Poems about ancient pavilions

1. Poems about pavilions must have an author and source

1. "Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake"

The author Bai Juyi lived in the Tang Dynasty

< p> North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.

In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud.

The wild flowers are becoming more and more charming, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.

My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, where there is a white sand embankment in the shade of green poplars.

Vernacular translation:

Walking around the north of Gushan Temple and west of Jiagong Pavilion, the lake water has just risen and is level with the shore, and the white clouds are hanging very low.

A few early yellow warblers are vying to roost in the sunny warm trees, and the newly arrived swallows are busy building nests and carrying mud.

The wildflowers are dazzling when they bloom, and the spring grass has not grown tall enough to just cover the horses' hooves.

My favorite scenery in the east of the lake is unforgettable, with rows of willows passing through a white sand embankment.

2. "Huanxisha·A new song and a glass of wine"

Author Yan Shu, Northern Song Dynasty

A new song and a glass of wine, the weather is the same as last year. When does the sun set?

There is no choice but the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallow returns. The fragrant path in the small garden wanders alone.

Vernacular translation:

Listening to a new song and drinking a glass of wine, or the same weather as last year. When will the setting sun come back?

There was nothing I could do about the fallen flowers. The returning swallow seemed familiar to me, wandering alone on the flower path in the small garden.

3. "Ru Meng Ling·Chang Ji Xi Ting Sunset"

Author Li Qingzhao, Dynasty Song Dynasty

Chang Ji Xi Pavilion Sunset, intoxicated and not knowing the way back.

Returning to the boat late after all the fun, I strayed into the depths of lotus flowers.

Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startling a pool of gulls and herons.

Vernacular translation:

I think I often think of an outing, and it will be late at night as soon as the sun sets, and I will be so intoxicated that I don’t want to go home.

I played until I lost interest and then returned by boat, but got lost and entered the depths of the lotus root pond.

How to get out? How to get out? The sound of chirping and screaming and the sound of rowing boats startled a group of screech herons.

4. "Spring Outing at Fengle Pavilion Part 3"

The author was Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty

The sun is setting over the mangroves and green mountains, and the grass in the long suburbs is endless green. .

Visitors, no matter whether they are young or old, come and go in front of the pavilion and step on the fallen flowers.

Vernacular translation:

The trees are full of red flowers, the green mountains are faintly visible, and the sun has turned to the west. In the vast countryside, the grass is green and the edges are invisible.

People on spring outings are very interested, no matter how spring is about to end. In front of Fengle Pavilion, people were coming and going, and fallen flowers were everywhere.

5. "Jade House Spring·Spring Hate"

Author Yan Shu, Song Dynasty

Green poplars and fragrant grass pavilion road. It's easy to leave people behind when you're young. The lingering dream at the top of the building is five o'clock in the morning, and the March rain is leaving the flowers behind.

Being ruthless is not as painful as being passionate. One inch becomes thousands of strands. When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.

Vernacular translation:

On the ancient pavilion road with green poplars, weeping willows and luxuriant grass, he seemed like a couple who easily left me behind and walked away. The bell above the building awakened the lingering dreams of the fifth night, and the sorrow in my heart was like the March spring rain falling on the bottom of the flowers.

How can a heartless person understand the troubles of a passionate person? An inch of lovesickness and sorrow turns into thousands of strands. No matter how far away the world is, there will be an end to it, but the sorrow of cherishing someone is infinitely long and has no end. 2. Poems about the pavilion

1. Dongxian Song (second rhyme Su Zizhan) Song Dynasty: Chen has ice-cold muscles and jade bones, cool and sweatless since then, and wakes up from a dream full of joy.

The fan is gently turned and put away, and the orchid smoke is light, and the tobacco is scattered around the smile. The pavilion is still alone, but it was once the lantern, and we joined hands to make a heartfelt alliance to point to Yunhan.

Beyond the blue clouds and the setting sun, the letter is now, the music is gone, and the heart has changed thousands of times. Standing silently looking at the lotus flowers, watching the autumn wind in a blink of an eye, the green turns to red.

2. Drunk in the Tang Dynasty: Du Mu was happy with the fairy clouds in the clear sky on a sunny day, and they all saw off the envoy in the pavilion. Don't even say goodbye to me and invite me, but you still haven't heard from me for three years.

3. Ask for wine (meaning that the scenery in the four seasons requires wine) Song Dynasty: Cao Xun was delighted when the favorable wind first arrived, and the forest was green and red, competing for the time. The fragrance of flowers blows from all directions, the dew is stained with smoke, and the heaven and earth are like embroidery.

Gradually I feel the smoke in the south, and I always use an ice gauze fan to avoid the day. Go to the pavilion to cool off and sip some wine.

Jiang Feng pretends to be a golden wild goose crossing the autumn sky, the bright moon is shining in the sky, and the green lanterns are invading. Kuang Su Shang Shuangxiao competes with Jingju, golden jade and hibiscus.

Thousands of miles of red clouds scattered into the sky, and a red beast blazed in the furnace. It is necessary to place some water next to it, which is the most suitable place for you.

4. Nan Gezi, Song Dynasty: Lu Shengji exposed himself to the pavilion, and the fragrant wind scattered the lotus flowers. When it comes late, the moonlight looks like golden waves.

Green and red surrounds, accompanied by snowy children singing. When you are young and romantic, you will have many deep feelings and joy.

The beautiful woman worshiped Chang'e under the moonlight. It’s not like being a cow girl and looking at the stars every other year.

5. Sapphire Case (Lotus Picking Girl) Song Dynasty: Chen Yunping’s pavilion leans against the leaning sun tree. After a while, it rains.

Go in a light boat through the willow trees. The green skirt and red jacket are similar to flowers, stretching into the depths of the flowers.

My family lives in Yuanyangpu. My concubine looks like a flower and is jealous of the flowers.

The broken flowers return home to be looked down upon. The heart of a flower is full of resentment, and the heart of a concubine is full of hatred, which is better than the heart of a lotus.