1, Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou.
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
The old friend said goodbye to me at the West Yellow Crane Tower and went to Yangzhou in the spring in the fog and flowers in March. The sail shadow of the lonely boat drifted away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only to see the Yangtze River flowing to the horizon.
2. Look at Lushan Waterfall
The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
Moral: The incense burner peak produces purple mist under the sunlight, and a waterfall hangs in front of the mountain like white silk from a distance. There seem to be several waterfalls in thousands of feet on the high cliff, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from the sky to the ground.
Step 3 meditate at night
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
The bright moonlight shines on the window like a layer of silver frost on the ground. Looking up at the bright moon outside the sky window, overlooking my distant hometown.
4. Early Baidicheng/Baidixiang Jiangling
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away. The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
Moral: Say goodbye to the soaring Baidi City in the morning and return to Jiangling thousands of miles away by boat. Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are still echoing in my ears, and before I know it, the canoe has passed the mountains.
5. Looking at Tianmen Mountain
The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island. The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
Moral: The Yangtze River is like a giant axe splitting the male peak of Tianmen, where the green water flows eastward and surges. The beautiful scenery of the green hills on both sides of the strait is inseparable, and a solitary boat comes from the horizon.
6. Looking at the old times from "Night Sleeping under Niuzhu Mountain"
On the west side of the river this night, there was not a cloud in the whole blue sky. I looked at the moon on the deck and thought of the old general Xie in vain. I have poems; I can read. He hears others, but it's not mine. Hanging the sails of the Ming Dynasty, the fallen leaves are behind me.
Moral: In autumn night, the Niuzhu Mountain in Xijiang River is boating, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and there are no clouds in Wan Li. Boarding the boat and looking up at the autumn moon, I miss General Xie Shang in vain. I can recite Justin's epic poems, but unfortunately I don't have a wise general to listen to. Tomorrow morning I will hang the sail and leave Niuzhu, and the maple leaves will fall on the boat.