Poems about Jiangnan scenery

I Tang Jiangnan Liu Yuxi

Spring has passed! Thanks to the people of Los Angeles. Weak willows are suspicious of the wind, shrubs are like towels, and sitting alone also contains sighs.

Wangjiangnan Dongpo

Spring is not old, the wind is fine and the willows are oblique. Try to see it from a separate platform. A city is full of spring flowers, and thousands of flowers are dark in the misty rain.

Yi Tang Jiangnan Wen ting yun

Never hate, hate the end of the world. I don't know what the mountains and the moon are thinking. The water and the wind fall in front of me, and Yun Lan tilts. Wash and dress, and lean on Wangjianglou alone. They all missed Qian Fan, and the water kept flowing, and they were heartbroken to Baipingzhou!

Wang liyu

Idle dreams are far away, and flowers bloom in the south. On the boat, the orchestra is on the river, and the city is flying with catkins and rollers. Kill the flower watcher! Dreams are far away, and autumn is clear in the south. Thousands of miles away, the cool color is in the distance, and a boat is moored in the depths of Luhua. The flute is in the Moon Building.

Mengjiangnan Qingqu Army

Sad leaves will never come back. Even if the tree is full of flowers, the new branches are not old branches, and the water is late.

Yi Tang Jiangnan Huang fusong

Blue embers fall and red bananas darken the screen. Dreaming of plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the night boat playing flute and the rain rustling, people talking about the post bridge.

Double Carving King Jiangnan Shouqiushui Liu Song Chenweng

Qi Mei described Xia Zi, a colorful waiter. Ran Ran, the island of Nine Dynasties in the sky, smiles in front of the statue. People sing their own songs. Chrysanthemum under the hedge, one drunk. Flowers and water, please welcome me thirty times. Autumn wind wrote me a poem. Save the evening fragrance.

Jiangnan Good/Memories Jiangnan Shi Xia

The sky is water, and the water is far away from the sky. The sky is high and the clouds are light, the cold moon overflows, and the water, light and moonlight merge into one. The moon reflects the water in the sky. People and scenery are difficult to be complete. The scenery is good, the heart beats fast, and the heart is far from happy. Let's talk to laymen.

Wang Jiang, Zhou Bangyan in Southern Song Dynasty

Wandering prostitute, wandering alone on the levee. The grass is full of smoke and water, and the rain in the west is dark. There is no mud in the land of nine eccentrics. There is a saying between peaches and plums, and the Spring Festival Evening has not become a new way. Outside the wall, the flowers found their own way, and the willows flew over the songbirds. There is sadness everywhere.

Zhang Song County, Liu Jiangnan

Sui dike is far away, and the waves are urgent and the dust is light. Today, the ancient Liuqiao saw many farewells, and people were worried about their lives, let alone taking care of themselves. After the oblique light, the new moon rises to the west. I wish I could walk with you like the moon.

Southern Song Dynasty in Wang Jiang

On a hot day, the first night of the month invaded the bed. Exposed by a bunch of lotus leaves, hibiscus is fragrant and the water is cold. On the pillow is the fairyland.