A poem about the beauty of the forest 1. A poem describing the beauty of the mountain forest
At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. (Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry")
You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes. (Li Bai's "Looking at Jingting Mountain")
Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling. (Tang? Wang Ji's "Wild Hope")
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. (Tao Yuanming's drinking)
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. (Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village")
The setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor. (Liu Changqing's "Snowstorm Night Return")
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. (Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour")
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints. ("Send the judge back to Wu")
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. (Li Bai's "Early Sending Baidicheng")
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. (Wang Zhihuan's Liangzhou Ci)
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. (Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village)
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon. (Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain")
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging. (Cao Cao: Looking at the sea)
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably. (Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain)
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. (He Zhangzhi: "Liu Yong")
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. (Cen Can: (Bai Xuege sends Tian Shuji Wu home)
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass. (Cui Hao: Yellow Crane Tower)
On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. (Liu Yuxi: "Yangzhou will enjoy Lotte for the first time") Dead vines and old trees are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. (Ma Zhiyuan: "Sand cleaning? Qiu Si ")
Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees. (Wei "In Xixi Chuzhou")
2. Poems about forests
There are few poems describing forests in ancient times, and they are usually mountain scenery. There are many articles describing forests.
Mao Zedong: The qilv "Lushan Mountain" flies from a mountain to the edge of a big river, and leaps onto the lush 400 whirls. Xiangyang looks at the world coldly, and it is hot and windy. A floating yellow crane is sent in the ninth heaven, and white smoke rises under the waves. Ling Tao doesn't know where to go. Can you farm in Taohuayuan?
In Meng Haoran's Passing Old People's Village, we watched the green trees surrounding your village and the pale blue of distant mountains.
Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village is a village without doubt.
How "Song Liu" jasper decorated trees, thousands of strands of moss tapestries hanging down.
Cao Cao's "Looking at the Sea" is bleak in the autumn wind, and Hongbo surges.
Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea" is full of trees and grass.
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3. Poems describing the beauty of mountains and forests
Autumn Night in the Deep Mountain Author: Dynasty King
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Ji Xiang Temple Author: Wang Wei
I don't know where Ji Xiang Temple is, so I climbed several miles into the clouds and peaks.
Ancient trees are towering, but there are no pedestrian paths, and there are bells in the mountains in the temple.
The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold.
In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.
Buddhist retreat behind the broken mountain temple
Changjian in Tang Dynasty
On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops. A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. A thousand voices were silenced by the breath of church bells.
Visiting Taoist Dai Tianshan without seeing Li Bai
In the barking of dogs, peach blossoms are thick.
See the deer when the tree is deep, but don't ring the bell at noon.
Wild bamboos are green and misty, and flying springs hang blue peaks.
No one knows where to go. I'm worried about two or three loose.
4. Poems and songs describing the beautiful scenery of mountains and forests
1, hiking in late autumn
Tang Dynasty: Cen Can
The tired horse was sleeping on the long hillside, and the sun had set on the water.
The autumn wind in the mountains blew into the open forest, and the leaves rustled as if someone had entered the forest.
It is raining cold in the boundless sky, and there is no dust on the bluestone road.
Tens of millions of thoughts come to mind in this dusk, and all the voices are sad in this bleak morning.
The chi was barking last night, and Hui had already begun to wither.
Besides, a stranger who travels far away will naturally have a lot of hardships and bitterness.
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Tired horses are sleeping on the long hillside, and the sun has fallen to the water. The autumn wind in the mountains blew into the open forest, and the leaves rustled as if someone had entered the forest. Cold rain began to fall in the boundless sky, and there was no dust on the bluestone pavement. Thousands of thoughts come to mind in this dusk, and the voices of all things lament in the bleak morning.
The thrush was still singing last night, and the grass had begun to wither. Besides, as a stranger from afar, I will naturally have a lot of hardships and bitterness.
2, the title Xilin wall
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Looking at Lushan Mountain from the front and side of peaks and valleys, from far, near, high and low places, Lushan Mountain presents various faces.
I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there.
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Seen from the front and side, Lushan Mountain is undulating and peaks stand tall. Seen from afar, near, high and low, Lushan Mountain presents various appearances.
The reason why I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain is because I am in Lushan Mountain.
3. Calm down the storm and don't listen to the beating of leaves through the forest.
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
On March 7th, it was raining on Shahu Road, and all the servants with rain gear left. The same people felt embarrassed, but I didn't think so. The rain gear comes first, and the peers are in chaos. I didn't know it at first, but when I found out, I pretended to use this word.
Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely. Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.
The coolness of spring breeze awakens my wine, and the cold begins to be cold, and the peak of the sun is the sun, but it is satisfied in time. Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny.
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On March 7th, Hu Sha was caught in the rain, and the servant with rain gear left early. People in the same company feel embarrassed, but I don't think so. After a while, it cleared up, so I made this word.
Ignore the sound of rain beating on forests and leaves. You might as well take a leisurely walk while singing and whistling. Bamboo poles and sandals are more agile than riding horses. What is there to be afraid of? No matter the wind and rain, I will live in hemp fiber all my life.
The spring breeze is a little cool, which makes me awake. At the beginning of the cold, the sunset in Chuqing on the mountain greeted me at the right time. Look back at the place where I met the storm and go back. It doesn't matter to me whether it's stormy or sunny.
4. At the meeting, Hua thanked Chun Hong.
Five Dynasties: Li Yu
Hua Lin thanked Chunhong and left in a hurry. Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.
Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy. Naturally, people hate water when they grow up. (Leave one work each: leave one person)
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The safflower in the forest has withered, and the flowers are blooming and falling. I'm really in a hurry to leave. Also very helpless. How can flowers endure the cold and rain day and night?
Red flowers falling everywhere are wet by rain, like rouge on the cheeks of a tearful beauty. Flowers and people who love flowers are congenial. When can we meet again? There are always too many resentments in life, just like the river that died in the east, which never stops and never ends.
5. Peach blossoms in Dalin Temple
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.
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In April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temple in the mountains have just opened.
I often regret that spring has gone nowhere to look, but I don't know that it has come here.
5. What poems describe "summer forest scenery"?
My heart drips through yours, and then lingers in the drizzle.
My eyes stare at your eyes and then reflect your face.
I don't want to disturb your dream, my blessing appears in your dream.
Let the sunshine and rain moisten and sow a better tomorrow.
The north wind rolled up the white grass and scattered them, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky.
Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
-Cen Can's Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Homecoming, Song of Snow.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
-Mutu's mountain road
Flowers are flying everywhere in the spring city, and the cold food and winter wind are oblique.
-Han Ling's cold food
Near the cold food, rain and grass are growing, while wheat seedlings are windy, and the bank of Liu Ying.
-Anonymous "Miscellaneous Poems"
The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green.
-Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts"
The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.
-Meng Haoran's "Nan Ting Xia Xiang Xin".
On the mirror lake, there are more than 300 miles, all of which are Ke and Ke.
-Li Bai's Midnight Summer Song
The clear sky has opened, the Milky Way has gone, the breeze blows across the sky, and the bright moon shows its waves.
-Han Yu's Mid-Autumn Festival to the Second Official Zhang.
The long night was filled with the silent voices of a couple and a couple; The wind blows like a west wind. The low clouds touch the dew, and the early geese refer to the milky way. Tall trees don't seem to have withered at dawn, and the distance between the sun and the distant mountains is quite clear.
-Xu Hun's Early Autumn.
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors.
-Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I wonder who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
-He Zhangzhi's Singing Willow
Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring water warms the duck prophet.
The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river.
-Su Shi's Night View by the Hui Chong River.
All love can't be caged, an almond is out of the wall.
-Ye Shaoweng's "The Garden is Worthless"
6. Five-character poems describing mountain scenery
1. Chai Lu Wang Wei
No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard.
The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.
2. Zhu Wangwei
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
3. Send Cui Jiu to Pei Di
If you want to go back to the mountain, whether it is deep or shallow, go and have a look; These mountains and gullies are pure and beautiful, which are worth appreciating.
Instead of learning from Wu Lingren described by Tao Yuanming, he stayed in the Peach Blossom Garden for a few days and then hurried out of the mountain.
4. Looking at Zuyong in the southern snowy area.
Looking south, the northern mountain is beautiful and snowy, like a cloud.
And the warm sky is open on the snow line, while the town in the valley is getting colder and colder.
5. Send it to Liu Changqing, Che Ling
Blue chikurinji, near the distant bell in the middle of the night.
The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan.
6. Jiang Xue Liu Zongyuan
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
7. Who has a beautiful poem about mountain scenery?
1, hiking in late autumn
Tang Dynasty: Cen Can
The tired horse was sleeping on the long hillside, and the sun had set on the water.
The autumn wind in the mountains blew into the open forest, and the leaves rustled as if someone had entered the forest.
It is raining cold in the boundless sky, and there is no dust on the bluestone road.
Tens of millions of thoughts come to mind in this dusk, and all the voices are sad in this bleak morning.
The chi was barking last night, and Hui had already begun to wither.
Besides, a stranger who travels far away will naturally have a lot of hardships and bitterness.
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Tired horses are sleeping on the long hillside, and the sun has fallen to the water. The autumn wind in the mountains blew into the open forest, and the leaves rustled as if someone had entered the forest. Cold rain began to fall in the boundless sky, and there was no dust on the bluestone pavement.
Thousands of thoughts come to mind in this dusk, and the voices of all things lament in the bleak morning. The thrush was still singing last night, and the grass had begun to wither. Besides, as a stranger from afar, I will naturally have a lot of hardships and bitterness.
2. Sudong Palace
Song Dynasty: Lin Bu
Akiyama is endless, and Qiu Si is endless.
Red leaves flow in the blue stream and white clouds flow in the green forest.
In the shade of a bird, the crystal falls and the cicada scatters.
This night, banana rain, who smells the pillow.
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Dida in autumn is so beautiful that it is difficult for me to visit one by one. The big mountain washing in autumn aroused my infinite reverie, and it was even more difficult to shape all the pens one by one. You see, the green mountain stream and the rush of spring bring pieces of red leaves; Over the lush forest, white clouds are floating everywhere. A bird flew from nowhere and rushed into the shade; As the sun sets, cicadas all over the mountain are constantly chirping.
I think, this wonderful night, the rain hits the banana, and the sound is so sweet; Who will listen carefully and think with me on the pillow?
3. Miscellaneous poems in the mountains
Southern and Northern Dynasties: Wu Jun
The mountain and the sky are connected into clouds, and the afterglow of the sunset can be seen from the cracks in the bamboo forest.
Birds fly happily to the eaves and white clouds float out of the window.
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Where the mountains meet the sky, the clouds are lingering, and the sunset can be seen from the cracks in the bamboo forest. Birds fly happily to the eaves, and white clouds float out of the window gently.
Step 4 go hiking
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds. (Deep work: living place)
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
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Along the winding path up the mountain, deep in the white clouds, there are people. I stopped the car because I like the late autumn scenery in Fenglin. Maple leaves dyed with autumn frost are more colorful than spring flowers in February.
5. Wang Yue
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.
The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.
Layers of white clouds, cleaning the gully on the chest; The flat bird flew into the eye socket.
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
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How majestic is Mount Tai? Walking out of Qilu, you can still see Qingfeng. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful scenery, and Shannan separates morning and evening. Layers of white clouds, clean up the gullies in the chest; Go back to the birds and fly into the eyes of the scenery. We must climb to the top of Mount Tai, overlooking the mountains, full of lofty sentiments.
8. What are the poems describing the forest?
1, the mountain wind blows the empty forest, like someone whispering.
Walking in the Late Autumn of the Tang Dynasty: Cen Can
The tired horse was sleeping on the long hillside, and the sun had set on the water. The autumn wind in the mountains blew into the open forest, and the leaves rustled as if someone had entered the forest.
It is raining cold in the boundless sky, and there is no dust on the bluestone road. Tens of millions of thoughts come to mind in this dusk, and all the voices are sad in this bleak morning.
The chi was barking last night, and Hui had already begun to wither. Besides, a stranger who travels far away will naturally have a lot of hardships and bitterness.
Explanation:
Tired horses are sleeping on the long hillside, and the sun has fallen to the water. The autumn wind in the mountains blew into the open forest, and the leaves rustled as if someone had entered the forest. Cold rain began to fall in the boundless sky, and there was no dust on the bluestone pavement.
Thousands of thoughts come to mind in this dusk, and the voices of all things lament in the bleak morning. The thrush was still singing last night, and the grass had begun to wither. Besides, as a stranger from afar, I will naturally have a lot of hardships and bitterness.
2. The flat forest is misty, and the cold mountain area is sad and blue.
Bodhisattva Man Lin Ping Mo Yan Ruzhi Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The flat forest is misty, and the cold mountain area is compassionate. When the color enters a tall building, someone upstairs is sad.
The jade steps stand empty, and the birds fly quickly. Where is the return trip? Long pavilion with short pavilion. (Even a short pavilion: a shorter pavilion)
Explanation:
In the distance, the twilight smoke over the forest is shrouded in mist, still a sad green and blue. Night pervades the boudoir, and some people are alone upstairs. On the jade steps, looking at the sky stands. The homing bird flew away at the urging of homing. Where is my return trip? Only the long pavilion on the road is connected with the short pavilion.
3. Fenglin is red, smoky and blue, and full of gulls.
Youth Tour Lin Fenghong Evening Smoke Blue Song Dynasty: Jie Jiang
The maple forest is red and green, and the guests are full of gulls. In the past 20 years, homeless people have planted bamboo, and bamboo is still named after bamboo.
The spring breeze hasn't arrived yet, and the autumn wind has come. I only wrote my life as a song.
Explanation:
Maple is red and smoke is green at dusk. Every day, we are faced with the gulls in Tingzhou, a water town that lives and works in peace and contentment, full of exile and sadness everywhere. I love bamboo, and I have been wandering for 20 years, borrowing the name of bamboo. The spring breeze has not yet blown out, the autumn wind has arrived, I am old, and I despise all dust. I just made my life experience into the songs of boatmen and fishermen.
4. Smoke fills the forest, the mountains are far away, and the bells and drums ring at dusk.
Tianxiang Luo Yanheng Lin Song Dynasty: He Zhu
Cooking smoke fills the forest, distant mountains sink, and bells and drums ring at dusk. Candles reflect the curtain, flies remind the machine, and * * * bitter cold autumn wind dew. Sleepless thinking about women, Qi Heying, and several anvil pestles. Disturbing the world's tired officials, life is old.
In those days, drunkards were conceited, called Dong Jun, and paid in spring. Wandering in the north road, visiting Nanpu, I hate no one to talk to. Lai Yue Ming, who once knew this old place. If you follow the clouds, you will leave in your dreams.
Explanation:
Smoke enveloped the Woods, the sunset fell into the distant mountains, and the bells and drums sounded intermittently in the evening. Candlelight shining on the window seems to remind us that everyone hates the dew in the clear autumn. Those poor homesick women who can't sleep send an anvil in the wind and insects. The sound alarmed the tired travelers wandering around the world, only to find that it was the end of another year.
I used to be conceited because of drunkenness, thinking that the god of spring had paid for the beauty of March. Unexpectedly, I wandered around North Road all the year round, sometimes leaving Nanpu by boat, and no one poured out my deep thoughts. Rely on the bright moon to know where she went in the past, bring her to me and send her there.
The leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward.
On the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
Explanation:
It is very sad that there are birds hovering on the river with clear water and white sand. Endless trees are rustling leaves, and endless Yangtze River is rolling in. Sad to autumn, I feel that Wan Li has been wandering all the year round and has been sick all his life. Today, he is alone on the high platform. After a lot of hardships, white hair is full of temples, and the cup is hanging.