What are the poems about Huangshan Mountain?

Seventeen Poems of Autumn Pu by Li Bai, a great poet in Tang Dynasty;

Qiupu apes are sad at night, and Huangshan Mountain is as white as a bald head.

Qingxi is not a long stream, but a heartbroken stream.

You can't go if you want to.

When to return to Japan, rain and tears are lonely.

Wen Tingyun, a great writer in the Tang Dynasty, sent Li Yidong home;

Huangshan is far away from Qin tree, and the purple forbidden city is inclined to Tongwei city.

Don't leave green willow hair on the road, the front stream is desert peanuts.

The breeze echoes the guests, and the sunset is attentive to the early warbler.

The golden urn has not been drunk, and the banquet song has been heard.

A letter from Guo Zhen, a poet and general in Tang Dynasty, to Liu Pai;

How can a vulgar official talk for three years? Every time he loses honor or disgrace.

It's easier to get old than to pay for a bosom friend.

The residual warbler in the imperial garden cries the sunset, and the drizzle in Huangshan returns to the porch.

Looking back at Han Jiacheng's house, who was going to sweep the heavy door yesterday?

Wang Wei, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, "respected the system of peace and holiness, and kept drinking in Wangchun Pavilion";

Outside Dongqingmen, Changle Small Garden, Yichun.

The building is built on thousands of wells and runs through the flowers.

Draw a snipe and move it to the prostitute's place. The golden mink is listed in the crowd.

Qingge invites the sunset and dances to the spring breeze.

Qin Ming Temple in Weishui, and Han Palace in Huangshan.

When the king reached infancy, he also worshipped the Sect.

Li Bai, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, lived by the lake of Su Zhi;

At dawn, I left my favorite Huangshan Mountain, and at dusk, I went to the beautiful Lake Priolepis.

Hidden green hills, heavy rain, rain columns like silver bamboo falling from the sky.

The leading workers and I washed the lotus-blooming lake clean.

The rain stopped in the middle of the night, the sky was wide open and the galaxy was dazzling.

Set out early tomorrow morning and go to Loushan, where the mountains are rolling.

I will take an axe with the old man to cut down the trees in the upper reaches of the stream.

Zhang Zhuo, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, was in the eastern suburb of Spring Festival;

Zhuan Xu thanked first, and Ju Mang replied.

Fly ash will be in season, and spring will be known tomorrow.

Test the three departments and welcome thousands of people.

Jade clothes make the altar clean.

Solemnly come to the Lord and return to Beichen archway.

Before the war, flowers were in the air and flags were in doubt.

Clouds gather on Huangshan Mountain, and ice opens on the shore.

The holy court celebrates many rewards, and I hope to recommend the application.

Zheng Gu, a famous poet in the late Tang Dynasty? Hui Luan:

The demon star Shen's Beijing is full of peace and harmony.

The general will be loyal to the monarch, and the monarch and his subjects will drive him back.

Tune to the wind and have classes in groups.

The fragrance is scattered in propaganda, but the dust is clear.

The balcony is new purple, and the clouds are old Huangshan.

Xiao Wei walked to the grave, and the suburbs in autumn watched leisurely.

The temple is free and sunny.

Hao Hao Shengping Song is full of songs.