Waterfall Ye Shengtao
I haven't seen a waterfall yet,
First I heard the sound of the waterfall,
Rushing to the shore like a waterfall,
Like a gust of wind blowing through a pine forest.
The mountain road suddenly turned,
Ah! Saw the whole body of the waterfall!
This scene can't be compared,
Castle Peak and thousands of feet are all wrapped in silver.
Standing at the foot of the waterfall and looking up,
Great, a pearl screen!
There is a gust of wind from time to time,
Blow it like smoke, fog and dust.
002、
Waterfall Hongyuan
Down the mountain, out of the valley!
With a cry,
Jump off a cliff,
Even if it is broken!
Looking forward to the vast rivers and seas,
I miss the sails spreading their wings and the paddles flapping the waves.
Ah, all by a strong belief,
At the foot, a galloping road of life is opened up!
2. Modern people praise the poem of waterfall, to find out who is the "waterfall" Author: Ye Shengtao
I haven't seen a waterfall yet,
First I heard the sound of the waterfall,
Rushing to the shore like a waterfall,
Like a gust of wind blowing through a pine forest.
The mountain road suddenly turned,
Ah! Saw the whole body of the waterfall!
This scene can't be compared,
Castle Peak and thousands of feet are all wrapped in silver.
Standing at the foot of the waterfall and looking up,
Great, a pearl screen!
There is a gust of wind from time to time,
Blow it like smoke, fog and dust.
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Waterfalls in Justin
Down the mountain, out of the valley!
With a cry,
Jump off a cliff,
Even if it is broken!
Looking forward to the vast rivers and seas,
I miss the sails spreading their wings and the paddles flapping the waves.
Ah, all by a strong belief,
At the foot, a galloping road of life is opened up!
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Zheng Yuzhou's Waterfall in Guandai County
At the top of the mountain
In the valley
A stream emerges and becomes immortal.
Xie Fei Qian Xun
The mountain wind is like thunder.
With the breath of a king
Yelling at me
blow
Stay away from me again
I'm just a traveler
Blink of an eye
What did I see again?
The wind is no longer the gust of the past.
Waterfalls are no longer the hanging water they used to be.
The scenery remains the same.
Years are like yesterday.
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Changhong Waterfall Author: Song of the Ram
On the cliff
Horses are trained for nothing.
Sing a ballad
Pour down
How lonely it is in the afternoon
The center of the cliff
Who can read it?
Castle peak is silent
Look too far.
They are all green.
A gloomy afternoon, irritating worries.
Bifrost
Grid line through the sun
In the afternoon wind
Slight swing
Awaken the lonely waiting on the cliff
The music of sunlight jumping and water dripping
Rainbow bridge light dance steps
improve
Hit the arms of a waterfall
Be moved in an instant
Qicaiguang
coy
Eye movements in the sun
Think more.
Turn into a big stone
Waiting for high tide and low tide.
Waiting for this immortal legend
3. A modern poem describing waterfalls:
The flying silver chain sparkled in the sun, making it brighter. The splendor of the silver chain is better than any ornament; And the huge silver chain is bigger than any invisible gas wall.
When I walked to the waterfall, I saw silver water flowing down like grandpa's white beard. The wind blew over, blowing the water into a faint fog and sprinkling it on my face, which was cool. Several streams seem to be in a hurry, running down and accidentally hitting rocks, splashing like flying beads and jadeite.
The snow in the air falls gracefully one by one, blooming with that peerless beauty and gentleness. That's dandruff that God forgot to wash his hair. Honey, I forgot to wash my hair, too, but why did my hair fall everywhere? White roofs, white houses, white birds quietly flew over my years, stood in the snow and picked up a snowflake, watching it turn into transparent water drops little by little, reflecting a tragic white, and the whole world was like a luxurious worship.
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Flowers:
There are a group of fairies in the valley. They decide what color and appearance the flowers in the valley will bloom. There is a beautiful bud, favored by heaven. Thanks to the care of the angels, the angels decided to let it decide what color and what kind of flowers it wanted to open. Unexpectedly, because there are too many choices, nothing can be decided in the end. After the flower season, the angels found more than one unopened flower in the valley.
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Willow branches spread their yellow-green leaves, swaying gently in the slight spring breeze, just like groups of fairies in green clothes dancing. Peach trees sandwiched between willows also have bright flowers, green Liuhonghua, which is really beautiful!
The buds on the branches of Chinese fir trees are already quite tender and reflect the sky. Do you think spring can be far behind?
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Grass:
The grass is quite green, swaying with the wind, so soft and dazzling.
Spring grass is covered with leaves, and you can see it from a distance.
We walked on the green grass, as if we had walked into the green ocean.
Grass adds vitality and new luster to spring.
The grass woke up from a deep sleep, and they broke out of the ground and spread their green leaves.
4. A modern poem describing waterfalls. Waterfall Ye Shengtao didn't see the waterfall. For the first time, he heard the sound of a waterfall, like a waterfall rushing on the beach and like a gust of wind blowing through a pine forest.
The mountain road suddenly turned, ah! Saw the whole body of the waterfall! This scene can't be compared, and thousands of hills are covered in silver. Standing at the foot of the waterfall and looking up, it's great, a pearl screen! From time to time, a gust of wind blows it like smoke, fog and dust.
002, "Waterfall" Hongyuan is going down the mountain and out of the valley! Jump down from the cliff with a cry, even if it is shattered! Looking at the river and the sea, I miss sailing and spreading my wings, and I miss rowing and breaking the waves. Ah, with a burning belief, they have opened up a galloping road of life under our feet.
5. Poems of Waterfalls Li Bai's famous poem "Looking at Lushan Waterfall",
One is:
Censer peak in the west and waterfall water in the south.
The suspended flow is 300 feet, and the gully is dozens of miles.
Like lightning, like Bai Hong looming.
At first, the river fell and was half scattered in the sky.
Look up at the situation and turn to the male, which is a good thing!
The sea breeze keeps blowing and the moonlight is still empty.
Shoot in the air and wash the blue wall left and right.
Flying beads scatter light clouds, and foam boils dome stones.
And I travel to famous mountains, which is good for my leisure.
Wash your face no matter what you wash.
But harmony is good, and I am willing to leave this world forever.
Second:
The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain.
Flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days
Li Mengyang also wrote a poem for Lushan Waterfall in Ming Dynasty.
Kaixian temple
The waterfall has been flying to the ground for a long time.
Mo Yan, this pool is small, shake Lushan Mountain!
Jueju —— Wang Anshi in Song Dynasty
Wan Li,
Thousands of feet of water are suspended.
* * * Look at the jade girl hanging,
Reflecting the sun is also a five-color text.
Red spring falls, and the atmosphere is half purple.
Run down the miscellaneous trees and return to the clouds.
The sun is like a rainbow, the sky is clear, and the wind and rain are hard.
Lingshan is full of gorgeous colors and ethereal water.
(Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Jiuling)
Xu Ning of Lushan Waterfall
Vanity falls into the spring, and thunder rushes into the river.
In ancient times, it was as long as white, and a boundary cut off the green hills.
Bai Yuchan's "Three Dies Springs" in Song Dynasty
Yuan Xi went deep into the Taohuawu, and Xia Zi was whispering.
The nine-story cliff is bright, and the three-level spring flies and the rain falls.
The setting sun dyed the mountain shadow wet, and Leng Yun bouldering ancient cliff.
Pull back the scattered ice flowers at the bottom of the stream and spray them on the floating snow building at Songjian.
Chang 'e's clothes are a little wet, and there is a house of Fusang under the pool.
The arrival of the dynasty seems overwhelming, and the night is like a smell.
The cold roared into the valley and sent the Milky Way to bombard the ages.
Silver toad flies in Guanghan Temple and jade dragon dances in Crystal Palace.
Joan's axe is not the old moon, and the waterfall is not the weaver girl.
At first, I suspected that fish and turtles fell into the dragon gate, but I was afraid that the stars would be in Niuzhu.
I want to find some jiaozi now, but I see a mouse in the sky.
Soak in a pool of frost, and drip frozen Millennium milk.
The moon shines on the beads, and the wind blows the millet into the pale tiger.
Yao turns the earth's axis, and the iron horse rolls up the sky.
Poem of Water Curtain Springs by Zhao Mengfu, a Poet in Yuan Dynasty
The flying curtain is like a jade curtain. How many thousands of feet are there?
The crescent moon hangs in the blue sky like a curtain hook.
Lushan Waterfall Ballad in Yang Wei in Yuan Dynasty
The Milky Way suddenly looks like a scorpion, lying in front of the Five Old People's Peak of Blood Beads.
I suspect that the fairy weaving practice is off-axis and biased towards the sky.
I want to cut my hand and cut a glass cigarette.
Encountering marble is like catching the moon fairy.
Throat spray can't tolerate night thirst, and whales ride and suck the dry sea and mulberry fields.
Unexpectedly, it turned into a hundred thousand feet, and the jade rainbow hung upside down.