The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. (Wang Zhihuan's "In the Heron Villa")
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. (Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers continue, and cities are full of spring grass and trees. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")
No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard. (Chai Lu by Wang Wei)
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. (Guan Shanyue of Li Bai)
You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes. (Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain)
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. (Tao Yuanming's "Tian Yuan Tian Ju")
Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east. (Xin Qiji's "Bodhisattva Man, Book Jiangxi Mouth Wall")
I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there. (Su Shi's topic Xilin wall)
The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs)
The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea. (Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea")
White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water. (Luo "Singing Goose")
The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island. (Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain")
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. (Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village)
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun)
The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi's "Zhi Zhu Ci")
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. (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan")
Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves softness.
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring. (Su Shi's "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene")
2. What are the first types of China's ancient landscape poems? People who follow the moral spirit appreciate the beauty of natural mountains and rivers.
This kind of landscape natural poems often rely on natural objects to pin their noble character, childlike feelings and lofty ideals. It is the appreciation of all things in nature by people with moral spirit or harmony between man and nature.
Such as Qu Yuan's Ode to an Orange, Tao Yuanming's Love of Chrysanthemums and Flowers, and Zhou Dunyi's Love of Lotus Flowers. Du Fu's "Looking at Yue": Qi Jiguang's "Climbing to the Top of Panshan Mountain": Frost corner cries for vegetation, and clouds face Shimen.
The north wind is not drunk when it blows wine, and the leaves come to cry countless times. But it does not hinder the old white-haired talents.
I am the one standing on the top, so General Li dances on the sword platform. Autumn in Yunzhou by Qu Dajun in the late Qing Dynasty: Outside the white grass antelope, Kong Wen mourns.
Look for Suwu Temple far away, not Lilingtai. The wind blows the eagle and the clouds follow the horse.
There are countless willows on the riverside, and dragons pile up overnight. This poem was written by the poet when he came to Guangzhou with his wife from Panyu, Guangdong Province. It was autumn, the vast grassland, and the sad weight just triggered the poet's desolate feelings. In the second half of the poem, the magnificent picture expresses the poet's longing for the situation that eagles soar and Ma Benteng is everywhere, thus driving Manchu to the distant Great Wall.
Du Fu, Cen Can, Lu You, Xin Qiji, Chen Liang and many other natural landscape poems, the second type: harmony between man and nature based on aesthetic spirit. Li Bai is an outstanding representative of this kind of landscape poetry.
The appearance of Li Bai opened up an unprecedented magnificent pattern of China's landscape poems and reached a superb peak. In Li Bai's eyes, landscape is not only an objective aesthetic object.
When we read his poems, we feel that his body and mind have been completely relaxed in the mountains and rivers, and he is unrestrained in the mountains and rivers. The scenery understands him, and he understands the scenery. Even his strong pursuit of achievement and his undisguised expression of secular wishes and desires are inseparable from his natural personality paradigm.
When his wish can't be realized, and he cries out in frustration that "the road is as wide as the blue sky, but there is no way out at present", he can only get spiritual liberation in the majestic Jiang Dahai. Li Bai wrote about Shu Dao and Tianmu, and the wide, high and strong connection between me and the spirit of heaven and earth and the mountains and rivers of Kyushu has long been widely known.
Even if it is an impromptu lyric short chapter, people have become the soul of the landscape before they stand up directly. For example, "Twelve Summers Climb Yueyang Tower": Yueyang is exhausted, and Sichuan belongs to Dongting.
It breaks my heart to see geese flying south, and the distant mountains are in the title of a good month. On the upper floor of the sky, stay in the chair and upload a glass of wine from the sky.
The cool breeze rising after drunkenness, blowing the sleeves with the wind, we will return. The third kind: people's observation of landscape nature guided by religious spirit.
Buddhism also has a great influence on landscape poetry. Zhao bian said, "It's a pity that the lakes and mountains are beautiful on earth, and the scenery belongs to monks."
The ancients had a poem saying, "There are many famous mountains and monks in the world". These poems all tell a basic fact: Buddhism has a very close relationship with landscape nature.
The maturity of China's landscape poems was in the Liu and Song Dynasties in the 5th century, represented by Xie Lingyun. Influenced by Buddhism, Xie Shi often regards mountains and rivers as the embodiment of Buddha's shadow.
For example, the poem "Shi Bi Li Zhao Ti Jing She" said: I respect the vulture mountain, but I still want to just track it. I never flew to the front of the court, in front of Gao Linying's window.
Zen room lives in an open space, telling stories and analyzing mysteries. In Xie Lingyun's eyes, Shibi Mountain is imagined as a vulture mountain shining with Buddha's light and Buddha's nature.
The waterfall in front of the courtyard and the towering trees behind the window can also learn from Buddhism. Different from Taoist aesthetic view of nature and the integration of personality subject and landscape nature, Buddhism does not take the attitude of integration with nature, but observes silently; Different from the Confucian view of moral nature, Buddhism shows "virtue" to nature, which does not play an ethical role, but only metaphors the vastness of Buddhism.
Buddhism experiences a kind of religious happiness in the nature of mountains and rivers. For example, in the Song Dynasty, the Zen master had a poem saying (see Confucius' Supplement to the Chronicle of Song Poetry): bamboo and yellow flowers are not foreign objects, and white clouds and bright moons shine on the true feelings.
My head is full of things from my family, and it's not dust. In the eyes of China monks, nature is the embodiment of Zen.
The so-called "dark yellow flowers" are nothing more than prajna paramita; Green bamboo, always protect the body "is also. Hanshan, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty, said in a poem: Climbing Hanshan Road is not poor.
The stream in Shi Lei is very long, wide and covered with grass. Moss is slippery, not rain, but singing.
Who can surpass the world, * * * sitting in the white clouds. With the help of natural landscapes, the author got rid of the secular fatigue and transcended the secular, thus sublimated to the realm of Zen and realized the Buddha nature and self-nature.
Most of the landscape poems of poets, Zen monks and poets deeply influenced by Buddhist thought can be classified into this type. The above is only a very rough classification of China's traditional landscape poems.
In fact, many landscape poems cannot be rigidly integrated into one of them. In many landscape poets, there is the spirit of Confucianism's active entry into the WTO, and at the same time, there is a detached side of Taoism and Buddhism, and Taoism and Buddhism, Zhuang and Zen are mutually influential and inseparable.
For example, in the early landscape poet Xie Lingyun's poems, the meaning of "reason" explained by his consciousness is very rich, and the so-called reason in his poems often has both Buddhist and Taoist meanings. In China's ideological tradition, Zhuangzi and Taoism are the most advocating nature.
As the highest concept in Taoism, "Tao" can be interpreted as a metaphysical view of the world, can also be implemented in the theory of human nature, and can be experienced in real life.
With the rise of metaphysics in Wei and Jin Dynasties, this ubiquitous "Tao" was concentrated in the natural landscape. Zhuangzi not only inspires people to discover the beauty of nature, but also makes the natural landscape itself the embodiment of Tao.
Influenced by Laozi and Zhuangzi's theory and Taoism, poets often observe epiphany from a purely aesthetic point of view when creating landscape poems, and integrate natural landscape with personality themes. Li Bai,
3. The name of an ancient poem describing mountains and rivers: Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" is the grandeur of Mount Tai! ? Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.
The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ..
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. Climbing Yueyang Tower, I've heard about Dongting Lake for a long time, and now I finally climb this building.
The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water. There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat.
The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing. "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to the eastbound ships. If there is a spring boat on the lake, there is no end to the joy of thinking. No matter what the future holds, I will bear it.
And my boat and I, before the evening breeze, skimmed the flowers and entered the lake. At dusk, I turned to the valley to the west, where I could see the southern star on the other side of the mountain.
The mist rose and circled softly, and the low moon slanted through the Woods. I choose to put aside all worldly things and just be an old man with a fishing rod. ..
Qingxi is from Wang Wei, and I have braved the wind and waves to cross the Huanghua River, and the thoroughfare is from Qingxi. Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.
The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees. The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.
In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water. Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! .
Mount Zhongnan, with its huge height close to the city of heaven, connects Qian Shan to the corner of the sea. The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared.
The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are also different. Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?
Meng Haoran's "Qiu Deng Wan Shan Send Zhang Wu", on a north peak among the white clouds, you found your hiding place. Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese.
Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn. I looked down at the riverbank and took a flat-headed rest with the folks who came home.
The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon. I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.
A letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang. On the eighth day of the first month, the lake here is an air with heaven. Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.
I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.
"From a berth on Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou", I ran with the river all night. The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river.
Jiande's scenery is good, but it's not my hometown. I still miss my old friends in Yangzhou. Recalling those two lines of tears that I couldn't restrain, I looked at the west side of the west bank and sent sadness to Yangzhou.
On a clear morning, in a Buddhist retreat behind the Broken Mountain Temple, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine shone on the treetops. A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang.
In Wang Zhihuan's "In the Heron Villa", the mountains cover the day and the sea drains the golden river. By going up one flight of stairs, look further.
"Liangzhou Ci" The Yellow River, far from the white clouds, is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!
Poetry, Wang, Linjiangzhu and Mingluan continued to sing and dance. The painted building faces Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills at dusk.
The shadow of the idle cloud pool is long, and things change for a few years. Where is the emperor in the cabinet today? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself.
Li Bai used to play here when he climbed the Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing, so this place was named after them, but now he abandoned it to this desolate river. Martial arts flowers were laid on deserted paths, and the number of relatives and friends in the Jin Dynasty has become a famine.
Three mountains and a half fall outside the blue sky, and Egret Island is wet. Because clouds can break the sun and hide his city from my melancholy heart.
"Early Interpretation of Baidicheng" pays tribute to Baidicheng, and a thousand miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day. The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
"Looking at Lushan Waterfall" Rizhao incense burner gives birth to purple smoke, overlooking the waterfall in Qianchuan. Flying down three thousands of feet, Ying is the Milky Way falling for nine days.
"Looking at Tianmen Mountain" Tianmen cuts off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu flows. The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
"Yellow Crane Tower Farewell Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" Old friends say goodbye to the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks will go down to Yangzhou in March. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
The Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao, where the yellow crane carried saints to heaven a long time ago, is now the only one left. The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass. But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.
Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" Gushan Temple is located in the north of Jiating West, with a flat water surface and low clouds. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
Ode to Mujiang is covered with sunset, half river rustling and half river red. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.
On the frosty night of Zhang Ji's "a night-mooring near maple bridge", Jiang Feng caught fire and slept. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
Liu Yuxi's "Zhi Zhu Ci" Liu Lv Jiang Shuiping, I listen to the songs on the Langjiang River. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is ruthless and affectionate.
Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring" is thousands of miles long, green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
"Take the mountain" away from the cold mountain, the stone road is oblique, and there are people from Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Zhang Hu's "Nanjing Ferry" Jinling Du Jinshui Mountain Building, pedestrians can worry about themselves overnight. The tide sets on the moon, and the second and third fires in Guazhou.
4. Ask a few modern poems describing mountains and rivers to disappear with the rain.
love
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Singing "March Sour Plum"
In the mountains
I am the only pair of shoes.
The woodpecker is empty.
Echo cave
A tree whirled in the pecking pain.
Into the mountains
There is no rain.
The umbrella flies around a piece of bluestone.
A man sat there with his head in his arms.
Look at those cigarette butts that turn to ashes.
go down the mountain
There is still no rain.
Three bitter pine nuts
Follow the signpost until you come to my feet.
reach for
It turned out to be birdsong.
Jinlongsi
Loff
Wanzhong
This is a path for tourists to go down the mountain.
pteridophyte
Along the white stone steps
Chew all the way down.
If it snows here,
Just to see
A frightened gray pheasant
Put the lamp on the mountain.
one by one
light
1970,7,6
Lushan memory
Zhang Zao
You dance at the foot of the mountain.
No longer involves other departments.
The sky wants fallen leaves, and the tree wants birds to sing.
The sun shines on your chest.
The air is fresh, aren't you afraid?
Who will you give your other half to?
Who is dark, in the fruit?
Who was the light before turning it on?
Who goes to the top of the mountain?
Sleep before you finish reading?
Ten years to see the mountains
Yu Guangzhong
Not the green hills of Hong Kong.
It's behind those green hills.
The endless land.
Dragons roaming the world
Call it the mainland
A strong man climbs a mountain, which is called Kyushu.
Heroes in distress call it Jianghu.
Ten years to see the mountains
Hate these green hills in front of the door
Cover the dream facing north.
5. Ancient poems about landscapes 1. The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.
Here, birds live in the mountains, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
3. Never tire of seeing it, only Jingting Mountain.
4. Flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days.
I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only on this mountain.
Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains are short in the sky. ..
7. The sound of thousands of miles of warblers is emerald red, and the water town is full of wine flags.
8. People are idle and sweet-scented osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and empty.
9. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river.
10. The apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait can't stop crying. The canoe has passed Chung Shan Man.
6. What are the poems that describe the mountains and rivers are not old, and the green waters last forever (Ming? Luo Guanzhong) The origin of everything in water (Spring and Autumn Period? Guan zhong) source is clear, source is turbid. Xunzi) the source is clean and pure, and the wood is raw (Han? Ban Gu) Qingquan loves rivers and lakes, but it doesn't return when it flows out of the red wall (Qing? Tea) If the Chu water is clear, the blue sea comes from afar (Tang? But now, there are spring floods and floating peaches everywhere. Which way should we go to find the hidden source? (Tang? Bai Juyi) the lake is full of moonlight, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. Looking at the Dongting landscape from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate. Looking at Dongting from afar by Liu Yuxi, how wide the sky is, how close the trees are, how clear the water is and how close the moon is! (Tang Meng Haoran's "Jiande River Sleeping at Night"), become a fellow traveler and return with the birds in the evening (Tang? Wang Wei) As far as the eye can see in the north, Dajiangdong goes to the water (Song? Wang Yuanliang) The water is really green and clean, so you can't sleep. If the fish is empty, there is nothing to rely on (Song? Lou key) flies down three thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days (Tang? Li Bai) Nanhu autumn water is smokeless at night, and you can ride straight to the sky (Tang? Li Bai) A setting sun is spreading in the water, half river is rustling and half river is red. Bai Juyi's "Mujiang Poison" has a high mountain and a small moon, and the bottom is clear. Lu You's "Fu on the Back of Red Cliff" never tires of seeing the green hills. How long is the running water interesting? The Green Ribbon in the Evening Banquet of Kao Gong and Wang Dongchi in Qi Dynasty is as beautiful as a jade hairpin —— In Send Doctor Yan to Guizhou with him.