Hunan poetry

Climbing Yueyang Tower

[Du Fu]

I heard that Dongting Lake is magnificent before, but today's wish has finally reached Yueyang Tower.

The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water.

There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat.

The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing.

To Changsha, Chen Taishou.

Lipper

Changsha is a country with seven counties, with Hunan waterfront in the south.

The king hung down his sleeves. The land was too narrow for him.

Don't be a small stone, be a layman in Anyuan.

Dongting Township has a long way to go, and I envy Jinyichun for coming from afar.

Tan sitong, the wall in prison

Desperate to stop thinking about James Zhang, he endured death and treated Dugan for a while.

I smiled at the sky from the horizontal knife, leaving my courage and courage behind.

Zeng Guofan

Climbing Yueyang Tower

Independent smoke is vast, knowing that the scenery is isolated from the world.

After all, there is no land, but there is a mountain in the center of the water.

Lonely clouds come from afar, and the drums and horns are magnificent.

The vassal's career is ancient, and there is no fairy crossing crane.

Climbing Yueyang Tower

Sudden high-rise buildings lean against the city, and Dongting spring water sits in the afterlife.

Sanjiang to the sea breeze is strong and the island is light.

Wu Chu Gankun's world sentences, the feelings of the ancient rivers and lakes galleries and temples.

There may be a dragon cave in the middle stream, lying down and listening to the flute of Junshan.

Yueyang Tower

Dongting is the water of the world and Yueyang is the building of the world.

Who is the man of the world, drinking upstairs.

Crossing Dongting Lake

The shock wave is always uncertain, and the temple can be pointed out in half a day.

Looking around, there is no land, and there are mountains in the middle.

The bird peak is terrible, but the sail is far away.

The fisherman's leisure is holding hands, and the song is vast.

Yueyang Tower

Hushan and I are the most intimate, and every time we get on the boat, we are unique.

Waves fly and rain fall, and lonely clouds set the sun to clear the border.

Singing high is suitable for diving, and sitting still is like listening to music.