Poetry about Xiongzhou 1. Poems about Tengwangge
Poems by Teng Wangge
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Wang Bo
Wang Teng Linjiang Pearl, Ming Luan continues to sing and dance.
The painted building faces Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills at dusk.
The shadow of the idle cloud pool is long, and things change for a few years.
Where is the emperor in the cabinet today? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself.
Pavilion of Prince Teng
Author: Zhang Qiao
The ancient people visited this place and left the pavilion in the corner of the river.
There are overlapping waves and no idle clouds.
Swallow first when it is cold in the morning, and sail alone after the light returns.
Without the return of the camp, Lingge is full of old lakes.
Deng Deng Wang Teng Guan
Author: Li photo
Tengwangge Sangyi Prefecture, traveled here twenty years ago.
Half is not your Mo Wen. Good mountains grow in flowing water.
Step 2 write Teng's poems
Teng's poem Wang Bo
Wang Teng Linjiang Pearl, Ming Luan continues to sing and dance.
The painted building faces Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills at dusk.
The shadow of the idle cloud pool is long, and things change for a few years.
Where is the emperor in the cabinet today? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself.
Preface to Wang Teng Pavilion
Nanchang old county, Hongdu new house. The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected with Lu Heng. Three rivers and five lakes in Jin, controlling barbarians and attracting Ouyue. Wuhua Tianbao, the dragon lamp shoots the bull fighting market; Outstanding people, Xu Ru got off Chen Fan's couch. Xiongzhou fog column, handsome stars, pillow of Taiwan Province in late summer, the host and guest are all in the southeast. The commander-in-chief Gong Yanyi is elegant, and the halberd is in the distance; Fan Yi of Yuwen Xinzhou is temporarily stationed. Ten days holiday, win friends like a cloud; Welcome to the wedding. Teng Jiao, a poet of Meng; The Purple Temple and the General King's armory. Home is slaughter, Tao is name; What does a boy know? Bowing is always the winner.
In September, the sequence belongs to Sanqiu; The water is cold and the pool is clear, and the smoke is purple. Yan Yan is on the road, visiting the scenery, and worshipping; Near the Emperor Changzhou, it is the old fairy temple. Terraces are green and the sky is heavy; Feige is full of blood, and there is no land under it. Heting ancient bamboo, the haunt of poor islands; Gui Dian Lan Gong, the posture of mountains and hills. Embroidered, Yamahara full of vision, Kawasawa full of vision. Yan Lu, the hometown of Zhong Mingding's delicious food; Ge boat maze, green finch Huanglong axis. Rainbow sells raindrops, and the color area is bright. Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color. Fishing boats sing late and resound all over the coast of Peng Li; Yan Zhen was stunned by the cold, and his voice broke Hengyang's pu.
Have foresight and fly easily. Cool breeze blowing gently, singing white clouds. There are bamboos in Suiyuan, which makes Peng Ze angry. Shui Ye Zhu Hua, a pen shining in Linchuan. Four beautiful things, two are difficult to combine. Poor in the sky, leisure is very entertaining. The sky is vast and the universe is infinite; Joy begets sorrow and knowledge is empty. Looking at Chang 'an in the sun means that Wu Hui is in the clouds. The terrain is deep in the South Pole, high in Tianzhu and far from Beichen. It's difficult to climb mountains and mountains. Who feels sorry for the lost people? Meet by chance, full of foreign guests. When I miss the emperor, what year was I in the mysterious room?
Ha ha! Bad luck, ill-fated Feng Tang is easy to get old, and Li Guang is hard to seal. Qu Jiayi is in Changsha, not without a master; It's time to escape to the sonority of Haiqu. It depends on a gentleman's poverty and his talent for understanding life. When you are old and strong, would you rather be moved? Poverty is strong, not falling into the sky. I feel that Chanquan is very cool, but I am still very happy after doing it. Although Beihai is on credit, it can be accepted; The cold corner has gone, and the mulberry is not late. Meng's taste is noble and pure, and he has a heart to serve the country; You can't cry to the end of the road if you are crazy!
Bob, who is three feet short, is a scholar. There is no way to ask for it, and the final army will be weak; With a pen and a bosom, Mu Zong is Changfeng. Give up hair for a hundred years, and Wan Li will faint in the morning. It is not a treasure tree in Xie Jia, but a neighbor of Montessori. He is becoming more and more palace, and he is accompanying carp; This morning, I held a banquet for Longmen. Yang Yi doesn't pick up, caresses Lingyun and cherishes himself; What's shameful about playing with running water at the clock meeting?
Oh! There are not many resorts, so it is difficult to have a grand feast again. Lanting is gone, Zize Xu Qiu. Farewell words, thanks to Wei Wei; Climbing high to make a contribution is to hope the public. Dare to exhaust my sincerity, respectfully short quote, give a word, four rhymes. Please sprinkle the Panjiang River, and all parties pour their clouds: Linjiang Pearl, singing and dancing.
The painted building faces Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills at dusk. The shadow of the idle cloud pool is long, and things change for a few years.
Where is the emperor in the cabinet today? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself.
Titeng wangge
-Wen Tianxiang
The Wuyun window overlooks the rough waves and still carries the fragrance of Tang calligraphy.
At four o'clock in the sun and moon, the ecliptic is wide and the mountains and rivers are long.
Where is the return air? Who will sail alone in freezing rain?
Looking back on this decade of wandering, the new willow in front of the pavilion has already taken place.
Titeng wangge
Year: Song Author: Zhou Bi
When the towering pavilion meets the waterfront, it asks about the rise and fall.
Ming Luan Dong Ting knows where it is, and there is no one opposite Heshan.
Liuying sunset Zhu Jiang dusk, grass shop oblique Hino Tian Chun.
Flocks of seagulls are tired of sadness, too. They are closest to people who forget the plane.
3. Poems about sunrise
The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in the sun.
Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.
I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.
A hundred rivers go east to the sea, and when will they go west!
ceiba
Yuan Zhen
Trees are full of morning sunshine. They are full of sunshine. Rain and wind are scattered like makeup.
The leaves are thick and smoky, and the branches are hung low, embroidered on the wall. Seeing you in summer makes me feel more miserable and stay longer.
Youtianzhu temple
Year: Tang Author: Style: Five Dynasties Ancient
Morning Tianzhu Mountain, Hideyama Hall. Spring is blooming, and the mouth of the river is lingering.
Go straight to the solitary peak, and the peaks are small. In1February in Zhou Nan, the ground is warm and there is almost no ice and snow.
Green is full of cold mountains, and vines cover winter marshes. On the waterfall side of the flower niche, there is a stone forest with stone walls and blue tiles.
Ring the bell to gather people, and give food to gather apes and birds. Wash the mind, return to purity, and the heart is empty.
When you first know the world, everything will be disturbed.
On the twenty-first day of the bright moon, the county wine stove pavilion is full of beauty.
Year: Song Author:
Life is the morning dew, and things become waves on the water.
The vast universe is idle, so moral.
The new desire to go to Xishan in April failed to keep Cao Xiangnan in the afternoon and winter.
Year: Song Author: Hong
Chaoyang is in trouble, relying on the river.
Jiang Fei danced upside down, and the old wood rushed over to surprise the ape.
A group of immortals are also dramas.
The legendary swordsman between heaven and earth, who loses who loses.
Hand in hand with Zhao, a song for three thousand years.
The 28 songs written by the Khitans were immediately presented on the 60th day after they returned to the south.
Year: Song Author: Su Zhe
At the beginning of Nanyuan, I like to go to Long Ting. When you enter the fortress, you still have to read the moon.
Hanma also knows how fast it is to return to Italy. Chaoyang has been greeted by old friends.
After dancing and avoiding snow in winter, a finger comes back to life in the new year.
I want to see the lettuce in Xiongzhou, and the cheese porridge on it is vertical and horizontal.
The third son of fellow countryman Lu Jiao joined the junior high school boys' team, which was nothing before.
Year: Song Author: Yan Huan
Long live the words of saints for thousands of years.
It is not difficult to make a longitudinal guide.
Ling Chun is quite young, and the pearl tree can climb.
Pass me the melody of Chaoyang language, give up smoking and buy mountains.
The seventh of the Eight Birthday Movement in the Winter Palace was given to the Minister Sanjiu Palace.
Year: Song Author: Yang Yi
Wine is a gift, and food is enjoyment.
The morning dew shines and the stars are purple.
Shu Rong is full of virtue.
Advance and retreat, dignity and restraint.
Zhang Gongan, the left-behind, built a pavilion in Wen Wei, saying that Chaoyang had gone.
Year: Song Author: Zhang Wei
Japan's border is clear and civilized, and I would like to ask Asahi.
Put pen to paper, spring will turn into a cold valley, and poetry will break the city of sorrow.
The water in front of the eaves is easy to get, and the ground is flat and the sill is flat.
Quasi-quasi-quasi-public return to this road as a souvenir of the small collection.
4. What are the poems describing beautiful rivers and mountains?
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)
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. (Wang Zhihuan's "In the Heron Villa")
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns? (Li Bai's "Into the Wine")
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. (Wang Wei's "Chuangguan Fortress")
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. Su Shi's Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia.
The stars leaned down from the clearing, and the moon came running from the river.
Leaves fall like the waves of a waterfall, and I watch the long river always roll on Du Fu and climb up the mountain.
The lonely sail is far away, but I can send Meng Haoran to Guangling in the sky of the Yangtze River.
Tianmen breaks the Chu River, and Higashi Shimizu flows back to Li Baiwang Tianmen Mountain.
5. Ancient poems about homesickness
Xin Qiji, a village resident in Qingpingle.
Mao Yan is low and small, with green grass beside the stream. When drunk, Wu Yin is charming. Who has white hair? The eldest son hoes beans and the second son weaves chicken coops. He likes children scoundrels best, lying at the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.
Jiangcun village
Du Fu
The clear river winds around the village, and everything in the village looks elegant in the long summer.
Swallows on the beam fly freely, and blind dates in the water are similar and accompanied.
The old lady is using a chessboard, and the younger son is making a hook with an injection.
What do many diseases need more than drugs?
Children from Nanling entered Beijing.
(Tang) Li Bai
When I came back from the mountain, the liquor was maturing, and the yellow chicken grew fat in the autumn of grain.
Tell children to roast chicken and drink white wine, and children will get married and laugh.
Qing Qing Shuang sang drunk to comfort, drunk dancing won the glory in autumn and dusk.
The king of great powers struggled for a long time and rushed to the ground to catch up.
Quidditch's fool looked down on poor Zhu Maichen, and now I have left my hometown to go to Chang 'an and go to Qin in the west.
I went out with a big smile. How can I be a person who has lived in the wild for a long time?
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers?
He Zhangzhi: Back to Hometown
Watching the moon on fifteen nights
Wang Jian
Bai Shu cheered in the atrium,
Coody Leng silent wet osmanthus.
Tonight, the moon is full of hope,
I wonder who Qiu Si belongs to.
Melancholy Qiu Si
Ji Zhang
Look at the autumn wind in Luoyang,
The writer's book is full of meaning.
I can't talk about it in a hurry
Pedestrians came and opened again.
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Autumn wind songs
-Liu Yuxi
Where is the autumn wind?
Xiao Xiao sent the goose.
Chao lai ru Shu ting,
Lonely guests smell first.
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Endless desire
Nalanxingde
A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights at night. When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.
Tianjin Sha Qiu Si
Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
People miss home every day.
Xue Daoheng
Spring is only seven days away,
I have been away from home for two years.
When people return to the geese,
Think before and after.
Wash away the clear autumn for rainy days. The frost wind is getting colder and tighter, and the river is left out. Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears. Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home. Sigh for years, why stay. Want to be beautiful and build a new building? I hope I miss it a few times, and God knows the boat. Fighting for me, leaning against the railing, I'm worried.
Su Mu [Song] Zhou Bangyan
The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen letters from home. There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.
Letter from the capital [Ming] Yuan Kai
Write poems about history
Li shangyin
Looking at the countries and families of former sages, they became thrifty and extravagant.
Why should amber be used as a pillow, and the real pearl is a car?
If you don't meet Qinghai horse, it's hard to pull out the snake in Shushan.
Several people sang songs in the south in advance, and finally Cangwu cried for Cui Hua.
6. Ancient poems about architecture
Poetry:
Such as wings, thorns, birds and flies. "This is a poem in the Book of Songs that describes the palace architecture of the Zhou Dynasty. In the minds of the ancients, they naturally associated architectural modeling with birds.
Gong Fang Du Fu Mu
Erchuan dissolves and flows into the palace wall. Five steps to the first floor and ten steps to a pavilion. The corridor is waist-tied, and the eaves are high. Hold the terrain and intrigue.
Fight. Vegetables, ripples, honeycomb water vortex, I wonder if it will fall by tens of millions.
For example, Yunzhe Temple in Jiuhuashan Road and Liu Fuqiao in Qingyijiang Village in Xuanzhou Sending the Judge from Pei Tan to Zhou Shu, and "Autumn Mountain is sunny and rainy, leaning all over Jiangnan Temple Building" in Think twice about the past (I), all these show that Du Mu is quite appreciative of Buddhist architecture.
Genting Temple on Jiuhuashan Road and Liu Fuqiao in Qingyijiang Village —— Du Mu's Xuanzhou Sent Judge Pei Tan to Zhou Shu, Mu Mu wanted to enter the palace and return to Beijing.
Wandering in the clear rain and autumn mountains and leaning all over the temples and buildings in the south of the Yangtze River —— Three nostalgic poems by Du Mu (Ⅰ)
Nine-day Palace is Cold in the Morning and Ten-mile Building is Bright in the Moon —— Four Drums Outside Jiahui Gate by Lu You to Zhaigong in the Southern Suburb