1. Ancient poems about Plum Pavilion
"Plum Pavilion was built by Xu Gongqi, the former prefect, and the translator said that Gongde Yuling Mei moved"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wu Fu
There are no old plum blossoms in Yuling anymore, but we can see the plum blossom pavilion opening towards the water.
The daydream is still romantic, and the plum blossoms are planted around the four eaves.
"Plum Pavilion"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Tang Yanqian
A poor poet from the East China Sea, an ancient post pavilion in the west wind.
My hair is white at the end of my life, and the mountains are green when I enter my hometown.
There are only three caves in the world, but there is only one cave.
Ding Ning quickly borrows wine and boils chestnuts to test the sand bottle.
"Plum Pavilion"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Li Longgao
The flying pig's face is covered with frost, and the clouds reach the gauze and the moon reaches the window.
No wonder I can sing in the cold all night, and never dream of agarwood in my life.
"Plum Pavilion"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Qian Hou
The east wind blows the rain and blows the flowers, but washes away the gloom and releases the moonlight.
The common eye always thinks that plum blossoms are too white, so Chang'e seduces Mo Yunzhe.
Yun Nong wants to write poems even more, but the wind is blowing and the flowers are flying, unable to keep them.
The envoy called the guests to comment early, before the canal cleared the green moss road.
It’s late at night and the moon is lingering for a late spring drink, for fear that the painting horn will blow on the roof of the building.
The cold branches on the silver wax are even more destroyed, and the cold and beautiful burning spring is not felt.
The candlelight is bright and the flowers are dim, and I can’t wake up when I’m drunk in front of them.
Nanzhi talks to Beizhi. Tonight the poet's eyes are doubly depressed.
"The Plum Pavilion of the Second Flood"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Qiu Wanqing
In the world, accidents are common after the plum blossoms bloom, and the heel turns to the east fence.
The red curtain rolls up the red door, and the quality is clear and frosty.
Throughout my life, my interest has been outside the mountains, and I have scratched my head by the river several times.
Before I arrived at the famous garden so close by, I was ashamed to see the soul-reviving fragrance outside the night window.
"The Plum Blossoms Lead to the Plum Pavilion"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhu Yong . The powder is melting and the moon is misty. The car goes up to the moon, and the small building is empty when we return. At that time, the new makeup of Zeng Fu was thin, but now the flowers of Ren are scattered. Chao Suifeng, Chao Suifeng. The solitary root outside the bamboo still leads to the secluded path.
Long memories, no news, Yuling is dark and the clouds are dark and green. Jade marks are shocked, and they are separated from each other. But the water is far away and the sky is vast, separated from Qiongcheng. The fragrance of plain clothes will never fade over the years, who can say that this heart is infinite. The night is long and the road is long. I am worried about listening to the cold sound of the flute in front of my pillow. 2. Ancient poems about the Yellow Crane Tower
There is a poem "Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling" on the mural on the main floor of the Yellow Crane Tower: "My old friend bids farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks are under Yangzhou in March. The shadow of the solitary sail is gone in the blue sky. , I can only see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky." This poem has also become a quatrain in chanting the Yellow Crane Tower.
"Yellow Crane Tower" by Cui Hao of the Tang Dynasty
In the past, people had taken the Yellow Crane to go there,
There was no Yellow Crane Tower left here.
The Yellow Crane is gone and never returns.
The white clouds remain empty for thousands of years.
Qingchuan Lili Hanyang trees,
Fragrant grass luxuriant Parrot Island.
Where is the countryside at dusk?
The smoke waves on the river make people sad.
It is said that when Li Bai came to this building, he was also full of poetry. When he discovered this poem by Cui Hao, he called it "excellent" and wrote four limericks:
One punch Beat the Yellow Crane Tower to pieces,
Kick over the Parrot Island,
There is a view in front of you,
Cui Hao wrote a poem on it.
So he stopped writing. Later, some good people built a Li Bai "pen-holding pavilion" on the east side of the Yellow Crane Tower. There is now a wall dedicated to Cui Hao's poems in Yellow Crane Tower Park, opposite Li Bai's Pen Pavilion.
Li Bai wrote no less than five poems related to the Yellow Crane Tower, one of which is "Listening to the Flute Playing on the Yellow Crane Tower with Shi Lang Zhongqin": "One is moving to Changsha, looking west to Chang'an No home. The jade flute is played in the Yellow Crane Tower, and the plum blossoms fall in May in Jiangcheng." From then on, "Jiangcheng" became the nickname of Wuhan.
Yan Boli, a writer of the Tang Dynasty, described in his "Yellow Crane Tower" that "it is a towering structure, leaning on the river above and facing the river below..." It can be said: "It's dangerous, it's so high!" No wonder Li Bai With the words "Yellow Crane in the West Tower, the love for thousands of miles of the Yangtze River. The spring breeze is thirty degrees, and the city of Wuchang is recalled in the sky. It is difficult to say goodbye, but the cup is not poured. The lakes are connected to the happy land, and the mountains are followed by rafting. The promise is that the people of Chu are important, and the poem is passed down Xie Tiaqing. I have a song in Canglang, a message and a song to express my feelings.
"Yellow Crane Tower" by Jia Dao
The high threshold and dangerous eaves are as strong as flying, and the lonely clouds and wild water are lingering. The green mountains will remain as they were for eternity. When will the Yellow Crane go and not return? The bank reflects half of the city of Xizhou, and the trees in Nanpu are about to fade away in the smoke.
I must know that Yu Ke has no reason to see, and the messenger in the air looks at Luo Hui affectionately!
Questions of the Song Dynasty
There is no difference between Han and Guang, and the boat travels like an immortal. The clear river spends the warm day, and the yellow crane makes clear smoke.
Yue Fei
When will he ask for a tassel to carry a sharp brigade and cross the Qinghe River and Luo River with a whip? But he returned and continued his tour of Hanyang, crossing the Yellow Crane.
Lu You
How late is it to return to Canglong Quejiao? I don’t know how drunk I am in the Yellow Crane Tower. The Han River exchanges waves are faint, and the relics of the Jin and Tang Dynasties are scattered.
Fan Chengda
Who plays the Mid-Autumn Festival with the flute, and the Yellow Crane returns to reconnect with old friends. The Han tree is full of love across the North Dipper, and the Shu River is speechless embracing the South Tower.
Bai Juyi
The thoughts of Chu are vague, the clouds are cold, and the sound of business is clear and orchestral in autumn. White flowers splash in the Toutuo Temple, and Parrot Island is caged in red leaves.
Liu Yuxi
I felt suspicious in my dream, and my boat suddenly traveled thousands of miles. The Yellow Crane Tower is missing, but the cold sand and snow look similar.
Wang Wei
Canglangshui below the city, Yellow Crane Tower on the riverside. Zhu Lan will be surrounded by powder and the river will be reflected leisurely. 3. Ancient poems about small boats
Poems about boats
1. Sometimes when riding the wind and waves, I hang my sails directly across the sea - Li Bai's "The Road Is Difficult"
2. A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. ——Liu Zongyuan's "Snow on the River"
3. The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains. ——Li Bai's "Early Departure from Baidi City"
4. Li Bai was about to leave in a boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. ——Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun"
5. Smoke and water are good, but how miserable is the relationship with relatives. If you are a guest of Zhulu, you will stop at Jinfan Di. Sand geese go with the boat, and field crows crow around the shore. At this time, there is still a taste, so I must lie down and head west. ——Du Mu "Leave a message on board the ship for the first time"
6. Cross the distance outside Jingmen and come to travel from the state of Chu. The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness. Under the moon, there is a flying mirror, and the clouds form a sea tower. Still feeling pity for the water in my hometown, I send my boat sailing thousands of miles away. ——Li Bai's "Farewell at the Jingmen Gate" 4. An ancient poem describing the returning bird at sunset
Wandering at the setting sun Xie Tiao There is so much noise in the sky, but the sun is not leaving home.
The setting sun remains clear, and I sit high under the east window. The cold locust trees are growing like bunches, and the autumn chrysanthemums are blooming.
I ask when this happens, the cool breeze embraces the horse. I am a guest who has returned home injured, and thinks again of those who have left home.
There are not many passions and happiness, but there are only a few documents. Since there is no evil government, Luoyang Society can only rest.
Gazing at the sunset by Ma Dai The solitary cloud and the returning bird travel thousands of miles in a short time. Why am I still missing? I haven't returned home for a long time.
Under the slight sun, the trees look like autumn mountains in the distance. I don't dare to look at it when I'm near the water. I'm afraid that my face will look the same as before.
Journey (One is the setting sun) Looking at hometown by Meng Haoran When traveling as a traveler, I am worried about the setting sun, and I am reminded of my homesickness. The situation is outside his mountain, the weather is cold and the birds are coming in the evening.
The snow is deep and the road is lost, and the clouds are dark and the balcony is lost. It's a pity that the panicked son is singing loudly, who will be the matchmaker?
The setting sun by Du Fu The setting sun is on the curtain hook, and the spring scene is quiet by the stream. Fangfei is on the edge of the beach, and the woodcutter is leaning on the boat on the beach.
Crying birds compete with each other on the branches, and flying insects roam the courtyard. Who created the turbid mash for you? One drink will dispel a thousand worries.
Sunset at the Border Town by King Luo Bin Zi Sai Liusha to the north, Huang Tu Ba Shui to the east. Once I say goodbye to Zudou, I will chase Shapeng thousands of miles away.
The waiting moon is always full, and the source is repeatedly emptied. The wilderness is dark and the air is combined, and the beacons are clear and the smoke is clear.
The physical strength is tired from the dust, and the years on the battlefield are exhausted. The rivers are full of rocks and the mountain roads are far and wide.
Aspirations are high, and sincerity runs through the white rainbow. If your kindness can be repaid, there are male and female dragon swords.
Recalling the Setting Sun in the Mountains by Li Bai After the rain, the misty scenery is green, and the remaining clouds are scattered on a sunny day. The east wind returns with spring and brings flowers to my branches.
It is almost twilight when the flowers fall. It makes people sigh when they see this. I would like to travel to famous mountains and learn the Tao of Flying Dansha.
The setting sun shines on the mountain. Anonymous Pei Huikong was at the foot of the empty mountain, and the setting sun was setting in the late evening. The round shadow passes over the peaks and ridges, and half-circles enter the thin forest.
Yu Guangche’s group of women are divided into many gullies. The stone mirror is extremely clear, and the light from the rock shines brightly.
The birds are gone, and the evening smoke is growing in the desert. Who knows this situation again? I am grateful and happy.
The setting sun, Qi Ji, is shining on the high platform in the evening, with the remaining bells and horns reminding me. It has been half a lifetime to be able to sell it several times.
The leaves are blown by the dark wind, and the sky is dim. Because of thinking about ancient people and affairs, they have become dusty.
The sky is clear and the sand is clear. Autumn. Unnamed. The sunset in the isolated village is covered with light smoke and jackdaws are seen on the old trees. Under the shadow of Feihong, there are green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.
Fisherman's Ao Fan Zhongyan The scenery is strange when autumn comes in the fortress, but the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention. Sounds echoed from all sides.
Thousands of miles away, the smoke is long and the sun is setting, and the lonely city is closed. A cup of turbid wine can lead to a home thousands of miles away. The swallows have no plan to return, and the Qiang pipes are covered with frost.
When people are sleepless, the general's hair is white and his husband is in tears. Autumn on the Lake by Xue Ying A trip to the five lakes at sunset, the mist is everywhere with melancholy.
Who can ask about the ups and downs of the ages? Wang Wei, who was sent to the fortress, wanted to ask about the border when he was riding a bicycle. He belonged to the country and passed by Juyan. Zheng Peng left the Han Dynasty, returned to Yan and entered Wu Tian.
The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, and the sun is setting over the long river. When Xiao Guan is waiting to ride, he will always protect Yan Ran.
Title: Du Mu The cultural relics of the Six Dynasties are scattered all over the sky, the sky is light and the clouds are clear, the same as today and the past.
Birds go and birds come. In the scenery of mountains, people sing and cry in the sound of water.
In late autumn, thousands of houses are covered with rain, and a flute of wind blows on the rooftop as the sun sets. I am melancholy that I will never see Fan Li, and there are scattered smoke and trees in the east of the five lakes.
Gao Pavilion by Bai Juyi. The ridge of the pavilion is too high. Please do not demolish it. The owner will keep it as the west mountain. It's beautiful where the setting sun slants, half-circled by a mist of spring mist.
Night view of Jiangcun by Dai Fuxu The setting sun shines on the flat sand at the head of the river, and the fishing boats lean on the bank when the tide recedes. A pair of white birds stand near the water. When they see people, they get up and enter the reed flowers.
Miscellaneous Poems in the Mountains by Wu Jun I can see the smoke coming from the mountains, and I can see the setting sun in the bamboos. Birds fly to the eaves and clouds come out of the window.
Evening in the village, Lei Zhen, the grass is full, the pond is full of water, the setting sun on the mountain is soaked in cold ripples. The shepherd boy returns and crosses the cow's back, playing the piccolo without any tune.
Jinling Evening View Gao Chan once returned to the evening green with floating clouds, and still accompanied the setting sun with the sound of autumn; There are infinite painting hands in the world, and it is sad that they cannot be painted. Farewell to a Friend Li Bai Green mountains stretch across Beiguo, and white water surrounds Dongcheng.
This place is different, and I have traveled thousands of miles alone. The wandering clouds convey the love of an old friend.
I waved my hand and went away, the horse roared. Farewell to the King on his eleventh trip to the south by Liu Changqing. I look at you in the vast sea of ??smoke and water, and wave my hands with tears in my handkerchief.
The flying birds are nowhere to be seen, and the green mountains are empty to people. The Yangtze River is sailing far away, and the setting sun is spring across the lakes.
Who can see the white apples on Tingzhou, lovesickness and sorrow. The Resentment of the Exiled Immortal by Liu Changqing The sun sets over the Qingchuan River, and the melancholy boat is released.
Birds fly far and near to Pingwu, and people follow the flowing water from east to west. The white clouds are thousands of miles away, and the bright moon is in front of the stream and behind it.
I hate being banished to Changsha, and the spring grass in the rivers and lakes is luxuriant. Evening Breeze Yang Wanli The evening breeze does not allow you to see clear ripples, but it allows heavy curtains to hang to the ground.
There are no mountains in the plains to cover the setting sun, and the west window turns red when the moon comes. 5. Ancient poems about Confucius Temple
[Peach Leaf Song] Eastern Jin Dynasty--Wang Xianzhi
Peach leaves follow peach leaves, and there is no need to use peach leaves to cross the river.
But there is no pain in crossing, I will welcome you.
. . Taoye Ferry
Taoye Ferry is one of the ancient scenic spots in Nanjing and one of the 48 scenic spots in Jinling. The origin of the name Taoye Ferry can be traced back to the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Wang Xianzhi, the seventh son of the great calligrapher Wang Xizhi, lived in Wuyi Lane in the south of Huai River. He often welcomed his concubine Tao Yedu across the river here. He had a song "Tao Ye Song", and the crossing mentioned in it was Tao Ye Ferry. At that time Since a floating navigation (Dongcheng Navigation) has been set up on the Qinhuai River, there is no need to use a boat to welcome Taoye. Since the Six Dynasties, many literati and poets have come here to write poems about the crossing. With the construction of the Qinhuai Scenic Belt, the scenic spot "Peach Leaf Lindu" has reappeared in front of tourists.
Five Titles of Jinling - Wuyi Alley] Tang Dynasty --- Liu Yuxi
Wild grass and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Alley.
In the old days, the king Xietang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people.
. . Crow Yi Lane and Zhuque Bridge
Crow Yi Lane is a quiet and narrow alley beside the Wende Bridge of Confucius Temple on the south bank of the Qinhuai River in Nanjing today. Wuyi Lane is named after Wu once camped here during the Three Kingdoms period, and all Wu soldiers wore black clothes. During the Six Dynasties, it became the residence of Wang Dao and Xie An, the famous prime ministers of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. To commemorate Director Wang and Xie An, Laiyan Hall was built in the east of Wuyi Lane. The building is simple and elegant. Portraits of Director Wang and Xie An are hung in the hall, and there are constant visitors from officials. It has become a place to pay homage to the famous figures of the Eastern Jin Dynasty and express nostalgia for the ancient times.
The Zhuque Bridge was a pontoon bridge built on the Qinhuai River during the Eastern Jin Dynasty. It no longer exists in today's Zhonghua Gate. In order to recall the Zhuque Bridge, people often regard Zhenhuai River as the Zhuque Bridge in the past. I don’t know how many literati and celebrities from past dynasties have come here to express their feelings about their hometown and recall the past! Nowadays, the Zhuque Bridge is newly erected between Wuding Bridge and Zhenhuai Bridge. When tourists come here, they look at the three words "Zhuque Bridge" and feel nostalgic for the past. Here the Huaihe River turns slightly and the bridge lies under the sunset, still retaining its original style.
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Wuyi Lane: beside the Wende Bridge of Confucius Temple on the south bank of Qinhuai River in Nanjing today.
Zhuque Bridge: Because it was lost over the years, Zhuque Bridge has long since disappeared, and its ruins are also elusive and hard to find. The bridge should be between Zhenhuai Bridge and Wuding Bridge in today's Zhonghuamen City, right where ancient Changle crossed.
[Mooring in Qinhuai] Tang Dynasty---Du Mu
The smoke cage is cold and the moon is caged in the sand. I moored in Qinhuai at night near a restaurant.
The business girl does not know the hatred of the country's subjugation, but she still sings the flowers in the backyard across the river.
. . Qinhuai River
The ancient name of Qinhuai River is "Huai River", and its other name is "Longzangpu". As early as ancient times, it was a tributary of the Yangtze River and the largest river in Nanjing. The Qinhuai River has two water sources. The southern source is in Donglu Mountain, Lishui County, and is called the Lishui River. The northern source is at the southern foot of Baohua Mountain in Jurong City, and is called Jurong River. The two sources from the north and the south merge into the northwest village of Fangshandai in Jiangning County.
From the Qinhuai River to the Jiulong Bridge outside Tongji Gate, it is divided into inner and outer branches. The Qinhuai River is more than 100 kilometers long, with an entire basin of more than 2,600 square kilometers and 16 main tributaries. As far back as the Stone Age, there have been human activities in the Qinhuai River Basin. There are more than 100 large and small markets on both sides of the river from Dongshuiguan to Xishuiguan. It has been a prosperous commercial and residential area since Soochow. During the Six Dynasties, it became a place where famous families gathered, merchants gathered, literati gathered, and Confucianism flourished. After the Sui and Tang Dynasties, it gradually declined, but it attracted countless literati and poets to pay their respects here. In the Song Dynasty, it gradually recovered and became the cultural and educational center of Jiangnan.
The Ming and Qing dynasties were the heyday of Shili Qinhuai. The golden powder pavilions are lined up in rows; the painted boats are rippling in the waves, and the sound of lights and shadows form a dreamlike and beautiful spectacle. But in modern times, due to wars and other reasons, the former prosperity no longer exists. After 1985, Jiangsu Province and Nanjing City spent huge sums of money to restore this scenic spot, and the Qinhuai River once again became a famous tourist attraction in my country.
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The Qinhuai Scenic Area is located in the south of Nanjing. It starts from Dongshuiguan, Huaiqing Bridge, Qinhuaishui Pavilion in the east, crosses Wende Bridge, and extends to the Zhonghuamen Castle to Xishuiguan. The inner Qinhuai River area, including the streets, residents, nearby monuments and scenic spots on both sides of the Qinhuai River 6. Ancient poems describing the Twelve Hairpins of Jinling
Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai
Judgment:
It is pity that the virtue of stopping is pity, but the talent of Yong Xu is pitiful. Jade belts hang in the forest, gold hairpins are buried in the snow.
Wang Xifeng
All birds come from the end of the world, and they all know how to admire this talented person. One follower and two people make three people dead, crying to Jinling is even more sad.
Shi Xiangyun
What does wealth mean? Parents disobey it when they are still young. Open your eyes and hang the slanting light, the water of Xiangjiang River passes by and Chu Yunfei flies away.
Jia Yuanchun
After twenty years of distinguishing between right and wrong, the pomegranate blossoms illuminate the officialdom. The three springs compete for the first spring scene, and the tiger and the rabbit meet and return from a big dream.
Jia Yingchun
His son is a Zhongshan wolf, and he becomes rampant when he succeeds. The golden boudoir flower and willow quality will last for a long time.
Jia Tanchun
His talent has been high since Qingming, and he was born in the last days when his luck has declined. Looking at the riverside with tears in my eyes during the Qingming Festival, the east wind thousands of miles away is just a dream away!
Jia Xichun
It has been discovered that the spring scenery does not last long, and the pure clothes suddenly change from the makeup of the past. Poor embroidered household girl, lying alone next to the ancient Buddha with a green lantern.
Qin Keqing
Love is as deep as heaven and sea, and when love meets, it will lead to lust. Any unkind words or dishonesty will come out of glory, but the beginning of quarrels is actually peaceful.
Li Wan
The spring breeze of peaches and plums has finished bearing fruit, and in the end they are like a pot of orchids. Like ice water, it is empty and jealous, and it is useless to joke with others.
Miaoyu
If you want to be clean, how can you ever be clean? The clouds are not necessarily empty. Poor gold and jade, eventually sinking into the mud.
Sister Jia Qiao
If the situation is defeated, leave Yungui, and if the family is destroyed, don’t talk about relatives. Occasionally, I met a benefactor while helping a village woman.