green shadow of Nanshan. Before I finished singing Wu Ge's Yuequ, Jiangyue, like a round jade, has risen in Ran Ran in the East.
5. Jiangnan Spring
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
Translation:
Birds are singing in the south of the Yangtze River, green grass and red flowers set each other off, and wine flags are flying everywhere in the foothills of waterside villages.
There are more than 480 ancient temples left over from the Southern Dynasties, and countless terraces are shrouded in wind, smoke, clouds and rain.
7. Poems describing the beauty of Jiangnan
Harmony songs. Jiangnan Qu (a very beautiful Jiangnan ink painting, as plain as dusk, like a river boat and a distant mountain)
Zhang Ji (Zhang Ji, one of the great athletes of the New Yuefu Movement) has the same spirit as Bai Yuan's Yuefu poems, but the specific techniques are slightly different. )
There are many people in Chenpi Jiangnan, and Wu Jizhou weaves white rice. This land is low and wet,
Even wood is a pass to enter the river. Jiangcun is a city in Rihai, and Fan Luo crossed the bridge to Puli.
Green sand covers the city with bamboo as the house, and every family without well drinks the tide. Spring wine in the afternoon of the Yangtze River,
The wine flag is hung high in the estuary. Advocate hanging Shui Ge on both sides of the building, and singing bamboo branches to stay in the north at night.
There are many joys in Jiangnan, and you can experience them everywhere.
Miscellaneous songs Dreamed of the south bank
Bai Juyi
The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar. At sunrise, the red flowers in the river win the fire.
This river is as green as blue in spring. Can you not remember Jiangnan?
Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou. Looking for laurel in the mountain temple in the middle of the month,
Watch the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you revisit?
Jiang Nanyi, followed by Wu Gong. Wujiu, a cup of spring bamboo leaves,
Wu Wa is addicted to the lotus dance. We will meet again sooner or later.
Harmony songs. Song of the south river
Lu guimeng
For the love of Jiangnan spring, we chatted by the river and picked apples. The water is deep and the smoke is wide.
The wheels are shiny and there are clouds floating on the hood. Clouds and moons are self-interested, but it is difficult to go in the water.
Away from Luoyang Road, spring grass grows on the shore. A message to the boatman, don't boast about the good wind and waves.
Harmony songs. Returning from picking lotus (the scenery of picking lotus is well described, although the scenery is sad)
Bo Wang
Pick lotus, green water and hibiscus clothes, and the autumn wind makes waves and geese fly.
The laurel orchid grows under the radius, and the skirt wrist is gently shaken. Tan Hua, Yu Ye is very flat,
The river blows harder and harder. Acacia is bitter, but the ceremony can't stay.
The husband beyond the Great Wall has not returned, and it is dusk to pick lotus in Jiangnan. It's dusk, picking lotus,
This canal will make every effort to promote the family. Picking mulberry leaves in Lunan is not as good as picking lotus on the river.
Lotus after lotus, why do the leaves overlap? Ye Cuiben is ashamed of his eyebrows, and his bonus is like cheeks.
Looking forward to leaving when the beauty is away. Love flowers, love lotus roots.
Therefore, where there is love, there are new things that blossom. At the expense of going south,
I am also ashamed that Beihai Goose was written late. Lotus picking songs have a festival, and the lotus picking night has not rested.
Just as the mighty river prevailed, it was worth visiting the river last month. Lianpu night party,
Wu Nvhe. * * * Ask a thousand miles to cross the mountain.
Miscellaneous songs Yang Liuzhi (writing the beautiful artistic conception of catkins all over the sky)
Sun Guangxian (Sun Guangxian, five pronouns, real name Bao Guangzi, real name. Lingzhou Guiping (now the northeast of Renshou County, Sichuan Province) is a native. In the later Tang Dynasty, he was appointed as the judge of Lingzhou. Later, he served as an ancient consultant in Nanping. After the Song Dynasty, he served as the secretariat of Huangzhou. Collect flowers * * * Received his 6 1 word. It is the most used word among the five pronouns. Author of "North Dream" and other episodes)
The door is warm and the flowers are dry, and it is not cold to fly all over Jiangnan.
It's just that water posts are late, and idle people rely on red work.
There are ponds and pavilions, fog, infiltration and growth.
It's like a person standing in the spring breeze for a long time.
Although the roots are near the turbid water stream, there is no harm in having a song all day long.
Who deserves a gold belt? Not many people laugh at orioles.
Ten thousand plants withered and resented the death of the Sui Dynasty, like hanging Wu Tai.
Fortunately, Huaiyin has a bright moon, and the restaurant flute is difficult to play.
Spring dream (there is an ethereal thought that Jiangnan is a beautiful dream in it)
Cen Can
Last night, the spring breeze walked into the deep bedroom, letting people know that it was spring and thinking of people far away from Xiangjiang River.
I fell asleep unconsciously, and in just a few moments in my dream, I have traveled thousands of miles to the south.
Meet Li Guinian downstream (in the season of falling flowers, meet your pleasure and elegance)
Du Fu
In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times.
Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.
8. Describe good poems in Jiangnan
The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar.
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?
Secondly,
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?
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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! -Bai Juyi's Three Stories of Jiangnan
Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists should stay in Jiangnan until they are old. The spring water is greener than the sky, so 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. -Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva"
Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, so there is no lotus leaf. -"Jiangnan" Han Anonymous
Wangjiangnan Dongpo
Spring is not old, the wind is fine and the willows are oblique. Try to see it from a separate platform. A city is full of spring flowers, and thousands of flowers are dark in the misty rain.
Liu Yong, Wang Haichao.
Southeast shape wins, Sanwu city, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times.
There are 100,000 bridges painted with willow, wind curtains and green curtains.
Clouds and trees surround the embankment with sand and stones, and the raging waves roll frost and snow, and the natural hazards are endless.
Cities are full of pearls, and families are full of Luo Qi, competing for beauty.
Thick lakes are piled with beautiful scenery, including Sanqiu cinnamon and Shili Lotus.
Guan Qiang clears up, Ling Ge sings all night, and Xi Xi catches lotus flowers.
Thousands of riders, high teeth, drunk listening to flutes and drums, and enjoying the clouds.
The map of the future will be good. I will go back to Fengchi to boast.
Qiantang Chun Hu Tour [Tang] Bai Juyi
Gushan Temple is in the north of the trade pavilion, and the water level is low.
A few early warblers compete for warm trees, whose new swallow pecks at spring mud?
Scattered flowers gradually attract fans' attention, but shallow grass has no horseshoe.
I love the lack of lakes traveling eastward and the white sand embankment in green Li Yangyang.
"After drinking the rain, it is clear in the lake first" [Song] Su Shi
The water is bright and the eyes are bright, and the mountains are rainy.
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, light makeup is always appropriate.
9. Poems describing the beauty of Jiangnan
First, Jiangnan is good and the scenery has been heard for a long time. At sunrise, the red flowers in the river win the fire.
This river is as green as blue in spring. Can you not remember Jiangnan?
Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou. Looking for laurel in the mountain temple in the middle of the month,
Watch the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you revisit?
Jiang Nanyi, followed by Wu Gong. Wujiu, a cup of spring bamboo leaves,
Wu Wa is addicted to the lotus dance. We will meet again sooner or later.
Second: the grass flies in February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.
The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
Third: everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists only enter the river and grow old together.
The spring water is greener than the sky, so 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.
Too much, hehe, if you still don't enjoy it, let's talk about it next time.