1. Poems about Dianjiangtai
Poems about Dianjiangtai 1. Compiled poems with names, names: Pan Chengjiao, Han Shanzhong, Yan Chao, Yan Chuanren, Yuan Hongxia, Lin Yinghua Requests:
< p> The men of the Pan family are the pillars of the family.Achieving great achievements comes with hard work.
The dragon enters the sea and rides the huge waves,
The handsome flag points to the general platform in the wind.
General Han Xin should seek more troops,
and be good at military strategy for the country.
Mid-autumn is a time of great joy to see the harvest scene.
A cool-looking hero never worries.
The son of Yan family is talented,
His will is to step on the clouds.
The white-robed general of Changshan looks cool.
Kill the enemy in battle and climb the tower.
The athletes in the Yan family are the true pillars of the family,
He inherits the heroic spirit and a little secret.
A benevolent heart and an iron fist are worthy of great responsibilities,
A handsome flag is carried on the shoulder.
Qiu Haitang, the daughter of the Yuan family,
The red flowers and flowing water are full of affection.
Xiafei is as beautiful as the city,
She is as beautiful and shy as a matchmaker.
Lin Tao's soothing fragrance of flowers,
is so heroic that it makes people dance.
The bright lights are shining brightly, and the future is bright.
The gold medal list of fame is just right.
2. Poems with "wood"
Spring Hope by Du Fu
The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. The flowers shed tears when I feel grateful, and the birds are frightened by the hatred.
The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust.
Send Chen Zi'ang, a bachelor from Donglai, to Wu Jing
Buy the sword with a thousand gold, but never give it to anyone in your life.
Farewell to you thousands of miles away, and we will marry you with gifts.
A lonely pine should grow old, and all trees should love spring.
What is the way to go? There is no new way to make white hair.
Late Spring Han Yu
The grass and trees know that spring will return soon, and all kinds of red and purple will compete with each other.
The poplars and elm pods have no talent and thoughts, but they can only solve the problem of snow flying all over the sky.
The Zen Temple behind the Poshan Temple is often built
Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest.
The bamboo path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is surrounded by flowers and trees.
The light of the mountains pleases the birds, and the shadows of the ponds empty the hearts of the people.
All sounds are silent, except for the sound of bells and chimes.
Rewarding Lotte and meeting Liu Yuxi at the first banquet in Yangzhou
The desolate land of Bashan and Chushui has been abandoned for twenty-three years.
Nostalgically reciting the poems on the flute in the air, and when I go to the countryside to read them, I feel like a dead person.
Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees spring in front of the diseased trees.
Listen to a song of Junge today, and just have a glass of wine to keep your spirits up.
Bamboo branches and Huangfu pine
All the kapok trees and lychees are hanging down,
Thousands of flowers are waiting for the man to return.
3. Poems about Da Qiao during the Three Kingdoms period, urgently needed
A cut of cold plums.
Have you ever seen it in Xuandu Temple? The mighty east wind blows to Mu Erqiao. The bronze bird tower is empty and locked in dreams; the husband of the golden tortoise knows the best in military affairs. The two flowers of national color are planted before each other, and Zhou Lang gets the twigs.
The king has already seen the Han Palace, and the golden house needs to be opened in one place. Erqiao House, Wang Shizhen of the Qing Dynasty, trimming the eyebrows and writing about the spring mountains in detail, sparse bamboos ringing coldly and wearing rings, the domineering Jiangdong has been gone for a long time, leaving the original land in the world. The Dongting is the spoils of the husband and son-in-law, the incense is buried with trust, the three-point tripod is destroyed, but the dirt is not destroyed.
——Wu Gongheng once again wrote about Hunan Province Yuexi Erqiao Juan Song Wuyi. I miss you again and don’t forget you. I still remember that when Xiao Qiao first got married, his beautiful face and golden battle reminded him. Recalling Zhou Lang, Gu Zhou Lang. Since ancient times, few people have returned from the battlefield. Xiao Qiao shed tears. How can the aunt survive? She wants to be a ring wearer when she returns. Ying Ming tells Dongting that the night moon is hidden from the sky and wants to be locked up. I pay tribute to the pine trees and the most unforgettable red cliff east wind. The beauty of the Three Kingdoms, Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao's poems and vocabulary. The green pearl is like a person who fell from a building. The bronze bird is deep in spring. I hate the bad words in old stories. The two daughters came from afar to patrol the hunting ground. The moon in Xiaoxiang is cold. I pity the unreturned soul of Xiao Qiao in the tomb. A couplet has been recited to this day: The green pearl is like a person who fell from a building, with acne, and the bronze bird is deep in spring, and hates the old bad words the most; The two daughters came from afar to patrol the hunting land, the moon in Xiaoxiang is cold, pitifully they both have unreturned souls. The bronze bird has its sorrow, the hero's achievements are not followed by the Three Kingdoms, but the rhododendron has infinite hatred. The two souls of the bronze bird are locked in the spring breeze in the cold moon of Xiaoxiang. The singing and dancing tower is pitiful. The cuckoo crows at the grave of the traitor that has not been passed down through the ages. He is also a heroic husband, and he is still alive at midnight. The soul of a beautiful woman, Qiao, is naturally delicate, and she hates rouge, glue, and gauze face to stop fighting. Why bother to use copper and iron to cast a dart and a bronze sparrow to lock the dream in the sky; The golden tortoise husband knows the best in military affairs. God's will is always merciful, and sisters are all flowers. And open.
The tent is covered with dust and the copper bird is cold, and the east wind cannot blow across Zhangtai. The bronze bird has its sorrow, the hero's achievements are not followed by the Three Kingdoms, but the rhododendron has infinite hatred. The two souls of the bronze bird are locked in the spring breeze in the cold moon of Xiaoxiang. The singing and dancing tower is pitiful. The cuckoo crows at the grave of the traitor that has not been passed down through the ages. He is also a heroic husband, and he is still alive at midnight. Zhang Anqiu, the soul of a beautiful woman, waded through the waves with a wave of smoke, which once caused heroes to bend their backs.
Fierce fires frequently burn up Red Cliff, and the east wind cleverly takes advantage of it to defeat A Cao. Fortunately, Sun Liu had a plan, and Wei Wu finally lost to Xiao Qiao.
The decisive battle is divided into three parts, and the country is at war with each other? Flying across the shore to enjoy the green peaches, the beauty seems to be more beautiful than a thousand beauties. The flowing water of the Yangtze River surges away, searching out all the big and small Qiaos. One of the Appreciation Dictionary of Category Famous Couplets says: Chai Sang, the moon is cold, it hurts that the good son-in-law died in the clouds at an early age. From now on, the tower will be raised, and the relative green tomb will be immortal; Bronze Bird Spring Shen, ask my sister where she is now? Leave the incense to be buried in the solitary grave, so that the red powder will not drift away.
The second one said: Duke Qiao's girl, her virtue is worthy of Zhou Lang. Even now, when she scratches the loess, she still thinks about the color of the beauty. The teacher marched to Chibi to resist Duke Cao, and the warships only used fire to attack. Because of his unparalleled Wu Gong, Xiaoqiao Fengyue belongs to the poet.
Song Xian wrote in a poem: The mighty Yangtze River was stormy, and there was a battle in Chibi at night. If the betrayal of loyalty was not due to Huang Gai, how could Kong Ming know his clever plan? The warship stern rides on the fierce flames, conquers the iron armor and traps the company camp.
The Second Bridge is firmly established in Soochow, and has left Zhou Lang forever famous. Before his beard was born, he became a lieutenant, and at the beginning of the twenty-fourth year he came to rule all the armies.
Sun is envied by his extraordinary talent, and Cheng Fu is concerned about the overall situation. He is both civil and military and burns Red Cliff. He is both talented and beautiful and marries Xiao Qiao.
I lament that Gong Jin died young and the rise of Soochow came to nothing. 2. Pink peach face, jade face. Her eyebrows are like daisy, and her lips are pursed and she is smiling. Si Bo Fu, Nian Bo Fu. Da Qiao stays in her boudoir day and night in the sky, chasing after her on horseback with her thoughts. Two historical poems by Deng Su "Fan Li of the Five Lakes brought Xizi, and Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms married Xiao Qiao."
"Sauve Acacia · Remembering the existence of Erqiao's aunt in the Eastern Wu Dynasty. She wanted to be a ring wearer when she returned, but she told Dongting Yeyue Lao to keep it secret. Wanting to be locked up, I paid tribute to this catalpa. The most unforgettable picture of Huang Wenlei's second bridge in the east wind at Red Cliff is that the flying dragon descends and rolls into the east of the Yangtze River. Sun Lang first gets the daughter of the bridge family. The Qiao family originally respected Cao Cao, but it was so sad to have a chicken fight and drink.
Jin Qingzheng used Liu Ayu, and she was still known as the heart of the heart. The centuries-old royal spirit has disappeared, and the wonderful painting is so charming that it makes you want to speak.
Who would have thought that it was not possible to determine the history of Tong when she was still unmarried.
The poet meddles in other things, and the bronze birds sing and dance one after another. He was sent to Huanglong with all his strength, and Chuanluopu was only with Dong'a.
Lu Wengui's hand scroll with two inscriptions on Qiao and two outstanding works. The beauty of the country is not as good as the enchanting book, but the romantic and charming letters disappear. Ah Cheng's ugly girl had no one to hire her, so she contracted her own clothes and lived in a thatched cottage.
Ode to Beauty Li Tiaoyuan (Qing Dynasty) A big Qiao and two Xiao Qiao, three inches of golden lotus and four inches of waist. I bought five or sixty-seven packs of powder, and I dressed very delicately. Huanxi Sha, Wu Wenying, Song Dynasty, Diefenfen, Beehuang and Xiaoqiao.
The atrium is cold and the snow is barely sold. Generally thin and boring.
Under the window, the incense and incense are sealed with distant news, and the flying jade on the wall complains about the neighbor's flute. The wind and rain come at night and wash away the beauty of spring.
Qing Ping Le, Mei brother Mei brother. Peach sister and peach sister.
Fighting for the position of two women like the moon. Ji Meng reoccupies the snake.
Xiao Qiao should marry Zhou Lang. Yunying is determined to meet Pei Hang.
There will be nine sons who serve as emperors, who will praise the seventh son for his success? Qiu Weixuan, Erqiao. How can the bronze bird be like in the depth of spring? The son-in-law will soon live in the house in twelve years.
Yixiao was ignorant, and his family originally studied military science. Hong Xijue's "Er Qiao Picture" Two beauties are born like jade faces, and their names are the same as Yan Wan Gongshan.
The tiger general is really lucky, and he can carry it back in a small boat. When Xiaolang was engaged in a case, he became angry, while Yamei was like a god when raising soldiers.
If the wind across the river is bad, a beautiful woman can be locked up with a bronze bird. Yang Weizhen's inscription "Er Qiao Guan Shu Picture" The two daughters of the Qiao family have twin hibiscus, which is the beauty of the country east of the river.
I am afraid that I will follow the grass, but I will not expect that I will ride on the dragon in one day. Sun Langce, a descendant of Jiangdong, lived in the south house of Zhou Langdao.
The brothers remain close to each other and enjoy being guests of the Qiao family. Next year Fu will die in the mirror, and Tongquechun will be deeply worried about Da Qiao.
Since Ayu was able to take care of the matter, Huang Xing disappeared with the smoke. Xiao Qiao's first marriage was like this, and the world was divided into three parts from then on.
Fengliu considers the talents of the songbook, and the wind and rain cockcrow warns the gentleman. The daughter of the Qiao family is good at poetry and calligraphy, but this little sister-in-law can do it with a sword.
The name of the Han thief mentioned in the account is Fang Yi'er. Don’t you see, Ahao Lao redeems Cai Wenji. He is an erudite and talented person, what can he do? The world is ashamed to recite Hujia Ci.
Gao Qi passed through Erqiao's house. Sun Lang's military strategy was similar to that of Zhou Langzhi. When they met, they formed an alliance between the king and his ministers. They are all beautiful and beautiful in Jiangdong, and they all make good sons-in-law with the Qiao family.
Although Mr. Qiao is in exile, the lintel of his door is filled with joyful double dragons. The big Qiao Pingting and the small Qiao are charming, with hibiscus blooming on both sides of the autumn water.
Though they are married, Er Qiao still knows the truth and enjoys reading poems and books every day. There is no sharing of fragrant songs and dances, and the Tongtai weeps at the Xiling Moon at night.
4. Poems related to the world of immortality
Thousands of beauties and beauties·Drunk in the world of mortals (original author) Thousands of beauties and beauties are drunk in the world of mortals.
The spring breeze blows, the catkins fly, the heroes are short of breath but the love of their children is long, the long sword turns into soft fingers, the chivalrous bones are tender and the heart is unbreakable. The country is beautiful and fragrant, and old dreams linger.
The cold rain is drifting, the parasol trees are falling, the beauty is old and her youth is gone, the music of Shuqin is heart-breaking, the sword, gallbladder and the harp are still playing in the heart and the dream is still there. The red dust is rising (original creation by the author) The red dust is rising, the black hair is messy, and the man in the sky is moving with a long knife in his hand.
His eyes are filled with cold electricity, his heart is stronger than iron, and his blade trembles thousands of miles away. The wind rises and the earth trembles.
There are millions of heavenly soldiers hidden in your chest. Swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, overwhelming the sun and moon with ambition.
Dare to cause chaos in heaven and earth in a fit of anger. Ancestral God Ballad (original by the author) The broken giant mountain is the backbone of heaven and earth, the dry and hard yellow mud is the blood of the earth, and the mountains of bones are the sorrow of the ancestors.
Thousands of years later, the harp and harp are singing harmoniously, and the silk and bamboo are melodious, praising the Yongchang of the Holy Road. Who else remembers that the Suiren clan lit up the path forward for the human race?
How can we forget that Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs and buried his bones in a foreign land. Does anyone know that Nuwa wept blood to replenish the sky, and with the essence of flesh and blood, our race can continue to prosper?
In the prosperous times, the great road is on the way, and an illusory divine song buries the ancestors’ long-lasting achievements. All living beings are like ants, the road is ahead, singing in harmony forever, not mentioning inflammation and yellow.
Inexplicably sad. The majestic palace, the majestic giant palace, in front of the false gods, the sorrow of the ancestors.
The small memorial tablets have long been forgotten, and the half-foot shrines have nowhere to put them. Do you remember that there is a person named Yanhuang? The hope of your ancestors flows in your blood.
Only talking about the great road and harmony, the national spirit is buried. The blood of the sky, the essence of the earth, the battle between yin and yang, weeping blood and black yellow.
Can the blood and tears of your ancestors move your heart of stone? Bei Qingqing (original creation by the author) There is a female named Qingqing, who is bright, intelligent and ethereal. The dark eyebrows condense the charm of beauty, and the autumn water contains the essence of poetry.
Her red lips are soft and charming, and her teeth are crystal clear. The world of mortals is moving, and the war swords are clanking.
Even if my soul disappears, I will die without regrets. Just because of Qingqing's sorrow, my heart is lonely and desolate.
The ice muscle contains jade bones, and the red powder turns into loess. Goodbye today, we will meet again in the next life.
Langtaosha·Lano The bare hands are covered with ice, and the shadow of the moon is cold in the sky. The goddess controls the wind and moves the autumn light.
The feather sleeves are broken into pieces and lifted up to the sky, with a graceful posture. The island is empty and the sky is empty, the earth is old and the sky is deserted, the waves are flowing with clouds and the forest is long in the sky.
Immortal love is as hard to return as frost, and eternal life is boundless. Ruan Langgui·Dugu Sword Demon is dressed in Lingshuang, looking at the vastness of the island.
The seven-foot green front spurts blue blood, proud of the southern frontier thousands of miles away! Capture the dragon son and overwhelm the group of heroes, and the lonely hero will become arrogant. His heroic spirit is overwhelming all over the world, and his country's soldiers are unparalleled! Linjiang Immortal·Yan Qingcheng Taiye Hibiscus Zhangtailiu, the jade face is pure and quiet.
The purple clothes are fluttering, the feathers are fluttering, the flowers are blooming, and the wind is gentle and the clouds are flowing. There are more love affairs in Qiongyuan on the Jue Island, and unknown hatred and sorrow? Although Bing Xin's love is unpredictable, who knows her love and hate, the moonlight is cold in the south building.
Broken Zhenzi·Xiao Chen The iron guard turned into blood with his sword, and the barbarians were killed by the gang dance. Kunlun accidentally entered the secret of the island. The dead city shows the heart of a man, and his blood and courage soars into the sky! A single thought of great ambition will last a long time, and a thousand bottles of fine wine will be filled with heroic spirit.
The enemy's head falls in the empty valley, the sky city is bathed in blood and the moon rises, and you gain fame in a hundred battles! Good things are coming soon·Zhao Lin'er is so charming and beautiful, but it is only then that she realizes that beauty is a snake and a scorpion. If my heart is not as sharp as a bean, how can I say farewell to my hometown? On the contrary, he will avoid all kinds of mistakes, and his poisonous schemes will become more cunning.
Who can fall in love with you if you end up being a laughing stock? Reduced word Mulan Hua·Wu Xingfeng Laughter kills Gu Hong, do jackals and eagles dare to speak out bravely? You are an unworthy child, so loud and arrogant. After two twists and turns, did the "leader" ever know the west and the east? The strong wind has dispersed, and the poor hero has turned into a bear.
The Five Ancients·Ancestor of the Demon Sect A handful of sad tears, when looking at the moon and cherishing the distance. The world knows about its fame, but how many people know about its dismal condition? After being imprisoned in the dead city, the lonely island was late to revive.
Although the world remains the same, both body and mind are exhausted. Qilu·Qingqing is graceful and elegant, and the moonlight floats under the Qiongque Fairy.
The clear and cold skin defies the ice and snow, and the delicate catkins move the wind and smoke. Where is the flowing crystal jade from the Lingtai, and how many green leaves reflect the beautiful face.
A beautiful smile captivates the country, but it is difficult to write a poem. Sighing on the clouds and snow. The green silk clouds and snow wrap around my heart, making me sad every time I look at them.
Last night the songs were murmuring in the cold, and the broken bridge was cool in the sunset wind. In the midst of the blue birds and flowers, I heard the green deer singing on the snow, the wind and rain smoke confused the country, the sky and earth were intoxicated, the silvery moon wave, dragons and phoenixes danced, the Tianhe piano played, the clouds and rain reflected the charming sword, the beauty’s temples set the stage to calm the storm, in the world of immortality, I once passed by a piece of paper that looked like an autumn river. An ancient poem about immortality descends from the sky and falls into the mortal world. The Yellow River surges forever in the town.
A young man mistakenly entered the void and sought immortality in the world of immortality. The island is filled with blood and tears, and the wild dragon roars and the beast is frightened.
There are bursts of thunder and evil corpses raining down, and death is full of ghosts and gods. Heroic Order·Eternal Life Battle The wind and clouds are broken, there are several chaos, and the three thousand worlds are trembling! Why should Xiao Changge be afraid of bloody battles! On the eternal platform, you can watch the mountains and rivers.
Drinking and singing wildly, the long sword reaching the sky, looking at the billowing dust and smoke. Why should a man fear death in a hundred battles? All he wants is hot blood stained by a cold sword.
If you don’t hear it, the golden sword and the iron horse are fighting, and the heroic order will shock the sky. Qigu·Little Stubborn Dragon: As its name suggests, it is as stubborn as mad, with eyes as cold as knives and claws swallowing light.
The black and yellow fighting beast has a fierce reputation, and it kills the dragon king in seven steps against the dragon. How strong is the will to fight without fear, but to kill on the high platform.
One dragon fights the Eight Sacred Beasts alone, and the Ancestral Dragon fights unparalleled. Yong Yu Le·Song of the Immortal Daughter A beautiful lady, who is a confidant in the Immortal Realm?
The men are heroic, but the daughters always flow away like water. The red scarf and green sleeves, the graceful sky ceremony, how can it make people forget.
Thinking back to those days, sweet words and sweet words can only be remembered as sad songs. Who can remember the daughter's melancholy? She can only remember her lover's unkindness.
For decades, the boudoir has been empty and weeping sadly. But looking back, the endless interstellar space is so difficult for people’s hearts! Pingtian asked: In the world of immortality, are beauties jealous? Seven Rhythms·One True Zen chanting in pure clothes attracts the breeze, and the Buddha's chanting concentrates the mind on the great road.
The island is full of laughter and laughter, and the moon is facing the flying dragon in the silent sky. The sunshine is pale, the forest is cold in autumn, and the shadows in the green valley are blood red.
A song of liberation disperses the floating leaves, and the loving clouds still cover the deep sky. Passing the Qin Tower·Ge Gan The dream of my homeland is far away, the sky is long and the autumn sky is long, and my thoughts of return are far away and difficult to cross.
I always hate who listens, and the mysterious piano is played in vain, letting it be blown away by the wind and the clouds.
The world of mortals is endless, and I have drank thousands of bottles of wine in my life, and it is difficult to drown my sorrow.
Hate God for abandoning the world's legacy. The man has no tears and will not accept it for a long time. Who can ask, he has an iron heart and a loyal soul, but he has been buried in sorrow for the rest of his life.
Break the cauldron and sink the boat, lie down on firewood and taste the courage, and watch the sword roar in the river! The miserable wind has dissipated, the knight is independent in Kyushu, and returns rustlingly. The dragon roars thousands of miles across the sky, and smiles at the clear day after the rain. Cave Immortal Song · Immortal Wind and Rain A hundred generations of soldiers, war clouds flow from ancient to modern times, blue blood and cold light pay for sake.
The heroic guest points his sword at the eight wastelands and nine secluded places. After all the vicissitudes of life, he remains the same. The blood of the ancestor gods has not yet been collected, but the people of Jiuzhou are fighting among themselves to control their hearts.
More than ten thousand years have passed for too long, and we have united our minds to become a city, how can we get away from others and lose weight? The east wind once again urges the war drums, asking whether success or failure will depend on today.
5. Looking for poems about the tide.
I went to Zhangting Pavilion in Qiantang with Yan to watch the tide. Meng Haoran heard thunder and tremors for hundreds of miles, and stopped playing the string for a while.
The company rode out from the mansion and waited on the river to watch the tide. The sun shines brightly in the autumn sky, and the floating sky is wide.
The stormy waves come like snow, and a mountain is cold. Lang Tao Sha Tang·Liu Yuxi In August, the waves roared to the ground, and the head was several feet high and touched the mountain.
After a while, he entered the sea gate, rolling up piles of sand like snowdrifts. There is Zhangting in Yaohe Tower of the Tang Dynasty for Guanchao in Hangzhou. The waves come from ancient and modern times.
The power is as wide as the sea, and the color is darker than the white clouds. The angry snow drives away the cold air, and the wild thunder scatters loud sounds.
The waves are high and the wind is rising, and the waves are so fast that it is difficult for rocks to sink. Birds are afraid of distant villages, dragons are frightened and dare not sing.
Ao is like a jade hole, and danger is like walking through Qiongcen. But if there are thousands of souls, how can I know Wu Xiangxin?
The shore is connected to the ancient road, and the island is connected to the jungle. Tiaomo Mountain is all wet, and the sun on the river is half cloudy.
Natural and Yuzhe, who can find this reason? The tide of the Qiantang River in Tang Dynasty, Luo Yin's angry voice was fierce and long, and the land on the Luosha River was about to float. Keeping great faith in the long journey, you also know that it will flow to the same level again and again.
The huge plunge seems to have no bottom, and it seems to have a head when it rushes through Xiling. Who is in charge of the morning and evening? It's good to ride on the carp and wait for the sun.
Watching the tide at Zhangting. Yutao of the Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty became more powerful, hunting and riding the wind. Thunder shook the clouds, and mountains flew into the frost and snow.
The rapids are high and fall off the shore, and the waves are blowing up into the sky. The journals of Xipiqian are different, but the sun and moon are the same.
The boats start from the mainland, and the island is connected to Puzhou. The rocks are foaming and green, and the waves are red.
The turbulent waves first arrived in the north, but then returned to the east. Listening in silence can increase your courage, watching with clear eyes will make you feel enlightened.
Wu Sheng's biography may be false, and Mei Sou said it was difficult to work. The letter should be selfless, and the application of authority should be limited.
The rush is like a decisive victory, and the round is like attacking each other. If you look down upon your trust, who can predict the end?
Watching the tide of Song Dynasty, Qi and Tang Dynasty, why do you want to dominate the world? The madness drives Hairuo away from Feng Yi. Because I saw the waves rising from the flat ground, I knew it was the time when the waves were boiling.
At first it was like a tremor of tens of thousands of tiles in Changping, but suddenly it was like the six claws of Yuan Qiao moving. If you wait until it is as clear as practice, you will have peace and prosperity.
Jiuquanzi·Long memories of watching the tide in the Song Dynasty·Pan Lang has long memories of watching the tide. People from Manchuria and Guo were vying to look up the river. When they came, they suspected that the vast sea was empty and amidst the sound of thousands of drums. The tide boy stands facing the waves, holding the red flag in his hand without getting wet.
Don’t look back at me in your dreams, your dreams will feel chilling. Heyun sent people to watch the tide. Fan Zhongyan in the Song Dynasty said that where the tide was strong, there was no one in Qiantang.
Who can ask God’s will and see the waves alone? Haipu swallowed up everything, and Jiangcheng was about to float.
The powerful force drives the island and fights with Pixiu in anger. Thousands of clouds have just risen, but Qianxun can't stop them after practicing.
The long wind breaks the waves, and the strong wind blows through the autumn. The high bank cracked first in shock, and the crowd flowed backward timidly.
Teng Ling transforms into a giant Kun, and swims with six claws. Bei Ming is still afraid, but Wu'er is not worried.
Zixu, a loyal man, can never capsize a giant boat. Ask Dongming about the wine, where did the tide come from? It is better not to breathe in the sky, but to lose money every month.
The furious Mid-Autumn Festival, the majestic sound in the middle of the night. The majestic clouds formed together, standing tall in the snow.
Thunder gathers on the sea surface, and waterfalls cross the river center. There are huge earthquakes, and all the people are looking forward to the wind.
The surge is like a falling dragon fighting, and the running is like snow and hail. Come to know the eternal letter, and see you again in Baichuanping.
His ability to break waves is difficult to defeat, but his ability to drive mountains can be combined. Wu Xu's spirit is not lost, and he is famous for this.
On August 18th, the second year of Shaosheng's reign, Mi Fu of Ting Song Dynasty in Zhejiang Province burst out in anger and roared into Haimen. The great people in the state were the soul of Zixu. Thousands of thunders shook the clouds in the sky, and thousands of horses galloped into the silver mountains.
The moon is high and the moon is visible, and the letter is like a pot leaking to report the morning and dusk. What happened when Wu Zhengyue fought? A fishing song passed through a distant village.
Watching the Song Dynasty in the evening at Qiantang·Xie Ao The night tide passed by on the Qiantang River, and the autumn was full of cold smoke and white dew. The green mountains of Wuyue are shrouded in the bright moon, and the people on the boat sing songs from foreign lands.
Watching the Tide on the 18th Song Dynasty. Chen Shidao has been spectacular all year. How could Shui Bo know the late tide? The waves are willing to bend with the mountains, and the sails are often fluttering against the guests.
On the night of August 15th, the moonlight was beautiful everywhere. Regardless of thatched eaves or market buildings, my official residence looks like a peng island.
Wild oranges are fragrant in front of the flavor hall, and lotuses grow old in autumn beside Jiantan Bridge. The tides of August and eighteen are unparalleled in the world.
Kunpeng's water strikes three thousand miles away, and his team trains to drive hundreds of thousands of men. The red flags and green caps flicker and disappear, and the black sand and white waves swallow each other up.
It is difficult to meet in life in ancient times. This scene, this trip, and the other two things. May you add candles after hearing this, and the white robe outside the door will look like a standing swan.
Fishing and watching the tide, Prime Minister Ye Xin Qi of the Song Dynasty looked at the flying gulls and herons in mid-air, and the ground was buzzing for a moment. They cut off the river and drove the mountain away, but the fierce battle failed to capture the brave tiger.
Morning and evening. Being quiet and accustomed, Wu'er is not afraid of the dragon's anger.
The storm subsided.
Watch the red fish fly away in fright, the jumping fish jump straight up, and dance on the waves.
Who can tell me that the whale swallows thousands of miles. It's a child's play in the world.
The monstrous force is exhausted and I don’t know what is going on. The white horse is driving eastward. What's despicable: Humanity is a place where resentment and resentment last through the ages.
Fame is self-defeating. He taught Tao Zhu, and the five lakes were in the west, and a group of people made mist and rain.
Watching the tide sent Liu Jian to the river to compose the Song Dynasty·Lu You. The windless surface of the river was like a mirror, and the shadow of the sails of the tower at noon was in focus. Suddenly I saw the thousands of feet of surging waves, which moved me to take advantage of it.
The waves are turbulent and the snow-capped mountains are tilted, but the river is flat like a mirror. Although it has always been spectacular, it is not as fast as sailing on the green mountains.
There are countless people who come and go, and it is customary to buy talismans to send people to ferry. Yungen Xiaozhu is lucky to be able to return home, and don’t travel for a long time just for the sake of fame.
Moon over the River, Zhejiang Pavilion, Guantao Yingzhi, Song Dynasty, Wu Ju, a jade rainbow hangs in the distance, looking at the faint green mountains, as thin as a wisp. Suddenly I feel the wind blowing in the sea, like the first thunder of spring.
The white horse flies in the sky, Qiongao rides on the water, and heads towards the sky day and night. Flying dragons and dancing phoenixes surround Wu and Yue with lush greenery.
There should be no such scenery in the world. The southeast shape is magnificent, and the majesty is truly amazing. Just like Wu Er flying colorful flags, the vultures lift up the autumn snow in the river.
The yellow house is in the sky, surrounded by water and clouds. Look at the hitman.
When the waves calm down in the evening, Haimen flies up to the bright moon. Qiantang Guanchao Yuan·Qiu Yuan saw Haimensheng for the first time, and he immediately drove away and made an angry sound.
Tens of thousands of horses broke through the siege, and the drums were shattered, and six turtles turned over on their backs and fell over the snow-capped mountains. The heart of Wei Que in the distant dynasty is still there, and the situation is beginning to level off as it goes straight up to Yantan.
Congratulations to Wu'er for resting on the waves, and Wu's elephant in the sky is in full swing. Maritime Chronicle Ming·Zhu Shuzhen The hurricane uprooted the trees and waves like mountains, shaking the world in an instant.
There are thousands of households near the sea, but no one has returned. In August, I climbed up to the river tower to watch the tide. Qian Weishan drove a plain chariot with a white horse and a tidal head. He still astonishes Lingxu to this day.
After a thousand years of vigorous vitality, August is beginning to be shaken by the long wind. Gu Tuying was displeased, wondering how Shenlong had changed.
In a moment, the setting sun shines brightly on the river, and the torrential waves pass by in the east. The river is red, Qiantang is clear, the tide is clear, Cao Rong's waves are surging in Penglai, Gao Feishan, and the Song family palace.
Whoever gets excited will make Lingxu angry and angry. All the sails were unloaded, and the sound of urgent drums began to sound in Haimen.
It’s like thousands of windy horses suddenly riding on silver saddles, vying to be surpassed. Concubine Jiang smiled, and the snow piled up; the shark danced, and it was as round as the moon.
The building is in danger, and the building is in danger, but it is too late to be sad. Wushan on the city could not cover it, and the chaotic waves came to Yantan to rest.
It is the hero’s desire for revenge at the end of his life, in the autumn season. Tingsha, Zhejiang, rose ten miles. Zhang Yining returned to Qiantang. In the same year, the tide moved eastward and moved to the far continent.
Don’t live to be three thousand years old, the vicissitudes of life will be a little sad. Zhejiang Qiu Taoming·The high autumn sky fills the lake in the middle of August, and the tide is riding on the west wind.
The clouds drive away mirages and thunder, and the water is clear and clear. Since ancient times, mountains and rivers have been praised for their magnificence, and even today elders talk about heroes.
The rivers near the sea correspond to each other, and the momentum is the same. Waiting for the Chaomen to open to the east and facing Qing Dynasty, facing Zhejiang Province, a cold wave coming from thousands of miles away came from the sky.
6. Who has written poems for Cangu Tuo?
No ancient has written poems for Cangu Tuo.
There is a poem about Silkworm Girl: Wang Mian's "Silkworm Making a Cocoon"
The old silkworm wants to make a cocoon and spins pure silk. The carefulness has changed, and people can take it as they please. Some are practicing on the machine, and some are stringing the harp. The strings are used to harmonize the music, and the practice is used to make noises. Its merit is not small, but its use is biased? Composing poems and sending them to silkworm aunts is a waste of hard work.
Cangu Tuo is located in Cangu Tuo, west of Shaling Village, Xishanbei Township, Yi County. Here, the eastern foot of Langya Mountain changes its "danger" and shows off its "beauty". The green mountains, shrouded clouds, gurgling clear springs, and chirping birds all make you feel relaxed and happy, and you will never forget to leave. The main attractions are Jiangtai, Shuanglong Cave, etc. Legend has it that in the Han Dynasty, a nun practiced in a cave next to the current Cangu Tuo. She planted mulberry trees in the mountains and taught people to make a living by raising silkworms and reeling silk. People respectfully called her "Cangu". After several years, she finally completed The true result ascends to heaven and goes away. Later generations built a temple on the top of the mountain to commemorate it, and called it "The Holy Mother of Cangu Tuo". This is where the name Cangu Tuo comes from.