The beautiful poems in the fairyland on earth are as follows:
1. That's the Thing: In the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu grew up in Wuxia in late spring, and went to Yunfu for sunshine. Thunder suddenly sent a thousand peaks of rain, and the flowers were as muddy as a hundred fragrant flowers. Oriole turned over the water, and the swallow might as well get wet with mud. In the picture of Feige shutter, nothingness is only for Xiaoxiang.
The late spring March in Wuxia seems to be longer than other places. The white clouds above are flying with the wind, reflecting the sunlight, which is very bright. Suddenly there was thunder, and immediately it began to rain heavily. Between heaven and earth, mountains and peaks were shrouded in boundless rain, and the heavy rain suddenly gathered and dispersed, and the fresh air was immediately filled with all kinds of flowers.
Oriole, a delicate girl, was caught in a thunderstorm, and turned back in panic, and her habitat was uncertain. The swallow is different. It works in the rain and flies in the wind. When I open the shutter in front of my window, I see a beautiful picture scroll. The scenery in the gorge is magnificent. The mountains are high and dangerous, and there are thousands of thunderstorms, but there is still a lack of vastness in Xiaoxiang Dongting.
2. Drunken Penglai: In Song Dynasty, Huang Tingjian, who was in love with the morning clouds, the evening rain was fading, and the peaks were leaning against each other. Wu Xia Gao Tang, lock Chu Palace Zhu Cui. Draw halberds to move to spring, make up to welcome horses, and go to Yichuan City. Wan Li threw himself into the wilderness, dressed in a shadow, and became He Huan.
It's raining in the morning, the smoke is dense, and the peaks in the clouds are snuggling up to each other. Standing on the upstairs of Wushan County, overlooking the balcony of Chu, imagine the scene where King Xiang of Chu dreamed of meeting the goddess. In the beautiful spring, the honor guard of the palace marched, and people dressed in colorful clothes greeted the cavalry and walked towards the city. There is nothing to be happy about being relegated to a desolate place and feeling sorry for the shadow.
3. The West Lake is Good after picking mulberry seeds and gathering flowers. Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu, after gathering flowers, the West Lake is good, the wolf is still red, and the flying flocks are flying. The weeping willows are dry and the sun is blowing. When all the tourists go away, they feel empty in spring. Hanging down the curtain, Shuangyan returned to the drizzle.
Translation: Although the flowers are falling, the West Lake is still beautiful in the late spring, with the residual flowers falling lightly and the red spots standing out among the tangled branches and leaves. Catkin sometimes floats, sometimes whirls, and the dance is misty; The willows hang down and crisscross, floating and swaying in the breeze, enjoying themselves in the warm spring breeze and brushing the lake all day long.
the tourists dispersed to their hearts' content, and the flute songs gradually died down, and then they began to feel empty, as if they needed this peace. Back to the bedroom, pull up the curtain, waiting for the arrival of the swallow, only to see Shuang Yan back from the drizzle, this just pulled up the curtain.