Poems about Jiangnan flowers 1 Jiangnan poetry
I Tang Jiangnan Liu Yuxi
Spring has passed! Thank you, Los Angeles is weak and suspicious of the wind, and the bushes are like towels. Sitting alone is also a sigh.
Wangjiangnan Dongpo
Spring is not old, the wind is fine and the willows are oblique. Try to watch it on a separate platform. Half the city is full of spring water, and the flowers are dark.
Yi Tang Jiangnan Wen ting yun
Never hate, hate to the ends of the earth. I don't know what the mountains and the moon are thinking. The water and the wind fall in front of me, swaying the 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!
Wang liyu
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 in the distance, and a boat is moored in the depths of the reed flower. The flute is in the Moon Building.
Mengjiangnan Qingqu Army
Sad leaves will never come back. Even if the trees are full of flowers, the new branches are not old branches. And the water is late.
Yi Tang Jiangnan Huang fusong
Blue embers fall, and the screen is dark red bananas. 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.
Double Carving King Jiangnan Shouqiushui Liu Song Chenweng
Qi Mei, the color waiter. 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.
Jiangnan Good/Memories Jiangnan Shi Xia
The sky is full of water, and the water is far from 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.
Wang Jiang, Zhou Bangyan in Southern Song Dynasty
Wandering prostitutes scattered 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.
2. About the rain and snow in spring, summer, autumn and winter, the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, the West Lake, the flowers, trees and children in the south of the Yangtze River.
Spring 1 "Spring Thoughts" Tang Libai, the grass in the north is like jade, and our mulberry leaves are green and silk branches. You finally want to go home. Now my heart is almost broken by the spring breeze. Since I dare not know you, why do you take apart the silk curtain in front of my bed? ? Tang Du Fu's "Spring Hope" is full of flames in March, mountains and rivers last forever, plants and trees spit green, and the lonely birds cry, and a letter from home is worth a thousand pounds of gold. It has become so thin that it can no longer hold hairpins. 3, "Spring Stay in the Left Province" Tang Du Fu's flowers are hidden in the dusk, and the birds are chirping. The stars move around the house and the moon is near the sky. I don't sleep and listen to the key because the wind wants jade. There is a seal of the Ming Dynasty. How was the evening? Summer 1. When people are busy in May, they are busy. At night, the south wind came, the wheat was yellow, the mother-in-law was hungry, and the baby was carrying the pot pulp. When she went with the military field, Ding Zhuang was in Nangang. She exudes the heat of the country and scorches the sky. She doesn't know the heat, but regrets the long summer. There's another poor woman. I used to be a farmer. I collected 300 stones, and I had surplus food when I was young. I'm ashamed of it, and I can't forget it every day. Yixian lives in the depths of the city, and it was still clear in summer when she went in spring. God has mercy on the grass, which is heavy on the ground. I added a tall pavilion and a small window. After the bird's nest is dry, the flying body is lighter. 3. The spring in the small pool is silent and cherished, and the shade shines on the water. Insects miss night. Light dew hangs on the well, and smoke floats into the thatched cottage. The eaves are heavy, the moon is not early, and the trees are dense and windy. Lotus leaves turn over, and Shuang Shuang is cold. Sitting in the leaking place of rice, let the worries accumulate in this night. 2. Late autumn (Xin Yu) bleak night scene bleak, cold step. The wet courtyard condenses and falls, and the wind rolls down the tree. The yellow leaves on the hill withered. Winter is 1. Appreciation of Xie Lingyun's Year after Year; It's hard to sleep. The moon shines on the snow, and the wind is sad. When it was transported without flood, the sense of death had been urged. 2.-Li Bai's Popular North, Candle dragon is cold and radiant. The sun and the moon shine differently, only the north wind. It's sad to miss the Great Wall. When you leave, you can save the blade with a sword and leave this tiger with a golden shovel. There are a pair of white arrows in it, and spiders weave webs to produce dust. The arrow is not empty, and people die today and never return. I can't bear to see this thing, it's burnt to ashes. The Yellow River can hold it up, and the north wind, rain and snow hate it. 3. In winter, I returned to Laoshan, without washing and dyeing the dust tassels, and returned to the grassland. Moss has grown on the wall. You walk through the kitchen alone, and the old ape sings in the next room. Hedges reduce the number of wild animals when birds nest in the forest. When you were washing the bed, the mouse left and the fish was surprised. Wash the inkstone and repair the good plan, and knock on the chastity. Go back at this time and go to Sanqing. Rain 1. When spring comes, it is good to know the season of Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night. The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. 3. Drink all the clear water on the lake, and the rain will greet the sunrise, making people stay in their hometown where they are drunk and dreaming. This means Jia Jun won't. One belongs to the Narcissus King. Snow 1. Hunting, Tang Fengjin bowing, general hunting Weicheng. Grass withered eagle eye disease, light snow. Suddenly, he passed Xinfengcheng and returned to Liu Ying. Look back at archery. And the towns in the valley are getting colder and colder. 3, "Jiang Xue" There are no birds in the mountains of Zongyuan, Liu Tang, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths. A boat and a bamboo cloak, an old man is fishing in Leng Jiang-snow. Yangtze river 1. Bai Di's early urban development-Li Bai bid farewell to Bai Di Caiyun, and Jiangling still exists thousands of miles away. Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait can't stop crying. The canoe has passed Chung Shan Man. 2. Mujiang Yin-Bai Juyi touches the sunset glow, half river rustling, half river red. Dewdrops are like pearls, and the moon is like a bow. 3. Riverside scenery in Hui Chong-Su Shi's peach blossoms are three or two branches outside the bamboo, and the duck prophet warms the water in the riverside. Artemisia selengensis is covered with short reed buds, which is the time when puffer fish want to fuck. Yellow river 1. Song Anshi sent five colors to Kunlun, and one yellow turbidity penetrated Zhongzhou. Blowing sand and beating waves for thousands of miles, there is no turning back. Go to Penny Weaver's house. 3. "Heron Hostel" Wang Tangzhi's Lushan Mountain covers the daytime, the Hainajin River, and the West Lake 1 on the next floor has a wide view of 300 miles. Liu Lang heard that Wanda Fu Liu Yin had a deep jade pot, and the blue waves shook the sleeves lightly. The warbler sings endlessly, painting blowing sheng on the boat. Su Causeway Chuanxiao Park, a poet, did not return to Hanyuan, leaving behind a long and heavy landscape of lakes and mountains. Cesium residue. Poetry is in smoke, light and willow color. 3 Watching fish in Huagang Wu Ming cherishes the lingering spring scenery on the red water, but he can't tell the difference between peach blossoms and brocade scales. The east wind doesn't blow small waves, and the mandarin duck wakes up cold and fragrant. Jiangnan 1 Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Poetry" is full of bluebirds and red flowers, and the water town is full of wine flags. Four hundred and eighty halls in the Southern Dynasties are full of terraced fields and misty rain. Li River originates from a river south of the Yangtze River. There is a picture of a cattail fan in the bamboo forest. Thousands of bottles of wine, wine lying in Nanshan green. The more Wu Bian sings, the more cold jade sticks to the river. 3 Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan" Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old-fashioned. Sunrise is better than fire, and spring is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? Flowers 1 Peony is enchanting in front of the courtyard, and there are many flowers in the pond. Only peony is the real national color. When it blooms, it will move to the capital. Chrysanthemums are planted in the yard, and the west wind is rustling, and butterflies are hard to come by. If I were Di Qing next year, I would throw them into peach blossoms. Orchids are at the top of Qian Shan, and the rocks are deep and fragrant. I don't know whether to stay unless there is a cloud under my feet. Even if the axe weighs a catty, the salary will be forgiven. Even a few bamboos have really grown into bacteria, and one leg is always fat. The tree on the shore (Yang Wanli) is as straight as a cloud, who will send it to the water bank? If you don't want to take pictures in front of the mirror, you always tend to take pictures. He dressed up as a tree with 10 thousand pieces of green silk hanging down. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Kid. Suddenly, he stopped talking. "Fishing for Children" A slovenly little boy in Hu Lingneng learned to grab his bow and sit beside him with raspberry moss. Passers-by waved at a distance. He was afraid that the fish would be frightened. "Sleeping in Xugong Store in Xincheng", Yang Wanli's fence is sparse all the way, and the flowers on the branches turn into shadows at the end. The children ran after Huang Die and flew into cauliflower town, but they couldn't find any place. All right.
3. Poems named after flowers
Chunlan Qiuju, standing still. (Qu Yuan's Lisao) The lotus leaves in the green pond are tender, and the red apricot flowers are charming. (Tang, Li Shangyin) The plum blossoms on the mountain invaded the snow and returned to osmanthus fragrance. (Tang, Wang Changling) 1. (Stopping to fall in love with LAM Raymond at night) Frost leaves are red in February. 2. (pedestrians on the road want to die) 5. Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, (I miss my relatives more every festive season) 6. Falling in love is not heartless, 1. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as good as Wang Lun. (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun) 2. Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Gala, but the misty rain makes apricot flowers cold. () Blow open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. Cen Can's Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji Wu home. People are idle with sweet-scented osmanthus, and the mountains are empty at night in spring. (Wang Wei's Bird Watching Flow) 5. Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow waters of Lu Hua. (Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun is a thing") 6. Plum blossoms are scattered on the residual wax, returning home and celebrating the New Year. (Li Pin's account sends friends away) 7. Spring river plumbing duck prophet. (Su Shi's Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong) 9. In April, the south wind turns yellow and the jujube flowers are long. (A Farewell to My Friend Chen by Li Qi ·》) 10/0. Pear flower garden melts the moon, catkin pool is light wind. (Yan Shu's Hint) 1 1.5. The lotus reflected in the sun is different in color. (See the Forest at Dawn by Yang Wanli) 13. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers. (Lu You's The First Night of Spring Rain in Lin 'an) 14. No one sees plum blossoms in bamboo, and the stone bridge blows incense all night. (Jiang Baishi's "From Stone to Lake, Except Night" Double Ninth Festival, I'll come back to Meng Haoran's "Crossing the Old Village" 19 during chrysanthemum time. The flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can't have horseshoes. Bai Juyi traveled to Qiantang in the spring for 20 years, sharpening the blade, and the fragrance of plum blossoms came from the bitter cold. 2 1, I saw the guests off at the Xunyang River at night, and the maple leaves and rushes rustled in autumn. 22. Last year, in this door, peach blossoms set each other off. Peony is red, but no one comes to see them. (Yuan Zhen's Palace) 24. Spring breeze is full of horseshoe disease, and you can see all the flowers in Chang 'an in one day. (Meng Jiao's Chasing Deng Ke) 25. Du Dong's flower list has not been published, and 33 people have gone back. (Du Mu's Posture to an Old Friend in Chang 'an) 1. (Stop and sit in the maple forest), the frost leaves are red. It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, (I miss my relatives more every festive season) 6. Falling in love is not heartless, 1. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as good as Wang Lun. A gift from Li Bai to Wang Lun. Swallows do not return. Blow open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. Cen Can's Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji Wu home. People are idle with sweet-scented osmanthus, and the mountains are empty at night in spring. (Wang Wei's Bird Watching Flow) 5. Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow waters of Lu Hua. (Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun is a thing") 6. Plum blossoms are scattered on the residual wax, returning home and celebrating the New Year. (Li Pin's account sends friends away) 7. Spring river plumbing duck prophet. (Su Shi's Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong) 9. In April, the south wind turns yellow and the jujube flowers are long. (A Farewell to My Friend Chen by Li Qi ·》) 10/0. Pear flower garden melts the moon, catkin pool is light wind. (Yan Shu's Hint) 1 1.5. The lotus reflected in the sun is different in color. (See the Forest at Dawn by Yang Wanli) 13. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers. (Lu You's The First Night of Spring Rain in Lin 'an) 14. No one sees plum blossoms in bamboo, and the stone bridge blows incense all night. (Jiang Baishi's "From Stone to Lake, Except Night" Double Ninth Festival, I'll come back to Meng Haoran's "Crossing the Old Village" 19 during chrysanthemum time. The flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can't have horseshoes. Bai Juyi traveled to Qiantang in the spring for 20 years, sharpening the blade, and the fragrance of plum blossoms came from the bitter cold 2 1. I saw the guests off at night by the Xunyang River, and the maple leaves and rushes rustled in autumn. 22. Last year, in this door, peach blossoms set each other off. Peony is red, but no one comes to see them. (Yuan Zhen Palace) 24. Spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see all the flowers in Chang 'an in one day. (Meng Jiao's Chasing Deng Ke) 25. Du Dong's flower list has not been published, and 33 people have gone back. (Du Mu's "Re-sending an Old Friend to Chang 'an") Yongmei (Wang Anshi) wrote a poem about flowers, with a few plums in the corner and ling Du; I know from a distance that it is not snow, because it has a faint fragrance. In September, the lotus in Qianjia () pond rested in the south of the Yangtze River and turned to Zhongzhou. Beauty smiles across the water, and the sunset is still misty and sad. Dew washes the jade plate, the golden palace is cold, and the wind blows with the golden city and autumn. It's no use looking. There is a kind of seclusion in the pond. According to legend, the lotus flowers in the Southern Dynasties shook their purple leaves and gently revealed Zhu's room. The stars last night and the wind last night are in the west of the studio and the east of the cinnamon room. -Untitled Li Shangyin's "The wind rises in the clouds, Wei Jiahai returns to his hometown, and the brave stay in all directions"! -Liu Bang's "Song of the Wind" Lotus After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at 4 June. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors. Chrysanthemums are planted in the west wind, which is hard to come by. If I were Di Qing next year, I would like to report a peach blossom. A branch of plum blossom is plum, and cold ling blooms alone. I know it's not snow. Because the faint fragrance is coming. 1, the wind is blowing. -Liu Yibang's Song of the Big Wind. Where did you wake up after drinking tonight? Feng Xiao of Yang Liuan is losing money every month. -Song Liu Yong's Lin Yuling. You want to get wet by apricot blossom rain, but you don't feel cold when you blow your face. -Song Zhinan's quatrains. In the sharp wind from the vast sky, apes are sobbing-the spring breeze never stops. -Wang Tang Zhihuan's Liangzhou Ci' 7. The wind blows in Shui Han, and the strong men are gone forever. -Historical Records and Biography of Assassins 8. Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. -Tang, "Nine. I don't know who cut the beautiful leaves, but it's the spring breeze in February.
4. Appreciate the whole poem, especially the first two sentences.
Jiangnan (Han Yuefu) Jiangnan can pick lotus leaves. What about the lotus leaf? Fish are playing among the lotus leaves. There are fish beating lotus leaves in the east, fish beating lotus leaves in the west, fish beating lotus leaves in the south and fish beating lotus leaves in the north. Note (1) This is a folk song of Han Yuefu. ② Tian Tian: Lotus leaves are flourishing. Note: This poem describes the scene of watching fish play with lotus leaves when picking lotus leaves. "Yuefu Solving Problems" shows the brisk spirit of fish shuttling between lotus leaves and conveys the cheerful mood of lotus pickers. There is another reason why the word "lotus" is used in ancient poetry, because it is homophonic with "pity", so it is also borrowed to express "pity", such as "Xizhou Qu" written by Yuefu in the Southern Dynasties: "When picking lotus in the southern pond in autumn, the lotus is over the head. Let's lower our heads and figure out the lotus seeds. Straight through, not sloppy, fragrant and clear, graceful and pure, far from being ridiculous. " It has also given the lotus a noble image, and has since been hailed as a "gentleman in flowers". This poem is divided into two parts: singing and harmony. The first three sentences are dominated by one person, which outlines a vivid scene of Jiangnan. The last four sentences are all sung together, Dong. It is vivid, natural, interesting and has a strong sense of music. None of the words in the poem directly describe people, but through the description of lotus leaves and fish, readers can feel their voices, people and the inner joy of lotus pickers.
Poems about lotus flowers, such as Xiao He, show sharp corners, and dragonflies have long stood on them.
"Jiangnan" can pick lotus leaves in Jiangnan, and what is the lotus leaf? Fish plays the middle lotus leaf, fish plays the east lotus leaf, fish plays the west lotus leaf, fish plays the south lotus leaf, and fish plays the north lotus leaf. Morning light and kindness to Lin Zifang Yang Wanli, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinite, and the colors of lotus flowers are different. Lotus is very clear. Shi Tao's lotus leaf is five inches long and charming. In April and May, it can also cover the waist of beautiful women. On Love Lotus The land and water flowers of Song and Zhou Dunyi are lovely. Tao Jinyuan clearly loves chrysanthemums, and since Li Tang came, the whole world has loved peonies. Love lotus alone, muddy but not evil, straight and not crawling outside, fragrant and clear, graceful and clean. There are lotus flowers on the boat. Sui Yingtong drew countless companions in the song of picking lotus, and they untied themselves. Sweat powder does not need to be wiped, and the skirt can be opened at will. The boat moved and drifted, and the boat came in against the lotus. Lotus root tied into a wisp, lotus leaf held in a cup. Lotus is colorless and compatible, but it is not worthy of this fragrance. Yao rolled the orchid into the white apple. You should put socks on Langluo, so far the lotus flower has fragrant dust. "Lotus on Jane Pond" In Wen Zhiming in September, the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River stopped and the lotus turned in Zhongzhou. Beauty smiles across the water, and the sunset is still misty and sad. Dew washes the jade plate, the golden palace is cold, and the wind blows the ribbon to bring the golden city to autumn. It's no use looking at it. There is also a quiet pond. Su Muzhe Northern Song Dynasty. I live in Wumen, Zhou Bangyan, and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. Do Yu Lang remember each other in May? Boat, dream hibiscus. The Lotus Pond is bright. Huang Qiong is a vast and desolate Dongjiatan, a tree-lined inlet. Ten miles of brocade are constantly seen, and the west wind and the bright moon are still singing. "Untitled. The second song, Li Shangyin, "The east wind is blowing, the misty rain is raining, and the wheels of Furong Chi Pan are thundering faintly. The golden toad locks and locks to burn incense. The jade tiger said on the rope that the water once attracted a noble lady and favored a poor young man from behind the screen. A fairy queen once brought a bride pad to a prince's comfort and then disappeared. Never mind *. How many red tears are shed in Gusu, and the snow is condensed against the wind. Sunset over the Wu Zhushan River, the palace is half flat, and the lotus is full of lakes. In the south alley, Li Xun crossed the lotus pond in a float boat and sang songs to wake up the sleeping Yuanyang. Girls are fragrant, laughing, fighting and trembling. Leaning against the railing, the West Lake is good after Ouyang Xiu's lotus blossoms. When the wine comes, there is no need to mark it, and the red building and green roof follow. The boat rowed into the depths of the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, and drunk. Nan Kezi and the Miao anthology of Tang and Song Dynasties are separated from Wan Li, and the beach road is sandy. Several times, the bird cried and complained about the years. Thousands of years gather in the waning moon, and the breeze clears the morning. Green Di Yang asked Lotus: Remember the family that sold wine in those days? In "Bodhisattva Man", Mrs. Wei's Red Chamber leans against Lianxi Qu, and the stream in front of the building is cold and jade. Mulan boat rippled with blue waves, and all the people on board were teenagers. Lotus is charming and wants to talk, laughing into the mandarin duck spectrum. The smoke on the waves is very low, and Song Lingyue is back. Huanxisha, Zhangganyuan Mountain shakes the city around Pinghu, the lake is green in reflection, and the crystal building wants to be at night. When the fog and willow are dark, the clouds are cloudy and dew month. The lotus pond is green, so it is red to me. Lotus picking was in the Southern Dynasties. Beam. Wu Jun brocade mixed flowers, Luo Yi hung Qingjiang. I asked my son where he was going today. I wanted to send a lotus flower to the south of the Yangtze River. There is no reason to send them to western Liaoning. I hope you will come back soon. This lotus will be fresh. Poems about Lotus are full of grass. Should be with the flying canopy. Ode to the Concentric Lotus. Du Hong burns lotus flowers and comes out gracefully. Going it alone leads to green and double-shadow * * * dividends. The color wins the song, and the fragrance dances wildly. The famous lotus can read by itself, and the same is true. Song of picking lotus. Yin Yingtong scratched countless companions, untied himself and urged himself. Sweat and powder need not be wiped. Sit and watch the flying frost wither this glorious year. If the root cause is not found, I hope to trust Huachi's side. The Song of Picking Lotus belongs to Nanliang. Liu Xiaowei Golden Paddle Magnolia Boat is playing lotus flowers in Jiangnan. Lotus fragrance is separated from Purdue, and lotus leaves are fresh all over the river. The room is easy to start with, and the handle is self-contained. As soon as the flowers are exposed, they are wet and the stems of the wind are flickering. "Folding Lotus" looks forward to the breeze, and Li Shangyin in the lotus is colorless, but he doesn't like the fragrance. Yao's seats are all set cold, but it's too late for the gold to fall. Return to the light, cross the socks and touch the water. I expect to leave my home in the autumn before, and I dream of singing a song. In "Lotus", Wen's "Green Pond Shakes the Stars and Tianjin" turns orchids into white apples. I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. Do Yu Lang remember each other in May? Boat, dreaming of Furong Pu. The Lotus Pond is bright. Dongjiatan is a big desert in Huang Qiong, which is shaded by trees and faces the inlet. Ten miles of brocade are constantly seen, and the west wind and the bright moon are still singing. Li Yaru's lotus field is surrounded by lakes and the flowers are faint red. Three or five boats will go, singing loudly. "Lotus" shore willow dyed green streams, lotus fragrance brewed autumn. A man of virtue and wealth comes, and Yue Xian of Furong visits. In summer, Meng Haoran is thought of as Xin in Nanting, the mountain lights in the west suddenly go out, and the moon in the east rises from the lake. It's cool at night, open my window and lie down quietly. The wind brings me the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the bamboo leaves drip music with dew. I will pick up my lute and play it, but, alas, who here will understand? . I feel that I cherish my old friends and work hard at night. In summer, I miss my friends, so I can sleep alone. Moon-born forest wants to know, rain stays like autumn. I recall the distant lotus pond. If you have a dream, you will travel all night.
6. 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 to say that 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 spit happily, but still dye partridge,