Poems about Ganjiang (please help me with the poems about Ganjiang)1. Please help me talk about O(∩) about the poem about Ganjiang.
Zhang Gong flows into the Ganjiang River, and the current bypasses Jichang and even Poyang.
Eighteen dangerous beaches are full of cat gods, and the mountains and rivers along the Ganjiang River are beautiful.
Rich in Jiangxi, visit Lushan Mountain.
Poyang Lake is vast, and Ganjiang River is the land of clear water, fish and rice.
Long Mai, Bamian Mountain, Luo Xiao, has a good revolutionary idea.
There are great prospects for the development of Jiangxi, and the entrepreneurial environment is ideal.
Ganzhou Ji 'anpo Yangtze River, Nanchang Jiujiang Port trade.
The essence of Jingdezhen famous porcelain sells well at home and abroad and across the west.
The Beijing-Kowloon Railway runs through Jiangxi, investing in the development of good places.
Teng poetry Teng pavilion Linjiang bamboo, Ming Luan 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.
Langtaosha Ganjiang Qing
Outside the rain bell,
Qiu Meng will do.
Even the wind is fierce and chilling.
Who let beauty die,
Drink tears till dawn.
Nanwuyu Lanting,
Offer a copy.
Sadness for six years, resentment without sunshine.
Keywords flowing water, Ganjiang River, ball ball, ask yourself,
How many people listen?
2. What are the poems praising Ganjiang?
Gu Tian Song: Yan
When is the spring when green oranges sprout? If you leave a fragrant pistil as a gift. In the Ming Dynasty, the purple phoenix was in the sky, and twelve cities were covered with five blue clouds.
At the end of the song, people are scattered, and wine is drunk at the beginning. Try your best to wet the Hunan skirt with red tears. On the banks of Jiangxi, from now on, the moon and the breeze will remember you.
He Xinlang (engraved with Nie Yugutai) Song Dynasty: Liu Kezhuang.
Extremely dangerous. Isolated from the cold, birds can't fly, and clouds are born. Kim's silent man pressed the plug and the green changed. Look at the city walls and picturesque mountains and rivers. The builders of the pavilion's Old Phoenix Building are talking and laughing, highlighting Lingyun House. The scenery on the stage is priceless.
Spit at the dust at the end of the pot. As in those days, Chu Yang was a satrap, and Ouyang Gong was also. Pour the Ganjiang River into a drop of inkstone and sentence it to a snowy day and a moonlit night. More calls, Zou Mei Sima. Tongqueling _ Song and Dance Scatter, interviewing those who have no bricks or broken bricks. Yu Hanmo is elegant.
Send the monk Nankang to the Tang Dynasty: Guan Xiu
Shell to shell to learn the law, return home to see the pain. If you think too far, you won't go to Chushan.
Sail into the stream, and after chanting, the moon is in the sky. Students who go to the countryside will meet in Ganjiang.
Jiang Gan Song Dynasty: Zhou Bida
Barbarian traces, hardships and hardships.
The whirlpool danced with the dance, and the waves splashed on the boat.
Stone chaos, the peak returns to the eye.
When you come to the desert late, your worries turn into darkness.
The little mermaid wandering on the Gangjiang levee is anonymous.
The sunset glow is fading, and the willow bank is cool and sunny. Take a leisurely walk along the river with the east, and you can see the waves going straight to the distant stars.
At the long queue of winding dike lights, the mirror moves the galaxy dance. The silk is ashamed to float, the moon covers the eyebrows, and the stars are shining.
3. Poems praising Ganjiang
1, Ganjiang, Yu Yan
The sound of water reached its climax that spring.
Swim to the great lake.
April wind brings some thoughts and tenderness.
I know they only came for Ganjiang.
In the Yan language of that year,
There are buds wet with rain.
There is a boat song of Ganjiang River that was blown away by the wind.
Ganjiang, Yu Yan
A glass of old wine and two dishes of small dishes.
Imagine the shore and sip the river wind.
The dark green ribbon is the bride's wedding dress.
Lotus fragrance floats across the Yan language Yang Wanli.
In Jie Jin's poems.
Suck the charm of Jiangnan
I know the east bank of Ganjiang River is far away.
Acacia and red beans once filled the huts of years.
Do you know that the rain lane on the west coast is deep?
The beautiful image of young women who once floated across the Ganjiang River.
There is a stranger sending a spring breeze in the water of the east and the west.
The boat songs on both sides of the Taiwan Strait shook Yan Yan's voice.
The only thing that can be shaken is
Regression of acoustic motor in Ganjiang River
2. Ganjiang Yan language
I spilled wine on the river and it was rough.
Whose whisper is singing in Yan language?
Did you grow up at a feast? Why?
He doesn't know that there is no paved road by the river.
I wonder if my hometown has ever drifted in the Ganjiang River.
Yan language is chirping.
Awaken another strange heart without a bank
Spring in Yu Yan, Yu Yan is still far away.
The memory of a summer is fading away.
Your song floating in the wind will run through the late autumn.
And I am in the waves of the Ganjiang River.
I saw my hometown and the misty reeds on both sides of it very early.
3. Yu Meiren strolled along the Ganjiang levee.
As the sunset fades, warblers sing,
Liuan breeze.
Walk leisurely and steadily to the east,
Go straight to the distant stars with eyes full of waves.
In the long arc-shaped dike lamp queue,
Mirror dance of the galaxy.
Silk floats with shame, moon covers eyebrows,
The twinkling stars and lights are so beautiful.
4. Sentences describing Ganjiang River
Sentence 1: In the evening, the sun went down.
The afterglow of the setting sun is sprinkled on the river, and the beautiful Ganjiang River is like a girl, dressed in red gauze, waiting to get married, serene and quiet. At this time, people came out for a walk in twos and threes to breathe fresh air, and the beautiful Ganjiang River became lively.
At the dinner table, the three of us got together in groups of five, drinking drinks, eating melon seeds and chatting. The fatigue of the day dissipated and was replaced by happiness. The evening breeze blows gently, like a mother's hand stroking your face.
Leaves rustle like lovers whispering their love songs. The river swirls like an old man playing an old tune.
∞ Second sentence: Ganjiang River, winding tribute water, vast Zhangjiang River. Flowing into the depths of the nine songs, swaying in the practice of Sanchun.
Lingyuan follows Wuyi Xiu, Yu Anrong; You Xi kai Yu Ling wonders, warm smoke waves. If you run far and wide, you will have an eternal name; Moisten the paleness in the distance and nourish the beauty of one side.
Xia Chuan is beautiful, and everyone smells good; Garden fragrance, praise. ∞ 3rd sentence: In the distance, Ganjiang Bridge straddles the river like Wolong.
The cars on the bridge are full of goods and extend in all directions. The river is clear, and you can see sand and small fish swimming at the bottom.
Xia Guang is reflected on the water. The distant mountains, nearby houses and trees, pedestrians and vehicles on the bridge, together with my shadow, are reflected in the water, forming a natural ink painting. The river is sparkling, as if countless elves are dancing ballet on the water.
The leisurely old people are quietly fishing by the river with fishing rods. They want to take the beautiful scenery of the river home. The fourth sentence: the water of Ganjiang River is muddy, green, cool and magnificent.
Looking at the distance, close relatives are cold. Beat the waves, but the waves are small and cut the deep blue.
Lv Ping accidentally passed by and shot at Xinfu's house in all directions; The high ship sails again, and the people respected by the eight States are dyed. The wind bends and branches droop, the dam station is firm, interspersed with the spiritual library of Zhang Yu, and the sacred soul of the county is floating.
Pengchonggang is a huge stone, and the waves lifted the brick out. The fifth sentence: Ganjiang River, the dragon roared out of the water, and the strong lake rushed against the current.
Multicolored phosphorescence, Li Ji illusion. Riding the sky with a white horse, green snakes fly high.
Fairy skin bath, the brilliance of vegetation on the shore; Pottery bath, prosperous water feeding fish and shrimp. Leaning against Hu Guang, overlooking the steep western hills; The fog is calm, exploring the obscurity of the East Bridge.
Xia Guang spilled on the beach, and the beach seemed to be covered with a layer of gold, which was extremely bright. Naughty children came to the beach to play and build castles.
The cheerful laughter scared a large group of small fish. When fish have fun, they will surface and spit out beautiful little bubbles.
Bubbles are like stars in the blue sky, crystal clear. I really want to bend my belt and go home alone, but I'm afraid I'll ruin their good dreams, so I have to stand by and watch the river quietly.
I didn't want to go home until my mother called me ... The beauty of Ganjiang River is dusk! The seventh sentence: On the banks of the Ganjiang River, only the husband painted the scenery far and wide, dyed the beautiful colors of flowers and covered with the afterglow of the beautiful sun. Fang Qing lives in Pingzhou, Pu Jun, and Bai Ou lives in Lu 'an, Yan Di.
The beauty of Ganzhou fascinates tourists. Look at the clouds, the high platform is winding; Yao's footsteps are idle, but Jui-chueh is uneven.
The vast trees that cover the sky and the vast clouds. Mingchuan Fairy Temple and Ancient Ancestral Temple.
Looking at poetry and respecting the prosperity of literature and English, and hearing the traces of governance, it is the city of Mubi. So I walked in the sky and went upstairs to read; Pay attention to the distance, drink the moon and think.
Drunk as a mountain and river, the world is crazy. Eighth sentence: My hometown is on the beautiful Ganjiang River in Nanchang, the city of heroes.
The beautiful scenery on both sides of the Ganjiang River is like a string of pearl-like green ribbons, which brings endless beauty to the hometown. In the spring morning, the sun rises slowly from the east, hanging in the sky like a red colored ball, which is not dazzling at all.
As if he had just woken up, the lieutenant blinked his beautiful eyes and looked at the scenery on both sides of the strait with deep affection. The whole water is like a mirror of Zhang Mingliang.
∞ Ninth sentence: Ganjiang, sing high to draw water, low to threaten idle cattle. Hua Meng is full of risks, strong and ambitious; Brothel beckons, fascinated and persistent.
It seems like Qiong Yue, surging and turbulent, if the sleeves dance with the wind. Allow the Yellow River to gallop, accept the winding posture of the Yangtze River, be tall and straight, strong and tender as water.
A spinning kite jumps, and a gallop is just Yu Lang's voice. The trees are sparse and the grass is not soaked.
Go with the flow and be reborn on the rocks. An angry life, for a moment.
As a dark cloud, dark clouds urge the city. Boeing is hard to cut and hard to have fun.
Cloudy and breezy during the day, cold and sunny in late month. In my hometown of Ji 'an, there is a big river winding through it. It nourishes this fertile land and nurtures the hardworking people here. This is the mother river of my hometown-Ganjiang, one of the main tributaries of the Yangtze River.
My hometown Ji 'an is in the middle reaches of Ganjiang River. In the river, there is a sandbar-Bailuzhou, where the famous Bailuzhou Academy is located. Ganjiang River is beautiful all year round.
∞ sentence 1 1: At noon, the sun rises gradually, and beams of golden light shine on the beautiful face of Ganjiang River. At this time, the Ganjiang River is really like a golden ocean. At this time, the little fish are playing hide-and-seek under the duckweed! The water in the Ganjiang River seems to have been dyed by the surrounding green trees and grass. The surrounding grass and wild flowers made a simple wreath for the generals.
The sun went down. In the afternoon, the sun went down. Although it is almost evening, the Ganjiang River is still so beautiful. The curved moon has reached the sky, reflected on the Ganjiang River, really like a dialogue.
This is the beautiful Ganjiang River, and this is the Ganjiang River in our province! Sentence 12: I have seen the beautiful West Lake and the vast sea, but my favorite is the Ganjiang River in my hometown. Spring returns to the earth, and everything revives.
The willows on both sides of the river have sprouted new branches and grown slender willow leaves. Willow hangs upside down on the river bank, and a gust of wind blows over. They scrambled to put on beautiful dances, adding infinite scenery to the river bank. The river is rising gradually, and the fish are playing happily in it.
In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun shines obliquely on the river, shining with little golden light. The fisherman shook his boat full of fish and sang euphemistic fishing songs, which was very comfortable.
In spring, the water in Ganjiang River is the clearest in a year. From time to time, you can see the fish in the river playing, and it feels cool to hold them in your hand.
On both sides of the river, there is a thriving scene. You see: the willows on both sides have sprouted again, and the willow branches are swaying in the wind, just like graceful fairies.
5. What are the sentences describing Ganjiang?
Sentence 1: In the evening, the sun went down.
The afterglow of the setting sun is sprinkled on the river, and the beautiful Ganjiang River is like a girl, dressed in red gauze, waiting to get married, serene and quiet. At this time, people came out for a walk in twos and threes to breathe fresh air, and the beautiful Ganjiang River became lively.
At the dinner table, the three of us got together in groups of five, drinking drinks, eating melon seeds and chatting. The fatigue of the day dissipated and was replaced by happiness. The evening breeze blows gently, like a mother's hand stroking your face.
Leaves rustle like lovers whispering their love songs. The river swirls like an old man playing an old tune.
The second sentence: Ganjiang River, winding tribute water, vast Zhangjiang River. Flowing into the depths of the nine songs, swaying in the practice of Sanchun.
Lingyuan follows Wuyi Xiu, Yu Anrong; You Xi kai Yu Ling wonders, warm smoke waves. If you run far and wide, you will have an eternal name; Moisten the paleness in the distance and nourish the beauty of one side.
Xia Chuan is beautiful, and everyone smells good; Garden fragrance, praise. The third sentence: In the distance, Ganjiang Bridge straddles the river like Wolong.
The cars on the bridge are full of goods and extend in all directions. The river is clear, and you can see sand and small fish swimming at the bottom.
Xia Guang is reflected on the water. The distant mountains, nearby houses and trees, pedestrians and vehicles on the bridge, together with my shadow, are reflected in the water, forming a natural ink painting. The river is sparkling, as if countless elves are dancing ballet on the water.
The leisurely old people are quietly fishing by the river with fishing rods. They want to take the beautiful scenery of the river home. The fourth sentence: the water of Ganjiang River is muddy, green, cool and magnificent.
Looking at the distance, close relatives are cold. Beat the waves, but the waves are small and cut the deep blue.
Lv Ping accidentally passed by and shot at Xinfu's house in all directions; The high ship sails again, and the people respected by the eight States are dyed. The wind bends and branches droop, the dam station is firm, interspersed with the spiritual library of Zhang Yu, and the sacred soul of the county is floating.
Pengchonggang is a huge stone, and the waves lifted the brick out. The fifth sentence: Ganjiang, the dragon roars in the air when it comes out of the water, and the strong lake rushes to the river to sing.
Multicolored phosphorescence, Li Ji illusion. Riding the sky with a white horse, green snakes fly high.
Fairy skin bath, the brilliance of vegetation on the shore; Pottery bath, prosperous water feeding fish and shrimp. Leaning against Hu Guang, overlooking the steep western hills; The fog is calm, exploring the obscurity of the East Bridge.
The sixth sentence: Xia Guang spilled on the beach, and the beach seemed to be covered with gold, which was extremely bright. Naughty children came to the beach to play and build castles.
The cheerful laughter scared a large group of small fish. When fish have fun, they will surface and spit out beautiful little bubbles.
Bubbles are like stars in the blue sky, crystal clear. I really want to bend my belt and go home alone, but I'm afraid I'll ruin their good dreams, so I have to stand by and watch the river quietly.
I didn't want to go home until my mother called me ... The beauty of Ganjiang River is dusk! The seventh sentence: Ganjiang, but Fu Tiannan painted the scenery, dyed the beautiful colors of flowers and put on the afterglow of the beautiful sun. Fang Qing lives in Pingzhou, Pu Jun, and Bai Ou lives in Lu 'an, Yan Di.
The beauty of Ganzhou fascinates tourists. Look at the clouds, the high platform is winding; Yao's footsteps are idle, but Jui-chueh is uneven.
The vast trees that cover the sky and the vast clouds. Mingchuan Fairy Temple and Ancient Ancestral Temple.
Looking at poetry and respecting the prosperity of literature and English, and hearing the traces of governance, it is the city of Mubi. So I walked in the sky and went upstairs to read; Pay attention to the distance, drink the moon and think.
Drunk as a mountain and river, the world is crazy. Eighth sentence: My hometown is near the beautiful Ganjiang River in the heroic city of Nanchang.
The beautiful scenery on both sides of the Ganjiang River is like a string of pearl-like green ribbons, which brings endless beauty to the hometown. In the spring morning, the sun rises slowly from the east, hanging in the sky like a red colored ball, which is not dazzling at all.
As if he had just woken up, the lieutenant blinked his beautiful eyes and looked at the scenery on both sides of the strait with deep affection. The whole water is like a mirror of Zhang Mingliang.
The ninth sentence: Ganjiang, sing high to draw water, low to threaten idle cattle to chew green. Hua Meng is full of risks, strong and ambitious; Brothel beckons, fascinated and persistent.
It seems like Qiong Yue, surging and turbulent, if the sleeves dance with the wind. Allow the Yellow River to gallop, accept the winding posture of the Yangtze River, be tall and straight, strong and tender as water.
A spinning kite jumps, and a gallop is just Yu Lang's voice. The trees are sparse and the grass is not soaked.
Go with the flow and be reborn on the rocks. An angry life, for a moment.
As a dark cloud, dark clouds urge the city. Boeing is hard to cut and hard to have fun.
Cloudy and breezy during the day, cold and sunny in late month. In my hometown of Ji 'an, there is a big river winding through it. It nourishes this fertile land and nurtures the hardworking people here. This is the mother river of my hometown-Ganjiang, one of the main tributaries of the Yangtze River.
My hometown Ji 'an is in the middle reaches of Ganjiang River. In the river, there is a sandbar-Bailuzhou, where the famous Bailuzhou Academy is located. Ganjiang River is beautiful all year round.