Poetry describing the Yangtze River.

Poetry about the Yangtze River:

The shadow of the solitary sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.

The White Emperor's farewell speech is among the colorful clouds. A thousand miles of rivers and mountains are returned in one day.

Boundless falling trees rustle, and the endless Yangtze River rolls by.

The great river goes eastward, and the waves are swept away, and there are romantic figures throughout the ages.

I want to send two lines to welcome you in tears, but the Yangtze River refuses to flow westward.

Boundless falling trees rustle, and the endless Yangtze River rolls by.

The Badong Three Gorges and the Wu Gorge are long, and the ape calls three times and makes the clothes wet with tears.

The Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastwards to this point. Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain"

The stars hang down on the vast plains, and the moon surges across the river. Du Fu's "Expressing My Feelings on a Night Journey"

I am about to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, and I am about to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang. Li Bai's "The Journey Is Difficult"

The great river east has been swept away by waves, and there are all the romantic figures of the ages.

I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and never see you, and I drink the water of the Yangtze River. I hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love.

The Tianmen interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flowed eastward and returned.

The river comes from thousands of mountains, and the mountains all flow east of the river.

The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness.

A ray of setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.

The long waves are like rushing down, and the mountains are like being cut.

The river flows beyond the sky and the earth, and the mountains are beautiful.

Yong Huai

Ruan Ji in Wei and Jin Dynasties

The water of Zhan Zhan Yangtze River is covered with maple trees.

The orchid is passed by, and the green horse is gone.

Looking from afar makes me sad, but the spring breeze touches my heart.

There are many talented people in the Three Chu Dynasties, and they go to the clouds for debauchery.

Zhu Huazhen is fragrant, and Gao Cai is pursuing it.

One mourns for the oriole, who can stop the tears.

I got the letter and heard that I wanted to go down to the gorge to send it first

Tang Bai Juyi

I got the letter from Dongchuan when I came to the dynasty, and I wanted to send it to Zizhou in the early spring.

I am temporarily happy to hear about Jiujiang, and I want to return my sorrow when passing the Three Gorges.

The mist in Xiaoxiang adds to the meal, and the waves in advance stabilize the boat.

I want to send two lines to welcome you in tears, but the Yangtze River refuses to flow westward.

Autumn View on the Qingjiang River

Cui Jiqing of the Tang Dynasty

In August, the Yangtze River is clear and the wind is light with thousands of sails.

No matter the color of the sky or the water, Yueyang City lies to the south of Dongting.

Releasing the fish

Tang Dougong

Money can be redeemed without knife marks. Birds and fish are also grateful after hearing this.

You can travel thousands of miles to the Yangtze River without having to go to Longmen.

Baisha Ferry

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

Afraid of traveling along the Yangtze River, the ferry reaches the dead end. When I got on the boat in the lake, I wandered into Yunhan.

Outside the cold wilderness, the sun is halfway into the night. My horse neighs to the north, and the mountain ape drinks and calls to me.

The water is clear, the rocks are clear, and the sandy beach is white. Distinctly wash away the sorrow and pain, and disperse the many illnesses.

As the high wall reaches Xinyin, the waves become more chaotic. I looked back alone in the wind, held the bridle and sighed three times.

Climb high

Tang Du Fu