Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and lotus leaves are He Tiantian. Fish play between lotus leaves. Fish plays lotus leaf east, fish plays lotus leaf west, fish plays lotus leaf south and fish plays lotus leaf north.
2. The northern folk song "Chile Song":
Chile River, under the Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like a vault, and the cage covers four fields. The sky is grey and wild, and the wind blows grass and sees cattle and sheep.
3. Luo Binwang's Ode to Goose:
Goose, Goose, Goose, Xiang Tiange. White feather, floating in the green water; Red on the soles of the feet, Toggle the clear water.
4. Li Qiao's "Wind":
Three autumn leaves can bloom in February. Scraping the surface of the river can lift the thousands of feet waves, blowing into the bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt.
5. He Zhizhang's "Chanting Willow":
Jasper is dressed as a tree with ten thousand green silk tapestries hanging down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
6. Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci":
The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and it is a lonely city, Wan Ren Mountain. Why use the sad willow song to complain about the spring delay, the old Yumen pass, a spring breeze is not blowing ah!
7. Wang Zhihuan's at heron lodge:
mountains cover the white sun, and oceans drain the golden river. to ascend another storey to see a thousand miles further
8. Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn:
I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds. After one night of wind and rain, how many are the fallen flowers.
9. William Wang's "Liangzhou Ci":
Glowing glass of grape wine, if you want to drink pipa, you should be urged immediately. Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times?
1. Wang Changling's
In Qin Dynasty, the moon was closed in Han Dynasty, but the people on the Long March were not returned. If the attack on the dragon city of Wei Qing and flying general Li guang are alive today, the Huns will not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.
11. Wang Changling's "at hibiscus inn parting with xin jian":
Cold rain enters Wu at night even in the river, and seeing off visitors to Chu Mountain in plain sight. Friends, if Luoyang friends ask me to come; Just say that I still bing Xin Okho, adhere to faith!
12. Lu Chai by Wang Wei:
there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, and yet I think I hear a voice. The shadow of the setting sun came into deep forest, and the landscape was pleasant on the moss.
13.
Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er to Anxi": Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. Sincerely advise my friend to dry a cup of wine, west out of the yang Guan, it is difficult to meet relatives.
14. on the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong by Wang Wei:
Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my family more often during festivals. Think of the brothers body boarded up high, will also because of less than I have a regret.
15. Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night:
so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?. I raise my head to gaze at the moon, Lowering my head, my nostalgia comes around.
16. Li Bai's A Journey to the Moon in Gulang:
I don't know the moon when I was a child, so I call it Bai Yupan. Suspect it is the Yao Platform, flying in the sky above the sky. Immortals hang their feet, Yushu and Tuantuan. The white rabbit smashed the medicine and asked who to eat with.
17. Looking at Lushan Waterfall by Li Bai:
The incense burner in Rizhao is full of purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of Sichuan. The high bluff on the high cliffs, as if there were a few thousands of feet, people trance thought that the galaxy from heaven to fall into the world.
18. Li Bai's "A Gift to Wang Lun":
Li Bai was about to leave by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. Even if the peach blossom pond is so deep, it is not as deep as wanglun to see off my love.
19. a farewell to meng haoran on his way to yangzhou of the Yellow Crane Tower by Li Bai:
An old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. The lonely sail is far from the blue sky, but I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
2. Li Bai's
. Cross - strait ululation of apes, also in the ear ceaselessly crowing unconsciously, the canoe has passed the heavy castle peak.
21. Looking at Tianmen Mountain by Li Bai:
Tianmen interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flowed eastward back here. The castle peak confrontation between the two sides is difficult to compete, meet a leaf boat leisurely comes from the horizon.
22. Gao Shi's Bie Dong Da:
A thousand miles away, it's sunny in Huang Yun, and the north wind blows geese and snow in succession. The eldest husband is poor and who is willing, today meet can not pay for drinks.
23. Du Fu's quatrains:
Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets rise to the sky. My window frames the snow-crowned western mountain scene. My door oft says to eastward-going ships “Goodbye”
24. Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night:
Good rain knows the season when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river boat is bright. Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers are heavy in Jinguan City.
25. Du Fu's "Jueju":
It's beautiful when the sun is late, and flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze. The swallows are busy building their nests in wet mud, and sleeping in pairs in warm sand.
26. Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside":
The flowers in Huangsi's maiden are full of exotic flowers, and thousands of flowers are low. Sentimentally attached attached to the fragrance of flowers butterfly in the dance, freedom in the soft and soft warbler is just happy to sing.
27. Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer:
the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother, makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy. Before departure, a needle was stitched together, afraid of the son came back late clothes damaged. But how much love has the inch-long grass, did you get three spring rays?
28. Jiang Xue by Liu Zongyuan:
a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint. A boat on the river, a fisherman in his bagworm moths; Fishing alone, not afraid of snow and ice attack.
29. Jia Dao's a note left for an absent ecluse:
when I questioned your pupil, under a pine-tree, "My teacher," he answered, "went for herbs". But toward which corner of the mountain, how can I tell, through all these clouds?.
3. Zhang Ji's "a night-mooring near maple bridge":
frosty night, Jiang Feng fishing and sleeping. The lonely cold mountain temple in the city outside the city of Suzhou, the sound of the bell ringing in the middle of the night passed to the passenger ship.
31. Zhang Zhihe's Fisherman's Song:
Egrets fly in front of the Mount Cisse, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat. An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat, wearing a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain, leisurely and leisurely fishing, he was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery, even the rain did not go home.
32. Lu Lun's
Song of the Plug: high in the faint moonlight, wildgeese are soaring, tartar chieftains are fleeing through the dark. Just about to lead the light cavalry to catch up, the snow falls full of bow knives.
33 Liu Yuxi's Looking at the Dongting Lake:
The lake and the moon are in harmony, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. Looking at Dongting from afar, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
34. Liu Yuxi's "Langtaosha":
The sand in the Wan Li of the Yellow River has nine twists, and the waves and winds blow from the horizon. Since you come from the sky, now seems to fly directly to the milky way galaxy, please take me to the sky, gathered into the galaxy, together to the cowboy and weaver's home.
35. Bai Juyi's Farewell to the Prairie Grass:
boundless grasses over the plain, come and go with every season. Wildfire cannot burn it out, and spring wind's blow can bring it back to life. Wild grass wild flowers spread over the ancient road, the end of the grass under the sun is your journey. O Prince of Friends, you are gone again, it's so sad.
36. Bai Juyi's On the Pool:
The little baby propped up the boat and stole the white lotus back. He did not know how to hide the trail, the duckweed on the water left a boat across the trail.
37. Bai Juyi's Memories of Jiangnan:
Jiangnan is good, and the scenery was once familiar. When spring comes, the sun rises from the surface of the river, and the flowers on the river are brighter than red, the green river green more than blue grass. How can we call people not miss the south of the Yangtze river?
38. Li Shen's "Compassion for Farmers" (I):
When weeding at noon, sweat drips into the soil. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard.
39. Li Shen's "Compassion for Farmers" (II):
If you plant a millet in spring, you will reap ten thousand seeds in autumn. Under heaven there is no waste of heaven and earth, and the labouring peasants are still starved to death.
4. Du Mu's Mountain Walk: