"Song of Lanxi" written by Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty "The cool moon is like an eyebrow hanging on the willow bay, and you can see it in the mirror of the mountains in the middle of the country. It rains peach blossoms in Lanxi in March, and carps come to the beach in the middle of the night."
Li Bai's "Gift to Cui Shilang" "The three-foot carp in the Yellow River originally lived in Mengjin. It can't become a dragon by tapping its forehead, but it returns to accompany ordinary fish."
"Yu Ge Zi" by Zhang Zhihe of the Tang Dynasty "Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain , peach blossoms and flowing water, green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle." "Fish" written by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty "The water is about to open as the car rolls around the shore, and the fish chase each other. Still happy. If no one takes you into the Cangjiang River, how can you know that the world is wide?"
"Perch" by Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty: "If you pound the orange and ginger carefully, you will find the four-gill bass." There are no traces of crispy and greasy food everywhere except Songjiang.” Fragrant."
Li Qunyu-Tang Xinhe
Tiantian eighty-nine leaves, scattered green at the beginning of the pond. Only the tender blue is leveling the water, and the round shade has already covered the fish.
The duckweeds cannot cover the ground, and the weak waterweeds are still sparse. Increased at the bottom of the spring waves, the heart is not yet relaxed.
Zheng Min-Tang Lianqu
Jinji Shatang Ship, Luo Dai Pomegranate Skirt. The green pond is picking lotus root, and the clear river is a little dark.
The fish and birds are chattering, and the flowers and leaves are blooming. Unexpectedly, it's dusk in Fangzhou, and I can hear Ling's song everywhere. "Han Yuefu? Yinma Great Wall Grottoes":
"A guest came from afar and left me a pair of carps. I called my son to cook the carps, and there was a ruler in the book"... "The Book of Songs? Daya? Lingtai"
The poem goes: "The king is on the spiritual platform, where fish are leaping at the end." "Zuo Zhuan":
"In spring, the general is like a man watching fish in a tang... watching the fish when they are old." "Book of Han? Geographic Chronicles Part Two":
"Bashu, Guanghan, and Qin were all considered counties. The land is fertile, with fertile rivers and fields, and the mountains and forests are sparse and fruit-bearing. The people eat rice and fish, and they are worried about death in bad years." "; and "Chu has rivers, rivers, swamps, mountains and forests... the people eat fish and rice, and fish, hunt and cut mountains as their occupation. Fruits and melons are everywhere, and there is always plenty of food." "Eight Records of Yongzhou" ("The Story of Xiaoshitan") [ Tang Dynasty] Liu Zongyuan: "There can be hundreds of fish in the pond, all of them are as if they are swimming in the sky and have nothing to rely on. The sunlight is clear, and the shadows are spread on the rocks. They are peaceful and motionless. They disappear in the distance, and they come and go. "The Fisherman" [Tang Dynasty] Liu Zongyuan: "The Fisherman is sleeping on the west rock at night, burning Chu candles in the clear water. When the cigarettes are gone, no one is seen at sunrise, and the mountains and rivers are green." Looking back at the middle stream under the sky, there are unintentional clouds chasing each other on the rocks. ""Dwelling in the Mountains in the Twilight of Autumn" [Tang Dynasty] Wang Wei: "After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn, the bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow up. , the bamboo noises return to Huan Nu, the lotus moves off the fishing boat, and the spring fragrance rests at will, Wang and Sun can stay. ""Reward Zhang Shaofu" [Tang Dynasty] Wang Wei:
"In my later years, I just like to be quiet and don't care about anything. . I have no idea of ????going back to the old forest. The wind blows the pine trees, and the moon shines on the mountain while I play the piano. The fisherman's song goes deep into the pond. > "Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and peach blossoms flow in the flowing water. Mandarin fish are fat. Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle." "Yu Gezi" [Tang Dynasty] Zhang Zhihe:
"Fishing The Taiwanese fisherman has a brown fur coat, can row a boat in twos, threes, and three, and is used to riding the current. He never worries about the white waves of the Yangtze River. ""Going to Que Ti Tongguan Post House in Autumn" [Late Tang Dynasty] Xu Hun:
"The red leaves are rustling in the evening, and there is a ladle of wine in the pavilion. The remaining clouds return to Taihua, and the sparse rain passes through the middle strips. The colors of the trees follow the mountains, and the sound of the river flows into the sea. When I arrive in the imperial hometown tomorrow, I still dream of fishing and woodcutter." "Tasha" "Travel" [Song Dynasty] Qin Guan:
"The towers are lost in the fog, and the moon is lost in the river crossing. There is no place to be found in the peach garden. It is worth mentioning that the solitary pavilion is closed in the cold spring, and the setting sun is setting in the sound of cuckoos. The post sends plum blossoms, and the fish pass by There are so many regrets that the Chenjiang River flows down to Xiaoxiang.” The boat dances with a bow and sleeps in the coop, instead of acting like a fairy or a narcissus. " "The Fisherman" Lu You: "The clear mountains are dripping with green water, and the fishing boats are gathering and scattering across the north, and the bridge is broken. To the south, the canopy of the boat is lifted up to make a sail. "Huanxi Sha" [Northern Song Dynasty] Su Dongpo: "Egrets fly by the Xisai Mountain, and the sails are scattered outside the flower island, and the mandarin fish is covered with peach blossoms and flowing water." Ruo Li, green coir raincoats accompany me everywhere, and there is no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle. "" Difficulties in Traveling" [Tang Dynasty] Li Bai:
"I came to fish on the blue stream in my spare time, and suddenly I went back to the boat in the daytime." "Jiangcun" [Tang Dynasty] Du Fu:
"The Qingjiang River embraces the village, and the Changxia River Village is quiet. The swallows on the beams come and go, and the gulls in the water are close to each other. The old wife draws paper to make a chess game, while the young boy knocks needles to make a fishing hook. " "Jiang Snow" Liu Zongyuan [Tang Dynasty]:
"Thousands of mountains and birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared." A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. ""Jiangcun Shishi" [Tang Dynasty] Sikong Shu:
"After returning from fishing without tying up the boat, Jiangcun is sleeping under the moonlight. Even if the wind blows away all night, it is only by the shallow water with yellow flowers. ""Magpie Bridge Immortal" [Southern Song Dynasty] Lu You:
"A pole of wind and moon, a raincoat of mist, my home is on the water Diaotai Si. At that time, people mistakenly compared Yan Guang to Yan Guang, so I was the unknown fisherman. ""Tao Qing" [Qing Dynasty] Zheng Banqiao:
"The old fisherman has a fishing rod, leaning against the cliff and near the bay, and the boat can go back and forth without any hindrance. ”
Asking what is love in the world, is it only about making promises between life and death? Flying guests from the south to the north, the old wings have been in the cold and heat several times. Pleasure is fun, parting is bitter, and there are even more idiotic children among them.
You should say something, the clouds are thousands of miles away, the snow is falling on thousands of mountains, who is the shadow going to? On Hengfen Road, the flutes and drums were played in loneliness, and the desolate smoke was still plain and clear. How come the souls are summoned by Chu, and the mountain ghosts secretly listen to the wind and rain. The sky is jealous, and if you don't believe it, all the birds and swallows will be turned into dust. For thousands of years, in order to entertain the scholar, he sang and drank wildly and visited Yanqiu.
Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don’t regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of Yi.
Tonight there are only a few silver lamps left to shine, as if the encounter was a dream.
The bright moon rises on the sea, the end of the world is at this time.
The blue sky, the yellow leaves on the ground, the waves of autumn colors, the cold smoke and green on the waves.
Wine enters the sad heart and turns into tears of lovesickness.
It is true that life grows and hates water.
The flowers are not flowers, and the fog is not fog.
Come at midnight and leave at dawn.
Fisherman on the river Fan Zhongyan
People who come and go on the river,
but love the beauty of sea bass.
Look at the boat,
it appears in the storm.
The rockery is modeled after Mr. Wanling's body, Lu You
Stack the rocks to make a hill, and bury the urn to make a small pool.
Beside it is the negative salary path, with a fishing monastery in the middle.
The sound of the valley echoes the bells and drums, and the shadow of the waves reflects the pine trees.
If I ask what this is, I’m afraid it’s south of Mount Lu.
Prime Minister Zhang and Meng Haoran in the Dongting Palace
The level of the August Lake is mixed with the clear water.
The steam is rising over Yunmengze, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City.
If you want to save money without a boat, you will live in shameful sage.
Sitting back and watching the fishermen only envy the fish.
Arrived in Chumen by Li Shixing
The Chumen Mountains are scattered with haze, and people who come to the south of the Yangtze River know Yongjia.
There are many kinds of wheat in the half-ridge stone field, and the trees in the winter garden are still in bloom.
When the sea is warm and the sun is warm, you can fish, and you can get wine on credit when you return from Chao Pu.
There are no houses near the water, and most of them live on boats.
Chang'an Autumn View Zhao Gu
The clouds are clear and the dawn is flowing, and the palace of the Han Dynasty is moving in the high autumn.
At what time is the remaining star, the wild geese cross the river, and the flute sounds and people lean against the building.
The purple and beautiful half-opened hedges and the chrysanthemums are quiet, and the red clothes are gone and all the lotuses are sad.
The beauty of the bass will not return, but it will be empty to wear the southern crown to imitate the prisoner of Chu.
Jiangnan Han Dynasty Anonymous
Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and there are fields of lotus leaves.
The fish plays between 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,
The fish plays with the lotus leaves to the north .
A dead fish crosses a river and weeps. Anonymous Han Dynasty
A dead fish crosses a river and weeps.
When will I regret it again?
Writing books and breams,
teaching each other to be careful when going in and out.
Meaning Yan Shu
The incense carriages on the oil wall no longer meet, and the clouds in the gorge leave no trace of the west and east.
The moon is melting in the pear blossom courtyard, and there is a gentle breeze in the catkin pond.
After a few days of loneliness and drinking, I was desolate and stopped smoking.
Why should I send the fish book? The water is far away and the mountains have the same advantages.
Climbing Mount Xian with the Masters Meng Haoran
People change over time, and exchanges make the past and present come true.
The mountains and rivers have left traces of their beauty, and we will come here again.
The fish beam is shallow when the water falls, and the dream is deep when the weather is cold.
The Yanggong Monument is still there, and I shed tears after reading it.
Song of Returning to Lumen at Night by Meng Haoran
The bells of the mountain temple are ringing and the day is already dark, and the weir beam ferry is noisy.
The people followed the beach to Jiangcun, and I also took a boat back to Lumen.
The moonlight in Lumen opened the smoke trees, and suddenly I came to Pang Gong's hiding place.
The pine path in Yanfei is long and lonely, with only lonely people coming and going.
Yu Gezi Zhang Zhihe
In the Feixi Bay, the fisherman and the grasshopper live in the west and return to the east. There is snow on the river, wind beside the river, smiling and wearing clothes without sighing about poverty.
Huanxisha Du Fu
The sun is deep red and warm, and fish can be seen. Even the village green is dark and the black is hiding in the evening. Yellow children and old people gather in Juxu.
Although the elk are not used to meeting people, the ape does not need to call when it hears the drum, and returns to talk to the mulberry-picking girl.
Elegy to Wu Jizi, Wu Weiye
Life is thousands of miles away, and we just say goodbye in ecstasy.
Why do you do this? The mountains are not mountains and the water is not water.
Life is not life and death is not death. Thirteen years of study of classics and history,
Born in the south of the Yangtze River, Chang Wanqi's poems and poems are unparalleled. Once the restraint is removed, it is difficult to take care of oneself by writing letters.
Thousands of miles away, the luggage is cut off, and the officials who are sent off shed tears.
He is still worried about not returning, but I am done. Snowflakes rise from Longsha in August,
The camel droops and the horse has no ears, passing through the battle fortress with white bones,
There are few people crossing the Black River without a boat, and there are tigers ahead and gray behind,
The earth cave is like an ant, and the big fish is like a mountain without a tail.
The wind and foam turn into rain, the sun and the moon travel backwards to the bottom of the sea,
Meet a half-human ghost in the daytime.
Oh, how sad!
Be careful not to be happy when you have a smart boy. Cangjie cries at night and is good at it.
The suffering only started when he was studying. I don’t see you, Wu Jizi!
Zheng Guangzu in the Dream of Toad Palace
The dust of my coat is pressing down on the saddle, the whips are tired of the curling reed flowers, the bows and arrows are rustling, a path into the haze, moving the arms, the west wind is full of millet, the autumn water is full of thousands of flowers Point, old tree jackdaws, three lines and two lines, write the calendar of the long sky, wild geese fall on the flat sand, west of the curved bank, near the inlet fish net fishing, east wall of the broken bridge, people with bamboo fences and thatched houses near the stream, see mountains and valleys , red leaves and yellow flowers, it is a desolate time, leaving people and being at the end of the world.