The poems written about Chongqing include:
1. "Early Departure from Baidi City/The Baidi Goes to Jiangling" Li Bai:
In the Chao Ci Ci of Baidi among the colorful clouds, A thousand miles to Jiangling can be returned in one day.
The apes on both sides of the strait can’t stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains.
2. "Moon Song of Mount Emei" by Li Bai:
The half-moon of Mount Emei in autumn casts its shadow into the water of Pingqiang River.
The clear stream flows towards the Three Gorges at night, and I miss you and go down to Yuzhou without seeing you.
3. "Night Rain Sends to the North" Li Shangyin:
You asked about the return date but the date has not yet been determined, and the night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond.
Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?
4. "Four Poems on Bamboo Branches" by Bai Juyi:
The water in Qutang Gorge is low, and Baidi City faces west in the first month.
When the song reaches the throat of the bamboo branch, the cold ape and the dark bird suddenly cry.
No one complains about the bitterness of the bamboo branches. I rest and smell it again in the quiet night of the mountain.
The barbarian boys and girls sang in unison, worried about killing Jianglou and his sick envoy.
The Badong boat went to Brazil, and the waves were full of wind and rain.
The cold flowers of Polygonum are clustered in red, and the wet leaves of Gracilaria are green and desolate.
Who is singing from the bamboo branches by the river? His voice is broken and his voice is late.
Guilai's poems about bitter fate are mostly poems by Sima Tongzhou.
5. "Climbing High" by Du Fu:
The wind is strong, the apes high in the sky howl in mourning, and the white birds fly back from the clear sand in Zhugong.
Boundless falling trees rustle, and the endless Yangtze River rolls by.
Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been sick for hundreds of years and only appears on the stage.
Hard and bitter, I hate the frost on my temples, and my new wine glass becomes muddy.
6. "Longmen Gorge" Chen Zi'ang:
Longmen was not carved by Yu, but the weirdness is a work of heaven.
Out of Ba Gorge in the southwest, it is different from other mountains.
The long sinus is painted five miles away, and it looks like it is embedded in the sky.
The stone in front of the turbulent water is surrounded by the waterfall, and the wind is blowing from the waterfall.
It flows day and night, spraying thinly into the dragon gate.
The situation of the Tanhe River is unpredictable, and the algae is covered with rainbows.
I am walking in the season month, and the smoke and scenery are melting in spring.
Jiang Guan is also very diligent, and his meaning is endless.
I swear to stop this incident and refine the medicine in this mountain.
The poems written about Chongqing include:
1. "Early Departure from Baidi City/The Baidi Goes to Jiangling" Li Bai:
In the Chao Ci Ci of Baidi among the colorful clouds, A thousand miles to Jiangling can be returned in one day.
The apes on both sides of the strait can’t stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains.
2. "Moon Song of Mount Emei" by Li Bai:
The half-moon of Mount Emei in autumn casts its shadow into the water of Pingqiang River.
The clear stream flows towards the Three Gorges at night, and I miss you and go down to Yuzhou without seeing you.
3. "Night Rain Sends to the North" Li Shangyin:
You asked about the return date but the date has not yet been determined, and the night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond.
Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?
4. "Four Poems on Bamboo Branches" by Bai Juyi:
The water in Qutang Gorge is low, and Baidi City faces west in the first month.
When the song reaches the throat of the bamboo branch, the cold ape and the dark bird suddenly cry.
No one complains about the bitterness of the bamboo branches. I rest and smell it again in the quiet night of the mountain.
The barbarian boys and girls sang in unison, worried about killing Jianglou and his sick envoy.
The Badong boat went to Brazil, and the waves were full of wind and rain.
The cold flowers of Polygonum are clustered in red, and the wet leaves of Gracilaria are green and desolate.
Who is singing from the bamboo branches by the river? His voice is broken and his voice is late.
Guilai's poems about bitter fate are mostly poems by Sima Tongzhou.
5. "Climbing High" by Du Fu:
The wind is strong, the apes high in the sky howl in mourning, and the white birds fly back from the clear sand in Zhugong.
Boundless falling trees rustle, and the endless Yangtze River rolls by.
Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been sick for hundreds of years and only appears on the stage.
Hard and bitter, I hate the frost on my temples, and my new wine glass becomes muddy.
6. "Longmen Gorge" Chen Zi'ang:
Longmen was not carved by Yu, but the weirdness is a work of heaven.
Out of Ba Gorge in the southwest, it is different from other mountains.
The long sinus is painted five miles away, and it looks like it is embedded in the sky.
The stone in front of the turbulent water is surrounded by the waterfall, and the wind is blowing from the waterfall.
It flows day and night, spraying thinly into the dragon gate.
The situation of the Tanhe River is unpredictable, and the algae is covered with rainbows.
I am walking in the season month, and the smoke and scenery are melting in spring.
Jiang Guan is also very diligent, and his meaning is endless.
I swear to stop this incident and refine the medicine in this mountain.
The poems written about Chongqing include:
1. "Early Departure from Baidi City/The Baidi Goes to Jiangling" Li Bai:
In the Chao Ci Ci of Baidi among the colorful clouds, A thousand miles to Jiangling can be returned in one day.
The apes on both sides of the strait can’t stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains.
2. "Moon Song of Mount Emei" by Li Bai:
The half-moon of Mount Emei in autumn casts its shadow into the water of Pingqiang River.
The clear stream flows towards the Three Gorges at night, and I miss you and go down to Yuzhou without seeing you.
3. "Night Rain Sends to the North" Li Shangyin:
You asked about the return date but the date has not yet been determined, and the night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond.
Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?
4. "Four Poems on Bamboo Branches" by Bai Juyi:
The water in Qutang Gorge is low, and Baidi City faces west in the first month.
When the song reaches the throat of the bamboo branch, the cold ape and the dark bird suddenly cry.
No one complains about the bitterness of the bamboo branches. I rest and smell it again in the quiet night of the mountain.
The barbarian boys and girls sang in unison, worried about killing Jianglou and his sick envoy.
The Badong boat went to Brazil, and the waves were full of wind and rain.
The cold flowers of Polygonum are clustered in red, and the wet leaves of Gracilaria are green and desolate.
Who is singing from the bamboo branches by the river? His voice is broken and his voice is late.
Guilai's poems about bitter fate are mostly poems by Sima Tongzhou.
5. "Climbing High" by Du Fu:
The wind is strong, the apes high in the sky howl in mourning, and the white birds fly back from the clear sand in Zhugong.
Boundless falling trees rustle, and the endless Yangtze River rolls by.
Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been sick for hundreds of years and only appears on the stage.
Hard and bitter, I hate the frost on my temples, and my new wine glass becomes muddy.
6. "Longmen Gorge" Chen Zi'ang:
Longmen was not carved by Yu, but the weirdness is a work of heaven.
Out of Ba Gorge in the southwest, it is different from other mountains.
The long sinus is painted five miles away, and it looks like it is embedded in the sky.
The stone in front of the turbulent water is surrounded by the waterfall, and the wind is blowing from the waterfall.
It flows day and night, spraying thinly into the dragon gate.
The situation of the Tanhe River is unpredictable, and the algae is covered with rainbows.
I am walking in the season month, and the smoke and scenery are melting in spring.
Jiang Guan is also very diligent, and his meaning is endless.
I swear to stop this incident and refine the medicine in this mountain.