Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old; When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?
2. Remembering Jiangnan-Tang Huangfusong
Blue embers fall, and the screen is dark red bananas. Dreaming of plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the night boat playing the flute and the rain rustling, and people talking about the post bridge.
3. Recalling Jiangnan-Yuxi, Liu Tang
Spring has passed! Thank you, Los Angeles is weak and suspicious of the wind, and the bushes are like towels. Sitting alone is also a sigh.
4. Looking south-Dongpo, Su Song
Spring is not old, the wind is fine and the willows are oblique. Try to watch it on a separate platform. Half the city is full of spring water, and the flowers are dark.
5. Looking at Longevity and Autumn Water in Jiangnan with Double Tones-Chen Weng, Liu Song
Qi Mei, the color waiter. Ran Ran, the island of Nine Dynasties in the sky, smiles in front of you. People sing their own songs.
A chrysanthemum under the hedge is drunk. Flowing water asks you for thirty hooves, and autumn wind remembers my poem. Save the evening fragrance.
6. Looking at Longevity in the South of the Yangtze River with Dual Tones —— Liu Song Chen Weng.
Seven days later, Dong Hui will be before reclamation. In February, the remaining years ended at thirteen thousand. This will be a feast.
Sing about snow, except snow. Look at the longevity department falling down again and again, and there is no straight orange millet in front of you. Sing magpie fairy.
7, Jiangnan good/memory Jiangnan-Song Zhao Shi Xia
The sky is full of water, and the water is far from the sky. The sky is high and the clouds are light, the moon is high and the clouds are cold, and the water is full of moonlight. The moon reflects the water in the sky.
People and scenery, people and scenery are difficult to be complete. When the scenery is good, the heart beats fast and the heart is far from the scene. Don't talk to laity.
8. Looking at Jiangnan-Song Zhu Dunru
Inflammation is eternal, and the first night invades the bed. Lying on the bank of a cluster of lotus leaves, hibiscus is fragrant and cool. The pillow is a fairyland.
9. Looking at Jiangnan-Song Zhou Bangyan
Wandering prostitutes scattered around the embankment alone. The grass is full of smoke and water, and the west of the city is cloudy and dark. Nine strangers never touch mud.
Under the peach and plum blossoms, the Spring Festival Gala was unsuccessful. Outside the wall, flowers find their way around, and Liu Yin crosses the warbler. There is sadness everywhere.
10, recalling Jiangnan-Ting Yun, Tang Wen
Never hate, hate to the ends of the earth. I don't know what the mountains and the moon are thinking, but the water and the wind fall in front of me, swaying Yun Lan and slanting.
After washing, I boarded the river pavilion alone and leaned against the bar to stare at the river. After all, Qian Fan is not here, and the oblique light is full of water, and Bai Pingzhou is heartbroken!
2. What are the beautiful poems about Jiangnan? 1. Spring, summer, autumn and winter
Jiangnan is good, and spring scenery shines through the curtain. The east wind blew willow green all night, and the pond was full of clear water and pink. There are many rhymes.
Jiangnan is good, picking lotus in summer. Flowers are bright in the green cover bush, and Yanpa walks down the leaf field. Couples are drunk and linger.
Jiangnan is good, and autumn sounds everywhere. Silk rain floats across the river to see the fallen leaves, and the breeze kisses the willow and listens to the flies. Comfort is leisure.
Jiangnan is good, and winter snow wins Kyoto. The wind blows a hundred rivers in accordance with jade, and clouds open thousands of trees to hang pearls. Unlike Lu Shibing.
Second, Mei Julanju
Jiangnan is good, and plum blossoms are fragrant in the first month. Thin bones and scattered branches, cold and quiet night and black fragrance. Windows and the moon are different, too.
Jiangnan is good and fascinating. Wind butterfly clothes are suspected of dancing, and their faces are like makeup. Every mouth is like a million things.
Jiangnan is good and bamboo scenery is proud. The mountain road blocks the sun, the sun and the moon are lush, and Qiong Yao is painted in the garden. Spring tide in the snow.
Jiangnan is good, autumn chrysanthemum is yellow. Nanmo blue sky and golden world, Dongli pink mandarin duck. Tao Lingyong's poems.
Three. Harmony between heaven and earth
Jiangnan is good and happy. Shunri's demeanor is really rich, and Tian Yao likes beautiful poems. Green praises Fang Chun.
Jiangnan is good, and there are clouds in the spirit. Nine strange winds cage Yushu, and thousands of Sichuan manna brew Qionghua. A Qin is brilliant.
Jiangnan is good, and there are many outstanding people in Jiangnan. Wu Weiwen hangs bamboo silk, and the dragon and tiger become a strange talk. I'm the only one who's ashamed.
Jiangnan is good, and the most expensive thing is people and peace. Three visits to the thatched cottage were fruitful, and some territories listened to Sichuan songs. It will exist forever.
3. A beautiful poem about Jiangnan The Old Dream of Jiangnan is just a poem mourning the gradually fragmented impression of Hangzhou in memory. Seven years of youth, seven years of high spirits, seven years of prime, but now it is hard to sigh that Jiangnan is dyed green. Looking back, I saw that the emperor of the distant mountains dreamed of Jiangnan for a long time, but the swallows who flew back from the black dress in the Southern Song Dynasty got the old sunset. Tonight, the moonlight shines on the West Lake, and the flute blows away, blowing away the sadness at the bottom of the peach blossom fan. In the distance, the boat is painted, the lights on the shore are scattered, the candlelight shines, and the moon falls into the cold window. A young woman grabbed her long hair and stroked her face in the water. The capital city is vast, with blue masonry walls, and the people went to the palace wall where the Six Dynasties prevailed over the weak and left their hands behind.
4. Jiang Nanshan's water poems recall Liu Yuxi in the south of the Tang Dynasty.
Spring has passed! Thanks to the people of Los Angeles. Weak willows are suspicious of the wind, shrubs are like towels, and sitting alone also contains sighs.
Wangjiangnan Dongpo
Spring is not old, the wind is fine and the willows are oblique. Try to see it from a separate platform. A city is full of spring flowers, and thousands of flowers are dark in the misty rain.
Yi Tang Jiangnan Wen ting yun
Never hate, hate the end of the world. I don't know what the mountains and the moon are thinking. The water and the wind fall in front of me, and Yun Lan tilts. Wash and dress, and lean on Wangjianglou alone. They all missed Qian Fan, and the water kept flowing, and they were heartbroken to Baipingzhou!
Wang liyu
Idle dreams are far away, and flowers bloom in the south. On the boat, the orchestra is on the river, and the city is flying with catkins and rollers. Kill the flower watcher! Dreams are far away, and autumn is clear in the south. Thousands of miles away, the cool color is in the distance, and a boat is moored in the depths of Luhua. The flute is in the Moon Building.
Mengjiangnan Qingqu Army
Sad leaves will never come back. Even if the tree is full of flowers, the new branches are not old branches, and the water is late.
Yi Tang Jiangnan Huang fusong
Blue embers fall and red bananas darken the screen. Dreaming of plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the night boat playing flute and the rain rustling, people talking about the post bridge.
Double Carving King Jiangnan Shouqiushui Liu Song Chenweng
Qi Mei described Xia Zi, a colorful waiter. Ran Ran, the island of Nine Dynasties in the sky, smiles in front of the statue. People sing their own songs. Chrysanthemum under the hedge, one drunk. Flowers and water, please welcome me thirty times. Autumn wind wrote me a poem. Save the evening fragrance.
Jiangnan Good/Memories Jiangnan Shi Xia
The sky is water, and the water is far away from the sky. The sky is high and the clouds are light, the cold moon overflows, and the water, light and moonlight merge into one. The moon reflects the water in the sky. People and scenery are difficult to be complete. The scenery is good, the heart beats fast, and the heart is far from happy. Let's talk to laymen.
Wang Jiang, Zhou Bangyan in Southern Song Dynasty
Wandering prostitute, wandering alone on the levee. The grass is full of smoke and water, and the rain in the west is dark. There is no mud in the land of nine eccentrics. There is a saying between peaches and plums, and the Spring Festival Evening has not become a new way. Outside the wall, the flowers found their own way, and the willows flew over the songbirds. There is sadness everywhere.
Zhang Song County, Liu Jiangnan
Sui dike is far away, and the waves are urgent and the dust is light. Today, the ancient Liuqiao saw many farewells, and people were worried about their lives, let alone taking care of themselves. After the oblique light, the new moon rises to the west. I wish I could walk with you like the moon.
Southern Song Dynasty in Wang Jiang
On a hot day, the first night of the month invaded the bed. Exposed by a bunch of lotus leaves, hibiscus is fragrant and the water is cold. On the pillow is the fairyland.
5. The style of modern poetry with Jiangnan charm is still optional: ancient style, aestheticism and desolation "Rain Lane"
Author: Dai Wangshu
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane
I hope to see
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
She does.
Clove-like color
Lilac fragrance
Lilac sadness
Mourn in the rain
Sad and confused
She lingers in this lonely rain lane
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Like me
Like me.
Walk quietly
Cold desert, melancholy, and melancholy.
She approached quietly.
Get close and throw again.
Breathing eyes
She floated by.
well
As sad and confused as a dream.
Floating like a dream
Dingxiangyuan
I missed this girl.
She walked away silently, walked away.
A ramshackle hedge.
Walk through this rainy path
In the sad song of rain
Remove her color.
Scattered her fragrance.
Disappeared, even hers
Breathing eyes
Lavender melancholy
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane
I hope to float over.
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
6. Poems about Jiangnan 1, "Recalling Jiangnan"
Said by: Don Bai Juyi
Original text:
The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar.
When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass.
How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?
Translation:
How beautiful the scenery in Jiangnan is, the picturesque scenery has long been familiar. At sunrise in the morning, the blooming flowers by the river are brighter than the flames, and the Qinghe River is greener than the blue grass. How can one not miss Jiangnan?
2. "Bodhisattva Man II"
Said by: Don Wei Zhuang.
Original text:
Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists should stay in Jiangnan until they are old.
The spring water is greener than the sky, so tourists can sleep on the boat listening to the rain.
The women selling wine in Jiangnan restaurant are all very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow.
Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home.
Translation:
Everyone says Jiangnan is good, and tourists here just want to die in Jiangnan. In spring, the river is clear and green, better than the blue sky. You can also fall asleep listening to the rain on the painted boat.
The woman selling wine in Jiangnan restaurant is very beautiful, and her arms are as white as snow when holding wine sleeves. Don't go back to your hometown when you are young, it will hurt your heart when you get home.
3. Memory of Jiangnan
Said by: Don Bai Juyi
Original text:
Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou.
Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion.
When will you revisit?
Translation:
The most memorable memory of Jiangnan is Hangzhou. When the moon is full, look for laurel seeds in the mountain temple, climb the county pavilion and enjoy the spring tide in Qiantang River. When can I go to play again?
4. Reciting Jiangnan Ci
Said by: Don Bai Juyi
Original text:
Jiang Nanyi, followed by Wu Gong.
Wu Yi cup of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dance lotus drunk.
Will we meet again sooner or later?
Translation:
Recalling Jiangnan, recalling Wugong again, drinking a glass of Wugong wine and spring bamboo leaves, watching Wugong singers both dance like charming hibiscus. When can we meet again?
5. "Water Fairy Chants for Jiangnan"
Said by: Bird Yang Hao
Original text:
A river is full of smoke and water, and people on both sides draw eaves.
There is a faint lotus in Qiu Guang. Watching Sha Ou dance over and over again,
Shilixiang wind bead curtain. Row the boat to the horizon,
The wine flag is in the wind. People really love Jiangnan!
Language:
The sun shone on the river and raised thin smoke. The houses on both sides of the river bank are like painted eaves, as if connected together. On the river, lotus leaves and rhombic leaves are clustered and floating in the water, and Qiu Guang is quiet and leisurely; Watch Sha Ou roar and dance, and the fragrant wind reveals the bead curtain on the ten-mile shore. In the distance, the original boat came from the horizon, and the flag of the restaurant fluttered in the wind. I really like this beautiful Jiangnan scenery!