Year: Tang Author: Lu Lun
The calamus leaves and willows cross branches, and the lotus boat bird does not know the darkness. More to the deepest place where there are no flowers, the shadows of Yulou and Jindian are uneven.
Cui Dai painted a snipe with red makeup, with frightening clouds and breezes. Flute blowing, flowers flowing from south to north, rain falling.
The sound of spring is everywhere in Zhou Fang, and flowers and plants are in full bloom. As the sun sets, pedestrians are getting desperate and bird's nest is full of tall buildings.
Qujiang spring
Year: Tang Author: Zhang Qiao
Looking for spring to send away, around the river. A piece of water, a thousand years of hub dust.
The shore is cool with trees, and the waves chase tourists. Natural tourists are old and blowing new things every year.
Revisit Qujiang
Year: Tang Author: Han Wo
Fishermen should hear a sigh of relief. Avoiding wild gulls is like love, and falling flowers and snow are ruthless.
Sparse forest consciously long dike, spring water and ancient shore level. Melancholy brings people back to night, and the whip sheath is cold and light.
Qujiang
Year: Song Author: Li Fu
Mangjing Town, Tang Ruins, Anzhi Qin Gong. There are often many autumn rains, and sometimes there are micro springs.
Pu Puchun was born by herself and is still in love in autumn. In short, throughout the ages, things have changed.
2. There is no Qujiang poem describing the night scene of Qujiang, but there are several Tang poems describing the night scene.
Qujiang yesi
Hanhe
The drum will leave the moon, and the leisure square outside the park will be half closed.
The red lotus in the pool is condensed with dew, and the grass in the garden is accompanied by dusk.
The forest pond is quiet at night, and the fireworks are scattered like a village.
Generally speaking, the secluded world in the world is most related to poetic thinking and leaving the soul.
Qujiang
Li shangyin
At ordinary times, green chariots pass by, and Kong Wen's midnight ghost laments.
Today has not returned to the whole city, and the Jade Palace still divides Yuan Bo.
When I am dead, I still remember the smell of Huating crane, and I am always worried about the crying bronze camel of the royal family.
Although eternal change of heart is broken, it is not much more than hurting spring.
Quwang
Lulun
The calamus leaves and willows cross branches, and the lotus boat bird does not know the darkness.
More to the deepest place where there are no flowers, the shadows of Yulou and Jindian are uneven.
Cui Dai painted a snipe with red makeup, with frightening clouds and breezes.
Flute blowing, flowers flowing from south to north, rain falling.
The sound of spring is everywhere in Zhou Fang, and flowers and plants are in full bloom.
As the sun sets, pedestrians are getting desperate and bird's nest is full of tall buildings.
In addition, Du Fu also wrote several poems about Qujiang, but none of them involved night scenes. The most famous ones are "Two Poems of Qujiang", "Qujiang Duiyu" and "Aijiangtou", which are copied as follows for reference.
Two Poems by Qujiang
Du Fu
one
A flower flew away, but it was spring, and the wind was so sad.
And look at the flowers and eyes, don't be too tired to drink too much.
The small hall by the river is a green nest, and the unicorn lies by the garden.
If you push physics, you must eat, drink, and be merry. Why trip this body with glimpses?
Secondly,
Go back to spring clothes every day and go home drunk every day.
Alcohol debt is common, and he is 70 years old.
Pierce the butterfly deeply, and the dragonfly flies leisurely with the water.
The scenery of the message is mobile, so it doesn't violate the reward for the time being.
Qujiangdui fish
Du Fu
Spring clouds cover the garden wall on the city, and the pavilion is fragrant.
The forest flowers are wet and the rain is rouge, and the water is long and green with the wind.
The new army of Longwu was stationed in the chariot, and Furong was not in the temple, burning incense.
When will this money be called, I will be drunk next to the beautiful woman.
Aijiangtou
Du Fu
Shaoling night swallowed and began to cry. I quietly descended along the winding river like a shadow of spring.
There are thousands of palaces on the shore and new branches of willows. Who are you green for? ?
I remember the colorful flags floating from the South Garden, which was full of colors.
The first lady of the kingdom, from the Sun Palace, waited on the emperor's royal chariot.
The cavalry in front of them were all holding bows and arrows, and discerning horses were chewing gold.
An archer, chest up, through the clouds, smiling.
Where are those perfect eyes and those pearly teeth? A blood-stained soul has no home and nowhere to go.
A clear wave flowed eastward, crossing the Diaolou Mountain Path, and there was no news.
Compassionate people shed tears and hoped that she would be as eternal as rivers and flowers!
Tatars on horseback, in the dim twilight, covered the town with dust. I fled to the south, but I was still staring at the throne in the north.
Li Shangyin also wrote a poem about Qujiang called "Walking Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn"
Lotus leaves hate life in spring when they are born, and hate life in autumn when they are dry.
I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou.
"Zhang Chuanxin from the Ministry of Water Affairs sent a letter to 22 scheerers, saying that he was going to Qujiang for a spring outing."
Han Yu
In the evening, a faint mist cleared away and the sky shone brightly.
The riverside of Qujiang is covered with thousands of trees. What's the matter with you so busy? Why don't you come?
3. Two poems describing Qujiang
Du Fu
A flower flew away, but it was spring, and the wind was so sad.
And look at the flowers and eyes, don't hurt your lips.
Emeralds are nested in the small hall by the river, and unicorns lie on the edge of the garden.
We must eat, drink, and be merry when we push physics. Why trip this body with a fleeting glance?
Go back to spring clothes every day and go home drunk every day.
Alcohol debt is common, and he is 70 years old.
Pierce the butterfly deeply, and the dragonfly flies leisurely with the water.
Qujiang
Li shangyin
At ordinary times, green chariots pass by, and Kong Wen's midnight ghost laments.
Today has not returned to the whole city, and the Jade Palace still divides Yuan Bo.
When I am dead, I still remember the smell of Huating crane, and I am always worried about the crying bronze camel of the royal family.
Although eternal change of heart is broken, it is not much more than hurting spring.
4. Qujiang Ancient Poetry Qujiang
Li shangyin
At ordinary times, green chariots pass by, and Kong Wen's midnight ghost laments.
Today has not returned to the whole city, and the Jade Palace still divides Yuan Bo.
When I am dead, I still remember the smell of Huating crane, and I am always worried about the crying bronze camel of the royal family.
Although eternal change of heart is broken, it is not much more than hurting spring.
Qujiang, the largest scenic spot in Chang 'an in the Tang Dynasty, "When Kaiyuan was opened, it was a landscape of sparse chisel ... flowers were clustered and smoke and water were interdependent, which was beautiful. Everyone enjoys visiting more than festivals that neutralize the sense of superiority "("A Talk on Kangpian Opera "). Abandoned after An Shi Rebellion. Tang Wenzong wanted to restore the story of Shengping. In February of the ninth year of Daiwa (835), he sent Shence Army to repair Qujiang. In October, a banquet was held in Qujiang to entertain officials. Shortly after changing manna, it was ordered to stop repairing. Li Shangyin wrote this poem in the spring of the second year after the incident.
5. The poem "Six First Arrivals in Qujiang" contains the word Qujiang.
Year: Song Author: Yi Zhu
Three hundred miles over the ridge, there are five or six people.
Bujuyi Ancient Temple loves sunshine and early spring.
There are times to escape from false happiness, and finally there is no anger.
What did Luan do? He couldn't sleep and watched Geng Shen.
Visiting Uncle Gan in Fengcheng and boating in Qujiang Jitou Temple.
Year: Song Author: Zhao Fan
Unexpectedly, the river calendar rushed to search, and the house stood high in the depths of the jungle.
Still don't think the rock head is far, up and down deep.
Good sentences fall from the sky, so it's comforting to say them quickly.
See you after the trip. There are no geese in the sea in other years.
Qujiang has three chapters and five sentences
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
Qujiang is depressed and crisp in autumn, the water chestnut is withered by the wind, and the wanderer hangs two hairs.
White stone and plain sand also shake, and Ai Hong calls Cao alone.
That is, things are neither today nor ancient. Long song is more exciting than Lin Mang and more luxurious than houses.
We are willing to be ashes, and our brothers and nephews are not hurt by tears.
Since this life is over, I don't want heaven. Du Qu is lucky to have a mulberry field, so he will move to the edge of Nanshan.
A horse in a short coat followed Li Guang and watched the tigers die.
Du Fu, one of the eight poems of Qiu Xing.
Qu Tang Xia Kou Qujiang Tou, Wan Lifeng smoke meets Su Qiu.
Calyx clamped the city to control the air, and Furong Xiao Yuan entered the customs.
Julian embroidered the column around the yellow crane, and the brocade cable was marked with Bai Ou.
Looking back at the difference between song and dance venues, Qin Zhong has been a country of emperors since ancient times.
There are many more, so I won't list them one by one. Baidu Qujiang poetry has an ancient poetry network.
6. Sentence 1 Describe the beautiful scenery of Qujiang Pool in the morning. In the morning, the sun has not come out, there is no wind, and everything is quiet. Looking from a distance, there is a thin cloud over the walnut garden, like the curtain on the bedside of my daughter's boudoir. As you get closer, you find that the branches of the walnut tree are slightly green, and the buds are getting fuller and fuller unconsciously, as if doing the last rehearsal for welcoming spring. The soil on the ground is so soft that you can smell it if you smell it carefully. Under the withered grass, a handful of tender grass has exposed its sharp head, mixed in the hay. This scene of young and old living together is really touching.
2. In the morning, the beautiful, brave and high-spirited rooster announces the dawn with a loud cry and sings one after another. The country slowly opened its sleepy eyes and woke up in a burst of comfort. A colorless light shines on the face through the beloved curtain. After I got up quickly, I opened the curtains and pushed open the window. The breeze blew gently, accompanied by a fresh taste. From a distance, the countryside is immersed in a hazy and ethereal realm. Ah, such a beautiful scenery, isn't it a touching paper painting?
Early in the morning, when I walked out of the door, a cold air came against my face and was chilly. Looking into the distance, the mist enveloped the earth, like a layer of white gauze, vaguely, only a few bare branches with white buds. When you look closer, it turns out that the branches are covered with white and glittering frost flowers, which are very beautiful.
The morning of the small lake ends in this sunshine. The sun slowly rises to the top of the head, the moon has disappeared, the morning frost has turned into crystal dew, and the fallen leaves are still falling. The little squirrel looked at the fallen leaves in the air and its tail was high. Wild ducks and geese are still busy in the lake. In order to make a living, the morning in the small lake is no longer calm.
7. Sentence 1 Describe the beautiful scenery of Qujiang Pool in the morning. In the morning, the sun has not come out, there is no wind, and everything is quiet.
Looking from a distance, there is a thin cloud over the walnut garden, like the curtain on the bedside of my daughter's boudoir. As you get closer, you find that the branches of the walnut tree are slightly green, and the buds are getting fuller and fuller unconsciously, as if doing the last rehearsal for welcoming spring.
The soil on the ground is so soft that you can smell it if you smell it carefully. Under the withered grass, a handful of tender grass has exposed its sharp head, mixed in the hay. This scene of young and old living together is really touching.
2. In the morning, the beautiful, brave and high-spirited rooster announces the dawn with a loud cry and sings one after another. The country slowly opened its sleepy eyes and woke up in a burst of comfort.
A colorless light shines on the face through the beloved curtain. After I got up quickly, I opened the curtains and pushed open the window. The breeze blew gently, accompanied by a fresh taste.
From a distance, the countryside is immersed in a hazy and ethereal realm. Ah, isn't such a beautiful scenery a touching paper painting? Early in the morning, when I walked out of the door, a cold air came against my face and was chilly.
Looking into the distance, the mist enveloped the earth, like a layer of white gauze, vaguely, only a few bare branches with white buds. When you look closer, it turns out that the branches are covered with white and glittering frost flowers, which are very beautiful.
The morning of the small lake ends in this sunshine. The sun slowly rises to the top of the head, the moon has disappeared, the morning frost has turned into crystal dew, and the fallen leaves are still falling. The little squirrel looked at the fallen leaves in the air and its tail was high. Wild ducks and geese are still busy in the lake. In order to make a living, the morning in the small lake is no longer calm.