Night Mooring at Fengqiao
Tang Zhangji
The moon sets and the sky is full of crows and frost, Jiang Feng and the fisherman sleep in sorrow.
At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang at midnight to reach the passenger ship.
Visit the Yuzhi Temple in Suzhou again
Xu Hun of the Tang Dynasty
At the beginning of autumn, under the leaves of Gao Wu, I passed by the old sojourn in the corridor.
The moon passes through the blue window and I drink wine tonight, while the rain dims the red wall and I read books last year.
The dew in the Yuchi is cold and the hibiscus is shallow, and the Qiong trees are tall and windy, and they are sparse.
Tomorrow I will hang up the sail and go further east, and the immortal will laugh like a perch.
Crossing the Wujiang River
Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
The nights are longer when there are fewer people in Huiguan, and the trees in the distance of Gusu City are green.
The rivers and lakes are ebbing and the tall buildings are far apart, and the rivers and lakes are returning to Guangdian in autumn.
The moon turns and the magpie shadows move across the blue sky, and the red grass on the low dew is wet with fluorescent light.
Poet lovers in the literary garden should think more and not drown the hall in drunken music and singing.
Present to Judge Zhou on behalf of the prostitutes
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The prostitute banquet will leave Gusu tonight, and the guests will go to Jinghu Lake tomorrow.
Don’t go out in a small boat to look for Fan Li, and follow the five horses to look for Luofu.
Can the Orchid Pavilion be restored after the moon breaks, but the autumn coolness in the Baby Pavilion will be gone?
I would like to be my wife, and I will stop dyeing my mustache white when I return.
Wu Yue nostalgic for the past
Li Yuan of Tang Dynasty
Wu Yue has been complaining for thousands of years, and the two palaces are playing woodcutter songs.
When Gusu is defeated, the clouds are colorless, and Fan Li swims in the water.
Xia Fu's old city turns to doubt, and the moon falls on the barren tree, thinking of moths.
Pedestrians want to ask about Xi Shi's pavilion, but the birds flying in the river are cold and there are many green grasses.
Sending people to travel to Wu
Tang Du Xunhe
When I see you in Gusu, everyone is lying on the river.
The ancient palace has little free space and many water lanes and small bridges.
Ling lotus root is sold in the night market, and Qiluo is carried on the spring boat.
I know the moon is not sleeping in the distance, and my homesickness is in the fishing songs. < /p>
When I go back I will think of it
Jiangnan is so good,
I am familiar with the scenery.
When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire.
When spring comes, the river is as green as blue.
I can’t forget Jiangnan.