1. What are the poems about the reflection of lotus leaves in the water
1. Nan Gezi·The lotus cover is full of fresh green
Song Dynasty: Cheng Gai
< p> The lotus cover is green and the pomegranate scarf is old red. The water pavilion and smoke pavilion are cool in the evening. Another crescent moon hook and a static square hook.The silk lotus root is as clear as snow, and the cupboard gauze is as thin as empty. Who is Haowei with tonight? Call the beautiful woman to come and have sex, and there will be a curtain of wind.
2. If you break the lotus, you will receive a gift
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
He waded into the river and played in the autumn water, loving the fresh red lotus.
Climbing the lotus and playing with the beads, the ripples are not round.
The beauty is in the colorful clouds, and I want to give it to the distant sky.
There is no reason to miss lovesickness, and look forward to the cool breeze in despair.
3. Showers hit new lotuses
Jin Dynasty: Yuan Haowen
The green leaves are dense, all over the ponds, pavilions and pavilions, but it is more cool.
The pomegranates have just begun to bloom, with clusters of red flowers.
The old swallow and her young are chattering, while the high willows and cicadas are singing in harmony.
After the shower, pearls were scattered all over the new lotuses.
There are only a few hundred years in life. Think of the good times and beautiful scenery, and rest in vain.
There is no need to go through all the trouble of trying to achieve predetermined determination.
I ordered my friends to invite guests to enjoy the feast, and drank softly from the fragrant bottles and sang softly.
Even if he is drunk, let him have two rounds of the sun and the moon, coming and going like a shuttle.
4. Zhaojun's Resent·Ying Lotus and Rain
Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli
In the afternoon dream, the boat is under the flowers, and the smoke and water of the West Lake are filled with fragrance. The sound of heavy rain hitting the awning is the beginning of a dream.
But it was Chi He jumping in the rain, and the pearls were reunited after they were scattered. They gather into mercury nests and release clear waves.
5. Partridge Sky · Appreciating Lotus
Jin Dynasty: Cai Songnian
The Xiuyue Hengtang is fragrant for ten miles, and the water flowers are still and fragrant in the evening. The rouge snow is thin and smoked and sinks into the water, and the emerald plate is high and luminous.
The mountains are far away, the moon is long, and the dusk clouds and autumn shadows dip into Xiaoxiang. The drunken soul should chase Lingbo's dream and share the west wind. This night is cool. 2. What are the poems that describe the reflection of the Lijiang River
Text/Hu Bingyan
The vast mist of the Lijiang River
The reflection of the peaks is looming
Guilin's landscapes are the best in the world
Floating clouds pass through the strange peaks
Ah Lijiang River...
Your various postures make it difficult for a painter to paint with ink
Ah Lijiang River...
Your graceful and graceful appearance makes poets speechless
People are swimming in the painting
Boating on the top of the mountains
You and I are intoxicated by this feeling and this scene
On the bamboo raft, *** chanted poems about the green mountains and clear waters
The bamboo shadows are dancing and green
The mountains are stacked The beautiful water is entwined
The divine charm is magnificent
The colorful scenery is intoxicating
You are charming and charming, talking and laughing just like Pan An
If you The hibiscus in the water is charming in the blue waves
The water plants make waves with the water
The breeze gently lifts your hair
The leaves of the boat are on the river
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Wish to be in harmony with the mountains and rivers
Hundreds of boats competing in the stream and singing happily
The mountains are towering and the water is bending Bend
Falling waterfalls and floating clouds kiss flowing springs
People in the heart of the independent river are intoxicated
The quiet wonderland plays the strings of the piano 3. Poems describing the reflection of the moon in the water
"The Thirteenth Song of Qiupu" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty The water in Lu is clear and the moon is clear, and the moon is clear and the egrets are flying. The man listens to the girl picking water chestnuts and returns home with a night song. "Mountain Dwelling in the Dark Autumn" After the new rain in the Tang Dynasty, Weikong Mountain, the weather was late and autumn came. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks. The bamboo noises return to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay. "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" by Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty, the bright moon rises on the sea, and the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night. When the candle is extinguished, the compassion light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew. I can't bear the gift, but I still have a good night's sleep. "Moving in Qinhuai" Tang Du Mu's cigarette cage, cold water, moon cage and sand, berthing in Qinhuai at night near a restaurant. The merchant girl does not know the hatred of the country's subjugation, but she still sings the flowers in the backyard across the river. "Reflections on the River Tower" Tang Zhao Gu went to the Jiang Tower alone to think quietly, the moonlight was like water and the water was like the sky. Where are the people who came to play with the moon? The scenery is vaguely like last year's Spring River Flower Moonlight Night by Zhang Ruoxu in the Tang Dynasty. The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide. The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the spring river anywhere. The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like snowflakes. Frost is flying in the sky unknowingly, and the white sand on the pavilion cannot be seen. The river and the sky were completely dustless, and there was only a solitary moon in the bright sky. Who by the river sees the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? Life is endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar year after year. I don’t know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending water. The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the green maple pond is full of sorrow. Whose family is in a boat tonight, where can I miss the moonlight tower? The poor moon is wandering upstairs, and it should be seen in the makeup mirror. The jade door curtain cannot be rolled away, and it comes back when the clothes are smashed and brushed on the anvil. At this time, we look at each other but do not hear each other. I hope that the moonlight will shine on you. The swans fly long and fast, and the fishes and dragons dive and jump into the water. Last night, I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, but it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring. The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has set in the west again. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi and Xiaoxiang roads are endless? I don’t know how many people are returning by the moon. The falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love.
Hope to adopt 4. Poems about reflection
Yuan Haowen's "Roading on Daming Lake": "It is better to see the mountains at the bottom of the water, and a pile of smoke cannot be collected."
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Zhang Xian (Ziye)'s "Inscription on Xixi Wuxiangyuan": "When the duckweed is broken, you can see the shadow of the mountain."
The body and the object are like each other in all shapes and forms, "Shadow Fu" by Xie Yan of the Tang Dynasty ": "There are hundreds of flat lakes and thousands of miles of clear rivers. The trees are hanging and the mountains are standing upside down. The sky is back at the bottom of the cliff, and the clouds are rising in the waves." Du Fu's "A Trip to Meipi": "The mountains to the south of Banpi are pure, and the shadows are moving. In the melting time, the bottom of the boat is dark and the moon is rising over Lantian Pass. "The reflection of the white pavilion is reversed, and the reflection is reflected in the south." At the bottom of the river, everything is clear and clear. You know there are towers on the water, but you can see the opening and closing from the waves. "The most detailed description is from Chu Guangxi's "Looking down the Nanshan River with Zhu Gong in Autumn": "The fish and dragons are hidden in the green. Birds and beasts are swimming in the clear water. The wild cattail trees are under the autumn sky, and the grass is light in the waves. "Qian Muzhai (Qianyi) of the Qing Dynasty praised Yang Wubu in "The Collection of Chuxue": "Idle fish eat leaves like wandering trees, and tall willows sleep half in the shade. The couplet "In the Pond", it is precisely because of the fish in this couplet that it gives people a novel and vivid artistic charm. This reminds people of the poem in Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs: Mrs. Xiang": "When picking sedge and lychees, they are in the water, why are the weeds on the trees?" It should probably be regarded as an image of reflection in the water. "Dongting is rippled under the leaves", it is the time when the water is clear in autumn, and the water of the Xiangjiang River is characterized by "the clear blue of the river". Mao Zedong wrote in his poem "Qinyuan Chun·Changsha": "Look at the mountains all red, the forests all dyed; the rivers full of green, hundreds of boats competing for the current; eagles striking the sky, fish flying shallowly on the bottom." Among them, the word "xiang" The application of it captures the essence of art. "Lake Pavilion" by Yang Jingde, a poet of the Yuan Dynasty: "Fish are swimming in the mountains, and flowers bloom from the sky." Wang Duo's "Shadows of Water Flowers": "Butterflies flow on the surface of the waves, and mandarin ducks bathe at the top of the trees." Ruan Dacheng of the Ming Dynasty "Garden Residence" "Miscellaneous Ode": "The water is pure and has no body, and the plain tuna is like swimming in the sky. Looking down, I can see spring birds, sometimes turning among the algae." Pan Cigeng (Lei), a native of Wuxian County in the Qing Dynasty, "Suichutang Poetry Collection" Volume 8 "Inscribed on Kefan Pavilion" ": "Fish swim in the sky and eat the shadow of clouds, and trees reflect the waves and reflect the light." There are many examples of the magical charm of this kind of reflection. Although some are ingenious and some are clumsy, they all reflect the author's creativity. Artistic craftsmanship. 5. Poems about the reflection of lotus leaves in the water
1. Use me to give you three fireworks to change your confusion for the rest of your life.
2. Fenghua is like quicksand, and old age is like a period of time. 3. The street is long and the fireworks are numerous. You turn on the light to look back. The pavilion is short and the world is rolling. I sigh again.
4. Who made the string break in the end, the flowers fell on the shoulders, and the flowers fell on the shoulders, and they were in a trance. 5. How many beauties were haggard, how much lovesickness was broken, and only blood was left to dye the ink and cry in the grave. 6. The boundless earth can be destroyed with one sword, where will the bustling music and songs fall.
Leaning against the clouds, thousands of pots hide my loneliness, even if others laugh at me in vain. 7. Let him be pure and turbid in everything, and he will fall into reincarnation just because of your smile.
8. I send you a song, no matter where you are at the end of the song. 9. Who burns the smoke and disperses the vertical and horizontal ties.
10. Listen to the broken string and cut off the three thousand obsessions. The falling flowers are obliterated, and the wind is obliterated.
If the flower falls on someone’s fingertips, it’s pity. 11. There are trees in the mountains, but the trees have branches. My heart is happy for you, but you don’t know it.
12. Whoever forgets each other will forget first. The overthrow of the country is the homeland. Ling Ling refused to play, and the shadows were startling.
13. In the past, there were high-rise buildings where people could sing in the morning and sing in the evening, and there were dancing sleeves that would captivate the city and the country. 14. When all the floating flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.
15. Finally, the mist and rain from the south of the Yangtze River covered the world. After letting Hua give up, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever. 16. The still water ran deep, and the Sheng sang. Joys and sorrows. 17. The shadows of flowers under the moon are smiling at the love and hate in the world. The world is thousands of feet long, and there are countless flowers blooming.
18. The bell hangs under the eaves, and the eaves guard the bell, but the bell does not know it; the wind moves the heart of the bell, and the bell sings for the wind, but the wind cannot understand it; the world says that the most ruthless thing is like the passing wind; I say, the eaves What's wrong with being stupid! 19. Several episodes of lamentation and several lifetimes of joys and sorrows make it ridiculous that my fate is dictated by nature. 20. A thousand years of fame will bury you in one lifetime. The exquisite country is ridiculous but has no king's destiny.
21. The reason why peach blossoms are lonely is because they grow for those who are in love and bloom for those who are sad. 22. The Phoenix travels on the Phoenix Platform, breaks the promise, and waits all night. From then on, thousands of miles away, weeping in the south and north of the Yangtze River.
23. Once the world is completely silent, I don’t know whether it is sad or sad. 24. The still water flows deep, and the Sheng plays songs; the clouds and sunshine in the three lives are full of joys and sorrows.
25. The passing years cover the past, passing by, hastily creating a trace of sadness. 26. There is no sadness in this season when you leave.
Only the endless longing is spreading wildly. 27. Life can be full of joy, and death without regrets.
28. Build up the eternal love and crush the deep lovesickness. 29. The river is lonely, with dark green on both sides, and your figure is standing everywhere.
30. The charm of melancholy and clear distance is the distant and untouchable sadness, like a faint cloud and a lonely moon, which can only look into the distance of the sky. 31. The lights are shining, the voices are dim, and the songs are endless, beacons of war in troubled times.
Dark clouds cover the moon, and there are no traces of people. It is indescribable to be so lonely.
32. Lament the tears of beauties, the death of heroes, and there is so much suffering in this world.
How can we be happy when mountains and rivers are eternally silent. 33. The dusk clouds are like smoke, the floating clouds are thousands of illusions, the clear notes of dianthus and maple bells are gone; the idle man Zhuangsheng poetry and wine fairy, borrow a glass of wine and let yourself be free.
The common people in Yingdu are surrounded by lonely wind and poems about the moon, leaving and leaving unintentional plum blossoms and birds; gardenias are in bloom, earth flowers are green, autumn ponds are cold, jade rains and lotuses are old. 34. Signs of the ups and downs of life, and the rush of the world, naturally appear in front of us. Turning around and silence, distant mountains and flowing water, the world of mortals and diaries, mottled and memories, all cover up more of the world's fate in the ink-like paint.
35. Farewell to Beicheng. Looking back at Sansheng Amber. Xicheng Jue.
Turn around and be glazed white for the rest of your life. When the dust has settled and the beauty has been washed away, who has laid down his hands and poured out the world for her? Who can embrace a beautiful woman and travel with her to the end of the world? The wind blew the sand into a desert, and you waited for me, waiting for ten long years of meditation.
Meeting me is destined to lead you from poverty to hell. 36. How many beauties are haggard, how many lovesicknesses are broken, but only blood is left to stain the ink and weep in the graves.
37. Sitting alone on the window sill and facing the mirror, my face has gone through changes, and the moon is leaning against the wall while being supported by others. 38. If I can live thousands of miles away, then why bother with you? moment of sight. 39. Who will really be with whom? Maybe they are beautiful and white-haired, or they are the strangest thing in the world.
40. In the light, shadow and sound, the sky is still cold and the water is still cold. In the dream, silk and bamboo are singing softly. 41. The maple forest is dyed with fire, the beautiful pot sings to the moon, and the long song leans against the building. Year after year, in front of the flowers and under the moon, there is a statue of fragrant wine.
The red lotuses are falling from the water, and the only sound is the jade chime, but the feeling remains the same. 42. The vast sky of Han Dynasty holds the prosperity and sorrow, and between the curved eyebrows, destiny is destined to become the past.
43. The first makeup of the world of mortals, the mountains and rivers have no boundaries. The first face crushes the nightmare and has an unparalleled destiny.
44. The paper is a little worn and blurry. But every stroke and every trace seems to record thoughts that span thousands of years.
45. Destiny gathers and disperses like water, carrying the world on its back, just for a word, waiting for the next meeting. 46. ??Holding the old man in hand, imprisoning time and space, suddenly reaching the end of the world.
In the dream, all the flowers have fallen, but the feeling is still lingering. The meaning is unforgettable. Although the string is broken, the music is still singing. 47. There is a vast world of illusions. Once you meet, you will never forget it.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t know the master, smile when you meet him. 48. The world's ups and downs are rising in my generation, and the years are rushing me as soon as I enter the world; while talking and laughing about the emperor's hegemony, I can't bear the intoxication of life.
49. Sing loudly when you gain and rest when you lose. There is also sorrow and hatred. There is wine today and you are drunk now. You will be worried tomorrow. 50. If you don’t look back, why not forget.
Since there is no chance, why make an oath? Today, all kinds of things are like water without trace.
No matter what day or night, you are no longer a stranger. 51. We meet by fate, but we meet by chance. Even across the world, I hope we can remember each other.
We are lucky enough to know each other, but not lucky enough to stay together. The blue sky and the bright moon will last forever. 52. We met too late and fell in love too slowly. The dilemma of advancing and retreating has passed. We have passed the distance. We have passed the fate of gathering and separation. Can we go ashore when we turn around? 53. My heart is slightly moved but my love is far away. Things are not the same and people are not the same. No, everything is wrong, the past cannot be pursued. 54. The vast space and time, the vast sea of ????people, meet you, don't miss it, don't forget it.
55. If it were me who spoke first, would life still be the same? 56. The depth of the sea is not as deep as lovesickness. There is still an end to the sea water, and there is no limit to the longing for love.
57. When you are drunk, you see others quarreling in pairs, and there is no one to shed tears of lovesickness. 58. How do you know that the red silk threads have crossed a thousand paths and are heading back to different places? Walking in the snow in search of plum blossoms before you finally look back at the end of the sky. 59. The flowers are blooming and the flowers are falling all over your shoulders. The sound of the flute is cold, the shadows on the windows are lingering, the smoke is lingering, and the sound of oars is nowhere. 60. One year old. One year, one day after another, one autumn after another, one generation gathers and one parting, one happy and one sad, lying on the same couch, looking for acquaintances in dreams throughout life, he and we are together for a while We all know each other, we play and sing for a while. 61. I always hide. 6. Ancient poems about water
1. "Little Pond" by Yang Wanli in the Song Dynasty. The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the clear and soft water.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. 2. "Bamboo Branch Poems" by Liu Yu of the Tang Dynasty Xishan is full of peach red flowers, and the spring water of Shujiang River beats the mountain flow.
The bonus fades easily like a man's will, and the water flow is infinite like Nong's sorrow. 3. "Recalling Jiangnan" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me.
When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire. When spring comes, the river is as green as blue. I can’t forget Jiangnan. 4. "Looking at the Sea Tide" In the Song Dynasty and Qin Dynasty, stargazing was divided into bullfights, connecting the Huaihai Sea, and Wanjing in Yangzhou was awarded the title.
The flowers are fragrant on the road, the orioles are singing, and the bead curtain is ten miles away from the east wind. The majestic and handsome spirit is like a rainbow, shining in spring gold and purple, with flying lids following each other.
Weeping poplars enter the alley, and the painted bridge is surrounded by green smoke in the north and south. Remembering the prosperity of our motherland.
There are hanging buckets in the mysterious building, and the moon can be seen across the sky. The brocade pattern makes the sail, the pearl splashes in the rain, I would rather talk about the noble horse, fish and dragon.
The past is chasing Gu Hong, but the chaotic clouds and flowing water linger and lead him away from the palace. It’s better to write thousands of words and spend a thousand minutes in one drink.
5. "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" Su Shi of the Song Dynasty embroidered curtain rolls at sunset, and the water under the pavilion connected to the sky. I know that you have made a new work for me, and the windows are wet and green and red.
In Changji's Pingshan Hall, I was sleeping in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and there was no lonely bird. Recognize the drunken man's words, and know whether the mountains are beautiful or not.
A thousand hectares, all mirrors are pure and green peaks are inverted. Suddenly the waves rose, and a white-headed leaf danced.
Mr. Kanxiao Lantai 32313133353236313431303231363533e59b9ee7ad9431333431353864 has not understood the sounds of nature in Zhuang, and there are male and female in the right way. A little awe-inspiring spirit, a thousand miles of joyful wind.
6. "Playing with Still Water" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: Those who move enjoy flowing water, while those who remain still enjoy still water. It is better to make profit than to flow, and to discern the shape is not as good as stopping.
It was a desolate day with frost falling in the early morning and a gentle breeze rising. The red leaves are blooming in the middle, and the green leaves are blooming in the four corners.
It is eight or nine feet wide and narrow, surrounded by a bay with an edge. It is three or four feet deep and shallow.
The crane's feet are clearly visible, and the fish's tail is clearly visible. Look into your eyes and wash away the dust in your eyes, let your heart wander across your chest.
There is no difference between Dingjiang and Zen, and Ming and sincerity are similar. A man who is pure can discipline a greedy husband, but a man who is indifferent can make friends with gentlemen.
Not just for fun, but also for fun. The mind that desires to know tranquility is the only source of the mind.
7. "Like Fish in Water" Liu Yong, Song Dynasty. The light mist floats in the sky, the reflections of the chaotic peaks, and the ten-mile silver pond. Weeping poplar trees surround the shore.
The red building and the red pavilion face each other. The fragrance of wildflower.
Both play as mandarin ducks. After the first rain, Lanzhi Tingzhou looks like Xiaoxiang as promised.
The wind is light and the water is vast. Moving a clear light.
Painting a boat and a general. Yingyinghongfenqingshang.
Ziwei Lang. Cultivate evil spirits, drink, and enjoy the fairyland.
After returning home, we visited Luangpo Fengmarsh. This scene was also unforgettable. 8. "Butterfly Loves Flowers" by Zhang Xian of the Song Dynasty. The green water is flat and the flowers are blooming.
The shadows are in red makeup, and the steps turn to hang on the bank of poplars. After farewell, the affection will cease.
Meeting each other makes people miss you. The soft silk is light and has no ties.
The smoke arouses the wind and merges into the chaos of spring. He Lianyu's sweet and trembling voice.
Even though we are far away, we still see each other. 9. "Jiangchengzi" by Wu Wenying of the Song Dynasty. A leaf of west wind sees off the boat.
Qian Chi stayed. Si Tingzhou.
Newly bathed in red clothes, green water with fragrance. It must have been late outside the palace, and people were standing there with small curtain hooks.
Don’t worry if you are newly returned to your province. frown.
Banhenqiu. In the sky and on earth, the slanting moon embroiders the needle tower.
Don’t be obsessed with the dreams of flowers and butterflies in Xianglang. We meet on the river and carry light gulls. 10. "Journey to the South of the Yangtze River" in the Tang Dynasty. The smoke and wet rain on the Luoyin River are soft and silky, and the eyebrows of the desert hills are light in color.
The country of water is full of sorrow and affection, and the troughs are full of wine and silver at night. Thin silk swaying willows condense in the dawn sky, and the Wuwang Pavilion is in a spring dream.
Mandarin ducks and ducks cannot be awakened, and the green water is spread out to sleep in the east wind. The moonlight is quiet on the roadside in Xiling, and the light green car is Su Xiaoxiao.
11. "Bashui" Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi City's Bajiang River looks like spring dust. The soft sand is like Weiqu, and the sloping bank reminds me of Tianjin.
The shadow is dipped in the new yellow willow, and the fragrant little white apple is floating. Sitting in front of the stream, scratching one's head, why are you melancholy? 12. "Looking at the Residual Water from the Lake Pavilion at Night" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. The autumn scenery on the lake is sparse, and the lakeside is desolate at night.
Climb the pavilion and look at the lake water. The water shrinks and comes out from the bottom of the lake. There will be early frost in the Qing Dynasty, and the remaining days will be bright and clear.
The flow of water flows according to the terrain, and depressions have no definite quality. The white dragon lies in the clear water, and the green snake bends around.
Broken mirror and broken sword head, the light is not the same. I have been a visitor to the mountains and rivers for a long time, and I have seen all kinds of strange things.
When I came to the lake pavilion to look at it, it was difficult to describe this situation. I know that in heaven and earth, great things are not yet over.
13. "Clear Water Like a Mirror" The sage Cui Hao of the Tang Dynasty set up a metaphor to express the best and deepest feelings. Pure white and full virtue, clear and clear mind.
It is hard to resist watering the floating water, but it is hard to invade the solid water if it is filled with turbidity. A good lesson can be learned from a square inch, but life is in ruins.
One can discipline oneself when facing the spring, just like looking at the mirror calmly. Integrity and prudence are passed down in housekeeping, and the reputation is shared between ancient and modern times.
14. "Spring Water" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. Peach blossoms wave in March, and the river flows with its old traces. There is no sand tail in the morning, and the blue color moves the wood door.
Connect strands of hanging fragrant bait, and connect the canister to irrigate the small garden. Countless birds have been added, and they are noisy as they compete for bathing.
15. "Water Diversion" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. Qutang Yue Gorge is topped by clouds, with jagged rocks and no wells. The slaves in Yun'an are sad when the water is boiling, and the fish move back to live in peace.
There are thousands of bamboos and bamboos in the west of Baidi City, and the pipes are connected to divert the water pipes. It is difficult to stay in life physically, so there is no need to worry about water.
16. "Climb the Tower and Look at the Water" Tang Dynasty Gu Kuang's bird crows and the flowers and hair willows contain smoke, throwing away the scenery and recalling the youth. I went up to a tall building and looked at the river, where I could see the boat returning to my hometown.
17. "Water" Tang Han's irrigation is uncertain and empty, and the east note is Cangming, which is closed in the morning and evening. The high and green pond is long and the distance is longer than the green peaks.
The Xiaoxiang moon is soaked in thousands of years of color, and the dreamy smoke contains eternal sorrow. There is also a whimpering place at the top of the mountain, which is divided into parts for you to make heart-breaking flow.
18. "The Flood" In the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi lived in Guojian, the outskirts of Xunyang, and the flood came every year. Half of the buildings are floating, and many of the city battlements are falling.
The vast sea is the color of the sky, and the sky is green. The wind blows and the white waves turn, and the sun boils and the red waves boil.
Businessmen and businessmen went out from house to house, and cattle and horses took refuge in the mountains.
Moreover, when tax rates are imposed, it is quite detrimental to farming and mulberry production.
The only servant is Zhouzi, who encourages business in the world. I don't know if there will be a disaster for thousands of people, I will look for the sharpness of the awl.
I have no choice but to succeed. After the frost in September, the water dries up to flat ground.