(Wang Wan, "The next berth on the North Fort Mountain") 2. The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast. (Du Fu's Love Night) 3. Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait can't stop crying. The canoe has passed Chung Shan Man.
(Li Bai's Early Development of Baidicheng) 4. Qian Fan is on the side of the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun is in front of the diseased tree. (Liu Yuxi's "Yangzhou First Meeting to Enjoy Lotte") 5. Return to the boat in the evening and wander in the depths of the lotus.
(Li Qingzhao's dream) 6. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles. (Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry") 7. I want to cross the river very much, but I can't find a boat. I am lazier than you politicians. It's a shame.
Meng Haoran's Letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang) 8. I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun. (Li Bai's "Difficult to Walk (I)" 9. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.
(Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue) 10 I thought about the river, but I couldn't find a boat. I am more idle than you politicians. I am really ashamed. (Meng Haoran's Looking at Dongting Lake to Become Prime Minister) 1 1. Li Bai was about to leave by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore.
(Li Bai's gift to Wang Lun) 12 When my boat was sailing in a foggy berth, the day was getting dark and old memories began. (Meng Haoran's "A Night's Mooring on Jiande River") 13, Jun loves a leaf boat, and there are storms.
(Fan Zhongyan's Fisherman on the River) The canoe has sailed through Chung Shan Man, and people on the blue waves are swimming in a world of pictures. Last night, the boat was raining, and the river was very stormy. How about at night, the water brought you a feeling of home and rowed your boat for 300 miles?
2. Ancient poems about ships, 1, Yang Wanli in Song Dynasty.
On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat. No wonder it didn't rain. They opened the umbrella. They didn't want to protect the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward.
On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat. No wonder they open umbrellas when it doesn't rain. It turned out that they didn't want to shelter from the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward.
2,' Boat Night Book to Read' Qing Cha.
When the moon is dark and windy, the fishing lamp is high, and the firefly is lonely. Slight wind and waves, scattered like river stars.
There is no moon in the night, only the lights on the fishing boat. Lonely lights glow like fireflies in the boundless darkness. Breeze bursts, the river ripples, fishing lights are scattered on the water, and the river seems to have moved countless stars.
3, "The Yellow Sea Ship China People Ask for Sentences, See the Map of the Russo-Japanese War" Qiu Jin in Qing Dynasty.
Wan Li returns by the wind, and the East China Sea carries spring thunder alone. Endure to see the picture change color, willing to let Jiangshan pay for the ashes.
Thousands of miles away, I walked back and forth like a cloud, crossing the East China Sea alone with rolling spring thunder. I can't bear to see the map of the motherland become the territory of other countries. How can the splendid Jiangshan be reduced to ashes by the invaders?
4,' Snacks in the Boat' Tang Du Fu
In the cold wind, there is hardly a bite of rice, sitting on the ground, sitting on the ground, the crow is old, sewed many times, and wears a brown hat on his head. Spring water, rivers, so floating on the boat is like sitting in the clouds; My body is getting weaker and my eyesight is dim. Looking at the flowers on the shore is like a mist.
In the slight cold season, I barely ate a little, leaned against the promise and sat on the floor. Wuji was worn and sewed many times, wearing a brown hat on his head. Spring has come, the rising tide lifts all boats, and the rivers are vast, floating on the boat is like sitting in the clouds in the sky; I am weak and my eyes are dim. Looking at the flowers and plants on the shore, it seems that there is a layer of mist.
5, "Reading Nine Poems in the Boat" Tang Bai Juyi.
Read your poem in front of the lamp, the lamp goes out, and the sky is not bright. My eyes hurt when I read the poem, but I still sat in the dark when I turned off the light, and the wind blew the waves and beat the boat.
Read your poem in front of the lamp. After reading it, the light will go out soon, and it is still not bright. When I read this poem, I saw my eyes hurt. I put out the light and sat in the dark, blowing the waves against the wind and flapping the boat.
3. Ancient poems about fishing boats on the river
fan zhongyan
People who come to the river often only love perches.
Look at those poor fishermen, floating up and down in the big waves and rocking in the boats.
Zaofa baidicheng
Lipper
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are crying endlessly, and the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man.
A gift for Wang Lun.
Lipper
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
Xue Jiang
liu zongyuan
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat, a bamboo cloak, fishing alone in the cold snow.
Spend the night on Jiande River.
meng haoran
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
Song of Chang Gan
Cui Hao
Tell me, where do you live? Near here, next to the fishing pond? .
Let's catch our boat together and see if we belong to the same town. ..
My home is near Jiujiang, often near Jiujiang.
We were both born in Chang Gan, you and me! I have been a stranger since I was a child.
Zhu Xia is rainy and windy, and the lotus boat is getting thinner and thinner.
Then you can't treat each other and fight the trend alone.
Three rivers are urgent, and five lakes are surging.
The origin of flowers is light, but the lotus boat in Mo Wei is heavy.
A berth at the foot of Gubei Mountain.
Wangwan
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
4. What are the poems about ships in ancient poetry? The poems about ships in ancient poetry are:
1, a fishing boat, with two children, stopped on board. Yang Wanli (Song)
On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat.
2, a piece of spring sorrow for wine. The boat on the river rocked and the curtain moved upstairs. (Song) A prune and a boat cross the Wujiang River.
The boat is swaying on the Wujiang River, and I am full of spring worries. Seeing the wine curtain swaying on the shore to attract guests, I have the desire to drown my sorrows.
3, the moon is dark and windy, and the fishing lamp is high, and the firefly is alone. Cha (Qing), what I saw in the book Night on the Ship.
There is no moon in the night, only the lights on the fishing boat. Lonely lights glow like fireflies in the boundless darkness.
4. Zhou Fanbai is also popular. If you are worried, if you have hidden worries. I don't have any wine, so I can swim in Aoyi. Bai Zhou was anonymous (pre-Qin)
Bai Zhou is swinging, and the water waves in the river are endless. I can't sleep with my eyes open, and I am deeply worried. It's not that I don't want to drink good wine Let's relax and invite a trip.
5, the second son takes a boat, which is the general view. I miss you so much that my love is hard to get rid of. Two sons in the same boat is anonymous (pre-Qin)
You two left by boat and the boat drifted away. I miss you so much that I can't get rid of my feelings.
6. The second son left by boat. I am willing to consider my words, and there is no harm! Two sons in the same boat is anonymous (pre-Qin)
You two left by boat, and the shadow of the boat faded away. How I miss you! Stay out of trouble!
7, a white boat, by the river. I am arrogant, I am realistic. Death cannot defeat it. Mom is also a god! Don't forgive people! Yan Feng Baizhou Unknown (Pre-Qin)
The cedar boat drifted in the middle of the river. The boy with drooping hair is a good object in my heart. Till death do us part My God, my mother, why don't you understand me?
8. Hold a dragon boat today, blocking Suidi Road. The song of the boatman is anonymous (Sui Dynasty)
Today, I was pulling fibers for the emperor's dragon boat, and I was trapped on the embankment of a thousand miles.
9, the eye acid lamp is still sitting, the wind blows and waves. Bai Juyi (Tang), reading nine Yuan songs on the boat.
When I read this poem, I saw my eyes hurt. When I turned off the light, I was still sitting in the dark, flapping the boat with the waves blowing against the wind.
10, when the tide ebbs, there is no wind on the river, and the boat will benefit. Meng Haoran (Tang), crossing Zhejiang, asked the people on board.
After the tide, the river was calm and the wind had not yet started. Cross the river with you by boat.
5. What are the ancient poems with boat characters (Li Qingzhao's Dream) 6.
The poem 1 is related to the "boat". My boat and I, along the green water, an old man is fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. The apes on both sides of the river keep crying. They will return to the boat in the evening and I will sit on a fishing rod to keep my balance and lazily lean against a stream. (Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue) 10, Qian Fan, on the side of the sunken ship, returned to the ship at night.
I will sit on a fishing rod, lazily lean against the stream and start herons on the beach. (Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry") 7.
(Du Fu's Love Night) 3. A boat, a bamboo cloak. (Li Bai's "Early Making Baidicheng") 4.
(Liu Yuxi's "Yangzhou will enjoy Lotte at the First Meeting") 5. Mistaken into the depths of the lotus. (Li Bai's "Difficult to Walk (I)" 9. Wan Muchun, I'm ashamed. I'm lazier than you politicians. The breeze is rippling on the grass beach in front of the sick tree.
(Meng Haoran's "Dongting Lake Message to Premier Zhang") 8. Mistaken into the depths of the lotus root. (Wang Wan, "The next berth on the North Fort Mountain") 2. The river brings you a little sense of home, the sun is fading, and old memories begin, while my boat continues to anchor in the fog and pull your boat for 300 miles.
On one side of the sinking ship, Qian Fan crossed. For the ferry, the boatman cloud is the soul of the child, and there is no boatman in the wild ferry. Ai Jun's sea gate is a boat, and through the night, I look at my motionless tall mast. I want to cross the river, but I suddenly dream that I can't find a boat when crossing the river, but Li Bai wants to go by boat. Suddenly, he heard singing on the shore. He was fighting for crossing the sea in the storm. Before the sick tree, the spring tide brought rain late. How ashamed I am that politicians and canoes who are more idle than you have passed Chung Shan Man.
(Li Bai's gift to Wang Lun) 12, we wound our way under the blue mountain, but I suddenly dreamed that I was driving a boat and sailing towards the sun. (Meng Haoran's Looking at Dongting Lake and Adding the Prime Minister) 1 1, I wanted to cross the river, but I couldn't find a boat.
(Meng Haoran's Sleeping at Jiande River) 13.
6. The ancient poem with the word "boat" gave Fang a wonderful boat, and Xiyuan was a hidden talent.
Before the train sign, the rooster announced the dawn early. Cui's Ode to Harmony, Song of Picking Lotus, Jade Flowers and Red Hair, Golden Soup and Running Water.
When they meet, they are afraid of losing each other and try their best to pick lotus boats. Li Baiqin's song, Cai's Five Alleys, Lushui Qu, Lushui Ming Qiu Yue, Nanhu Cuisine Baiping.
Lianzi was charming as if she were talking to me, but she broke my medicine string. Cui Hao's zaju and Chang Gan's songs. Where is your home, near here, by the fish pond? ?
Stop the boat. I'm sorry, if we belong to the same town .. Cui Hao's miscellaneous songs are long and dry, and the waves are rising, and the boat is getting thinner.
Then you can't treat each other and fight the trend alone. Cui Hao's zaju song and Chang Gan's song "Three Rivers Parallel, Five Lakes Surging".
The origin of flowers is light, but the lotus boat in Mo Wei is heavy. Shi Jianwu's Zaju Songs and Ancient Songs Five poor Jiangbei women are used to singing Jiangnan songs.
Shake the Mulan boat, two bottles can't take a bath. Lu Chuanchuan leans on the Chunjiang River alone, with the stone bank in front of the ship.
The pedestrians in the mountains are broken, and the immortals are all alone. In Cui Guo Fu, the lotus songs are full of flowers, and the golden soup is full of water.
When they meet, they are afraid of losing each other and try their best to pick lotus boats. Wang Nan 'an canoe goes south, but it is difficult to return north.
I don't know anyone from Pu. Wang Wei, Huang Fu, Yue Yun, Xiping, Chichunchi, is deep and wide, and he will return alone.
Lush green leaves close and weeping willows sweep away. Pei Di Wangchuan has collected 20 Nan 'an boats, a letter and a slipway, as well as the shore of Nan 'an Lake.
In the sunset, sparkling. Pei Di Wangchuan has collected 20 paintings of Lihu Lake, which is vast and the sky is equally blue.
There was a long whistle on the ship, and the breeze blew from all directions. Pei Di Wangchuan collected 20 songs, which were located at the foot of Beishan Mountain and Nanshan Mountain, and the junction was near the lake.
Every time I go to collect firewood, the boat comes out. In Cui Hao's four long dry songs (one is Jiangnan song), Zhu Xia is full of waves, and the boat is getting thinner.
Then you can't treat each other and fight the trend alone. Cui Hao's four long dry songs (one is Jiangnan Qu) are characterized by the parallel flow of the three rivers and the wind rising in the five lakes.
The origin of flowers is light, but the lotus boat in Mo Wei is heavy. Zuyong, don't complain about the words, but the autumn boat leans over.
Looking at each other from afar, we can't return to the ship immediately. Chu, Guangxi, Jiangnan Qu, Four Qingjiang River in the end, high waves straight through the air.
I am used to living by the lake, and the boat is light and not afraid of the wind. Wang Changling sent Liu Shiwu Pingming River to be foggy and cold, and Ma Jiang sent it.
The boat is in Luoyang, indicating the month. Liu Changqing's trip to Chuzhou was shallow, and he asked Zhang if he was near, foggy and cold.
The water is shallow and late, where is the tide? Meng Haoran rowed in Beixi, where the stream was always full and touched the place with awe.
It's fun to follow the whirlpool. Why in the Five Lakes? Meng Haoran, a night berth on Jiande River, when my boat was sailing in the fog, the days were getting shorter and the ancient memories began.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. Meng Haoran asked about the ship at night, how big is the future.
Wantou is like a berth, and there is a storm in Huaihe River. Li Bai's Lushui Qu Lushui Yue, Nanhu picking white apples.
Lianzi was charming as if she were talking to me, but she broke my medicine string. Pan Lang Jiuquanzi remembered the West Lake a long time ago and watched it from the balcony every day.
Fishing boats in twos and threes. The island is in clear autumn.
The flute plays in the reeds. The trip to Bai Niao suddenly started.
Don't fiddle with the fishing rod. It's cold to think of water and clouds.
Liu Yongzao Mei Fang * Xi Qian Yinghai Xiahong, mountains and smoke. The scenery of the old capital is prosperous.
Draw a halberd at the gate of the bridge, facing the panoramic view and leaning against the golden pagoda. Lotus pond, willow pavilion, Hongqiao reflection, blue boat flying, tourists gathering and dispersing, in a lake.
In the Han and Yuan Dynasties, since the conquest of Lu, you were a military commander. Tired of raising the curtain for a long time, I returned to my hometown in the prime of my life.
There are few lawsuits in Zhai Ling, and the banquet hall is full of joy. Before Zhou Xing, he was afraid of the royal family, studied hard and made plans. Liu Yong's "The Flute Family" made the flute family's flowers grow in the West Garden, and the grass in the south smoked, the sun was shining, and it was warm and cold at first sight.
Paddle boats move, drink and feast, the silver pool is dyed, and the golden embankment is embroidered. Being a prince and grandson, there are many prostitutes, and they often carry their hands behind their backs.
Send people away, feel sorry for the beautiful scenery and feel old. Not too long.
On that day, the Imperial Capital, Lantang night candles, millions of gourds, painting pavilions and spring breeze, sold thousands of wines. I can't help it. I forgot the orchestra at the banquet, and I couldn't find the willow when I was drunk.
I'm Qin Lou, and Yu Di is dead, and the past is hard to recover. Empty resentment, looking at Xianxiang, relieved, tears wet the sleeves.
Yu Lin made Liu Yong feel cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest.
All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk sank into ChuTiankuo. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times.
What's more, it is a cold autumn festival. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.
After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to.
Liu Yongding built a long dike in the wind and rain, and the night wind started. The shower stopped, the eyes were sparse, the willows were jammed, and the arrows were thousands of miles away.
When you come here by boat, everyone competes for fame and profit. I miss sluts, drive all day and fight for the transfer of villages and towns.
What do you mean? Embroidered pavilions are lightly thrown, and brocade is hard to meet.
Nai travels widely, hates diseases, and has recently become familiar with them, which is very official. This kind of feeling, writing incense vertically, depends on who made it.
Counting Meng Guang, you will languish every day after hearing about me. Liu Yong went back to the DPRK and took a boat on the other side.
There is a rustling wind in the reeds. Sha Ting Su Yan is flying in the smoke, and the bridge is full of moonlight and frost.
It's dawn. Yao Lu Mountain is far away, and there are many battles.
People who come and go only paddle, and they are all famous guests. A look at the countryside closes the barrier between smoke and water.
Turn to your heart and have wings. Sad clouds hate rain, and the wax remains in the New Year.
Years old, flowers are fleeting. What are the benefits of Lang Ping's wind stems?
Go home, deep in the jade building, there is a person who still remembers each other. Liu Yong picked lotus flowers for moonlight harvest, and the clouds were pale with frost.
Western expedition, I feel bitter this time. Cui E sent Qi Lin by hand and rolled Zhu Hu again.
Thousands of charming faces, Ying Ying stood, speechless with tears, heartbroken, struggling to endure censorship. One-leaf orchid floats, and then you row to Ling Bo.
I love sex, but I don't know how to leave. All kinds of square inches, but annoying, everyone says the same.
Looking back, I can't see the heavy city. There are two or three smoke trees outside the cold river. The banquet hall in Liu Yunfeng is very deep.
It's raining and the summer heat is low. Colorful boats in the Flower Cave were flooded and stopped around Xun Qing.
The typhoon in Chu is fast, and the typhoon in Hunan is cold and has been covered. After sitting for a long time, the string is loose and the tube is brittle. Change the sound if necessary.
The more orchids love their hearts. It's hard not to be coquettish, and it's hard not to be spoiled.
On holidays, laughter, singing, shoes were invaded. When you are drunk, you must enjoy yourself and sing loudly.
Avoiding this is a waste of time, grasping the reins of fame and getting the lock. Liu Yong poured a glass of * and tried to leave the banquet. The blue boat stagnated and looked at Nanpu.
Knowing the world, it is difficult to make the moon long and round, and the colorful clouds gather in the town. If you count life, don't be sad if you don't care about parting. The most bitter words are divided into lovers.
Tears ran down Joan's face, like spring rain on pear flowers. Poor mother, Ying Ying is not in the mood.
* * * dimly disappeared, reunited hand in hand, said goodbye and left, and Youzi asked you to go again and again. Whisper in your ear.
7. Ancient poetry with boat characters (Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream" 6.
The poem 1 is related to the "boat". My boat and I, along the green water, an old man is fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. The apes on both sides of the river keep crying. They will return to the boat in the evening and I will sit on a fishing rod to keep my balance and lazily lean against a stream. (Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue) 10, Qian Fan, on the side of the sunken ship, returned to the ship at night.
I will sit on a fishing rod, lazily lean against the stream and start herons on the beach. (Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry") 7.
(Du Fu's Love Night) 3. A boat, a bamboo cloak. (Li Bai's "Early Making Baidicheng") 4.
(Liu Yuxi's "Yangzhou will enjoy Lotte at the First Meeting") 5. Mistaken into the depths of the lotus. (Li Bai's "Difficult to Walk (I)" 9. Wan Muchun, I'm ashamed. I'm lazier than you politicians. The breeze is rippling on the grass beach in front of the sick tree.
(Meng Haoran's "Dongting Lake Message to Premier Zhang") 8. Mistaken into the depths of the lotus root. (Wang Wan, "The next berth on the North Fort Mountain") 2. The river brings you a little sense of home, the sun is fading, and old memories begin, while my boat continues to anchor in the fog and pull your boat for 300 miles.
On one side of the sinking ship, Qian Fan crossed. For the ferry, the boatman cloud is the soul of the child, and there is no boatman in the wild ferry. Ai Jun's sea gate is a boat, and through the night, I look at my motionless tall mast. I want to cross the river, but I suddenly dream that I can't find a boat when crossing the river, but Li Bai wants to go by boat. Suddenly, he heard singing on the shore. He was fighting for crossing the sea in the storm. Before the sick tree, the spring tide brought rain late. How ashamed I am that politicians and canoes who are more idle than you have passed Chung Shan Man.
(Li Bai's gift to Wang Lun) 12, we wound our way under the blue mountain, but I suddenly dreamed that I was driving a boat and sailing towards the sun. (Meng Haoran's Looking at Dongting Lake and Adding the Prime Minister) 1 1, I wanted to cross the river, but I couldn't find a boat.
(Meng Haoran's Sleeping at Jiande River) 13.
8. Poems describing ships and ships clearly describe ships and ships:
Meng Haoran, a night berth on Jiande River
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
Banquet Speech-Wang Zhihuan
Under the long dike, the spring water is long and slowly flows through the Zhanghe River. Don't listen to the voice urging you to go. You can't sail in a shallow place like Taoxi.
From a berth in Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou-Meng Haoran
Listen to the cries of apes, listen to the river rushing in the dark. The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river. Jiande's scenery is good, but it's not my hometown. I still miss my old friends in Yangzhou. Recalling those two lines of tears that I couldn't restrain, I looked at the west side of the west bank and sent sadness to Yangzhou.
Listen to running water. -Wang Changling
Alone in the boat, on the moon in Fenglin, Zheng and the guest center are divided. The ridge color is heavy and heavy, and the string is broken and the tears are deep.
Seeing off a friend at Jingmen Ferry-Li Bai
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
Secretly write about boats and boats:
Early Cold Pregnancy-Meng Haoran
Leaves fall to the south and the north wind is bleak. My home is wandering by the river, and the sea of clouds is far away. I walked forward. I cried until my tears ran out and I returned to the sky. The smoke in the wind blurs where the ferry can be, and the vast river ripples in the sunset.
Send Du Fourteen to Jiangnan-Meng Haoran
Jason Wu, as a hometown connected with water, it is slim for you to go to Chunjiang. Where do the sails anchor at sunset? As far as the horizon is concerned, it breaks people's intestines.
Yellow Crane Tower —— Li Bai bid farewell to Meng Haoran on his way to Yangzhou
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
9. A famous poem about a boat (boat) Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will let go of my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
If you can't stay, you can get drunk and go to Lanzhou, see the green mountains and rivers, and pass by Xiaoying's crying place.
Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone.
The bow is finely ground, and the stern is fragrant.
The yellow hat reflects the mountain, the glass head is fat, and there is a smoke-curled sparrow tail furnace.
Apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man.
Two rivers surround a continent, so boats can't cross it.
Xing Jing returned to the boat late and strayed into the depths of the lotus.
Li Bai was about to go by boat when he heard singing on the shore.
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Begonia as a boat, laurel as a cloud, like a tent like a moon, like a hook.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
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.
My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
A boat on the river, a fisherman in his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower.
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.
Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng.
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