Natural scenery poems

1, peach blossoms outside the bamboo, duck prophet of Chunjiang plumbing. Song. Two Late Scenes of Su Shi's Spring River in Hui Chong

2, wait for the east wind, colorful is always spring. Song. Zhu's Spring Day

There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue

4. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. -Wang Zhihuan is at the Heron Hotel.

5, Rizhao incense burner gives birth to purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs thousands of rivers. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. -Li Bai's Looking at Lushan Waterfall

6. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River. The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon. -Li Bai's Looking at Tianmen Mountain

7, Yangchun Budeze, everything is brilliant. -Long songs, ancient poems of Han Yuefu.

8. I wonder who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. -"Singing Willow" by Tang and Zhang Zhi

9. The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass is far away. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. -Han Yu, "Early Spring is Zhang Shiba, the Minister of Water Resources"

10, wet apricot rain with clothes, blowing cold breeze on the face. -The Southern Song Dynasty guide monk "Jueju"

1 1, flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. -Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang

12, the moon rises, and the sound is in the spring stream. -Wang Wei's "Birds Singing Stream"

13, once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky ...-Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"

14, the lake is full of moonlight, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. Look at the Dongting landscape. There is a green snail in the silver plate. -Liu Yuxi's "Looking at Dongting"

15, egrets fly in front of mount cisse, and peach blossoms and flowing water are rich in mandarin fish. Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, oblique wind whispers don't have to go back. -Zhang "Fishing Songs"

Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, and the vegetation is spring. -Du Fu's Hope for Spring

There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. -Wang Wei's Chai Lu

18, the bright moon rises from the mountain of heaven, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai

19, the spring tide brought rain late and hurried, and there was no boat to cross the field. -Wei in Xixi Chuzhou

20. After a brief encounter, Jingting Mountain is the only place. -Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain

2 1, beans were planted at the foot of Nanshan, and the grass was covered with bean seedlings. -Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden

22. Old trees shade short eaves, and rattan helps me cross the east of the bridge. The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. Song. Zhinan's quatrains

23, people are idle osmanthus, and the night is quiet. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. Don. Wangwei's Bird Watching Creek

24, Jasper makeup into a tree height, ten thousand hanging moss tapestry. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Don. He Zhangzhi's "Singing Willow"

25. Mangroves and green hills are dying, and grass in the long suburbs is endless. Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring. Song. Ouyang Xiu's Spring Tour in Fengle Pavilion

26. The rain in Tianjie is crisp, and the grass color is close but not close. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. Don. Han Yu's Early Spring was presented to 18 members of Zhang Shui Department.

27. The lake here in August is an air with heaven. Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang. I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish. -Meng Haoran's A Letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang