The two oars on board will be placed on the ferry of the Fuxizhou Bridge.
A yellow leaf covered a small bridge on the stream.
Outside the post office, next to the broken bridge .....
Poetry: The old vine cries faintly, the small bridge flows, the old road is sparse, the sun sets, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Rumor: On the swaying wooden bridge, the strong undercurrent makes the strength of both sides tend to the extreme. Unbalanced forces will summon a storm of destruction, and the sad era is coming.
As the saying goes, cross the bridge when you cross it.
Idiom: small bridge running water
Ferry bridge: south connection: the first-line bridge crosses the water lightly, and the semi-sail is cold and Wu Ge; Couplets on the north side: in spring, the boat's lips flow green, and people return to the ferry to set the sun. Dongxi Bridge: Moonlight contains regular shadows; Cross-strait book songs.
Qiaoxi Village, Meixian County: Shanglian is "a prosperous family, two surnames in the same village, three generations of exhibitions, four seas famous, Wuzhishan, Zhongfeng"; The bottom line is "Six Jinghua Flowers, Seven Rows of Buildings, All Parties Celebrate Together, Nine Birthdays, Top Ten Bridges!"
Nanxing Bridge: The scenery in Shu Qi lifts the other shore, and the beam in Han Yun, Dong Tian is steady and long.
Anping Bridge: Thousands of pearls float on the water due to the sudden downpour; Changhong wears a gold belt around his waist.
An Baili Bridge in Yuqian, Jin Ao: The south side is entitled "Yinhuang Left Bridge", and there is a couplet saying:
Yuyu Qionglou goes up and down in the sky; The square can worker spilled water in the center. In the northbound direction, there is the word "purple sea four lanes", and there is a couplet saying: the embroidered pattern opens the ring and the moon rises; Jin Lan a wrinkly Xia Biao blush.
Quiet: The banner in the south is "Mountains and Waves Blend", and the banner in the north is "Lan Ting An Zhi Spits Incense". The couplets are: the pavilion of the sun, cold and quiet; The flowers and trees after the rain are beautiful and fresh. Rain is full of vitality; Pine peaks and horizontal clouds are picturesque.
Embroidered Bridge in Summer Palace: There is a snail and a silver plate floating in the garden; There are thousands of scales, and there are golden waves in the moon.
Fish bridge in humorous garden: full moon with gold; There are sounds of wind and stones.
Zhao Zhouqiao: Water flows from the Jasper Ring; People ride on the back of the black dragon.
Cliff Baizhang Bridge Building Hall: There is no light in front of the hall; The cloud is not sealed, and the mountain gate is not locked.
Twenty-four bridge moonlit night; The victorious Yuanmen will be disarmed; Wash horses in Taiping Shahe River.
According to Huainan, the resort looks like a cloud shadow in the sky, the same color as Hengqiu; When the boat crossed the bridge, I heard the flute and the wind blew until the third night of the third month.
Xu Xiake, Qiaotou, Shui Sheng: East: The scenery is completely new, and pedestrians in Zhou Chi pass through the sea; The shape of the water remains unchanged, and it is clear and swift, reflecting nature. West: Zeng Youxia lived in Beituo; Hong Ying is still in Nanyang.
Suzhou ancient music bridge: the water is even longer than the sky, and the source of the ancient Sichuan is even Taidu; The old people are happy, and the scenery at four o'clock is better than that in Chuyang.
Shushan bridge: south side: the source of the house is traceable, and the two sides are green; Zhejiang-Han thoroughfare, a bow holds the green hills in Shu. North side: Tianyuan Emperor He Honglai fills the stone; This mountain is like Shu, and people think that the slope is a bridge.
Suzhou Bridge: Green Mountains, Green Water and Hundred Flowers Garden; Gather dragons and wake lions, a city of ten thousand years.
Huaiqing Bridge: the old moon in the east of Huaishui; Jinling ferry went on a whim.
Mid-mountain Bridge in Hangzhou: Where is Pan Xiancha going? I pass the red leaves to the world.
West Lake Broken Bridge: Broken Bridge; The snow is still there.
Baisha Bridge in Xin 'an, Zhejiang: If you look at the rainbow, you will strive for the beauty of lakes and mountains; Rock-solid, fighting for a long time with Shui Yue.
Qingteng Bookstore Bridge Pavilion: It is not necessarily a porch alias; It should be noted that the book owner is pregnant.
A pool of golden jade is like a flower; Eyes full of blue and yellow.
Wan 'an Bridge in Jiangtou, Luoyang: The tide comes straight for snow; The setting sun slanted on the rainbow.
Two-wing stone tablets help the sea out; Du Yue Airlines in Sanqiu Water
Taishou two thousand stones; Patriarchy lasted for 500 years.
Wang Dao helps the wings for thousands of years; The imperial court is vast and there are no waves in the four seas.
Nanpu bridge: next to the green water bridge, the stone is enough to make friends; On the banks of Bai Yunxiang, mountains and rivers still protect the pavilions.
Anping Bridge, Jinjiang, Fujian: There is a Buddha on earth; There are no bridges in the world.
The far bridge of the first bridge town of the Yellow River in the world: the natural barrier turned to Kangqu, as straight as a sea tower, and now it is uninhabitable; The river opens the picture book, and the ladder is safe, so the scenery is beautiful.
There are thousands of waves in the sea; Another bridge on the Yellow River.
Daduqiao: The Long March remembers the danger of Lu Guan; These three armies are far away to guard against the invasion of the empire.
Ludian Bridge: Up and down shadows shake the end of the month; The man in the mirror is crossing the ladder.
Emei Shuangfei Bridge: fly to Hong Ying; The heart of a cow will last forever.
Double cable bridge on Doucheng Mountain: Up and down shadows shake the end of the month; People crossing the bridge in the mirror.
Qingcheng winding path Duoting Bridge: Qingcheng Bridge: Lushan Bird Finding Road; Schleswig presses the rainbow's waist.
Crossing the stream bridge: cut off the public flow with one column; There are thousands of peaks on all sides.
Ningcui Bridge: Waterfall Waterfall, lyre ring; Ficus pumila is hidden in the mountains.
Guanwaitou Bridge in the north of Guiyang City, Guizhou Province: bid farewell to Hetou, sigh Wan Li's long drive and cross the bridge into Tianya Road;
I'm looking forward to going home today and welcoming the road to the left. I'm glad to see my old friend, but I still doubt my dream.
Yuntong Bridge in Taishan Mountain: There is a "Zhuquan Pavilion" on the east side of the bridge, and there are many pairs of questions: Watch the waterfall according to the stone fence; Cross Qiao Yun again and visit the swan song.
My road twists and turns through a hidden valley; Corner from the mountain to the sea. Choose poems from different poets to form a poem.
Pulling out the danger is thrilling, and the clouds here have become dreams; Climb to the top of the eye, and worry about self-suppression from this custom. Liu Guangzhao
When you are running around, you should try your best to think; Cause and effect research, accumulate success, dare to face the mountains. Liu Zhensheng
It rains on a sunny day and falls off a cliff; A line enters the end of Qingming.
Gaobei Bridge in Tai Po, Guangdong Province: a flying rainbow, people are on Qingyun Road; Half a month, hidden in Tangui Palace.
Wuchang snake mountain bridge: white clouds curl, endless sails fly, and the Three Gorges waves open the East China Sea;
The yellow crane is boundless, and the five continents are drunk.
Liu Shu Bridge in my hometown.
Liushuqiaotou in my hometown
Naughty yellow dog
Missing won't sleep.
See strangers screaming all the time.
Liushuqiaotou in my hometown
Old cow drinks water.
Lonely and intoxicating
Looking back at the sunset, the beauty remains the same.
Liushuqiaotou in my hometown
Small weeping willow
Gone with the Wind
Like a lover waving gently.
Liushuqiaotou in my hometown
A gurgling stream
Joy is silent and quiet.
The croaking of frogs on the grass is worrying.
I miss my hometown and Liuqiao.
Pomegranate that never blooms on the bridge.
A snail crawled slowly on the pomegranate.
Looking for the way home.
Hometown Shang He Bridge
A bridge across the river of my memory.
For many years, I often stood by the bridge, overlooking the rolling river and looking up at the towering peaks. Straw houses, fields, beaches, canals, shore willows, cock crowing in the morning glow, dog barking in the evening, eagle flying in the mountain wind, and sheep with smoke returning to the fence. Drawing a unique sketch by the bridge, hanging on the heart screen, also decorated my open mind.
It is an ordinary river, which passes through the open space between the village and the mountain bee, cuts off the connection between the village and the mountain bee, and becomes lonely with each other.
Bridges are also common bridges. Bridge wood is oak or willow cut by fathers from the top of Nanshan Mountain, and it is a pair of two. The big one is on the stone pile in the middle of the river, and the small one falls on the other side. Four pieces of wood are enough to make an ordinary bridge. The small bridge is simple and unpretentious, just like a button that my mother sewed on my inner skirt.
In this way, the small bridge sewed the hope of the small village with the mountain peak.
On the road from Caotan to Nanshan in front of the village, the river cut off the enterprising spirit of the path and sighed at the river. Xiaoqiao bravely lies on the river and connects the nerves and blood vessels in the broken road with his own body. He assumed the responsibility of connection with an unchanging attitude, and greeted and sent without any regrets. Bridge, Trinity. Seen from the top of the mountain, the bridge is two legs extending from the mountain to the village; From the village, the bridge is the arm that the village embraces the mountain peak.
And embracing the mountain bee is to embrace the day of ample food and clothing. Nanshan in my hometown, with a total area of more than 5,000 mu, starts from Lazi and LaoYuefu on the second floor in the east and reaches Fengou and Yangjiakan in the west. There are lush trees, exotic flowers and grasses, mountain products wild fruits, birds and animals.
There are thousands of acres of fertile land on hillsides and roots. If Nanshan is a cornucopia, then the small bridge is the way for villagers to get rich.
The fragrant Tatar flowers have withered and the lotus flowers have blossomed. The first batch of herbs in the mountains has matured. Fritillaria, ground keel, gentian and asarum are in full bloom, waiting for harvest. After the purchase notice was posted at the purchase station of supply and marketing cooperatives, people entered the mountains one after another. We children are also sandwiched between adults, running across the bridge with small hoes on our shoulders, climbing up the hillside full of medicinal incense, and harvesting naturally.
At night, people in the north of Qiaonan Bridge get together and sort out the results. The children ran home happily to accept the rewards of adults. The first fountain pen I used was bought with three catties of asarum, and the bright silver cap and light blue pen tube are still clearly remembered.
The bridge is also the pointer of the clock, which accurately records the sequence changes. One end of the bridge is spring, and the other end is autumn. The shoulder pole that just picked the seeds suddenly became a backpack to carry crops; The earthen basket filled with fertilizer was immediately filled with radish and cabbage. There are golden ears of grain, delicate pods and heavy red sorghum on the bridge. They bent the waist of the bridge.
The small bridge holds up the joy of harvest.
The small bridge also has its leisure. In the drizzle, about a few fishing friends' lines, Ling Bibo hooked hope and wandered leisurely. In late autumn, people always dig a few fish pits on the river under the bridge, or occasionally pick up a row of fish to dry, and hardworking villagers work together with the bridge to catch their own fish.