Poems about beautiful rivers 1. scenic poem
Jiang Jingshi:
Between heaven and earth, water resources are abundant.
As for launching Xiangling, it is along the back block.
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf
In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full.
When I was young, I didn't know the bright moon in the sky, so I called it Bai Yupan. I suspect it is Yao's platform, flying in the sky.
That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.
The mountains cover the day, Wang Zhihuan, and the ocean drains the golden river.
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen.
The Yellow River has fallen into the East China Sea, and Wan Li has written into his heart.
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain.
The Yellow River winds from a distant place, carrying thousands of miles of yellow sand.
I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow.
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers. Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
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clear stream
I have sailed the Huanghua River,
It is carried by the river of a green stream.
10 thousand laps around the mountain,
On a journey of less than thirty miles.
The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks,
But in the dense pine forest, the light becomes dim.
The surface of the inlet swings with the angle of the nut,
Weeds are overgrown on the river bank.
Deep down, I've always been pure,
Like this clear water.
Oh, stay on the wide, flat rock,
Spend one's life fishing
Message from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang.
In the eighth month, the lake here,
Be with heaven.
Mist in the Valley of Cloud and the Valley of Meng,
Yueyang city has been surrounded.
I want to go there, but I can't find the boat.
I'm ashamed. I'm lazier than you politicians.
When I'm sitting here watching a fisherman throw,
And envy those who fish at will.
From a berth in Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou.
You listen to the worries of apes,
The river runs in the dark.
The wind blows through the leaves on both sides,
The moon crosses my lonely sail.
I, a stranger in this inland area,
I miss my friends in Yangzhou.
Two long tears flowed eastward,
To find the place closest to the sea.
Mujiangsong
The sun sets,
Half the river rustles and half the river is red.
Poor night of September 3rd,
Dewdrops are like pearls, and the moon is like a bow.
Ye Duxiang dreams of greatness.
The passenger ship was greedy and sneaked across the Xiangjiang River.
Smell Du Fang with dewdrops, and pick lotus with songs.
The people on the list jumped into the fire, and the fish stayed in the pool and smoked.
Ask each other when traveling, where is Xunyang?
Du Fu in Spring
Peach blossom waves in March, the river flows back to the old marks. There is no sand tail in the morning, and the blue color moves Chai Men.
Pick up the delicious bait and pour it into the small garden with a pipe. With countless birds, it's noisy to take a shower.
3. Poems about the beauty of the Yellow River
Invite for a drink
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?
Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?
Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .
I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, all come back! .
Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink, but don't stop drinking.
Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me.
What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I wish I never woke up drunk.
Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.
Prince Chen hosted a banquet in the completion hall to treat guests and compete for wine and pleasure.
Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .
Wu, Qiu and Hu will make wine and enjoy the eternal sorrow with you.
Liangzhou Ci (Tang-Wang Zhihuan)
The Yellow River is far above the white clouds.
Wan Ren is an isolated city.
Why should a strong brother complain about willow?
The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.
1, the Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. (Wang Zhihuan's Liangzhou Ci)
2. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan's "In the Heron Villa")
Do you know how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never comes back? (Li Bai's "Into the Wine")
4. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.
5. The peaks and peaks are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are inside and outside Tongguan Road. (Zhang's "Tongguan nostalgia")
I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice will block the ferry and I will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain. (Li Bai's "It's Hard to Walk")
4. Poems praising river scenery
1. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan's "Ascending the zygomatic sparrow building"
3. The East River in Wan Li is a sea of people, with 5,000 towering mountains. (Lu You: The Feeling of Dawn at the Fence Gate in Autumn Night)
At the end of mountains and the beginning of plains, rivers flow into rivers.
4. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River.
The leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward.
6. There are endless tears in the mountains and rivers. Who said that heaven and earth are wide? (Xia Wanchun: Other Clouds)
7. The stars tilt down from the open space, and the moon runs from the upper reaches of the river.
8. A sunset is spreading in the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.
9. Frosty night, Jiang Feng, fishing fire, worrying about sleep.
10. It's the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River and the season of falling flowers. Beautiful poem
1 1. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. (Li Qingzhao: "Summer quatrains"
5. Poems describing natural landscapes
Have you noticed how the water of the Yellow River moved into the sea and never returned to Li Bai's "drinking"?
"The Yellow River has fallen into the East China Sea, and Wan Li has written in his arms." Li Bai gave Pei fourteen songs.
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. Wang Wei's Frontier Ambassador
The mountains cover the day, the sea exhausts the golden river, and the ring of the king stays in the heron lodge.
I want to cross the Yellow River, but the ice choked the ferry. I want to climb the snowy Taihang Mountain, and Li Bai's road is very difficult.
Wan Li sand in the Yellow River, waves scouring the wind from Tianya Liu Yuxi's Tang Dynasty "Waves scouring the sand"
Poems about the Yangtze River
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. Su Shi's Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia.
The stars leaned down from the clearing, and the moon came running from the river.
Leaves fall like the waves of a waterfall, and I watch the long river always roll on Du Fu and climb up the mountain.
The lonely sail is far away, but I can send Meng Haoran to Guangling in the sky of the Yangtze River.
Tianmen breaks the Chu River, and Higashi Shimizu flows back to Li Baiwang Tianmen Mountain.
The mountain is flat and primitive, and the river flows into the river (Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry")
Yellow river poems
Climbing the Watergate Building, I saw my late friend Zhang zhen's poem about the Yellow River, which made me excited.
Cui Shu
My friend in the southeastern United States, I have heard of this building. People die with the river, but books stay in the wall.
Stefanie is so secluded that Xie Gong came from afar. At the beginning of the breeze, I sing praises, and in my spare time, I care.
Time and words are ancient, and traces will be silent. Always lonely, empty to see the Yellow River.
Exile will be very late, and the sad thing is already autumn. I dared not ask, so I went boating with tears in my eyes.
Poems crossing the Yellow River
The river is swift and muddy. The soup can't be ling. It's hard to make a list. Matsuzaka won the game. The empty court suppresses the old wood. The wilderness is over. Don't beat people's footsteps.
But it is exciting to see a fox and a rabbit. Send a message that the river is old. This water is not clear. The Yellow River is sinking. From the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. A little-known mound began.
Stretch. Yellowing water. The rough stone tools of our ancestors. And the sobs of China people. Buried deeply. Converging into a cry, expanding the exotic life.
Yellow carpet. The coast of Bohai Bay. Extending to the Dragon Palace. One day. The East China Sea is heading for the dragon. Bring a beautiful dragon lady. Come to the carpet. Under the old moon.
With the vigorous boatman ballad. * * * Drink a glass of cold moonlight. And wine. Yellow skin and black hair. Claiming to be related to ...