How magnificent the scenery of Du Fu's holy mountain in the Moon Hall is! Endless green spans Qilu and Qilu .. magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, birds fly back and forth before my nervous eyes ... trying to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. Emei Mountain in the Moon, Song and Tang Dynasties, Li Bai, Emei Mountain in the Half Moon and Autumn, reflected into the Pingqiang River.
In the evening, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, but the four gentlemen did not see Yuzhou. Qiantang Lake spring tour Tang Baijuyi Gushan Temple north of Jiating West, the water level is low at the beginning. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shade of green trees. Du Fu, two orioles singing green willows, and a group of egrets flying into the sky. My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to the eastbound ships. Let Tang Libai, the emperor of Baidi City, leave Baidi City early, and return to Jiangling for a day.
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills. Looking at Lushan Waterfall, Li Bai's Rizhao incense burner in Tang Dynasty gave birth to purple smoke, looking at Qianchuan hanging waterfall. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. In the Tang Dynasty, Du Mu was far away from Hanshan, and there were people in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo in the riverside night scene stone. He is the prophet of riverside water heating duck. The Artemisia basket is full of short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish wants to fuck. Spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, thousands of miles of Du Mu singing green and reflecting red, water town mountain fruit wine flag wind.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. Four-season rural hybrid Fan Song becomes a big Li Jinxing fat, and wheat flowers are white and cauliflower is thin. No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. Looking at Tianmen Mountain, Li Tang, during the day, the door is broken and the Chu River is open, while Higashi Shimizu flows.
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon. The title Xilin wall was regarded by Su Shi in Song Dynasty as a mountain peak on the edge of the ridge, with different distances. I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there. Bai Juyi in Mujiang sings Tang poetry, and the sunset is sprinkled in the water, half river is rustling and half river is red.
On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. Look at the snow peaks of Zhongnanshan, Zuyong, and see how Zhongnanshan flies. The white top of the mountain is above the clouds. After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly. Wang Dongting In the Tang Dynasty, Liu Yuxi's lake lights and autumn moon set each other off, and there was no wind mirror on the pool surface.
Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate. An ancient poem describing the scenery after class: quatrains Tang Du Fu's sunset is beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants. Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach. Ancient poems about homesickness in class: I think of my brother Tang, a stranger in Shandong, when I am on vacation in the mountains, and I miss my relatives twice every holiday.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. As seen in the night book, the leaves of Xiao Xiaowu in Ye Shaoweng in the Southern Song Dynasty were chilling, and the autumn wind on the river moved guests. I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night. Mount Yishui in Guazhou, Wang Song Anshi Jingkou, Guazhou, and Zhongshan is only a few mountains away.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? .