Poems describing seascapes 1. Poems describing "seascape"
1, the mountain covers the day, and the ocean drains the golden river. -(Tang) Wang Zhihuan's "Dengque Building"
Commentary: The sunset slowly sinks beside the Western Hills, and the surging Yellow River rushes to the East China Sea.
2. Sometimes I ride the wind and waves, raise my muddy sails and sail in the deep sea. -(Tang) Li Bai is very difficult to go.
Interpretation: I believe that one day, I can ride the wind and break the waves; Hang Yun Fan high and move forward in the sea!
Jieshi looks at the sea from the east. The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea. -(Korea) Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea"
Commentary: To the east, climb Jieshi Mountain and enjoy the wonders of the sea. The waves are stirring, and the islands in the sea are listed and towering into the sky.
4 ... Night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. -(Tang) Wang Wan's "The next berth on the North Fort Mountain"
Interpretation: The night has not faded, the rising sun has risen in Ran Ran on the river, and the Jiangnan in the old year has a breath of spring.
5. The sea rises and the moon rises, and the horizon at this time is * * *. -(Tang) Zhang Jiuling's Looking Back at the Bright Moon
Interpretation: A bright moon rises in the vast sea, and at this time you and I are facing each other at the ends of the earth.
6. When there is no wind at sea, the waves are calm. -(Tang) Bai Juyi's Screen Sea Map
Interpretation: When there is no wind on the sea, the waves are very quiet.
7, even the sea level spring tide, the sea bright moon tide. -(Tang) Zhang, "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"
Interpretation: In spring, the river is mighty and connected with the sea. A bright moon rises from the sea, as if spewing out with the tide.
8. The boat left and Jianghai spent the rest of his life. -(Song) Su Shi's Linjiang Fairy
Interpretation: Taking advantage of this calm night, I disappeared in a small boat and wandered in the rivers and lakes for the rest of my life.
9. When will the Hundred Rivers enter the sea in the east and return to the west? -Yuefu poem "Long Songs"
Interpretation: Hundreds of Jiang Xiangdong run into the sea. When can they return to the west?
10, the building is on the sea observation day, and the door is facing the Zhejiang tide. -(Tang) Song Wenzhi Lingyin Temple
Commentary: Upstairs overlooking the magnificent sunrise, the temple gate is facing the tide of Qiantang River.
2. Poems describing the seashore
1. The moon is already at sea and over the horizon. Zhang Tang jiuling
2. There, the sea floated to the sky, and you disappeared from this world in your fragile boat Don Qian Qi.
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows down from the sky and into the ocean, never to return?
4. Sand sea is deepened by unfathomable ice, gloomy clouds, Wan Li Ning, Don Cen Can.
Look, how fast the Benma River runs to Xue Hai! And sand, from desert, yellow flies to heaven.
6. The blue sea is foggy, and the solitary sail is shining with white light!
There is a clear blue stream below, and golden sunshine shines on it ... sail.
7. Ah, the sea-how kind and lovely you are-Emily Dickinson's blue ocean.
8. Where there is water, mountains and islands are towering.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. Cao Cao's ocean view
9. The moon is already at sea and over the horizon. (Tang) Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"
3. Poems describing the seashore
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. -Wang Zhihuan's "Dengque Building"
The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west? -Yuefu "Long Songs"
Sometimes I ride the wind and waves, raise my muddy sails and sail in the deep sea. -Li Bai, "It's hard to go"
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide. -Zhang's "Moonlit Night on a Spring River"
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. -Wang Wei's March on the Fortress
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea. The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea. -Cao Cao's Looking at the Sea
Tianhai floated up again, and the boat sailed to the edge of the distance; Beyond the mundane, you will naturally feel the light of Fa Zhou. -Qian Qi's "Send Monks to Japan"
Bowing without Qilu, looking east at the sea like a cup. -Mount Tai in Li Mengyang
After all, the world is just a small place. -"Farewell Du to Shu"
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
The sea rises and the moon rises, and the horizon is * * * at this time. -Zhang Jiuling's Looking Back at the Bright Moon
When there is no wind at sea, the waves are calm -Bai Juyi's Painting Screen on the Sea
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns? -Li Bai's "Into the Wine"
Look, how fast the Benma River runs to Xue Hai! And sand, from the desert, yellow flies to heaven. -Cen Can's Song of Running the Horse River bid farewell to Feng, the general of the Western Expedition.
The mouth is thin and the stone is thin, and the heart looks at the sea. -Han Yu's Jingwei Reclamation
Look at the sea, the door is facing the tide in Zhejiang. -Song Wenzhi Lingyin Temple
4. What are the poems describing "seaside"?
Poems describing "seaside" are:
1, Li Bai's Drinking for the Moon in the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
When does the bright moon rise in the sky? I stopped my glass and asked now. The moon will never reach the moon, but it is very close to the people.
Green smoke as bright as a mirror is flying in the palace, emitting cold light. But when you see the night coming from the sea, would you rather know that it is going to the clouds?
The moon is on the white rabbit's back, autumn and spring, and who is the neighbor of Chang's lonely life? Now people are not seen in Gu Yue, but in this month they took the ancients.
The ancients said, if people are running water, they look at the bright moon. Just look at the glass and sing loudly, and the moonlight can grow in a golden cup.
Translation:
When will you appear on the bright moon in the blue sky? I stop my cup now and ask some questions. People can't land on the moon, but the moon is very close to people.
As bright as a mirror, it soared to the palace, and the clouds were cold. You can only see it rising from the sea at night. Who knew it disappeared in the clouds in the morning?
In the month, the white rabbit pounded medicine from autumn to spring. Who did Chang 'e live with? Now people can't see the ancient moon, and now the moon shines on ancient people.
The ancients and present people passed by like running water, and so did the moon seen by * *. I just hope that when I sing to the glass, the moonlight can shine in the golden cup for a long time.
2. autumn scenery Preface by Wang Anshi in the Northern Song Dynasty.
Original text:
Don't pavilion cold anvil, lonely city painting angle, a school of autumn sound into the boundless. Oriental geese walk from the sea, while southern geese fall into the sand. Typhoon Zhu, just like yesterday.
Translation:
The sound of broken clothes coming into the hostel echoes the corner of the painting of the head of the island city, and an autumn sound reverberates in the vast world. The returning swallows flew eastward from the sea, and the geese in the south fell from the air and landed on the beach. There is the cool breeze that the King of Chu felt when he took Song Yu to visit Lantai, the wonderful moonlight when Yu Liang and Yin Hao chanted banter in the south building, and the scene of the cool breeze and bright moon, all of which are exactly the same as those of that year.
3. Song of the Sea by Liu Yong in the Northern Song Dynasty
Original text:
What is the camp of the people of the sea? Women have no silkworms, no weavers and no plowmen. If the source of food and clothing is too scarce, you will lose the levy.
Every spring and summer, the tide is full, and the tide retreats to scrape mud into an island. After air-drying, salty taste is added, and tide waves turn into brine.
Brine is thick and salty, and firewood goes deep into Wuji Mountain. A leopard can't avoid the tiger's trail. The morning sun rises and the sunset returns.
Translation:
What do salt people by the sea do for a living? Women don't raise silkworms to weave, and men don't farm. Insufficient food and clothing sources, relying on cooking salt in prison pots to pay taxes.
Every spring and summer, the tide rises to the whole seaside. After the tide recedes, we look for salty soil and pile it up into an island. The salt mud is weathered by wind and sun, which increases the salt taste, and then Shanghai water is poured on it to leach brine.
Salt water is much more salty than sea water, but much lighter than salt. Therefore, the salt people dare not stop and need to go into the mountains to get firewood. Knowing that there are tigers and leopards in the mountains, I dare not avoid them. Work at sunrise and return at sunset.
4. Wang Wan's "The next berth on Beibao Mountain" in the Tang Dynasty.
Original text:
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang.
Translation:
Wandering alone outside the green hills, sailing alone among the green waters. With the rising tide, the gap between the two sides is getting bigger and bigger. The wind blows; A white sail hung high.
The night will pass and the sunrise on the sea will rise; Spring has already appeared in the river before the New Year. Now that the letter from home has been sent, where will it be sent? I hope the geese will return to the north and be sent to the edge of Luoyang.
5. Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea" at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty
Original text:
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea.
The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
Journey to the sun and the moon, if you go out.
Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
Translation:
Go east, climb Jieshi Mountain and enjoy the boundless sea.
How vast the sea is, and the mountain island stands high on the seaside.
Trees and herbs flourish.
The autumn wind blows the trees and makes a sad sound, and the sea is rough.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to emanate from this vast ocean.
The Milky Way galaxy is full of stars, as if they were born from this vast ocean.
I am very happy, so I use this poem to express my inner ambition.
5. What poems describe "seaside"?
1. Travel and hunting
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Look at these men on the border. If they don't know a big basket all their lives and know horse hunting, they exaggerate.
The autumn wind blows gently, and the grass is white. It is the season when horses are fat and cows are strong. Flying horses depict shadows, and the riders on horseback are so complacent!
After a full meal, the falcon went to the outer suburbs to hunt, and the white whip inlaid with gold fluttered, like snowflakes flying in the air and Ming Di whistling.
Can bend the bow like a full moon, there is no empty hair in the arrow, and the arrow penetrates the empty owl.
The onlookers on the grassland were afraid of being hurt by the arrow wind and retreated behind them involuntarily. The whole desert was shocked by the heroic spirit of the rider.
Confucian scholars are not as good as rangers. What's the use of studying hard under the curtain even if you are bald!
2. "Rehai Xing Hang sent Cui Shi back to Beijing"
Tang Dynasty: Cen Can
I smell the Hull language of Yinshan Mountain, and the boiling water in the west seems to be boiling.
Many birds at sea dare not fly, and some carp are long and fat.
The grass grows on the shore and the snow spins away in the air.
Steamed sodium silicate burns clouds, boiling waves burn waves and frying the moon.
Yin fire burns the furnace of heaven and earth, why does it turn to the west?
The moon-swallowing cave invaded Taibai, and even Akasaka spread sweat.
See you drunk in Tianshan Guo, you watch the sunset at the seaside.
The cold of Baitai ointment is pressing, and the inflammation of the hot sea is thin.
3. A trip to Lingnan
Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan
When you go south of the Yangtze River, you can see the Yellow Sea.
Rain and sunshine on the hillside increase the image, and the heart of the pool becomes warmer and longer.
Archers skillfully waited for the wandering figure, and mother hurricane surprised the passenger ship.
Since then, it is no longer a worry, so I can't wait for the fleeting time.
4. "Look at Ye Luo by the Sea"
Tang Dynasty: Guan Xiu
Hearing the poems of the Qing dynasty, no one can compare with a gentleman. There will be a day in life, and this day will never die.
Chumuhan Temple, Jiang Bi enters the clouds. Acacia is happy to meet, and there are many leaves in the court.
5. "To the trees by the sea"
Tang Dynasty: Huangfu Ran
It seems that I am on a desolate shore, and I am in the distant sky. Every grass grows with sand, water and clouds.
The tide ebbs early, and the wind stays away from the sea and rain. Therefore, the injury to wanderers is mostly in front of passenger ships.
6. What are the poems describing the seaside?
1. At Helen's cabin
Tang Dynasty: Wang Zhihuan
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 further.
2. "indignation"
Tang Dynasty: Liu
Every year, after the defenders defend Huang Jinhe, hand knives waving whips keep ringing day and night.
In the late spring when it snows heavily, the Great Wall, a journey across the Yellow River and around Montenegro.
3. He Guang
Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous
Who says the Yellow River is very wide? Reed rafts can sail. Who said that the realm of Song was far away? I can see it on my toes.
Who says the Yellow River is very wide? It's hard to catch Xiao Mu's boat. Who said that the realm of Song was far away? You can arrive in the morning.
4. Yellow River
Tang Dynasty: Luo Yin
Don't pour Ejiao in this direction, because it is difficult to understand God's will.
Out of the Kunlun Mountains, I realized that Han Yin should be curved.
Great-grandfather swears that clothes are small, and immortals are light.
Who knows after three thousand years? Why report peace!
Step 5 cross the Yellow River
Ming Dynasty: Song Wan
The milky way poured down in a flash.
There are many risks in the world, and it is said that the Yellow River is a terrible road.
7. Are there any poems describing seascapes?
Chart title, picture element, ugly year.
Bai Juyi
When there is no wind at sea, the waves are calm The scale interface is neither small nor big, so there are ups and downs. Abrupt seabed aojiang, the first crown of the Three Gods Mountain. If you can't make a hook, you won't come in autumn. Or bite off more than one can chew. If you can't move, you'll never sink the hook. When one jaw is closed, all the jaws will turn around. Bai Tao gasped around his throat with black waves. The wind blows Fei Lian, while the drum waves anger the marquis of Yang. Whales and salamanders are ready to swallow the boat with their mouths open. There is no live scale in Wan Li, and many rivers flow backwards. Then make Jianghan water, and the ancestral meaning will also rest. On the pale screen, this painting has a good reason.
Stone beach is Cui.
When I was disappointed with the autumn wind, I was near Ishise. Myocardial infarction extension
8. Are there any poems describing seascapes?
The sea is extremely bright blue, and the waves are as calm as the West Lake in the spring morning.
Occasionally, the breeze only blows thousands of tiny sparkling wrinkles, which makes the golden water surface in the early summer sun look warm and gratifying. I have never seen such a beautiful sea! The sky is extremely bright blue, with only a few gauze-like light clouds.
Flat in the air, just like a girl, wearing a beautiful blue summer dress and a white scarf around her neck, absolutely exquisite and light. I have never seen such a beautiful sea and the sky.
The tide is coming, the surging tide, the back wave pushes the front wave, and the rows of glistening tides come in, with the sound of thunder and the momentum of Malik. The sea suddenly turned into an endless battlefield, and the sea breeze blew a sharp "horn". The waves are like thousands of brave soldiers, pounding the coast violently, rumbling and shouting.
A 1,000-kilogram boulder on the shore seems to "sink" to the "bottom of the sea" as long as it is gently brushed by the tide. Rows of waves hit the coast, splashing.
This spectacular tide makes me feel how much power is contained in the boundless sea, and how many poets have infinite reverie about this boundless sea water. Shortly after sunset, the orange sunset glow was still burning in the western sky.
The sea, which is also dyed red by the glow, is more spectacular than the sky. Because it is active, whenever rows of waves surge, the glow reflected from the peak is red and bright, just like a flaming flame, flashing, rolling and disappearing.
And the back. The sea is extremely bright blue, and the waves are as calm as the West Lake in the spring morning.
Occasionally, the breeze only blows thousands of tiny sparkling wrinkles, which makes the golden water surface in the early summer sun look warm and gratifying. I have never seen such a beautiful sea! The sky is extremely bright blue, with only a few gauze-like light clouds.
Flat in the air, just like a girl, wearing a beautiful blue summer dress and a white scarf around her neck, absolutely exquisite and light. I have never seen such a beautiful sea and the sky.
The tide is coming, the surging tide, the back wave pushes the front wave, and the rows of glistening tides come in, with the sound of thunder and the momentum of Malik. The sea suddenly turned into an endless battlefield, and the sea breeze blew a sharp "horn". The waves are like thousands of brave soldiers, pounding the coast violently, rumbling and shouting.
As long as the giant stone on the shore is gently brushed by the tide, it seems to "sink" to the "bottom of the sea" at once. Rows of waves hit the coast, splashing.
This spectacular tide makes me feel how much power is contained in the boundless sea, and how many poets have infinite reverie about this boundless sea water. Shortly after sunset, the orange sunset glow was still burning in the western sky.
The sea, which is also dyed red by the glow, is more spectacular than the sky. Because it is active, whenever rows of waves surge, the glow reflected from the peak is red and bright, just like a flaming flame, flashing, rolling and disappearing.
However, the back row is flashing and rolling in. On this beautiful night, I walked slowly along the soft beach. The sea gently stroked the soft beach and made a gentle "brushing" sound. The late sea breeze is fresh and cool, and my heart is full of unspeakable excitement and pleasure.
I have been to many coastal cities, all of which are lovely. However, my favorite place is Weihai. The symphony of the sea and poetry is like a steep mountain. The blue, deep and mysterious sea is something that many people dream of getting close to.
The splashing waves and rough waves have also aroused the surging poetry of countless poets. Looking out from the small window of world poetry, you can always hear the lapping of the tide and see the flying of seabirds.
Among many poems describing the sea, one by Argentine poet Bolehes is quite classic. He said: "On a quiet morning, the turbulent sea washed the boundless beach." This sentence should tell the basic image of the sea in people's minds.
What color is the sea? In different people's minds, there may be different choices from light green to dark blue. In Homer's epic Odyssey, in the eyes of the great blind poet, the sea is "dissolute". Indeed, the beautiful, clear and charming sea is really like a glass of wine, which makes people drunk at once.
The boundless sea can broaden people's minds and alleviate people's suffering. 1824, the Russian poet Pushkin was exiled to the Caucasus by the czar's autocratic government. Pushkin was honest and unwilling to cater to the local governor, so he was dismissed and sent back to his hometown.
Before he left, the poet stood on the seashore of the Caucasus, looking up at the distance, thinking of his friends, and wrote the famous "To the Sea" with loneliness and anger. At the beginning of the poem, he called affectionately: "Goodbye, free element! For the last time, before my eyes, your blue waves are rolling and your proud beauty is shining grandly. "
The sea is colorful and beautiful. You can get different feelings when you look at the sea from different angles. "The white dove is rippling on the calm roof."
This sentence is the first sentence of the famous French symbolist poet Valery. He compared the sea to a roof, and the waves turned into doves. Rambo, a talented boy, imagines himself as a drunken boat floating on the sea. He described the sea in the eyes of a sailor like this-"I am familiar with the sky split under lightning, wild waves, rapids and tornadoes; I am familiar with dusk and dawn as exciting as a flock of pigeons. I have seen wonders that people can only imagine! " Of all the poems describing the sea, Pace, a French diplomat poet, is the longest and most magnificent.
He said, "This is a sea song that has never been sung before. This is a song sung by the sea for us: the sea guides us until we breathe and end our development. The sea is us, guiding the silky sound of the sea and all the great coolness that the world is fortunate to get. " Whitman, an American poet, also likes the sea. He regards the sea as his teacher of poetry writing-"Ah, the sea, I am willing to exchange all this if you can get a wave of tricks.