Poems praising the motherland 1. Poems praising the motherland
1, the leaves fall like a waterfall, and I watch the long river always roll forward. -Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain"
You see, how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return. -Li Bai's "Into the Wine"
3. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. -Du Fu's Hope for Spring
4. The Yellow River falls into the East China Sea, and Wan Li writes it in his mind. -Li Bai's "Give Pei Fourteen"
5. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River. -Li Bai's Looking at Tianmen Mountain
I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I was sad to see Kyushu. Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news! -Lu You's "Xiuer"
7. Sailing alone in the blue sky, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. -Li Bai's Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou
8. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. -Wang Wei's March on the Fortress
9. The river of no return is a romantic figure through the ages. -Su Shi's "Niannujiao Red Cliff Nostalgia"
10, the stars leaned down from the open space, and the moon came running towards the river. -Du Fu's "Expressing My Mind at Night"
1 1, 30,000 miles in the East China Sea, and 5,000 are still climbing skyscrapers. The adherents wept in the dust and looked south to Julian Waghann for another year. -Lu You's "Autumn Night Fence Gate Dawn"
12, life is a hero and death is a ghost. Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East. -Li Qingzhao's "Summer quatrains"
13, the mountain covers the day, and the ocean drains the golden river. Make further progress-Wang Zhihuan's "Heron Tower"
14, the Yellow River is far above the white clouds, an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. -Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci"
15, the end of the mountain, the beginning of the plain, the river flows into the river. -Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry"
16, the north and south of Qiao Zhou are heavenly streets, and elders wait to drive back every year. He asked the messenger in tears, "When will the Sixth Army really come?" -Fan Chengda's "State Bridge"
17, outside the Qingshan building outside the mountain, when will the West Lake dance stop? Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent. -Lin Sheng's "Title Lin 'an House"
2. What poems describe the motherland?
Ancient poems praising the motherland
1, the hope of spring
Don du fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
2. "Summer quatrains"
Song liqing Zhao
Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul.
Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.
3. State Bridge
Fan Song Chengda
North and south of the state bridge is Tianjie, and the elders wait to drive back year after year.
I burst into tears and asked the messenger,' When will the Sixth Army really come?'
4. Name of Lin 'an Building
Song Lin Sheng
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?
Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent.
5. "Show it to children"
Song luyou
I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I was sad to see Kyushu.
Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
6. "Autumn night will dawn at the hedge door to meet the cold."
Song luyou
There is a sea of people in the east of Wan Li, and 5,000 people are still climbing skyscrapers.
The adherents wept in the dust and looked south to Julian Waghann for another year.
7. "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia"
Song sushi
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.
To the west of the old base, there is a rich collection of people: Chibi, Zhou Lang, where the three countries stand.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Life is like a dream, and a bottle returns to the moon.
8. Yellow Crane Tower
Don Cui Hao
The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.
3. Praise the ancient poems of the motherland
There are many ancient poems praising the motherland. Here are fifteen.
1, the hope of spring
Don du fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
2. "Summer quatrains"
Song liqing Zhao
Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul.
Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.
3. State Bridge
Fan Song Chengda
North and south of the state bridge is Tianjie, and the elders wait to drive back year after year.
I burst into tears and asked the messenger when the Sixth Army would really come.
4. Name of Lin 'an Building
Song Lin Sheng
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?
Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent.
5. "Show it to children"
Song luyou
I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I was sad to see Kyushu.
Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
6. "Autumn night will dawn at the hedge door to meet the cold."
Song luyou
There is a sea of people in the east of Wan Li, and 5,000 people are still climbing skyscrapers.
The adherents wept in the dust and looked south to Julian Waghann for another year.
7. "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia"
Song sushi
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.
To the west of the old base, there is a rich collection of people: Chibi, Zhou Lang, where the three countries stand.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Life is like a dream, and a bottle returns to the moon.
8. Yellow Crane Tower
Don Cui Hao
The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.
9. Spring outing in Qiantang River
Tang Bai Juyi
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
10, Zhi Zhu Ci
Don Liu Yuxi
The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River.
Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is ruthless and affectionate.
1 1, Jiangnan spring
Don Dumu
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.
12, on foot
Don Dumu
As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
13, at Nanjing Ferry
moustache
At the Shuishan Building at Jinling Ferry, pedestrians can worry about themselves overnight.
The tide sets on the moon, and the second and third fires in Guazhou.
14, the song of Mujiang
Tang Bai Juyi
A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green.
On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.
15, Wang Yue
Don du fu
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.
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ..
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
4. Poems praising 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! "Motherland, my dear motherland" is your brand-new ideal, just breaking away from 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! My motherland, the Yangtze River and the Yellow River cross the mountains and rivers of China, showing splendid journeys 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 country as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade has read the hardships of developing a brilliant tomorrow from your spirit and blueprint. My motherland has your charming beauty from the frontier to the coast. I will send heartfelt wishes to the distant motherland with simple feelings. My motherland, the Yellow River, the Yangtze River and the Great Wall, has created eternal reform and opening up. Develop a vision to illuminate the world. I am proud of the glory of my motherland. The sun like the dawn of the motherland, with firm faith, 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. ————————————————— Years bear the footsteps of history, and the earth accumulates the essence of civilization. At the beginning of the century, I thought of my motherland and was full of passion for it. Here I am, song for you, my motherland. 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 flag of world peace, the messenger of human civilization and progress, the warrior who defends the truth, and the mother who nurtures her 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. You have crossed the world civilization, you have been enlightened through the ages, and you are determined to live forever for Intel. You are kind and caring, defending green peace. 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.
5. Poetry praising the motherland is about 100 to 200 words.
1. My ancient and young motherland,
I am a seedling in your vast land,
Swing in your warm and considerate arms,
I am a bird in your boundless sky,
Singing in your warm heart,
In my veins,
The surging waves of the Yellow River,
In my heart,
Blooming with civilized flowers,
The ideal in my heart,
Show it in the blue sky of the motherland.
The east of the world,
There is a magical and beautiful country,
The vast sea,
It's her broad mind,
Great wall,
Is her strong backbone,
Speaking of the Yellow River,
It's her rushing blood,
Qinghai-Tibet Plateau,
It's her stiff arm. ...
She-
It's my motherland.
Great People's Republic of China (PRC).
2. I read
The philosophy of ancient Greece, the theory of France, the lawn of the White House, the masonry of Red Square.
Marx's beard Edison's lamp Whitman's straw hat Jehovah's finger
Cann't change it
My body is the body of China people.
My ancestors and family breathed the air of China and drank the sweet spring of China.
My veins are filled with the wisdom of Confucius, the grief and indignation of Qu Yuan and the justice of Wen Tianxiang.
We spin cotton.
We grow rice.
We trawled for fish.
Generation after generation died of old age on any mountain you choose.
Take a stroll on any of your lawns.
Cry, like falling in love with handsome men, singing and running.
Write a letter and date and spend the four seasons in the shadow of your ancestors.
Chinese history
Pain is the pain of China people.
Shame is the shame of China people.
Chinese culture
A dictionary is a national dictionary.
Idiom is an idiom of China.
We draw ink on rice paper and paint on porcelain.
Entertain guests with tea
Exchange kindness for kindness.
Call for peace with peace
Bearing is our ancient allusion.
The people are our eternal heroes.
War or construction
Disappeared in front of you
Ruined the glory
The Yellow River will never dry up.
Mount Tai no longer has a faint mark.
When life is like a meteor in your history.
I will give you all my love.
My motherland doesn't need words!
6. Poems praising the motherland
My motherland, the Yangtze River and the Yellow River cross the mountains and rivers of China, showing splendid journeys 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, I am full of simple feelings, and I wish my motherland more prosperity and brightness. The Yellow River, the Yangtze River and the Great Wall of my motherland have created an eternal vision to illuminate the world's reform and opening up. I am proud of the glory of my motherland. The dawn-like sun of my motherland holds firm beliefs and turns surging fighting spirit into eternal persistence to create a better tomorrow. The cradle of oriental civilization of the great motherland is like a Mercedes-Benz train, facing the dawn of the century with burning faith and heading for a more brilliant future.
7. Poems praising the motherland
★ A poem praising the motherland ★: autumn wind blowing gently! 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.
8. What are the ancient poems and songs that praise the great rivers and mountains of the motherland?
First, ancient poetry
Zaofa baidicheng
Lipper
Say goodbye to the colorful clouds in Bai Di. Thousands of miles in Jiangling, one day.
Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are crying endlessly. The canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man.
Wanglushan Waterfall
Lipper
The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain.
On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
Yamayuki
Du Mu
As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene
Su Shi
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.
The Artemisia basket is full of short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish wants to fuck.
Jiangnanchun
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.
Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest
Chengda Fan
Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.
No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.
Wangtianmen mountain
Lipper
Tianmen interrupted the opening of the Chu River. Clear water flows eastward behind this.
Green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite. Lonely sails come from the sun.
Topic Xilin wall
Su Shi
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.
Mujiangyin
Bai Juyi
A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green.
On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.
Look at zhongnan Xuefeng
Zuyong
Looking south, the northern mountain is beautiful and snowy, like a cloud.
After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly.
Wangdongting
Liu Yuxi
The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.
Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
Jueju
Du Fu
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
Wang Wei
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
What you read in the night book
Ye Shaoweng
The rustling leaves send the cold sound, and the autumn wind moves the guests on the river.
I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night.
Berthing Guazhou
Wang Anshi
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?
Yellow Crane Tower
-Goodbye Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou.
An old friend resigned from the Yellow Crane Tower. Fireworks fell in Yangzhou in March.
Lonely sails are far away from the sky. Only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
Wanglushan Waterfall
The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain.
On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
Wangtianmen mountain
Tianmen interrupted the opening of the Chu River. Higashi Shimizu flow by this time.
Green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite. Lonely sails come from the sun.
Zaofa baidicheng
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are crying endlessly, and the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man.
Overnight temple
The tall buildings of the temple on the mountain are really high, like a hundred feet. People upstairs are like a hand that can pick off the stars in the sky.
Standing here, I dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the gods in the sky.
Second, poetry
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. Su Shi's Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia.
The stars leaned down from the clearing, and the moon came running from the river.
Leaves fall like a waterfall, and I watch the long river always roll on Du Fu and climb up the mountain.
The lonely sail is far away, but I can send Meng Haoran to Guangling in the sky of the Yangtze River.
Tianmen breaks the Chu River, and Higashi Shimizu flows back to Li Baiwang Tianmen Mountain.
The mountain is flat and primitive, and the river flows into the river (Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry")
Have you ever noticed how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return? Li Bai's "Drinking"
The Yellow River falls into the East China Sea, and Wan Li writes it in his mind. Li Bai gave Pei fourteen songs.
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci
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, thousands of miles away, Wang Zhihuan is in the heron building.
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. Wang Wei's Frontier Ambassador
The scenery in Guilin is the best in the world.
Riding the wind and waves, people are in a landscape picture of Guilin.
Han tablet looks at Shandong, Tang tablet looks at An, and Song tablet looks at Guilin (proverb).
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountain is Kong Yu. If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.
Wanqing Lake is as flat as a mirror, and it is suitable for autumn in all seasons.