What are the ancient poems about Jiangnan?

The ancient poems about Jiangnan are as follows:

1, Jiangnan Spring Tang Du Mu

Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.

2, "Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple" Tang Bai Juyi

In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.

I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.

3, "Meet Li Guinian Downstream" Tang Du Fu

In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times.

Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.

4. Sue, "Ting Tang Dai Shulun"

The grass grows on the Suxi Pavilion. Who will stop on the east wind for twelve days?

Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms.

5, "Yu Gezi, Egret Flying in Front of the Cisse Mountain" Tang Zhang

In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full.

An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain.

6. "Early Spring in South Lake" Tang Bai Juyi

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.

7, "Sidi Township" Tang Weizhuang

Travel in spring. Apricot flowers blow all over my head. Who is young and romantic?

I'm going to marry him and grow old together. Don't be ashamed of being mercilessly abandoned.

8. "Three Stories of Jiangnan, Part I" Tang Bai Juyi

The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar.

When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?

9. "Dream of Jiangnan Lanyiqiu" Tang Huangfusong

Blue embers fall, and the screen is dark red bananas.

Dreaming of plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, whistling in the night boat and rustling in the rain. At the People's Postal Bridge.

10, Bodhisattva Man, Tang Wei Zhuang

Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists should stay in Jiangnan until they are old.

The spring water is greener than the sky, and tourists can sleep on the boat listening to the rain.

The women selling wine in Jiangnan restaurant are all very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow.

Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home.

1 1, Song Luyou, Lin 'an spring rain begins.

In recent years, officials are interested in a thin layer of gauze. Who will let me take a bus to Kyoto to visit this bustling city?

Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning.

Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea.

Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak.

12, "A prune, DOG, spring songs, half a glass of wine" Song, anonymous.

Chun yin is half drunk. The wind passes through the spring shirt and the rain passes through the spring shirt.

I want to sleep for three days. Mulberry baskets are full, Zhejiang baskets are full.

It is unbearable to leave your arms first. Yan Yan whispers, Liang Yan whispers.

Try reading brocade books with lanterns. People are in Jiangnan, and their hearts are in Jiangnan.

Song and Xin Qi Ji Qing Ping Le Cun Ju 13

The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.

Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it?

The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages.

My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked.

14, "Man Jiang Hong Late Spring" Song Xin Qi Ji

I live in the south of the Yangtze River, and I have had a cold food. In the flower garden, there are some storms and some chaos. The red powder darkens with the running water, and the garden gradually feels clear and dense. Every year, the Erythrina flowers fall, and the cold is weak.

The yard was quiet and empty. There is nothing to say, nothing to worry about. I am afraid of stray Inging and Swallow, and I know the news. The ruler is nowhere now, and the colorful clouds are still gone. Teach people, be ashamed to go upstairs, be flat and green.

15 "Looking at Jiangnan from afar, works beyond things" stone

Spring is not old, the wind is fine and the willows are oblique. Try to see it on the detached stage, half the city is full of flowers. Fog and rain darken thousands of people. After a cold meal, I woke up but felt uncomfortable. Don't miss the old country for the old friend, try new tea with new fire. Poetry and wine use time.