Nanchuan lay man
As we approached the West Lake,
Close to a kind of tenderness.
The hand of writing,
Grow into thousands of willows on the shore,
Every night, sparkling, crystal clear.
Su Dongpo and Bai Juyi,
In this light wave,
Singing with pride and passion,
Hum people's feelings and sufferings;
Write this poem as Bai Causeway,
Give the word Su Causeway.
Yue Fei's loyal soul,
The spirit of Su Xiaoxiao.
Brave and gentle,
Standing on the shore.
I'm thinking about coordination,
Suddenly I remembered the choppy waves in Qiantang.
And the beauty of Xizi Lake.
Light rain falls from time to time,
Give Xu Xian a chance,
Give the world a story.
People without umbrellas,
Get wet by memory.
There is no troubled fahai,
This story is not very exciting,
White snake will live a plain and happy life.
Is there a Leifeng Tower?
Will the West Lake care?
Only by constantly breaking the bridge,
Lack of romance and interest.
Miss the West Lake,
Longjing is fragrant and delicious.
The night bell in Lanping is clear and exciting.
Qu Yuan's lotus wind washes away troubles and worldly affairs.
Outside the castle peak building outside the mountain,
Listen to the willow waves and hear the sound of warblers,
Look at seclusion,
Sleeping on the shore of the West Lake at night,
Dreaming of writing,
Unwilling to wake up.
I'm afraid I'll sleep here,
It is also a kind of beauty.
Can you believe it?
& lt West Lake is drunk >
Blue pool, chilly spring, fishing boat floating smoke room.
Overhead silk thread woven by Yang Liuan, Green Company and Princess Shuang Yan.
People are frivolous and go straight to the sky.
Heart, happy songs sing the West Lake Swallow.
It should be a broken bridge and snow residue.
It should be Su Shi's statement.
It should be White Snake and Xu Xian.
Let this pool of West Lake ripple with stories.
She gave a gentle wink.
Get close to dressing up next to you.
She gently waved her nepotism.
The fragrance is blowing like blue.
Step by step.
Look back step by step.
Call someone directly
Tender feelings are born secretly, and the steps are tangled.
Travel to the broken bridge
Take a look at the sunset
Reflections on Dongpo's talent
How charming it is to read the white snake
Unknowingly in Wujiang snickering.
Drunk
It seems that
In the dust of past lives
A flower umbrella
A robe
Everyone in the story is warm.
In this charming corner
As a natural result
Laugh foolishly
Drunk
Drunk
(1) Run to Hangzhou at night.
The flight of China International Airlines glided past midnight.
Farewell to the bright street lights in Singapore
The starry sky in Vietnam is radiant.
Bright brilliance
Yunbo in Fujian Province
We are the Shenzhou running to the moon.
Bypass the lightning cloud
Fly obliquely into the rain array
The mountains are undulating and inaccessible.
heartstrings
Pass by Shanghai and feel the plum rain.
Boarding with heavy luggage
Get on the bus
Welcome to the gate of Xiaoshan Airport.
Heavy luggage
I'm back. i forgot
My late father's advice
Forgot to bring the water and soil conservation medicine box.
Forget the bitterness and bitterness since then.
(2) Embrace the West Lake
The girl by the west lake
Urge me to embrace life.
Lean on the breast
Wave after wave of dark clouds and ink.
The soft wrist bounces
Cheerful notes
Smile and hug me silly.
Leaning on Su Xiaoxiao's inscription.
Sports whispered that the bridge was broken in troubled times.
Swallow Bai Juyi's frustration
Praise Su Causeway's achievements.
The plum-wife crane on an isolated island
There is ink on the tablet of Song Wu.
The statue of Qiu Jin is as cold as ice.
(3) Looking at the water under the lake,
Don't look at the coffee table above the lake.
Climb the stone steps of Yinshan trail
Geng Yinhu, we
Three people climbed to the top of the gem together.
Look around the west lake
Fight for freedom.
Leifeng Pagoda and Chenghuang Temple stand side by side.
Dream in the blue sky and blue sea
Three green islands were hidden.
three pools mirroring the moon
The wall of Hangzhou towered behind him.
Looking at the top of the pagoda.
Customs building
Jiangshan is so charming.
The setting sun shines faintly.
Three clusters of pale silk hair
Bow down to Ziyun Cave.
Guanyin bodhisattva former residence
Pay a visit to the tomb of the King of Yue and serve the country faithfully.
Iron-cast Poems on West Lake Road
Hehe 49 noodles charm
Su Dongpo leads the way:
Black clouds sprinkle ink and half cover the hills.
Baiyun jumped into the boat.
The wind came and blew away.
Overlooking the lake, the water is like the sky.
(4) May this place grow by the Silver Lake.
Hangzhou is growing in June.
Brilliant flower of life
The heyday of life
Farmers' arable land is exchanged.
Twenty or thirty beautiful houses
Living on the fourth floor of reinforced concrete
Climb to the attic to teach people.
Marvel Comics thought again.
Come on, friends.
There are air-conditioned color TVs here.
Washing machine and refrigerator, hehe
The attic can hold ten people.
There is a group of poets.
Take me directly to Shangtang Elevated Road.
Nanshangzhonghe road
Praise for stepping into Yan 'an Road in its heyday.
The New Trend of Wulin Square
Throughput of Xijiang University on Tianmushan Road
The sweetness of the West Lake in the morning