Ancient poems looking for the scenery of the motherland

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Du Fu

Two orioles sang in the green willows, and a row of egrets climbed into the blue sky. The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the door is docked with ships thousands of miles away from Dongwu.

Early departure from Baidi City

Li Bai, Tang

The White Emperor's speech in the colorful clouds. A thousand miles to Jiangling can be returned in one day. The ape cries on both sides of the strait are endless. The boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Wanglushan Waterfall

Li Bai Tang

The incense burner produces purple smoke in the sunshine, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river in the distance. The flying stream plummeted down three thousand feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen into the sky.

Mountain Walking

Du Mu, Tang Dynasty

Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living in the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost.

Late Scene of the Spring River in Huichong

Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. The ground is full of artemisia and the reed buds are short, which is when the puffer fish is about to come.

Jiang Nanchun

Du Mu of Tang Dynasty

Thousands of miles away, the orioles sing, the green reflects the red, the water village, the mountains and the wine flag wind. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and there are many towers in the mist.

Pastoral miscellany in four seasons

Song Dynasty Fan Chengda

The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, and the wheat flowers, snow and cabbage flowers are sparse. No one passes through the fence as the sun grows long, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.

Looking at Tianmen Mountain

Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

Tianmen interrupts the opening of Chujiang River. The clear water flows eastwards and returns here. The green mountains on both sides of the strait face each other. The lone sail comes with a piece of sunshine.

Inscribed on the West Forest Wall

Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

Viewed horizontally, it forms a ridge and peaks on the side, with different heights near and far. I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain.

The Song of the Dusk River

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. It's a pity that on the third night of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow.

Looking at the remaining snow in Zhongnan

Zu Yong

The Yin ridge in Zhongnan is beautiful, and the snow is floating in the clouds. The forest shows its bright color, and the city becomes colder at dusk.

Looking at the Dongting

Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty

The lake and the moon are harmonious, and there is no windshield on the lake surface that has not been polished. Looking at the green mountains and rivers of Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.

Extracurricular ancient poems describing scenery:

quatrains

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

The rivers and mountains in Chiri are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass. The mud melts and swallows fly, and the sand is warm and mandarin ducks sleep.

Ancient poems about homesickness in class:

Reminiscing about Shandong brothers on September 9th

Tang Wangwei

Being a stranger in a foreign land, every day During the festive season, miss your loved ones even more. I know from afar that when my brothers climbed to a high place, there was only one less person planting dogwood trees.

What I saw in the night book

Ye Shaoweng

The swaying wu leaves sent cold sounds, and the autumn wind on the river moved the guests. I know that there are children picking and weaving, and a light falls on the fence late at night.

Boancing at Guazhou

Song Dynasty Wang Anshi

Between Jingkou Guazhou and Zhongshan there are only a few mountains.

The spring breeze turns green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?