Autumn poems in Hangzhou 1. What poems describe the beautiful autumn scenery in Hangzhou?
1, two songs to drink Chuqing Lake after rain, the second song.
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.
If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.
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In the bright sunshine, the water in the West Lake is sparkling and beautiful. On rainy days, under the cover of rain curtain, the mountains around the West Lake are foggy, and if there is anything, it is wonderful. If the West Lake is compared to the beautiful scenery of the past, light makeup is very suitable.
2, a flower Hangzhou scenery
Yuan Dynasty: Guan Hanqing
The beautiful countryside in the world is surrounded by the sea.
The Dayuan dynasty was newly attached to the country, and the Song family was old and lost.
The landscape is wonderful, there are games everywhere, and it is very rich.
The city is full of embroidered curtains and wind curtains, and people are crowded together.
Hundreds of miles of streets are neat, and more than 10,000 pavilions are uneven, with no leisure.
Songxuan Bamboo Trail, Yaopu Flower Trail, Tea Garden Rice Lane, Bamboo House Meixi.
One poem at a time, one screen at a time.
The western saltworks are like Qiong Yao and Wu Shan, with thousands of jadeites. Five grains, looking at Qiantang River glass.
There are also clear streams and green waters, painting boats and playing games.
Zhejiang Pavilion is close at hand, and there are long rocks opposite the dangerous peak, which is amazing.
Every family hides canals and flowing water, and pavilions stand tall and green, overlooking the sunset in the West Lake.
Look at this wall and that wall, even if there is painters, I can't write it.
Translation:
See all the beautiful rivers and mountains in the world and enjoy the great scenery of the country. Hangzhou, which just returned to the Yuan Dynasty, was once a gentle town (capital) in the Southern Song Dynasty. The green water is beautiful and the green hills are strange, and all parts of the country are worth visiting.
It's really rich here. Exquisite embroidered curtains and excellent elegant wind curtains can be seen everywhere in the whole city. It's noisy and lively.
Hundreds of miles of streets extending in all directions are uniform, and there are countless rugged pavilions, and there is no idle land. The porch of pine peaches, the leisurely path between bamboo forests, the garden for cultivating herbs, the path full of flowers, the garden for growing tea, the buildings scattered in the rice fields, the mountain docks hidden under the bamboo sea, and the gurgling streams under the shadow of plum clouds.
Go to a place, recite a good poem casually, and take a step to see a gorgeous screen. The beautiful Yantian in the west of Hangzhou is like a precious Qiong Yao, and the colorful Wu Shan is like layers of emeralds. Oh, look at Qiantang River. It's like a million hectares of glass shining.
There are also clear streams, springs and green rivers, on which gorgeous cruise ships travel freely and leisurely. Zhejiang Pavilion is just by the river, facing steep mountains and towering peaks, which is amazing enough. Let me write an article to record it.
Every household faintly reflects the winding water, and the pavilions stand out from the endless green hills, and the mountains rise and fall in the twilight near the West Lake from a distance. Looking at this mountain and that peak, I don't know which side to draw even if I have a brush.
3. Recite three Jiangnan words
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar. When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?
Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou. Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you come again?
Jiang Nanyi, followed by Wu Gong. Wu Yi cup of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dance lotus drunk. We'll meet again sooner or later!
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How beautiful the scenery in Jiangnan is, the picturesque scenery has long been familiar. At sunrise in the morning, the blooming flowers by the river are brighter than the flames, and the Qinghe River is greener than the blue grass. How can one not miss Jiangnan?
The most memorable memory of Jiangnan is Hangzhou. When the moon is full, look for laurel seeds in the mountain temple, climb the county pavilion and enjoy the spring tide in Qiantang River. When can I go to play again?
Recalling Jiangnan, recalling Wugong again, drinking a glass of Wugong wine and spring bamboo leaves, watching Wugong singers both dance like charming hibiscus. We will meet again sooner or later.
4. Title Lin 'an Building
Song Dynasty: Lin Sheng
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?
Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent.
Translation:
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? The lewd fragrance intoxicated the pleasure-seeking aristocrats, and it was simply that peaceful Hangzhou was regarded as the old Bianjing!
5, picking mulberry seeds, Tian Rong water color West Lake is good
Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
The sky is high and the West Lake is good, and everything in the clouds is fresh. Seagulls and herons should be used to listening to orchestral music while sleeping.
The wind is clear and the moon is white, and the night is suitable. Whoever envies Luan is a fairy on board.
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The scenery of the West Lake is good, the sky and water blend together, and the scenery is so beautiful. Gulls and egrets sleep peacefully. They have long been used to constant orchestral music. Sunny nights are more charming. The lake is like a field paved with white jade. Who would envy Luan Feixian? People at this time are like immortals on cruise ships!
2. Poems describing the West Lake in autumn
Stay away from the west lake
Tang Bai Juyi
The journey is full of tragic ups and downs, and my ancestors left my throat.
Tristan doesn't have to keep five horses. Huang En is only allowed to keep them for three years.
Song mats are laid under the shade of green vines, and prostitutes boats are parked in red lotus flowers.
When you look back everywhere, you can love it, but it is a lake.
Hangzhou Fang Hui
Tang Bai Juyi
Since I left the Qiantang landscape, I haven't drunk much and I'm lazy to recite poems.
I want to report this intention to West Lake.
Send the title of Yuhang County Building to Ambassador Pei.
Tang Bai Juyi
The official calendar is 20 years, and the official tour is 30 years.
Jiangshan and romance, the most unforgettable thing is Hangzhou.
At the end of the sand embankment in the north, at the head of the stone embankment in the West Lake.
Green flowers send guests off in spring, and red candles return to the boat at night.
I dare not leave my love, but I miss the old days.
With this sentence sung by Jun, the topic is the building.
He Xichuan Li Shangshu Hangzhou Yue Wei Tour Room Taiwei West Lake
Yuxi Liu Tang
Trees fall in Hanchuan at night, jade hooks hang on the West Lake, flags ring the water, and boats flow in the middle.
I am eager to recall the past, and my heart is like a trip. Heptachlor has been gone for a long time, and I feel sorry for autumn.
Yingzhou is having a banquet at the West Lake Pavilion.
Don Xu Hun
I don't know how to return to the West Lake banquet, with a glass of wine.
The city takes the sunset to smell the drums, and the temple looks at the balcony against the autumn water.
The cicadas in Orchid are scattered, but Guangxi people come with some birds.
I only want to drive through Gongluo, and the frost chrysanthemum will bloom around the pool.
Tiaoxi fishing map
Tangluoyin
In those days, Lv Wang exhibited temples, and the straight hook fishing country was even better.
If you teach students to live on the West Lake, you must also provide fish for the house.
Farewell to West Lake
Don Li Shen
The leaves of Pu look withered, and the birds on the waves are lonely.
Wind pipe music is easy to scatter flowers, but loom feathers are difficult to float.
Snow deceives spring and destroys fragrant calyx early, while falcons stir autumn and blow green.
There is no place for colorful hair, and it is sad to say goodbye to the bridge.
Topic Andy Lin
Song Lin Sheng
When did the West Lake stop singing and dancing?
Warm winds intoxicated tourists and made Hangzhou a Bianzhou.
3. Beautiful autumn poems in Hangzhou
Stay away from the west lake
Tang Bai Juyi
The journey is full of tragic ups and downs, and my ancestors left my throat.
Tristan doesn't have to keep five horses. Huang En is only allowed to keep them for three years.
Song mats are laid under the shade of green vines, and prostitutes boats are parked in red lotus flowers.
When you look back everywhere, you can love it, but it is a lake.
Hangzhou Fang Hui
Tang Bai Juyi
Since I left the Qiantang landscape, I haven't drunk much and I'm lazy to recite poems.
I want to report this intention to West Lake.
Send the title of Yuhang County Building to Ambassador Pei.
Tang Bai Juyi
The official calendar is 20 years, and the official tour is 30 years.
Jiangshan and romance, the most unforgettable thing is Hangzhou.
At the end of the sand embankment in the north, at the head of the stone embankment in the West Lake.
Green flowers send guests off in spring, and red candles return to the boat at night.
I dare not leave my love, but I miss the old days.
With this sentence sung by Jun, the topic is the building.
He Xichuan Li Shangshu Hangzhou Yue Wei Tour Room Taiwei West Lake
Yuxi Liu Tang
Trees fall in Hanchuan at night, jade hooks hang on the West Lake, flags ring the water, and boats flow in the middle.
I am eager to recall the past, and my heart is like a trip. Heptachlor has been gone for a long time, and I feel sorry for autumn.
Yingzhou is having a banquet at the West Lake Pavilion.
Don Xu Hun
I don't know how to return to the West Lake banquet, with a glass of wine.
The city takes the sunset to smell the drums, and the temple looks at the balcony against the autumn water.
The cicadas in Orchid are scattered, but Guangxi people come with some birds.
I only want to drive through Gongluo, and the frost chrysanthemum will bloom around the pool.
Tiaoxi fishing map
Tangluoyin
In those days, Lv Wang exhibited temples, and the straight hook fishing country was even better.
If you teach students to live on the West Lake, you must also provide fish for the house.
Farewell to West Lake
Don Li Shen
The leaves of Pu look withered, and the birds on the waves are lonely.
Wind pipe music is easy to scatter flowers, but loom feathers are difficult to float.
Snow deceives spring and destroys fragrant calyx early, while falcons stir autumn and blow green.
There is no place for colorful hair, and it is sad to say goodbye to the bridge.
Topic Andy Lin
Song Lin Sheng
When did the West Lake stop singing and dancing?
Warm winds intoxicated tourists and made Hangzhou a Bianzhou.
Jingci Temple, Chu Xiao
Song Yang Wanli
After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June.
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors.
Drinking on the lake, it rains after Chu Qing.
Song sushi
The water is Ming Che, and the mountains are empty and rainy.
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, light makeup is always appropriate.
Su Shi's poem Pan-West Lake at Night;
The water is boundless, and the lotus blooms at night.
Gradually, I saw the lights in the temple in the distance. I didn't see the lake until the moon was dark.
And the poem "Night on the Lake":
I don't drink enough, but it tastes long when I'm half drunk.
When I arrived in inaccessible Shanxi, the night was gloomy, because I was dreaming and forgot my words.
I still remember Lihua Village and even smelled a faint fragrance.
And the poem "Hu Huaixi sends her younger sister to tide":
The West Lake has the most beautiful scenery in the world, and no traveler is a fool.
I am crazy and straight, and I have already donated it to the world. I specialize in landscape music and give it to Ning Fei.
Three hundred and sixty halls, looking for poor years. You know what you have achieved is hard to spread.
So far, I have dreamed of a clear night, which is refreshing. You hold the messenger festival in your hand, and your style shines.
Clean and beautiful, Ann is willing to be a gentleman. Hu doesn't ride, but sleeps on the monk's couch for a while.
It's cool and annoying to read my poems on the wall. There is no way to guide the staff, but it is done with heart.
You should meet the old fisherman, reeds are bound together. If you have, you can buy fish instead of money.
Likui jy s poem "West Lake";
Boko account opens peach bank, and the blue radial system is Liu Jin. Birds sing like a toast, and flowers smile to keep people.
At dusk in Zhongshan, the balcony is ten miles in spring. Looking back at Xiangwu, Luo Qi Sixth Bridge is new.
Su Shi s poem "Opening the West Lake";
Great men don't ask much, but they are self-satisfied.
Let the turtles and fish return to green and clean, and be willing to let Xiao Wei stop the slope ahead.
Once a good thing can be inherited, a 100-foot cliff can still be ground.
The stars in the sky are also happy, and the moon is bathed in golden waves.
Zhou's poem West Lake;
Pinghu is as green as the sky at the beginning, and the weeds are ruthless and don't remember the years.
At that time, there was a place for singing and dancing, a beautiful boat in the misty rain of Xiling.
Xia Wei's West Lake Zhi Zhu Ci;
There are bursts of laughter all around, and the lake is the clearest today.
Boat people don't decide where to swim, but see where Yuanyang sleeps.
Only the sun is blind in Pinghu. I don't believe it's the only place in Shaoguang.
Laughing and picking up flowers is half an arm, for fear that Lang will be afraid all night.
Don't let Yingying stay for half an hour when you go to the lake bay for the second time.
Seeing whose horse is gold, the camel is heading for the lonely mountain in spring.
There is no sunny sand in the spring wave, and the night boat is at home.
The strange spring breeze keeps coming back, and plum blossoms are stuck in my head.
Ouyang Xiu's poem "West Lake";
The fragrance of Han Han disappeared and the painting floated, which reminded Junning of Yangzhou.
They all exchanged twenty-four bridge months for ten hectares of autumn in the West Lake.
4. Poems describing the West Lake in autumn
Bai Juyi's trip to the West Lake was miserable, and his ancestral home was far from his voice. Cui Dai doesn't need to keep five horses, but Huang En is only allowed to stay for three years. Song mats are laid in the shade of green vines, and prostitutes are parked in red lotus flowers. When I look back, I can't miss it, but it is a lake. After Tang Juyi returned to Hangzhou to bid farewell to Qiantang landscape, he didn't have much wine and wrote poems. I want to give this report to West Lake. Thirty years of official travel. The most unforgettable place is Hangzhou, the end of the sandy embankment in the north, and the stone head of the West Lake. In spring, guests are sent off, and in the evening, red candles return to the boat. I dare not leave my love, but I miss the old days. In your words, the topic is Wang Taolou, staying in Xichuan with Qiu, Li Shangshu and Hanzhou Yue Wei, leaving a jade hook in the West Lake at night, and the flag is surrounded by water. Song Yun is sad for autumn. Yingzhou holds a banquet in the West Lake Pavilion. I don't know when I returned to Xu Hun West Lake for a feast. I sang a song and drank a glass of wine. The city takes the sunset to smell the drums, and the temple looks at the balcony near the autumn water. Orchid hall guests are still noisy, and there are not many birds when Guangxi people come. I wanted to take a car and drive around Gongluo, where the frost chrysanthemums are blooming around the pond. The title of Panxi River Fishing Map is Lv Wang Temple Exhibition in Luo Yin in Tang Dynasty. It is also necessary to make house fish. Say goodbye to the leaves of Tangpu in the West Lake and look at the dead leaves. Birds will be lonely on the waves. Blowpipe laying is easy to fall off, but loom feathers are difficult to float. Snow deceives spring and destroys fragrant calyx early, while falcons blow Qiu Cui. Colorful hair has no place to live, and it is a kind of sadness to bid farewell to Xiqiao. When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? The warm wind made the tourists drunk.
5. Five Ancient Poems of Four Seasons in Hangzhou
"Qiantang Spring Tour" [Tang] Baijuyi Gushan Temple is north of Jiating West, and the water level is low.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. This is a description of the scenery of the West Lake in spring, and the white sand land is now Bai Causeway.
After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
This is a description of the lotus scenery in the West Lake in summer. Jingci Temple is Jingsi Temple, which is now under the Leifeng Pagoda. "West Lake" [Song] Ouyang Xiu's fragrant paintings made him forget Yangzhou.
Twenty-four bridge months, in exchange for ten hectares of autumn in the West Lake. This is a description of the scenery of the West Lake in autumn.
"Plum Blossom" [Song] Lin Bu's flowers, shaking off their unique charm, occupy a small garden: the shadows are shallow, and the faint fragrance is floating in the dusk. Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.
Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood gold statues. This is a description of plum blossom scenery on the Gushan (existing Gushan Park) near the West Lake, which should be winter or early spring.
(Lin Bu lived in seclusion in Hanggu Mountain) Visiting Huisi, two monks [Song], Su Shi wanted snow in the sky and went to the lake, but the tower cleared the mountain. There are plenty of stone fish in the water, but there are no birds in the forest.
I really entertain myself when I don't return to my wife and children in the twelfth lunar month. Where do Taoist priests live? Pandong Baoyun Mountain Road.
Who wants to live in a lonely mountain? Taoist priests are not alone on their mountains. Paper window bamboo building is deep and warm, sitting and lying in the garden.
In cold weather, I don't worry about my servant at all, so I have to drive home and can't leave. Out of the mountain, looking back at the cloud shadow tree, I saw the floating picture of wild storks.
Being indifferent is better than being happy, and coming home feels like a dream. Poetry is desperate for death, and it is difficult to copy a clear scene if it is lost.
6. Write poems about the West Lake in autumn
Bai Juyi's trip to the West Lake from the Tang Dynasty was miserable, and his ancestors left his throat.
Tristan doesn't have to keep five horses, and Huang En can only stay for three years. Song mats are laid under the shade of green vines, and prostitutes boats are parked in red lotus flowers.
Looking back everywhere, you can love, but it is not the lake that is difficult. Bai Juyi returned to Hangzhou as a guest in the Tang Dynasty. After leaving Qiantang Mountain, he didn't drink much and was lazy to recite poems.
I want to report this intention to West Lake. Send the title of Yuhang County Building, and give Tang Baijuyi an envoy Pei Guanli for 20 years and an official tour for 30 years.
Jiangshan and romance, the most unforgettable thing is Hangzhou. At the end of the sand embankment in the north, at the head of the stone embankment in the West Lake.
Green bamboo shoots leave in spring, and red candles return to the boat at night. I dare not leave my love, but I miss the old days.
With this sentence sung by Jun, the topic is the building. And Xichuan Li Shangshu Hanzhou Yue Wei Tour Room Taiwei West Lake Liu Tang Yuxi Luohanchuan Night, West Lake hangs a jade hook.
The flag was surrounded by water and the ship was submerged. I am eager to recall the past, and my heart is like a * * *.
Seven laws have been in existence for a long time, and the rhyme is sad for autumn. In the Tang Dynasty, Yingzhou hosted the West Lake Pavilion Banquet and Xu Hun West Lake Qing Banquet. I didn't know how to repay, so I left a song and drank a glass of wine.
The city takes the sunset to smell the drums, and the temple looks at the balcony against the autumn water. Lantianke is still noisy, and Guiyan is a rare bird.
If you want to sign a car to cross Gongluo, the frost chrysanthemum goes around the pool. In the fishing map of Panxi River in Tang Dynasty, temples were exhibited in Luo Yin and Lv Wang that year, and the fishing country with straight hook was even better.
If you teach students to live on the West Lake, you must also provide fish for the house. Farewell to West Lake, Tang Dynasty, Li Shen and Pu, watching the fallen leaves return to their roots and the birds on the waves lonely.
Wind pipe music is easy to scatter flowers, but loom feathers are difficult to float. Snow deceives spring and destroys fragrant calyx early, while falcon stirs autumn and blows green.
Colorful hair has no place to live, and sighing at the bridge is a kind of sadness. When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?
Warm winds intoxicated tourists and made Hangzhou a Bianzhou. After all, the scenery of the West Lake in June is different from that at four o'clock.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. Drinking on the lake, after the rain, Su Shi's water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are overcast and rainy.
If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate. Su Shi's poem "Pan-West Lake at Night" said: lush vegetation, boundless water, lotus Ye Xiang.
Watch the lights gradually come out of the temple in the distance, and wait until the moon gets dark to see the lake. There is also the poem "Going home at night on the lake": if you are not full, you will taste long when you are half drunk.
The basket returned to the lake, and the spring breeze and the cold wind were cold. Traveling in lonely Shanxi, the night is gray.
Yin Qing was mixed with dreams, which made this sentence forgotten. I still remember Yiyi Lihua Village, smelling a faint fragrance.
There is also a poem "Huaixi Lake to send a tide sister uncle": West Lake is a beautiful scenery on earth, and there are no fools among tourists. Look at the income in depth, who can know it all.
Well, I am crazy and straight, and I have already donated it to the world. Dedicated to landscape music and paid to Ning.
Three hundred and sixty halls, looking for poor years. What you get is beautiful, but what you know is hard to spread.
So far, the dream is clear and refreshing. You hold the messenger festival in your hand, and your style shines.
Clean and beautiful, Anken is a gentleman. Hu didn't ride off the screen, but borrowed the monk couch to sleep for the time being.
Read my poem between the walls, cool and wash. There is no way to guide the staff, but it is done with heart.
When you meet an old fisherman, the reed is complacent. Ask if there is, buy fish and talk about money.
Likui jy's poem "West Lake": The brocade account opens the peach bank, and the blue diameter is Liu Jin. Birds sing like wine, flowers laugh and keep people.
At dusk in Zhongshan, the balcony is ten miles in spring. Looking back at Xiangwu, Luo Qi Sixth Bridge is new.
Su Shi's poem "Opening the West Lake": A great man does not ask for much, but seeks complacency. Let the turtles and fish return to green and clean, and be willing to let Xiao Wei stop the slope ahead.
Once a good thing can be inherited, a 100-foot cliff can still be ground. The stars in the sky are also happy, and the golden waves are bathed in the moonlight.
Zhou Shi's "West Lake": The sky is clear at the beginning of Pinghu, and the weeds are ruthless and don't remember the year. At that time, there was a place for singing and dancing, a beautiful boat in the misty rain of Xiling.
Xia Wei's "West Lake Zhi Zhu Ci": Laughing waves are everywhere, and the lake is the most vivid today. Boat people don't decide what to swim, but look at where Yuanyang sleeps.
Pinghu is only covered by sunshine. I don't believe Shaoguang is only here. Smiling, I picked up the flowers on half my arm, for fear that Lang would be afraid all night.
Don't let Yingying stay for half an hour when you go to the lake bay for the second time. Look who is the golden horse, sunbathing camels in spring to the lonely mountain.
There is no sunny sand in the spring wave, and the night boat is at home. Strangely, the spring breeze kept returning, and the head was originally inserted in the plum blossom.
Ouyang Xiu's poem "West Lake": Han Han's fragrance disappears, and the paintings float, reminding you of Yangzhou. Twenty-four bridge months, in exchange for ten hectares of autumn in the West Lake.
Zhao Ziang's poem "West Lake": chun yin catkins can't fly, and their feet are greener and fatter. Afraid of scaring the egrets before, I rode around the lake alone.
Yuan Hongdao's "West Lake General Review" poem: Longjing Rao Ganquan, flying rich in stone and bone. The wind blows ten miles in Su Qiao, and the sun, the moon and the moon win.
Qianci has no good place, only a good stone yard. The old pavilion in the lonely mountain is full of shade and forest.
A peach blossom a year, a gray hair a year old. Look at the clouds in the south and the moon in the north.
Chu people have no feathers and can swim across. Fan's poem "West Lake": How many tourists are by the lake, and half of them are between the misty rain and the broken bridge.
Try your best to watch songs and dances in the spring breeze, while mortals watch the green hills. Zhang Dai's poem "West Lake": Looking back at the beginning of the West Lake, why did you get this name?
I was surprised to meet the west and was deeply impressed by the ancients. Brilliant mountains and rivers, verve misty rain.
I can't help crying, but I have deep feelings. When you look at the smoke, you can't find it.
My hometown is on the road, and this place is called the middle of the lake. Splash ink on Mi Dian's paintings, and feel the same with Bo Chyi Chin.
The autumn waters in the south of China are amazing throughout the ages. Going ashore, I didn't look at the lake fishing lights for several months. From the water, the dike trees were smoky.
Tell the truth, no makeup is available. Ask who can appreciate it, with a beard.
There is also the poem "Ten Scenes of West Lake": one peak is superior, and the two peaks set each other off. There is the West Lake here, so I refuse to go.
The lake is as cold as ice, and the moonlight is lighter than snow. Give up three pools, Hangzhou people don't look at the moon.
Liu Yin's long beach is high, but the moon is scarce. I hesitate to loosen the soil, but I wonder if I stepped on the snow.
The night air in Nanping is as thin as paper. The bell rings on it and crosses the river at night.
(Nanping Night Bell) Smoke willows shade peach blossoms, and ruby sinks into autumn water. It's too late to be weak, and Shi just went to sleep.
(Xiao Chun, Su Causeway) She has a faint pimple on her face and smiles. What makes Lotus drunk? Warm wind is like wine.
(Quyuan Fenghe) The deep willow is called oriole, and the sound is green. If you have poetry, you should not go beyond preaching.
(Liu Lang Wenying) Canta is a drunkard near the shore of the lake. Strange feelings are in the rubble, so there is no need to resort to labor.
(Lei Feng Sunset) Looking at the bright moon in autumn, cold air enters Lin Hao. Listen to the lonely geese, the sound is light and the sky is high.
(Autumn Moon in Pinghu) I hate releasing ponds and building fish prisons for no reason. When you come to Huagang today, are you willing to be bound? In the Yuan Dynasty, the tombs of the King of Yue and the King of E in Zhao Ziang were separated by grass, and stones and beasts were in danger in autumn.
Officials in Nandu look down on the state capital, but the people in the Central Plains still look forward to Wang Shi's banner. When a hero is killed, it is too late to regret, and the world is doomed.
Don't sing this poem to the West Lake. I can't sing it. Recalling the West Lake, Zhang Huangyan met Xizi Lake in his dream, but he woke up in his dream.