What are the poems praising Xiamen's scenery?

1, National Official Liu Mingji

It is foggy at the moment. Turn off the sunset and shine on the tree.

After the autumn wind, I felt that rice was all over the mountain.

At the critical moment, the mortar was hazy and foggy, and the closed sunset made the trees on the roadside red. Unconsciously, after autumn, japonica rice in the mountains entered Fujian.

2, "Send someone to Fujian" Tang Lijun

Alas, Fan Fei is divided into Wan Li. Often the door folds the weeping willow, and the imperial garden listens to the residual warbler.

The sea guards Fujian and the city, and the river runs through Cheng Chun. It was Wang Cheng who made a guest appearance in Mo Wen and Cao Chun.

Unfortunately, the days of wheatgrass were divided into the love of Wan Li. The wild goose gate folds willows, and the court hears the sound of warblers. The coastal defense connects Fujian and Renyi, and the river runs through Cheng Chun. Don't ask the guests about their parting feelings. Spring grass is a journey of kings.

3, "Send Zhu Xiucai to Fujian" Tang Qiji

Jingmen has been here for a few days, and he is anxious to go. Far away visitors return to South Vietnam, and the north wind is behind.

There is a little light snow near the country, but it is not as brilliant as the sea. Strive to become a poetry industry, not seeking listing.

I have been in Jingmen for several days, and I want to go back and have no money. Tourists from far away, wearing coats, returned to South Vietnam against the north wind.

There is light snow in nearby villages and towns, but there are no geese by the sea. Strive to be a poet and have no intention of participating in politics.

4. Tang Qiji's "Send Weng Hunan to Fujian"

The ship is full of piano books and wine glasses, and the sails are open in the shadow of Qing Xiang. People go back to Country Garden in the south. Wild geese chase the west wind day and night.

The sky is getting lower and lower, and the mountain depends on the city platform. ? I haven't left the temple by the river, but I still want to see Xinglang return through letters.

The ship was full of piano books and wine glasses, and the sails spread out in the clear lake, leaving a shadow. People return to the south, and geese chase the west wind day and night. The weather is decreasing, the sea trees are separated, and the trip on the mountain is coming to an end. Look at the balcony of the city. I didn't bid farewell to the temple by the river, but I still looked forward to the return of Xinglang in a letter.

5. Tang, "Send someone to visit Fujian and Vietnam"

There is no need to ask questions, because I speak Fujian dialect. On sunny days on the island, river sails come and go.

I went to Du Xuan Palace and gave my body to Ron Gong Ling. It doesn't hurt so much, but it's off now.

I don't need to ask pedestrians for directions. I can speak Minnan dialect for you. The rain on the island is changeable, and the sails come and go. On the way, I visited the Du Xuan Building and gave it to Ron Gong Ling. There is no need to feel sad about the long journey today, and the traffic jam is clear now.