1. Eight Scenes in Xiamen
Old Tiger Creek jathyapple watches floods every day, and five old people live forever.
White deer smoke chickens sing, and the staff is the dragon in the sky.
2. Seven Methods in Xiamen (six songs)
Inscription: Xin Weichun came here, and Geng Yinqiu revisited his old place. It's been twenty years.
Look at Xiamen again.
Walking in autumn, I went to Xiamen and had several dreams. Taste the fishing fire and add new light. Now I see Mori Rong continuing his old roots. Flowers bloom after falling, but the tide has gone without a trace. It's not enough to be homesick.
Revisit Jimei
A flag flutters, reflecting five continents, and the stars shine brightly for thousands of years. I can't bear to dance with Maruko when I feel homesick, so I can't worry about going to the countryside. Education is not only to promote Ludao, but also to cover the coffin. I still miss my return. I am alone in front of the door day and night.
Re-board Gulangyu Island
I remember when the grass was green and deep, and the tide was heard on the sunlight rock. Recently, I heard the sound of waves and drums piercing the stone, and I read the tears in Penghu from a distance. The old museum has no piano, the fresh air has rhyme, and the sea is singing. The distant mountain peaks are swaying outside the frost, and now they are climbing high and looking around.
Boating in Xiamen Sea
The sky is high and the clouds are light, the sea is vast, the clear water is boundless, and jade beads are everywhere. Looking at Jinmen not far away, I turned around and Ludao became a neighbor. Clouds and boats break the waves to renovate the pages, and seagulls fly to attract old friends. A piece of Xia Guang straddles both banks, and Qian Fan competes to welcome the new morning.
Guanhulishan fort
Lock the key to the southeast Huli Mountain and stick to Xiamen for a hundred years. But when I heard those three huge shots, I almost laughed. Why sigh the silver flower hairpin iron wall, should mourn the jade decoration wind. It is appropriate to take digital photos, and this scene should not be deleted.
Walk into Yongding tulou
The mountains embrace people and the water is quiet, and the Hakka people dream of Hakka buildings. Cooking smoke is still sweet and bitter, and patio should hide happiness and sorrow. The world of floating dust is empty, and joys and sorrows tamp the earth wall. Mild winds are only available in spring, and this place is here all the year round.
3. Gulangyu Island in Xiamen
I only have one hand to make up for heaven, and so does the Eighth Route Army in Fujian today.
The old base is still there, remembering the heroes under the Sunlight Rock.
4. Gulangyu Notes
Yu Jian (Yunnan)
Here I slow down, here I want to express my feelings, here I accept romanticism, here I follow the patrol to the sea, like a knight in the19th century, singing between the ancient house and the beach, praising roses and nightingales.
Another piano died, and the sea continued to play.
The stranger with an umbrella is standing by the sea, holding a dog made of fog.
Hai Wa threw his yellow slippers on the beach. We thought it was a boat, the elder sister who fished pearls, and knew Ms. Shu Ting. She knows more about contemporary poetry than chen more.
A group of cats occupied the old house, inherited the aristocratic demeanor, and the wanderer went far away and became a humble illiterate.
As soon as the hair was straightened, the white hair rolled up, Beethoven made a curtain call with the storm, and Chopin took the stage in the moonlight.
The screen opener screamed in the sea, and I vaguely remembered the peacock, so I was silent.
2. Describe the ancient poems in Xiamen. These poems are all modern: 1. Seven Wonders: Eight Scenes in Xiamen, Tiger Creek in jathyapple, watching floods in the sun, and five old people living in the sky.
White deer smoke chickens sing, and the staff is the dragon in the sky. 2. Xiamen Seven Laws Inscriptions (six): Xin Weichun came here and Geng Yinqiu revisited it for more than 20 years.
I also saw Xiamen leave in autumn and went to Xiamen, where I had several dreams. Taste the fishing fire and add new light. Now I see Mori Rong continuing his old roots.
Flowers bloom after falling, but the tide has gone without a trace. It's not enough to be homesick.
Revisiting Jimei, one school flutters and reflects the five continents, and the stars shine in the future. I can't bear to dance with Maruko when I feel homesick, so I can't worry about going to the countryside.
Education is not only to promote Ludao, but also to cover the coffin. I still miss my return. I am alone in front of the door day and night.
Go to Gulangyu again, remember the grass is green and deep, and listen to the tide on the sunshine rock. Recently, I heard the sound of waves and drums piercing the stone, and I read the tears in Penghu from a distance.
The old museum has no piano, the fresh air has rhyme, and the sea is singing. The distant mountain peaks are swaying outside the frost, and now they are climbing high and looking around.
Boating in Xiamen, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and jade pearls are everywhere. Looking at Jinmen not far away, I turned around and Ludao became a neighbor.
Clouds and boats break the waves to renovate the pages, and seagulls fly to attract old friends. A piece of Xia Guang straddles both banks, and Qian Fan competes to welcome the new morning.
Check Hulishan battery lock key southeast Hulishan, and stick to Xiamen for a hundred years. But when I heard those three huge shots, I almost laughed.
Why sigh the silver flower hairpin iron wall, should mourn the jade decoration wind. It is appropriate to take digital photos, and this scene should not be deleted.
Walking into Yongding Tulou Mountain, holding people's water and holding them in seclusion, Hakka people dream of Hakka buildings. Cooking smoke is still sweet and bitter, and patio should hide happiness and sorrow.
The world of floating dust is empty, and joys and sorrows tamp the earth wall. Mild winds are only available in spring, and this place is here all the year round.
3. Gulangyu, Xiamen, only one hand can make up the sky, and the Eight Fujian Army is the same today. The old base is still there, remembering the heroes under the Sunlight Rock.
4. Notes on Gulangyu Yu Jian (Yunnan) Here I slow down, here I want to express my feelings, here I accept romanticism, here I follow the patrol to the sea, like a knight in the19th century, chanting between the ancient house and the beach, praising roses and nightingales E79FA5E9819331. Another piano died, and the sea continued to play.
The stranger with an umbrella is standing by the sea, holding a dog made of fog. Hai Wa threw his yellow slippers on the beach. We thought it was a boat, the elder sister who fished pearls, and knew Ms. Shu Ting. She knows more about contemporary poetry than chen more.
A group of cats occupied the old house, inherited the aristocratic demeanor, and the wanderer went far away and became a humble illiterate. As soon as the hair was straightened, the white hair rolled up, Beethoven made a curtain call with the storm, and Chopin took the stage in the moonlight.
The screen opener screamed in the sea, and I vaguely remembered the peacock, so I was silent.
3. Poems praising the scenery of Xiamen ~ preferably written by famous poets. Qindao Poetic Rhyme Put a piano on the sea, and it becomes an island. I played drums. The winding coast is covered with pearls and the sound of the piano echoes. The ferries coming and going weave sunshine, scattering a piece of poetry on the water. What I recited was a singing poem of an ancient banyan, a picturesque villa with green trees, and the poems of red tiles inspired the natural and unrestrained arms of history and humanity. The island of the piano, the island of love poems, and the island of dreams. My inner garden is open in the ebb and flow, and words and music are dependent on each other. It becomes a symphony of life and an eternal cadenza of youth. The homesickness of the drum waves is contained in the sea and turned into beautiful pearl-shell acacia, which is the pain squeezed between the teeth. I am a wanderer in the distance, a small stone, a faint street, and a bougainvillea blooming quietly from the wall of an alley. In my 50 years of wandering, I condensed into a dream scene after scene. Red flowers are full of branches, hidden in the depths of green shade. Who hurried by with flowers in the shadow of the slope? Who grew up in a deep street? She is slim and slim. Although it rained little this summer, she was as warm as jade. No wonder Lu Yu is unforgettable at first sight. Since then, the red line of acacia has been long, the phoenix flowers are soft and weak, and the summer sun is shining. Since then, I always think of the gentle and demure voice of the green steps in front of the building in my dreams. It is difficult for people who listen to the piano in Gulangyu to become immortals. The sound of waves rushing on the steps of a row of waves will separate their fatigue from a18th century piano. Think of the black keys white key where the piano king's fingers extend into the sea from here. Whose skirt is time and space slowly stepping down the stone steps? This island is a dream. The sea water is changing from green to deeper green. No mountain, no running water, no bosom friend, no stone, no sea water, no piano sound. When someone picked up the fragments of Song porcelain from the beach, I couldn't recognize which century I was from. The crown sent by the Emperor of Heaven is a spare flower basket left by the flying sky, and the sea water is like a loyal guardian. Reject the noise of the world, only let the admirer's breath be transported during the day and lie in the sea. Hypnotic waves are like the staff and lines of a poem. No wonder in Gulangyu, you can grab a handful of notes and lines as long as you reach out casually. If you haven't been here, you won't know that this is a fairyland on the sea. If you haven't left here, you're not afraid that your dreams have nowhere to live, and there are waves and drums. Tonight, I listened to the conversation between the waves and the island in my dream. After listening to the concert in the misty night rain, the melody in front of the piano has not dispersed, and the girl is still full of warm colors. It was the eve of Dragon Boat Festival, and many sentimental poems at home and abroad gathered on the island. There were no horses and chariots, no red lights and no conspiracy, only a secluded path leading to the dust. Only the breeze, egrets and scorpions live together at the end of the sea. Is this corner facing the vast greed and impetuousness to avoid, escape or fight back? I have a relationship with Gulangyu for a hundred years. In a thousand years, I will start over. Perhaps, I will turn into a pile of waves to ask if she is okay, or I will turn into a cuckoo crow to tell my conversion and walk into Gulangyu Island. Only then did I find that the waves of the sea and the poems of branches are so strikingly similar. Picking a bougainvillea and throwing it into the sea, a shower just fell, and the birds singing on the shoulders led the inner tide to gently beat the trajectory of the confinement room. When the music overflowed a person's body, I finally learned to breathe drums, and I missed the island in the waves through my fingers. When I visited you, I was ashamed to imagine that I thought you were in the day when I was facing the sea. It is a lingering sea city, guarding you all day and visiting you repeatedly. A pair of Iraqi eyes make the frozen heart dream around the soul. No matter the wind, no matter the tree, no matter the sea, you can't untie your metaphor like water. Let your feet wander in the driveway of the keys and step on your leisurely drums every step of the way. Notes on Gulangyu Island on your winding old road (Yunnan) Yu Jian.
4. What ancient poems describe Xiamen? 1. Gulangyu Notes.
Yu Jian
I slow down here.
I want to express my feelings here.
I accept romanticism here.
I followed the patrol to the seaside.
Like/kloc-knights of the 0/9th century.
Singing between the old house and the beach
Praise roses and nightingales.
Another piano died.
The sea continues to play.
A stranger with an umbrella stood on the shore.
Leading a dog made of fog
Hai Wa threw his yellow slippers on the beach.
We thought it was a ship.
Dajielao pearls
Do you know Ms. Shu Ting?
She knows contemporary poetry.
Deeper than chen more.
A group of cats occupied the old house.
Inheritor aristocratic demeanor
Wanderers go far away.
Become humble and illiterate
Blue hair has just been straightened.
White hair rolled up.
Beethoven made a curtain call with the storm.
Chopin stepped onto the stage in the moonlight.
The screen opener screamed in the sea.
I vaguely think of peacocks.
So I was silent.
2. Remember the hero under the sunshine stone
Cai Yuanpei
All-powerful wind can calm the waves, and if the commander sets the height of the clouds,
The Eight Fujian Army is the same today and the same in the past, and it can't wash away Gulangyu Island in Xiamen.
Leave one hand to mend nature.
The old base is still there. Bugs, sand, apes and cranes sometimes run out.
5. Praise Gulangyu's poems and Gulangyu's trip to Xiamen.
Modern: Wang Xinjian
There is Lu Yu in the world, Zhenhai Gate of Xianyan Town.
Blue sky, white sails carrying white clouds.
Tiles are called ancient temples, and only banyan trees are heavily forested.
Father thinks of the kingdom of stone, and the bamboo shadow wipes the sword mark.
Gulangyu sunshine rock
Modern: Chen Rende
A canoe broke through the fog and waves rolled on the stage.
Looking at the railing on Sunlight Rock, the breeze crosses the sea.
A small boat broke through the smog and boarded Gulangyu Island in the rolling waves. Standing on the sunny rock, leaning against the railing, overlooking the distance, the breeze on the other side blows across the sea.
Gulangyu Island (in English: Kulangsu) was originally called "Round Shazhou" and was also called "Yuanzhouzai". It was named "Wulong Island" in the Southern Song Dynasty and renamed "Gulangyu Island" in the Ming Dynasty.
Because there is a two-meter-high rock on the beach in the southwest of the island, and there is a cave in the middle, whenever the tide rises, the waves hit the rock, which sounds like drums. People call it "Gulangyu Stone", hence the name Gulangyu.
Gulangyu street is short and criss-crossed, and it is the largest island in Xiamen, facing Xiamen Shimao Strait Building and Xiamen University across the sea.
Extended data
cultural heritage
Since Gulangyu Island was rated as a national 5A-level scenic spot, the application for world cultural heritage has been put on the agenda.
Relevant departments will start Gulangyu's application for UNESCO World Cultural Heritage, and the theme of Gulangyu's application for World Cultural Heritage is determined as: historical witness in social change.
On the morning of 2011may 13, the person in charge of the management Committee of Gulangyu-shiwanshan scenic spot introduced the application of Gulangyu's heritage, indicating that the application and protection of Gulangyu's heritage will always come first.
On February 16 and 1, the secretariat of the National Commission for UNESCO in China sent a letter to the UNESCO World Heritage Center, officially recommending "Gulangyu Island in Fujian" as the cultural heritage project of 20 17.
201July 2, 7 to1July 2, the 4th1session of the World Heritage Committee was held in Krakow, a famous Polish historical and cultural city, where the World Heritage application projects including Gulangyu Island in China will be considered.
20 17 On July 8th, "Gulangyu Island: International Historic Community" was listed in the World Heritage List, becoming the 52nd World Heritage Project in China.
Reference source: Sogou Encyclopedia-Gulangyu Island
6. Poetry, prose and songs about Xiamen:
Cai Tingkai-The old base area is still there, and the heroic spirit is remembered under the Sunlight Rock. Cai Yuanpei-Tianfeng Town is full of powerful waves and commanding. Insects, sand, apes, and cranes are sometimes exhausted, and the righteousness cannot be scoured. Zheng Chenggong-Confucius and Mencius articles. Nanshan blooms and the East China Sea brews clouds.
Americans:
Xiamen! I will see you again when I have a chance ... Author: Tu Xiangqi (Tu Xiangqi)
Zheng Chenggong, China's twin brother, Xiamen, a city with a long history, was connected with Taiwan Province Province in ancient times, and fought against the Netherlands and the Qing Dynasty based on Kinmen, defeating the Dutch colonists and benefiting the people of Taiwan Province Province.
Xiamen! China is an invaded city! Treaty of nanking, you were the first to be forced to open it.
How dare the Qing government not sign the Treaty of No War against Wang Xia in the United States?
Xiamen! New China is the earliest city of reform and opening up! Lai Changxing's red building has stood up to now, and there is a long way to go to fight corruption and promote honesty, which makes many people feel how many people want it!
Xiamen! You are the beautiful city of China! The sea breeze is blowing slowly, Gulangyu music is the sound of nature, and Chen Jiageng Deng Tingzhen ... constitutes a beautiful scenery!
Xiamen! You have too many stories! How are you getting along in Xiamen now? Xiamen! I'll see you again sometime. ...
Song:
Summer in Xiamen
The waves of Gulangyu Island
I hope you are satisfied ~-