1. Poems describing a place
Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers.
It is good when the water is shining and clear, but the mountains are also strange when it is empty and rainy. If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup.
At Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou City, the midnight bell rang for the passenger ship.
How about Dai Zongfu, Qilu is still young, the clock of good fortune is beautiful, and the yin and yang are divided.
There are clouds in my chest, and birds returning home from my canthus. When I stand at the top of the mausoleum, I can see all the small mountains.
It looks like a ridge from the side and a peak from the side, with different heights near and far. I don’t know the true face of Lushan Mountain, just because I am in this mountain
Thousands of miles towards the sea, thousands of miles away from the white clouds.
The scenery of the North is covered with ice and snow for thousands of miles.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness;
The river is flowing up and down, suddenly it stops flowing.
The silver snake dances in the mountains, and the original wax figure wants to compete with God.
On a sunny day, the red makeup looks particularly enchanting.
The country is so beautiful that it attracts countless heroes to bow down.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.
I don’t know if you want modern poetry or ancient poetry. The following is a modern poem:
The golden willows by the river are the bride in the sunset;
In the waves The beautiful shadows are rippling in my heart.
The green banana-plants on the soft mud sway gracefully under the water;
In the soft waves of the Cam River, I would willingly be a waterweed!
The pool under the shade of elm trees is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky;
Crushed among the floating algae, a rainbow-like dream precipitates.
Qilixiang
The stream is eager to flow to the ocean
The wave is eager to return to the land
In front of the fence of green trees and white flowers
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We once waved goodbye so easily
But after twenty years of vicissitudes
Our souls return every night
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It turns into a garden full of fragrant flowers 2. Ancient poems describing a place
Sitting alone on Jingting Mountain, Li Bai, all the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is gone.
I never get tired of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain. "Inscribed on Tianzhu Peak" by Bai Juyi Taiweixing Dougong Qiongtai, Shengzulin Palace Town Jiugai.
One peak of the Tianzhu holds the sun and the moon, and the cave door locks in the clouds and thunder. The jade light and white oranges compete with each other, and the gold and green lotus stamens bloom.
When I visited Zuo Cigao's hermitage, the purple-blue crane came to recognize its nest. "Looking at Wan Gong Mountain from the River" Li Bai Strange peaks and strange clouds.
The beautiful trees are delicate. Qing Yan Wan Gong Mountain.
The words speak volumes. Traveling alone on the Cangjiang River.
Bland all day long. But Eds Ridge is high.
Why ask for supernatural beings? Silently and distantly.
If you want to go back to your heart, you will never succeed. Wait until I return the elixir to completion.
Return to this place. "Yong Jiang Langshan" Xin Qiji The three peaks are as green as if they were cut, and they stand thousands of feet tall and cannot be touched.
Integrity supports each other without any support, supporting heaven, earth and people. "Wang Yue" Du Fu How about Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young.
The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dusk. There are clouds growing in the chest, and birds returning to the canthus.
When you reach the top of the mountain, you can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance. Zhongyue Songshan Mountain: Songyue Nursery Rhyme There are several floors in Songshan Mountain. You are not afraid of not being able to climb it, but you are afraid of not being able to climb it.
Three times, troops and horses were recruited, and they fought along the road. Qingyun met Li Shen, and the ceremony was completed with the golden book of Zhongyue, and the auspicious report was made to Qing Yunguan Yufeng.
The light has not penetrated the forest and is suspicious of the phoenix. The fine and non-traveling rain follows the dragon. The tornado becomes thin and colorful, and the sun shines in the cage, and the light is hidden and heavy.
Return to the sky and become a gangster, and the cranes return to the pines where the sunset is born. Looking at Wu Rong of Songshan Mountain, the thirty-six peaks are as dangerous as crowns, and the sunny towers are hundreds of feet tall and can be seen alone.
The green sky outside the tall bird is narrow, and the greenery falls on the earth in the cold day. Unexpectedly, Hengyang covers the geese, and Zhongfu fights against the dragon.
Only then did I know that the sound of long live will always be there, just waiting for the Yuluan to patrol in the east. Li Bai, the calamus picker in Songshan Mountain, has many ancient appearances, with drooping ears and shoulders.
When Songyue met Wu of Han Dynasty, he was suspected to be the Nine Immortals. I'm here to pick calamus. Taking it can prolong your life.
The words disappeared suddenly, and the shadow disappeared into the clouds and smoke. Emperor Yu didn't realize it, and finally returned to Maolingtian.
Dongyue Taishan, Wangyue Du Fu, how is Dai Zongfu, Qilu is still young. The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dawn.
Zeng Yun is born in the chest, and the returning bird enters the canthus. You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will have a panoramic view of the mountains.
Six poems about traveling to Mount Tai (In April of the first year of Tianbao, he went up to Mount Tai from the imperial road). Li Bai went to Mount Tai in April, and the imperial road to Shiping opened. Six dragons passed through ten thousand gorges, and the valleys followed them.
The horse tracks around the green peak are now covered with moss. The flowing water is flying and flowing, the water is rushing and the pine trees are mourning.
Looking to the north, you can see the strange peaks of Guangzhang, with the sloping cliffs crushing to the east. The cave door is closed with a stone fan, and there are clouds and thunder in the ground.
Climb high and look at Pengying, imagining the gold and silver platform. The sky gate roars loudly, and the breeze comes from thousands of miles away.
Four or five jade girls floated down Jiugai.
With a smile, you draw your bare hands and leave me the cup of flowing clouds.
I feel ashamed that I am not an immortal. In the vast and small universe, it is so leisurely to abandon this world.
Riding a white deer at dawn, straight up to Tianmen Mountain. I met a feathered man on the mountainside, with square pupils and good looks.
Muluo wants to speak, but hides Qingyun Pass. I left my bird trace book floating among the rocks.
The characters are from ancient times, so I have no time to read them. Feeling these three sighs, I have not returned them as a disciple.
Look at the sun at ordinary times and raise your hand to open the cloud gate. The spirit is flying everywhere, as if coming out of heaven and earth.
The Yellow River comes from the west and flows gracefully into the distant mountains. Relying on the cliff and grasping the eight poles, my eyes will be free for as long as possible.
A young boy with green hair and double clouds. Laugh at me for learning the immortality late, and my beauty is withered in my wasted time.
Hesitating and suddenly disappearing, the vastness is hard to catch up with. After three thousand days of fasting, he wrote the Sutra.
I gain something from chanting, and the gods protect my form. The clouds are flying and the wind is blowing, and they are as rustling as feathers.
Climb up the cliff to look at the sun, and lean over the threshold to peer into the dim east. The color of the sea moves the distant mountains, and the rooster has already crowed first.
The silver platform is reversed, and white waves turn over the long whale. After getting the elixir, he flew high to Pengying.
The day view tilts northeast, with two rocks sandwiched between two cliffs. The sea falls in front of you, and the sky is far away and blue.
Thousands of peaks compete to gather together, and thousands of valleys are boundless. The crane ascends to the immortal, leaving no trace in the clouds.
The long pine trees reach into Yunhan, and you can’t even look into the distance. The mountain flowers are extraordinary, and the snow is white in May.
When you finally find peace, you can refine the jade liquid here. Drink in the Queen Mother Pond in the morning, and throw yourself into Tianmen Pass in the dark.
Holding the green qin alone, walking among the green mountains at night. The mountain is bright and the moon is white, and the night is quiet, the pines and the wind are resting.
The immortals travel to Bifeng, singing and singing everywhere. The silence entertains the clear light, and the jade is even green.
Imagine the dancing luan and phoenix, fluttering dragon and tiger clothes. I picked gourds all day long, and I was in a trance and couldn't remember where I was going.
He raised his hand to find out the shallowness and accidentally climbed onto the loom. Tomorrow morning we sit and miss each other, but we see five clouds flying.
Xiyue Huashan, Xiyue Yuntai Song, a Farewell to Dan Qiuzi and Li Bai. Xiyue Mountain is so majestic, and the Yellow River flows like silk from the sky. The Yellow River touches the mountains for thousands of miles, and the vortex spins around the mines of Qin.
The glory and glory are colorful, and the saint is here for a thousand years. The giant spirit roared and broke the two mountains, and the flood sprayed arrows into the East China Sea.
The three peaks stand as if they are about to be destroyed, the green cliffs and the red valley are high and open. The white emperor's gold essence transports vitality, and the stone is used as a lotus flower and the clouds are used as a platform.
In the Yuntai Pavilion, there are immortal elixirs in the Tao Lian Ming. The star lady is ready to sweep, and Magu is scratching her back with her fingers and paws.
My emperor holds the door of heaven and earth in his hand, and chats with Danqiu about the sky. The nine levels are in and out of life with brilliance, coming from the east to Penglai and returning to the west.
If you drink the jade syrup to benefit an old friend, you can fly to the sky on two thatched dragons. Wangyue Du Fu. Xiyue Mountain is a place of honor, and the peaks stand like children and grandchildren.
I got the immortal's nine-section staff and the jade girl's shampoo basin. The carriage enters the valley with no way to return, and there is a door leading to the sky.
After waiting for the west wind to cool down, Gao Xun Bai Di asked for the true source. Huayue Wang Wei There are floating clouds in Huayue, and the snow is too clear.
The sky is dark and dark, hundreds of miles away. It was so cold during the day, and the city of Huayin was so dark.
I heard in the past that the universe was closed and giant spirits were born. The right foot is used to stop the movement, and the left hand is pushed to form it.
The heaven and earth suddenly opened up, and the river poured into the east. Then it became Xizhiyue and Xiongzhen Qinjing.
The great king covers you, and the most virtuous people are surrounded by others. God is standing still, and Jin Tiansi welcomes him.
People only hope for a long time, so why should they only meditate on Yunting. Hengshan, Nanyue, and the princes sent Chen Lang off to return to Hengyang. Li Bai. Hengshan, the blue sky entered the purple underworld, and looked down at the Canopus star in Antarctica.
The wind blows away the snow from the five peaks, and the flowers often fall into the cave. Qi Qing Yue Xiu is like this, Lang Jiang's family is dragging Jin Zi.
The diners in front of the door are in chaos, and everyone in the world is better than Mr. Mengchang. There was no white jade when I saw him off on the river, and I was as melancholy as if I were separated from each other.
Return to Yanfeng to Qiji. The miasma rain has passed over the poor face, and there is a path on the dangerous edge. It is a powerful and worthy person to support Shou Yue, and the spirits together set up a fairy altar.
The sound of Yingbeihong is chaotic, and it is difficult for guests from Qingnan to travel. When he was young, he wanted to live in seclusion, so where could he rely on Lanqian?
Traveling to Nanyue Zhang Qiao Entering the fairyland of Qingyan, you can travel again and again. If you have nothing to do, I will spend this life in the long run.
The pines in the stream grow old easily, and the candles in the cage bring out the light in the evening. In the sound of spring for a night, homesickness and dreams cannot come true.
Beiyue Hengshan Beiyue Temple Jiadao There are five mountains in the world, and Hengyue is located in the north. There are thousands of mountains and rocks, strange and unpredictable.
No one dares to enter, the temple is dark in daylight. Sometimes it rains, showering the heaven and earth with virtue.
God is at peace, and my kingdom will always be prosperous. Huangshan Send Wen Chushi back to his former residence at Baie Peak in Huangshan. Li Bai Huangshan is four thousand feet tall and has thirty-two lotus peaks.
The red cliff is sandwiched between stone pillars and golden hibiscus. Yixi rises to the top and looks down at the Tianmu Pine.
The place where the immortal made jade, leaving traces of its emergence. I also heard that Wen Boxue met each other alone in the past.
The Five Sacred Mountains are the most beautiful and the rock climbing experience is endless. Return to the white goose.
3. Beautiful words and phrases to describe a place
Scenery
The birds are singing and the fragrance is dappled, the windows are bright and clean, and the scenery is particularly enchanting. The water is like a flower, the mountains are bright, the mountains are beautiful, and the vagina is full of poetry and painting.
The water, wood, Qinghua, water and mountain light are colorful, colorful, colorful, beautiful, delicious, and ethereal.
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Seasonal scene
The grass grows and the oriole flies, the spring light is bright, the spring is warm, the flowers are blooming, the spring is cold, the spring mountains are smiling, the osmanthus fragrance is fragrant, the flowers are red and the willows are green
The forest is cold, the water is flowing, the peach blossoms are leaking, the spring is pink, the willows are green, the purples are red, the snow is The orioles sing and the swallows sing in the wind
The orioles sing and the swallows dance
Scenery
The lights are bright and strange, the trees and silver flowers are full of fire, the sky is filled with strange lights and splendor, thousands of lights are hung in the sky
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The red-and-japanese inscriptions, the magnificent facades, the beams and the carved buildings, the splendid Maoci earthen steps, the magnificent Qionglou Yuyu
The capital of Dayi
Flowers and trees
Dark fragrance, sparse shadows, lush greenery, colorful purples and reds, long forests, abundant grass, bright reds, dark green, dry clouds blocking the sun, lush forests and bamboos
Tomorrow's yellow flowers Red, white, exotic flowers, Qihua, Yao, grass, Yao, Huang, Wei, purple, every grass and tree are lush and green 4. Poems about places
Two poems about recalling the past. Du Fu recalled that the emperor visited Shuofang in the past, and thousands of people rode in. Xianyang.
The pride of Yinshan is a sweaty horse, driving east and west to hide. It’s not surprising that Yecheng was in trouble, the children in Guanzhong were bad at discipline, and Empress Zhang was unhappy because she was busy.
To this day, I am still trying to clear things up, and I am still busy trying to repair the troubles in all directions. I used to be a servant of mine, but it was not appropriate to send out troops to carry out a purge.
In order to retain warriors to guard Weiyang, Qiyong was sent to defend the Western Qiang. Quan Rong came straight to sit in the royal forest, and all the officials followed the king of heaven in bare feet.
I would like to see Fu Jiezi from the north. The old Confucian does not need a minister. Recalling the heyday of Kaiyuan in the past, there were still thousands of families in the small town.
The rice is dripping with fat and the corn is white, and both the public and private warehouses are abundant. There are no jackals and tigers on the roads of Kyushu, and the sunrise is auspicious for long journeys.
Qi Wan and Lu’s carriages work every day, and the men plowing the fields and the women doing the mulberry crops keep up with each other. The saint in the palace plays the cloud gate, and all the friends in the world are glued together.
There has been no disaster for more than a hundred years, and the uncle, grandson Liyue, Xiao Helu. How can I hear that a piece of silk is worth ten thousand dollars, and there is a field where the grain is now bleeding?
The Luoyang palace was burned down, and the ancestral temple was newly cleared of fox and rabbit holes. I'm so sad that I can't bear to ask about my past, and I'm afraid that I'll leave from the beginning.
The minister is dull and incompetent, but the court remembers Meng Lu's rank. Zhou Xuan is looking forward to the rejuvenation of our emperor, and he has shed blood on Jiang and Han, and his body is declining.
Suzhou "Leisure Walk on the Third Day of the First Month" The oriole at the mouth of Oriole Lane wants to talk, and the ice at the head of the river is about to be sold. The mandarin ducks flutter their wings, and there are thousands of willows.
"Climbing Changmen and Looking Around" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty When Changmen looked around, it became clear that the state was powerful, the land and customs were strong. One hundred thousand husbands' families pay taxes, and five thousand children guard the territory.
Changlu City is covered with green autumn grass, and the Bird Magpie Bridge is red with the setting sun. Floating pipes are blowing in front of buildings everywhere, and boats are parked outside every door.
The clouds bury the color of the Tiger Temple Mountain, and the water of Yueyaowa Palace shines brightly. The Tang Dynasty once rewarded Maoyuan with money, but now he does not dare to exaggerate the hardship.
"Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" The moon is setting, crows are crying, the sky is covered with frost, Jiang Feng is fishing and the fire is facing melancholy. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight.
Nanjing Stone City Author: Liu Yuxi [Tang Dynasty] 772-842 The motherland is surrounded by mountains, and the tide beats the empty city back lonely. In the old days on the east side of the Huai River, the moon came over the female wall late at night.
Bird Clothes Alley Author: Liu Yuxi [Tang Dynasty] There are wild grasses and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wu Yi Alley. In the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people. Linjiang Immortal. Author: Li Qingzhao [Song Dynasty] 1084-about 1151. The courtyard is a little deep, the cloud window and the foggy pavilion are often exposed, the willow tops and plum calyx gradually become clear, the spring returns to Moling trees, and people Laojian Kangcheng.
Feeling the moon and singing in the wind, there are so many things. Now that I am old and have nothing to do, who pities me to be haggard and even more shabby? There is no point in trying the lamp, and I am not in the mood to walk in the snow. Fisherman's Proud Author: Su Shi The dragon and the tiger have coexisted through the ages. From the place where the public rises and falls.
The gentle wind blows the drizzle. Fragrant grass crossing.
The Jiangnan elders stayed with the father. The bus is driving through the fog.
The red luan rides on the green luan. But I was surprised that this continent is called Egret.
If you are not my companion, you will fly away even if you want to get down. Nanxiangzi Author: Wang Anshi Since ancient times, the imperial state has been lush and lush.
Four hundred years have become a dream, and it is sad. The clothes of the Jin Dynasty have become ancient hills. You can swim around the water and go up to every floor.
Don’t ask about the past. Looking back, the Yangtze River flows empty outside the threshold. The moon in the river·Farewell to friends in the post Author: Wen Tianxiang I hate the east wind and do not borrow the world's good things.
In the afterglow of Shu birds and Wu flowers, I can’t bear to see the decaying walls of the deserted city, the bronze bird is clear in spring, and the golden man sheds tears in autumn. Who can express this hatred? The sword spirit is majestic, and the bullfighting sky recognizes the outstanding heroes. Na Xin Jiang Hai Yusheng, traveling thousands of miles south, is a small boat sailing together.
I am keeping my drunken eyes for the gull alliance, watching carefully the rise and fall of the waves and the disappearance of the clouds. The pillar swallows the victory, returns the flag and walks away, and rises to the top through the ages.
Qinhuai should be a lonely moon when I can’t sleep with others. Eight Sounds of Ganzhou Author: Xin Qiji Pay the benefits of the country to the public, the imperial state of Jinling.
I still recognize the swallows this year, Wang Xie Fengliu. I only use my usual respect for you, suppressing thousands of braves, and still fishing for Tianmeng, the east end of the Jade Palace.
Looking at the golden horizontal belt, it is planned for next year, and the prime minister will make him a marquis. There are new red plums singing, and the fragrance is gentle.
Let’s sit in the beautiful hall and get drunk all night long. From now on, we can count the eight thousand years to come. Do you know that the incense of the country is only collected at midnight?
Three Poems from Jinling (1) Author: Li Bai The Jin family traveled south to the south, and the next place was old Chang'an. The land is the emperor's residence, and the mountain is the dragon and tiger disk.
The sky above Jinling is spectacular, and the moat is clear from the waves. The drunkard went back to the river, and Wu sang and enjoyed himself.
Three Poems of Jinling (2) Author: Li Bai The land supports the power of Jinling, and the city flows back to the river. At that time, millions of households had Zhulou built along the road.
Spring grass grows when a country is subjugated, and ancient hills disappear when one leaves the palace. When the moon is free, the moon rises over the lake, and the waves rise towards Jiangzhou.
Three Songs of Jinling (3) Author: Li Bai In the rise and fall of the six dynasties, three cups are your songs. In the garden, there is less Qin land and more mountains like Luoyang.
There are flowers and plants in the ancient palace, and Qiluo in the deep palace. And died along with the human affairs, passed away in the east with Cangbo. Climbing the Phoenix Terrace in Jinling. Author: Li Bai. The Phoenix travels on the Phoenix Terrace, and when the Phoenix leaves the platform, the Kongjiang River flows by itself.
The flowers and plants of Wu Palace are buried in the secluded path, and the clothes of the Jin Dynasty have become ancient hills. Beyond the blue sky, the three mountains are halfway down, and the two rivers are divided into Bailuzhou.
Floating clouds can always block the sun, and the absence of Chang'an makes people sad. Lang Tao Sha Author: Li Yu The past is so sad! The scenery is difficult to arrange.
Moss invades the steps in the courtyard in the autumn wind. As long as the bead curtain is not rolled up, who will come all day long? The golden sword has been buried, and the vitality has faded away! In the cool evening, the moon shines brightly.
I want to see the shadow of Jade Tower and Yao Palace, shining in the sky over Qinhuai. Zhenjiang Kunyangzi Bu Suanzi and brother Bohunzi gathered in Zhenjiang on the 21st of the first lunar month. I came to my hometown on my back and left my hometown.
Having come and gone to the human world tens of thousands of times, I met in the iron urn city. Poetry and wine form a bond, and talk about the rain in rivers and lakes.
The wind and rain will take care of themselves tomorrow. Don’t imitate the foolish children. Two poems to see off Xin Jian at the Furong Tower Wang Changling (1) A cold and rainy night comes to Wu, and I see off my guest Chu Shangu in the bright light.
Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a heart of ice in a jade pot. (2) In the south of Danyang City, the autumn sea is overcast, and in the north of Danyang City, the clear clouds are deep.
Don’t be drunk when seeing off guests in a high building. You know your heart in the lonely cold river. Jinshan Temple Wang Anshi has several floors with stone pillows and windows on the four walls to face the wind.
Suddenly I saw the bird flying flat on the ground, and I was startled in mid-air. The clouds are filled with gold and rainbows thousands of feet high, leaning against the majestic jade peak of Han Dynasty.
Thinking of the cool moonlit night in high autumn, it is clear that the world is full of treasures. Jiaoshan Li Bai Looking at the stone wall, there are only a few pines, as if they are in the blue sky.
There is no rainbow in peace, and the sky is a long bridge. If the immortal loves me, he will raise his hand to greet me.
Song of King Yong’s Eastern Tour by Li Bai Danyang Beigu is the Wuguan Pass, painting the towers between clouds and water. Thousands of rock beacons reach across the sea, and flags on both sides of the strait surround the blue mountains.
Zhaoyin Temple Zeng Gong Walking into the Panasonic, two peaks lie in front of the horse. Climb the green dream and fly to the top of Cangyan.
In the past, when people were in a state of escape, they played with Zhu Si strings. I want to be the moon in the forest and write about the spring in the mountain alone.
This happiness is not obtained from outside, but is willing to be influenced by the world's network. I was originally desolate, but now I feel more comfortable.
I pity the most secluded place, where the running water roars and splashes. Yong Yu Le Nostalgia for the Past in Guting, North of Jingkou Xin Qiji Throughout the ages, there are no heroes to be found, and Sun Zhong seeks a place.
On the dancing pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain. The setting sun, the grass and trees, the ordinary alleys, where the slaves of humanity once lived.
I think back then, when we were strong and strong, we could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger. Yuan Jia hastily sealed the wolf in Xu, and won a hurried visit to the north.
Forty-three years later, I still remember the beacon. 5. What are the poems that describe "missing a place"?
1. People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, and you can't see home even if you look to the end of the world.
From "Homesickness" written by Li Gou of the Song Dynasty
People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, but you can't see home until you reach the end of the world.
I already hate that the Bishan Mountains are blocking each other, and the Bishan Mountains are still covered by dusk clouds.
Definition:
People say that the place where the sun sets is the end of the world. I tried my best to look towards the end of the world, but I couldn't see my home. The green mountains in front of me blocked my sight, and the heavy dusk clouds covered the green mountains.
2. The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?
From "Mooring at Guazhou" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty
Between Jingkou Guazhou and the water, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains.
The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?
Definition:
There is only the Yangtze River between Jingkou and Guazhou, and Zhongshan is hidden behind several mountains. The warm spring breeze blows green on the south bank of the river again. When will the bright moon shine on me back to my home at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain?
3. One cry, one ileum and one break, three springs and three months are recalled.
From "Azalea Seeing in Xuancheng/Zigui" written by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The Zigui bird was heard in the Shu Kingdom, and azaleas were also seen in Xuancheng.
One cry, one ileum, one break, three springs and three months of memories of Sanba.
Interpretation:
In my distant hometown, I once heard the sad cry of the Zigui bird; now in Xuancheng, a foreign land, I saw the blooming azaleas again. Zigui's cry is mournful, making people heartbroken. In late spring in March, when birds are singing and flowers are blooming, the wanderer is missing his hometown of Sanba.
4. Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, no one can forget the love of his hometown.
From "Wearing the Flute in Luoyang City on a Spring Night" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The sound of someone's jade flute flies darkly, spreading into the spring breeze all over Luo City.
Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, no one can forget the love of his hometown.
Interpretation:
Whose exquisite flute secretly emits a melodious flute sound, which floats in the spring breeze and spreads throughout the whole city of Luoyang. Who can not feel nostalgic for his hometown when he hears the song "Breaking Willows" on this night of sojourn?
5. When you look at the bright moon, you should shed tears. Your heart will be in the same place all night long.
From "Looking at the Moon and Feelings" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
It was a difficult time and the world was empty, and the brothers were traveling in various places. After the war, the countryside was desolate, and the flesh and blood wandered on the road.
The hanging shadow is divided into thousands of miles of wild geese, and the roots are scattered into nine-autumn pendants. ***You should shed tears when you look at the bright moon, and your heart will be in the same place all night long.
Interpretation:
During the war and famine, the ancestors’ property was wiped out, and the brothers were wandering around in foreign lands. After the war, the countryside was desolate, and our compatriots were separated during the escape. Gu Ying's self-pity is like a wandering geese, its whereabouts are like a rootless autumn pennant. Looking at the bright moon together, the separated relatives will cry sadly, and the homesickness will be the same in all places overnight. 6. What are the poems that describe "being attached to a place"
1. Poppy: When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come?
Five Dynasties: Li Yu
When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come? Already? How much do you know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back at the bright moon.
The carved railings and jade inlays should still be there, but the beauty has changed. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
2. Spring River Flower Moon Night
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ruoxu
The tide of the Spring River reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide.
The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the spring river!
The river flows around the meadow, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like sleet;
The frost flies in the sky, and the white sand on the terrace is invisible.
The river and sky are completely dust-free, and there is only a solitary moon in the bright sky.
Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people?
Life is endless from generation to generation, and the moon and river look alike every year.
I don’t know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending flowing water.
The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the Qingfeng Pu is full of sorrow.
Whose family is cheating tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower?
The poor moon wanders upstairs, it should be seen away from the makeup mirror.
The jade door curtain cannot be rolled away, and it comes back when it is smashed and brushed on the anvil.
At this time, we look at each other but do not hear each other, and I hope that the moonlight will shine on you.
The wild geese fly long and fast, and the fish and dragon dive into the water.
Last night I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, and it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring.
The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has set in the west again.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi and Xiaoxiang roads are endless.
I don’t know how many people will return home by the moon. The falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love.
3. Untitled·It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.
When I look into the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight.
There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.
4. Night rain sent to the north
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
Jun asked about the return date but had not yet arrived, and the night rain in Bashan filled the autumn pond.
Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?
5. Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan / Looking at the Moon and Nostalgic for the Past
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling
The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.
Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night.
When the candle is extinguished, it is filled with pity and light, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can’t bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night’s sleep. 7. Poems describing finally arriving at a place: Kuai Kuai
Yellow River: Poems describing the Yellow River:
If you don’t see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return. Li Bai " About to Enter the Wine"
"The Yellow River flows all the way to the East China Sea, and thousands of miles are written into the mind." Li Bai's "Gift to Pei Shishi"
The Yellow River is far up among the white clouds, and there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain. . Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci"
The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting over the long river.
Wang Wei's "Envoy to the Fortress"
The day is over the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea. Wang Zhihuan's "Climbing the Stork Tower"
When I want to cross the Yellow River, I will climb the Taihang River, which is covered with snow. "Traveling is Difficult" by Li Bai in the Mountains
The Yellow River has thousands of miles of sand, and the waves and winds blow from the end of the world. Liu Yuxi·Tang "Lang Taosha"