What are the poems about Jiaxing?

(Qing) Shen Fu

Editor's Note: Poems and songs about Jiaxing written by ancient Jiaxing citizens and foreigners are endless and beautiful. The following are a few selected articles, which are quick to read. The word "immortal" written by Zhang Xian, Xiuzhou Prefecture, has been passed down through the ages with the famous sentence "Clouds break the moon and cast shadows". Yang Wanli's Misty Rain House in the Southern Song Dynasty has seven methods, which are often quoted. Wu Zan's "Water Tune Song Tou" in the Southern Song Dynasty is a bold and unconstrained work that sings the misty rain tower. Over Jiaxing, a poet of Yuan Dynasty, described the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan water town. At the same time, Wu's "Yuan Yu Huqu" in the early Qing Dynasty is famous for describing the scenery of South Lake, but it is indeed a political epic that feels the rise and fall of personnel. Contemporary Chen Weisong's He Xinlang is also a sharp contrast between the prosperity and depression of Jiaxing and Yanyulou, which covers a wider range than Yuan Yu Huqu. Huang Shang, a writer, wrote Notes on the Rhythm of Yuanshui, but it's a pity that the space can't be entered. Please refer to Cao Juren recorded in this article.

Zhang Xian, the "Flower Moon Pavilion Fairy" in the Northern Song Dynasty

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Yanyu Building of Yang Wanli in Southern Song Dynasty

Light smoke and desert rain, blue tiles and Zhu Dai shine on the water angle.

Fortunately, there is a garden in Yan Di, so you might as well go fishing in the lake.

Fishing songs, alas, are loud and clear, and the treetops are far away.

Leaning on a dry shirt and cold sleeves, I feel refreshed.

Janice in the Southern Song Dynasty was in Yanyulou.

There are guests who embrace loneliness and hold their heads high. There are thousands of hectares of misty rain in the lake, accounting for several spring and autumn periods. Maolin xiuzhu doesn't need to buy flowers and wine, and everyone is happy. In autumn, the sky is high and broad, and the clouds are heroic. Sigh my Cao, under five fights, it's too late. I've been practicing the river pavilion for a long time, and I'm idle to catch fishing boats. I have a shaky life experience, and I am more eager for the years. What else can I ask for? It's only a stone's throw from here, so I'm going to visit it again some day.

Guo Jiaxing Yuansa Li Du

Three mountains and a sea of clouds are thousands of miles away, and ten sails are hung with smoke and water.

Wuzhong Road crosses Mohist home, and Jiangnan painting is like a house.

Reed buds have just worn green sand, and carp at the bow is blowing waves.

Wu Ji paddled into the city, and the drizzle gave birth to green sand.

Singing nonstop, the river blew purple bamboo last month.

The spring breeze is full of partridges, and the whole city is full of falling flowers and singing.

Ye Wei of Qing Wu in Yuanhu District

The grass around Yuanyang Lake sticks to the sky, and the boat is put in the second spring;

Willow leaves rain in thousands of feet, peach blossoms with a wisp of smoke.

Fog and rain are blurred, and the old embankment recognizes the trees in front of the door.

There are three or two warblers in the tree. They have lived here in a boat for ten years.

The host loves guests and has a splendid banquet.

The drum painting team urged the peach leaf geisha, and the rest went out to expand the branch platform.

Lightweight boots, narrow sleeves, delicate makeup, fragile tubes and countless strings.

Yunmian's children pressed clothes, and Yunmian joined the army to dance.

The wine moves to the west, and the lake is fascinating.

I didn't play the new cover of the Ming Dynasty, but I gave Liu Dixiu red makeup.

Happy in the morning and evening, how much is seven expensive and three public;

Ten cattail sails and a few feet of wind will blow you straight to Chang 'an Road.

Chang 'an is rich and arrogant, and the maid incense protects the early dynasty.

Distribute old flowers and willows in Nanhu Lake to keep you company with Yanyue.

That knowledge is a fleeting dream, and the rustling sun shadow is sad and windy.

Playing the piano in middle school is not over yet, so what's the use of publicizing the mountain?

Once the clothing in the east city is closed, it is difficult for the adobe in the north to stay.

Poplar is still someone else's tree, and Pink knows it's not an old building.

The fox escaped from the famous bonfire garden and painted pavilions to spy on the anger of the veterans.

It was not because there was no county magistrate at that time and the city was unbearable.

I came to lean on the lake, misty and rainy, melancholy;

The grass suspects that the song is green at first sight, and the British mistake the dance clothes for fresh.

The joys and sorrows of life are traces of the past, and last year was a pity.

Wendy said goodbye to Shi Jilun for a while, took a cup and helped Tao Pengze.

If you can't see, white waves are threatening the sky,

I'm afraid the transshipment will be late, and the world will suffer endless storms.

Lost and fishing in rivers and lakes.

He Xin Lang Yuanhu feels old and clear, William Chan.

The roots of water are rooted in the wind, yellow and old, and silver is fresh. I remember that Zheng Hall and Ji Hall were filled with performers and servants. The gardens are all under the forest by the water. Spring city is not closed to the public because of the banquet, and the lake is beautiful. Jin Wu got scared and hung up 100,000 lamps and red balls. Revisiting Beize is natural and unrestrained, leaving the pool half floor misty and rainy, and Ban Ling is picturesque. The abundance of life is a piece of cake, faster than the wind and horses; How many degrees does it take for the clock to strike? Only the moon in Yuanyang Lake has ever shone on the whole city. Wave weaving chapter, the ship can be registered.