Poems describing the great rivers and mountains of the motherland

Thousands of years ago, the ancients praised China's excellent rivers and mountains. The endless green hills and vast land have left a famous sentence through the ages. People can't help but sigh that China's mountains and rivers are magnificent and picturesque.

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Stone "Rain after Drinking Chuqing Lake".

The river floats and the mountain is like a jade hairpin. -Tang Hanyu's "Sending Doctor Yan from Guizhou to Use Nanyin"

The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no. -Wei's "Han River Overflow"

The lake is as cold as ice, and the moonlight is lighter than snow. Give up three pools, Hangzhou people don't look at the moon.

Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. -Li Bai, "Send Meng Haoran to Guangling"

The flute sounded in the reeds, and Bai Niao began to walk. Don't idle the fishing rod, think about water and clouds.

Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. -Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"

The Yellow River falls into the East China Sea, and Wan Li writes it in his mind. -Li Bai's "Give Pei Fourteen"

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.

The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably. -Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain"

The moonlight is cold and the spring water is not flowing. Where is the eulogy? In the west wind of Baiping Polygonum hydropiper, the lake is full of beautiful autumn.

The West Lake is full of clothes, and Qian Shan is hazy in autumn. The second waterfowl doesn't know where to stay, but also flies to the Wang Hu Pavilion.

Where the mountains end and the plains begin, the river flows into the big river. -Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry"

Traveling in lonely Shanxi, the night is gray. Yin Qing was mixed with dreams, which made this sentence forgotten.

Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang. -Tang Meng Haoran's "A Letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang"

Sailing on the blue waves, people are traveling in a picture world. -"Guilin Landscape"