Poetry about the mountains and rivers on the border of the motherland 1. What poems describe the mountains and rivers of the motherland?
Poems describing the great rivers and mountains of the motherland
Wang Dongting sits alone in Jingting Mountain and remembers Jiangnan.
Liu Bai Bai Juyi
The lake and the moon are in harmony, the birds are flying high, the south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is familiar.
There is no wind on the pool surface, and the mirror is not polished. Lonely clouds go to leisure alone. At sunrise, the red flowers in the river win the fire.
Looking at Dongting Lake in the distance, I can never get tired of seeing it, and the riverside is as green as blue.
Green snail in a silver plate. Only Jingting Mountain. Can you not remember Jiangnan?
Luchaiwang Lushan Waterfall Wangtianmenshan Wuyi Lane
Wangyuxi
In there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, the incense burner in Rizhao gave birth to purple smoke, and the Chuhe River opened its doors and doors, and weeds bloomed beside the Suzaku Bridge.
But I hear people talking about it. Looking at the waterfall hanging in front of Sichuan. Clear water flows eastward behind this. The sun sets at the entrance of Wuyi Lane.
Back into the deep forest, flying straight down to thousands of feet, with green hills on both sides facing each other, Lao Wang Xie Tangyan.
Shine on the green moss again. It's been nine days since I suspected that the Milky Way had set. Lonely sails come from the sun. Fly into the homes of ordinary people.
Drinking in the lake is clear after the rain.
Su Shi
The water is bright and clear,
It's rainy in the mountains.
In order to compare the West Lake with the West Lake,
Heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.
Du Fu
Wang Yue
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is!
Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.
The creator endowed all the mysterious nature here with elegance,
And then what? The day immediately enters dawn and dusk. ..
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy,
Birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ..
Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see,
All the other mountains are dwarfed under the sky. ..
Climbing Yueyang Tower
I've always heard that Dongting Lake,
Now I finally climbed the tower.
My east is Wu, and my south is Chu.
I can see the endless floating of heaven and earth.
But my relatives and friends didn't give me news,
I am old and sick, and I am alone with my boat.
There are wars and mountains to the north of this wall.
How can I not cry by the railing? .
2. Poetry about the great rivers and mountains of the motherland
1, the mountain covers the day, and the ocean drains the golden river. -Wang Zhihuan is at the Heron Hotel.
There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. -Wang Wei's Chai Lu
3. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that other mountains are dwarfed under the sky ...-Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
The stars tilt down from the open place, and the moon runs from the upper reaches of the river. -Du Fu's "Expressing My Mind at Night"
6. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue
7. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. Make further progress-Wang Zhihuan's "Heron Tower"
8. The Han tablet looks at Shandong, the Tang tablet looks at Xi 'an, and the Song tablet looks at Guilin. -Proverbs
9. The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai
10, Guilin is the best in the world.
1 1, the desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. -Wang Wei's March on the Fortress
12, the Yellow River falls into the East China Sea, and Wan Li writes it in his mind. -Li Bai's "Give Pei Fourteen"
13, the Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. -Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci"
14, the river of no return, a romantic figure through the ages. -Su Shi's "Niannujiao Red Cliff Nostalgia"
15, the castle peak can't be covered, after all, it flows eastward. -Xin Qiji's "Bodhisattva Man's Mouth-making Wall Book in Jiangxi"
16, Tianmen interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and Higashi Shimizu flowed here. -Li Bai's Looking at Tianmen Mountain
17, sailing alone in the blue sky, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. -Li Bai, "Send Meng Haoran to Guangling"
Leaves fall like a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward. -Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain"
3. Ancient poems describing the magnificent mountains and rivers of the motherland
The ancient poems describing the magnificent mountains and rivers of the motherland are:
1, Meng Haoran's Letter from Dongting Lake to Prime Minister Zhang in Tang Dynasty
Original text:
The autumn water rises and almost blends with the shore, mixing water and sky with the sky. 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. When I sit here and watch a fisherman throw a hook, I envy his catch in vain.
Translation:
In August, Dongting Lake rose to almost the same height as the shore, and the water and sky set each other off, making it difficult to distinguish. Yunmeng Ozawa's steam transpiration is in vain, and the stormy waves seem to shake Yueyang City.
I want to cross the lake, but I can't find the boat. I'm ashamed of the wise king in Ming Sheng's time. Sitting and watching how carefree the fishermen are, it's a pity that they can only have empty thoughts.
2. The Flood of Hanshui by Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty
Original text:
Three branches in the south reach Chu territory, and nine branches flow to Jingmen. The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no.
Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky. These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! .
Translation:
Chu frontier fortress is connected with the water of Sanxiang, and nine factions meet at the foot of Jingmen Mountain. The river is rolling like a rushing world, and the green hills are always looming in the mist.
Stormy battlements seem to float on the river, and big waves roll in the air as if shaking. The scenery in Xiangyang is really wonderful. I want to stay here with Shan Weng and get drunk.
3. Song of Chile, a folk song in the Southern and Northern Dynasties.
Original text:
Chilechuan at the foot of Yinshan Mountain.
The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields.
The sky is wild, and the wind and grass are moving to see cattle and sheep.
Translation:
At the foot of Yinshan Mountain is the vast plain of Chile.
The sky is like a huge tent, covering the whole of Yuan Ye.
The blue sky is endless and the green fields are endless. A gust of wind blew and the grass hung low, revealing flocks of cattle and sheep grazing.
4. Su Shi's title of Xilin Wall in Song Dynasty
Original text:
Looking at Lushan Mountain from the front and side of peaks and valleys, from far, near, high and low places, Lushan Mountain presents various faces.
I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there.
Translation:
Seen from the front and side, Lushan Mountain is undulating and peaks stand tall. Seen from afar, near, high and low, Lushan Mountain presents various appearances.
The reason why I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain is because I am in Lushan Mountain.
5. Early Spring in South Lake by Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty
Original text:
The clouds have gone, the wind and rain have stopped, the weather is just right, and the sun shines on the lake to form a reflection, which has a warm feeling. Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight.
The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff. It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased.
Translation:
The dark clouds dispersed, the wind and rain stopped, the weather just cleared up, and the sun shone on the lake to form a reflection, which had a warm and lively feeling. Full of apricots, broken red spots; The floating apples on the lake are as endless as a neat lawn.
The rain on the white goose was not dry, and its wings became heavy, so it had to fly low. The yellow owl's tongue is also quite rough and doesn't listen to her. It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that my body and mind are getting older every year and my interest is decreasing.
6. Zhong Nanshan by Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty.
Original text:
The majestic Tian Yishan is close to Chang 'an, and the mountains continue to extend to the sea. The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared.
The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are different. Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?
Translation:
The towering Mount Zhongnan seems to be very close to Chang 'an, and the mountains extend far and wide to the seaside. Looking back at the rolling white clouds below, the fog in front of the green eyes disappeared.
The towering Mount Zhongnan can be separated from Suzhou, and the mountains and rivers are different. I want to stay here for one night and ask the woodcutter across the river.
7. Li Bai saw Tianmen Mountain in the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island.
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
Translation:
Tianmen Mountain was broken in the middle by the Chu River, and the clear water flowed eastward and turned back here.
The towering green hills on both sides of the river stand across the Yangtze River, and a solitary boat on the river is coming from the edge of the sun.
8. In the Heron House by Wang Zhihuan in the Tang Dynasty.
Original text:
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.
By going up one flight of stairs, look further.
Translation:
Near the mountain, the sun sets, and the Yellow River flows eastward into the sea.
If you want to see a thousand miles of scenery, please climb the building again.
9. Du Fu's "Wang Yue" in Tang Dynasty
Original text:
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.
Layers of white clouds, cleaning the gully on the chest; The flat bird flew into the eye socket. Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
Translation:
What is the beauty of Mount Tai in Dongyue? Walking out of Qilu, the mountains are still vivid. Magical and natural, gathering thousands of beautiful scenery, south of the mountain and north of the mountain, separating morning and dusk.
Layers of white clouds, clean up the gullies in the chest; Go back to the birds and fly into the eyes of the scenery. We must climb to the top of Mount Tai and overlook the mountains with great pride.
4. Poetry about the magnificent mountains and rivers of the motherland
Poetry 1 describes the great rivers and mountains of the motherland. The Yangtze River is a river of no return, a romantic figure through the ages. Su Shi's "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia" stars lean in the open, and the moon flows at night to the riverside. Du Fu's "Leaves fall like waterfalls and water rises" I think the long river is always rolling on Du Fu, and the lonely sail is far away. Li Bai's "Send Meng Haoran to Guangling" flows through the Yangtze River, and the Chu River is interrupted. The clear water flows eastward back to the beginning of the mountain-end plain of Tianmen Mountain, where Li Bai looks, and the river flows into the river (Li Bai's "Farewell to Jingmen Ferry" 2. Yellow river 1. You can't see how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return. Wan Li wrote Li Bai's Yellow River Falling into the East China Sea in his mind. Li Bai gave Pei 3 for the fourteenth time. The Yellow River, far above the white clouds, is an isolated city in Wan Ren Mountain. The sea has exhausted the Golden River, but you can broaden your horizons for 300 miles as long as you walk up a flight of stairs. This is the Heron Villa in Wang Zhihuan. 5. The desert is lonely, and the long river sets the yen. The scenery of Guilin is the best in the world. On the blue waves, people look at the landscape paintings of Guilin in the Han tablet in Shandong, the Tang tablet in An and the Song tablet in Guilin. 4. Hangzhou's poems about Hangzhou are mostly around the West Lake. For example, if you want to compare the West Lake with the West Lake, light makeup and heavy makeup are always appropriate. "Describe the autumn moon in Pinghu, West Lake: Wanqing Lake is as flat as a mirror, and it is sunny at four o'clock, preferably in autumn. (Especially the two poets of the West Lake) Tender and cold urge the guests to leave, and recite poems with wine. Red leaves are all over the mountains, clear springs and clear stones, and there are several hearts. Sanshengxi Bridge said goodbye and was disappointed. Still the same. This is a time when I woke up at the top of Yun Qi, when I missed you. When shall I make an appointment in the future, and I'll send you plum branches first? Spring tour of Qiantang River, Baijuyi Gushan Temple is in the northwest of Jiating, and the water level is low. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring. Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass cannot have horseshoes. I love the lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shadow of Populus davidiana. The most unforgettable place in Jiang Nanyi is Hangzhou: looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the moon and watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you come again? Jiang Nanyi, followed by martial arts: Wu Jiu drank a cup of spring bamboo leaves, and Wu Wa danced and drank hibiscus. Meet again sooner or later. West Lake Ten Chants (Tanchun, Su Causeway Chunxiao) sing in the garden, the herons in Zhongzhou rise, and the clock is sparse in Yun Qi. As for Leng Xiang ditch, the lights are dim, the dust is flying, and the grass is still singing in the dream. Scratching my ears and scratching my cheeks, rolling the curtains, I know where to go, and where the willow bridge grows. The second Fengcheng opened. I just got up early when I was young and didn't feel too cold. I draw a fence to stand the east wind, who will sweep the old red. " "Hangzhou of Fujian" is selected from "All Tang Poems". Author: MouRong west wind blowing cold mink, non-stop on the road. Sails take the sunset over Pu, and hearts follow the bright moon to Hangzhou. When the wind is clear, I am surprised by my hometown dream, and I don't feel sad when I listen to music under the lamp.
5. Poems describing the famous mountains of the motherland
Hehe, let's talk about the famous mountains of the motherland first:
Three mountains: Huangshan in Anhui, Lushan in Jiangxi and Yandang Mountain in Zhejiang.
Four famous Buddhist mountains: Wutai Mountain in Shanxi, Emei Mountain in Sichuan, Jiuhua Mountain in Anhui and Putuo Mountain in Zhejiang.
Four famous Taoist mountains: Wudang Mountain, Qingcheng Mountain, Longhu Mountain and Yun Qi.
Wuyue: Hengshan Mountain in Beiyue, Huashan Mountain in Xiyue, Taishan Mountain in Dongyue, Hengshan Mountain in Nanyue and Haozhong Mountain in Zhongyue.
Let's talk about famous mountain poems first:
1, there are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
2. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan: At Lusu)
3. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky ... (Du Fu: Looking at Yue)
Although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. (Wang Wei: Chai Lu)
6. The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. (Li Bai: "Guan Shanyue")
7. Seeing each other late, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain")
8. Plant beans in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)
9, Rizhao incense burner rises purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs thousands of rivers. (Li Bai: "Looking at Lushan Waterfall")
10, we look at the green trees around your village and the light blue in remote mountainous areas. Meng Haoran's Passing the Village for the Aged
1 1, Wan Li goes to Rongji, and the mountains are flying. Mulan Poem
12, west of Jiating in the north of Gushan Temple, with gentle water level and low cloud feet. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
13, and then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only hoofprint behind him. Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home.
14, the apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man. Li Bai's "Early Making Baidicheng"
15, but make Longcheng fly, and don't teach Huma to spend Yinshan. Wang Changling's "Out of the Plug"
16, the Yellow River is far above the white clouds, an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci
17, there is no way to recover from heavy mountains and heavy waters, and there is another village. Lu you's trip to Shanxi village
18, under the east fence of chrysanthemum picking, leisurely see Nanshan. Tao Yuanming's drinking
19, I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only on this mountain. (Su Shi: "Title Xilin Wall")
Hehe, I hope I can help you ~ O(∩_∩)O~
6. What poems describe the mountains and rivers of the motherland?
1, at the heron hotel
Author Wang Zhihuan, Tang Dynasty.
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.
By going up one flight of stairs, look further.
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The sunset slowly sinks beside the western hills, and the Yellow River rushes to the East China Sea. If you want to see the scenery of Wan Li, you must climb a higher tower.
2. Berthing Guazhou
Author Wang Anshi, Song Dynasty
Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?
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Jingkou and Guazhou are only separated by a water, and Zhongshan is only separated by several heavy green mountains. The mild spring breeze has turned the south bank of the great river green again. Bright moon in the sky, when can you follow me home?
3. Drink two songs of Chu Qingyu in the lake. Second.
Author Su Shi, Song Dynasty
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.
If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.
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On sunny days, the West Lake is full of blue waves. In the sunshine, radiant, beautiful. When it rains, the distant mountains are shrouded in misty rain, and their eyes are confused. The hazy scenery is also beautiful. If the beautiful West Lake is compared to a beauty, then whether it is light makeup or heavy makeup, it can always set off her natural beauty and charming charm.
4, the title Xilin wall
Author Su Shi, Song Dynasty
Looking at Lushan Mountain from the front and side of peaks and valleys, from far, near, high and low places, Lushan Mountain presents various faces.
I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there.
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Seen from the front and side, Lushan Mountain is undulating and peaks stand tall. Seen from afar, near, high and low, Lushan Mountain presents various appearances. The reason why I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain is because I am in Lushan Mountain.
5. Changsha Qinyuanchun
Author Mao Zedong Dynasty Modern
Independent cold autumn, Xiangjiang River north, Orange Island. You see the mountains and plains, and the layers of forests are all dyed; The river is full of water, and hundreds of people compete for the flow. The eagle strikes the sky, the fish is shallow, and all kinds of frost fight for freedom. Lonely, ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs?
I took a hundred couples on a trip to reminisce about the past years. Just a classmate and teenager, in full bloom; Scholar spirit, Fang Qiu. Pointing out the maze, inspiring words, the dirt in Wan Huhou that year. Remember hitting the water in the middle stream and the waves stopped the speedboat?
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On a crisp autumn day in late autumn, I watched the clear water of Xiangjiang River slowly flow northward. I stood alone in orange island. You see that ten thousand peaks in Qian Qian have turned red, and layers of trees seem to be stained with color. The river is crystal clear, and the big ships are racing against the wind and waves.
The eagle flies briskly in the vast sky, the fish swims briskly in the clear water, and everything competes for free life in the Qiu Guang. Facing the boundless universe, I want to ask: Who will decide the rise and fall of this boundless earth?
In retrospect, my classmates and I often come here hand in hand to play. Talking about state affairs together, countless extraordinary years still haunt me.
Students are in their youth and prime of life; Everyone is ambitious, unrestrained and strong. Commenting on state affairs, writing these turbulent and clear articles, treating the warlords and bureaucrats at that time as dirt. Do you remember when we were swimming in a place where the river was deep and fast, the waves almost blocked the speeding boat?
7. What poems describe the mountains and rivers of the motherland?
The Yangtze River, which is gone forever, is a romantic figure through the ages. In Su Shi's Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia, the stars fall from the open space, the leaves fall like a waterfall, and the moon runs on the river. Du Fu's night tour, climbing high into the distance, I think the long river is always rolling on Du Fu, sailing like a sky, but Li Bai saw Meng Haoran go to Tianmen in the Yangtze River Guangling, interrupting the opening of the Chu River, and Higashi Shimizu flowed back to the beginning of the mountain plain where Li Bai saw Tianmen Mountain. The river flows into the river (Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry") 2. Yellow river 1. Have you ever noticed how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return? Wan Li will remember Li Bai's The Yellow River Will Enter the East China Sea. Li Bai gave Pei 3 for the fourteenth time. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds. It is an isolated city in Wan Ren Mountain. Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci 4. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. Go up a storey still higher Wang Zhihuan's "In the Heron Villa" 5. The desert is lonely, and the long river sets the yen. Wang Wei's "Climbing to the Top" looks at Lushan Waterfall, and Li Bai's incense burner emits purple smoke. Look at the hanging waterfalls in Qianchuan. It is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days. Looking across the ridge, it becomes a mountain peak, and the distance is different. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I was born in this mountain. Li Bai Tianmen cut off the Chu River, and the water was clear to the east. Endless green spans Qilu and Qilu. The creator has given all mysterious natural grace here, and? The day immediately enters dawn and dusk. , Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. Once you climb to the top of the mountain and peek, you will see that other mountains are short under the sky ... I have long heard of Dongting Lake, and now it is on Yueyang Tower. In the southeast of Wu Chu, Gankun floats day and night. There is not a word between relatives and friends, and he is old, sick and alone. Ma Rong shut the mountain in the north, crying and crying. "Jueju" Two orioles singing green willows, on a line of egrets. Mambo Wu Dong Wan Li Ship. Not to mention diving on Ruoya Lake in spring, the jubilation of thinking is endless. I took it forward. No matter what came, my boat and I, before the evening breeze, passed flowers and entered the lake. At dusk, we turned to Xigu, where I looked at Nanxing on the other side of the mountain. Smoke disappears in the pool, and the moon falls behind in the forest. This is a cause of trouble and proliferation. Wang Wei's Qingxi entered Huanghuachuan, and every time he chased Qingxi, he would follow the mountain, and the interesting way was not a hundred miles away. There are many weeds on the river bank. In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water. Oh, stay on the wide and flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! Its huge height is close to the city of heaven, connecting Qian Shan to the corner of the sea. Yun, when I looked back, followed me, Ai Qing entered Zhongnanshan. The peak changes at the dividing line, and the valley is different. If you want to leave someone behind, ask the woodcutter on the other side. Meng Haoran's "Autumn Mountains and Mountains Send to Zhang Wu" is in the white clouds of Beishan. The hermit climbed up from the other side, and his heart flew away with the geese. Worried. If the weather in autumn is not so refreshing and clear, I look at the river bank, with the villagers returning home, the flat sand crossing is inclined, there are trees on the horizon like a row of grass, and an island on the edge of the river is like the moon. I hope you will come to see me, with a basket of wine, a message from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang's water in August Lake, with the air in the sky, steaming clouds and dreams, shaking Yueyang City, and wanting to help nothing. I sail alone on the moon, I am a stranger, and Wei Yang misses the past. Two long tears flow eastward to find the nearest touch of the sea. On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops. Bamboo trails lead to secluded places, branches and flowers, and Buddhist retreats. The mountains are pleasing to birds, and the pool is empty. Everything here is silent, but so is the rest of the clock. Wang Zhihuan's at heron lodge runs out in the daytime, and oceans drain the golden river. He wants to be poor. Walk up a flight of stairs. The Yellow River in Liangzhou Ci is far above the white clouds, and there is an isolated city-Wan Ren Mountain. Why does Qiangdi blame the willow tree, because the spring breeze doesn't pass through Yumen Pass? Wang Bo's Poems of Wang Teng Pavilion, where is the emperor in the pavilion? Beyond the threshold, the Yangtze River flows freely. Li Bai's "On the Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing" is about the phoenix that once played here, hence its name. Now it has been abandoned in this barren river, with the grass songs in the Wu Palace and the old dust in the golden clothes. Three mountains and a half fall outside the blue sky, and Egret Island is wet. Always clouds can break the sun and hide his city from my melancholy heart. Early release of Baidicheng, among the colorful clouds of Baidicheng, is still thousands of miles away. Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait can't stop crying, and canoes have passed Chung Shan Man. Look at Lushan Waterfall, the sunshine incense burner gives off purple smoke. From a distance, the waterfall hangs in front of the Chuanjiang River. If you fly down to thousands of feet on the 3rd, you should fall into the Milky Way on the 9th. Looking at Tianmen Mountain, the Chu River opens, and the clear water flows back to the east. The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and the sails come alone. A farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower on the way to Yangzhou Meng Haoran went out of the Yellow Crane Tower in the west and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. Sailing alone, only watching the Yangtze River. The Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao, a long time ago, a yellow crane took a saint to heaven. There is a layer of sad fog on the river waves. Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" Gushan Temple is in the northwest of Jiating, with a flat water surface and low clouds. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and new warblers peck at spring mud. Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass cannot have horseshoes. I love that the lake lacks eastbound travel, and the green sun is covered with white sand embankment. Song of the River is covered with sunset glow, and the river is rustling and red. Poor September third night, like dew. There is a wine flag on Shuicun Mountain. In the 480 Temple in the south, there are many terraces in the misty rain. The mountain road is far away from the cold mountain, the stone road is inclined, and there are people from Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. Zhang Hu's Nanjing Ferry, Jinling Jindu Water Mountain Tower, pedestrians can worry for one night. When the tide ebbs, the river and the moon are oblique, and Guazhou is on fire on the second or third day. Bashuitang liquor. Bai Juyi in the suburb of Xunyang in the Tang Dynasty was in the Guo room. After a year of flooding, the city collapsed after half a drift. The vast sea was born, and the air was even green. The wind is blowing in Bai Bo, and the red waves are boiling every day. When business comes to the house, cattle and horses climb mountains to avoid it. When the tax rate is raised, it will do great harm to agriculture and mulberry. This is a unique servant boat and drum (wood world), and its night is bleak by the lake. When you climb to the pavilion to see the lake, the water will shrink to the bottom of the lake. When you remove the first frost, you will disappear and float to the sunset. The flowing water will move with the terrain, and the depression is not fixed. White dragon can lie, green snake can bend. The mirror is broken, the sword is broken, and the light is different. For a long time, you saw all the strange things. When you come to the pavilion and look at the lake, it's hard to say it. It's hard to know between heaven and earth. Clear water is like a mirror. The sages of Cui Hao in the Tang Dynasty, who can make metaphors, are good at storing feelings and are white.
8. Poetry about the mountains and rivers of the motherland
A breezy autumn wind! Blow, blow! I want to praise the flowers of my motherland. I want to praise my flowery motherland! Please blow my words into a bunch of flowers, golden yellow, jade white, spring green, autumn purple, ... and then blow them all away, blow them all away, fill the sky and spread all over the earth! ★ Praise for the Motherland 2 ★: "Motherland, My Dear Motherland" I/am your brand-new ideal, just out of the spider web of myth; I/am the germ of your snow quilt/ancient lotus; I/am the whirlpool of your tears/laughter; I am a new/snow-white starting line; Yes/crimson dawn is blowing; -the motherland! I/am one billionth of you, the sum of your 9.6 million square meters; You/feed me lost, thoughtful and boiling with scarred breasts; Then/get your richness, your glory and your freedom from my flesh and blood; -Motherland, dear/Motherland! ★ Psalm 3 ★: My motherland, the Yangtze River and the Yellow River cross the mountains and rivers of China, showing a splendid journey everywhere, such as golden lamps illuminating the sails of a long voyage. My motherland, with your wise soul, led all the people in the world to open up a broad road, making the motherland as beautiful as a flower and depicting the glory of the East. My beautiful motherland, reading the burning soul from your spirit and your blueprint, has the difficulty for you to open up a brilliant tomorrow. Charming and beautiful, full of simple feelings, I hope the motherland will be more prosperous and brilliant. My motherland, the Yellow River, the Yangtze River and the Great Wall, has created eternal rivers and mountains of reform and opening up. Develop a vision to illuminate the world. I am proud of the glory of my motherland. At the dawn of my motherland, the sun holds a firm belief and turns surging fighting spirit into eternal persistence to create a better tomorrow. The cradle of the great motherland's oriental civilization is like a Mercedes-Benz train, holding up the burning belief to meet the dawn of the century and sail for a more brilliant future. Bearing the footsteps of history, the earth has accumulated the essence of civilization. At the beginning of the century, I think of my motherland with passion-here I am in song for you. Motherland-you are the confluence of the sources of civilization accumulated in thousands of years of history. You are the snow-covered Hukou Waterfall of the Yellow River in Tianshan Mountain. You are dignified, deep, broad and broad. The rushing river is your breath, and the boiling ocean is your blood. You are the theme of the world and the whole of my life. Motherland-you are the cry of Tiananmen Gate, the flaming flame of socialism, the horn of the people's revolution, and the sail of riding the wind and waves. You are strong, confident and enterprising, and the avant-garde grand blueprint of socialism is active in your wisdom, and the rising sun in the East is spreading your vitality. You are the creator of the world and the socialist practitioner of the motherland. Motherland-you are the spring breeze along the South China Sea coast and a touch of sunrise in Luohu Village. You are a railroad track on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and a derrick in Tarim Oilfield. Your foresight, skill and courage, and the great changes in the small fishing village have proved your courage. The smiling faces of the people write about your great motherland-your motherland that created life and transformed the world. Motherland-you are the banner of world peace and the messenger of human civilization and progress. You are a soldier who defends the truth and raises children. You are honest, caring, strong and kind. People all over the world admire your mind. The sons and daughters of China are grateful to your mother-like motherland-you have soothed the pain of human beings in the war and brought the dawn of peace. Motherland, Motherland-you have gone through a thousand years of history and crossed the world civilization. You've always known that. Firmly for Intel, you are kind and loving, defending Greenpeace. We are proud to be your children. We are proud to have such a motherland-we are United with you. We support you to move forward. Your children firmly believe that the future of the motherland is better, the future of the world is better and the future of mankind is better. This poetic name pervades your every season. It's the white dove who wakes up in the blue sky on the first morning in October! Motherland, I have loved you for too long ... October! My motherland, please give me a torch. I will follow your footsteps, let every dream flow with sweetness, and let all voices be covered with golden notes. Please spread the colorful clouds for me. I will inject eternal vitality into your cockroach. The first October is always like echoing tears. The sound of harmony passes through your heart and extends to the most passionate melody. In my heart, you are not only a green island where I can rest, but also a red cloud that makes me step on the beat. No matter the countless failures and successes of mountains, rivers, valleys, fields, trails and the sea, October is more fulfilling! Motherland ... for whom is the crown of October worn? On the first morning in October, in front of Tiananmen Square, I felt the aftertaste of osmanthus and the drums of harvest. I recall the historical sounds carved on white marble, and my thoughts have changed. How can the mountains and rivers in Wan Li not cultivate my beautiful character and integrity? ! Qian Fan celebrated the rising October, and my singing turned my motherland into a flock of doves flying high.