1. Poems about describing the beach

Poems about describing the beach 1. Poems about describing the beach

1. "The Proud of the Fisherman·The Flower Bottom Suddenly Hears a Knock" "Two oars" Ouyang Xiuhua's wine was fragrant and clear in the Song Dynasty.

Huazhijiu blushed at each other. Drunk and sleeping in the green shade.

Startled and looked up. The bow pavilion is on the beach.

Translation: The fresh fragrance of lotus and the mellow taste of wine are mixed together; the pink lotus and the pink face reflect the same wine vat. Among the green lotus leaves, it's a good time to lie down when you're drunk.

When I woke up and looked up, I saw the bow of the ship ran aground on the beach. 2. "Two Poems on the Beach in the Rain" by Yang Wanli, Changzhou, Song Dynasty There are no insects in the world, but it is a pity that all the time he promised was in vain.

The mist blows on the beach boat, especially the misty rain in Jingxi River. Translation: There is no Cordyceps in Changzhou anywhere else in the world. Unfortunately, a lot of efforts have been wasted.

The hazy mist gently blows the boat on the beach. This is the beautiful picture of the misty rain by the Jingzhou stream. 3. "Remembering Qin'e and Nostalgia on the Golden Beach" Contemporary The wind blows across the Cuirong River, and you can still hear dragons and tigers leaping in the air.

Jumping in the air, horses neighing in the golden sand, and wild geese flying across the gate. Translation: The wind is blowing wantonly, just like hearing the sound of dragons and tigers leaping.

Soaring into the sky, the golden beach neighs like a horse, and Yanmen holds a spear horizontally, showing heroic spirit. 4. "Fishing" Tang Dynasty Li Qunyu has a seven-foot green pole and one foot of silk, and the wind blows in the wild rice leaves.

Several times, I raised my hand to throw the bait and startled the teal ducks on the beach. Translation: A seven-foot-long blue fishing rod is hung with a ten-foot-long silk thread, letting the wind blow among the wild rice leaves.

He raised his hand several times to throw fishing bait into the river, which startled the water ducks on the beach. 5. "Huanghua Crossing" Song Dynasty Ruan Yue crossed the turbulent Huanghua River at dawn, and was singing on the small beach.

Translation: Take a boat across Huanghua River in the early morning, the water is fast. The small sandy beach made a sound against the side of the ship.

2. Poems describing the beach

1. "The Beach in July" Modern: Cai Guanfu

The beach in July is steaming with enthusiasm,

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Hug, those who are close to the sea,

The waves, licking them over and over again,

The heat of the beach, I am ashamed to see such enthusiastic crabs,

Got into a wet cave of his own.

2. "Beach and Waves" Modern: Fan Zhongzhou

On the surging seaside, the waves are kissing the beach,

Every bit of tireless love , gathered into this boundless ocean,

Stepping gently on the fine sand, my thoughts are like the continuous waves,

I just passed through the storm in the morning, and bathed in the seaside in the afternoon. Under the sun,

Staring at this surging affection, your expression appears in front of my eyes,

If a grain of sand represents a love, I am willing to fill the sea with sand. Full.

3. "Two Poems on the Beach in the Rain" Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli

There are no insects in the world in Changzhou, but it is a pity that all the hard work was wasted.

The mist blows on the beach boat, especially the misty rain in Jingxi.

Translation: The cordyceps found in Changzhou are not found in other places in the world. Unfortunately, a lot of efforts were wasted. The hazy mist gently blows the boat on the beach. This is the beautiful picture of the misty rain by the Jingzhou stream.

4. "Memory of the Beach" Modern: Tian Xiang

The footprints on the beach are meant to be forgotten.

The wayward waves make the waves pass by. The footprints become forgotten poems.

The waves are always wasting themselves, and what they give to the beach is without exception.

They fall to pieces on the ground and are mercilessly returned, while the waves hold on to the people who die. determination.

The waves cannot hold up the burning fire, and my clumsy hands cannot hold the waves of passion.

It won’t be long before this dreamlike footprint will be taken away.

We only hold on to the void in the sea of ??time.

The beach has no memory, it refuses all gifts.

The waves come and feel like they have never happened.

But I am still stubborn, on this night,

Leave my footprints and wait for the waves to erase them.

5. "The Fisherman's Proud · Suddenly Hearing Two Oars Beating at the Bottom of the Flower" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

The fragrance of flowers and the fragrance of wine are brewed together. Huazhijiu blushed at each other.

Drunk and sleeping in the green shade. Startled and looked up. The bow pavilion is on the beach.

Translation: The fresh fragrance of lotus and the mellow taste of wine are mixed together; the pink lotus and the pink face reflect the same wine vat. Among the green lotus leaves, it's a good time to lie down when you're drunk. When I woke up and looked up, I saw the bow of the ship ran aground on the beach.

3. Poems describing the beach

The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea. ——Wang Zhihuan, "Climbing the Stork and Magpie Tower"

When hundreds of rivers reach the sea from the east, when will they return to the west? ——Yuefu's "Long Song Xing"

There will be times when we ride the wind and waves, and hang our sails directly across the sea. ——Li Bai's "The Road Is Difficult"

The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide. ——Zhang Ruoxu, "Spring River with Flowers and Moonlight Night"

The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting over the long river. ——Wang Wei's "Envoy to the Fortress"

Facing the Jieshi to the east, you can view the sea. Where is the water? The mountains and islands are standing tall. ——Cao Cao's "Viewing the Sea"

The floating sky and the vast sea are far away, but the method of death is light. ——Qian Qi's "Sending the Monk Back to Japan"

He bows his head without Qilu, and looks eastward to the sea like a cup. ——Li Mengyang's "Mount Tai"

There are close friends in the sea, and they are like neighbors in the world. ——Wang Bo's "Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou"

Hai Ri was born in the remaining night, and Jiang Chun entered the old year. ——Wang Wan "Under Cibeigu Mountain"

The bright moon rises over the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. ——Zhang Jiuling "Looking at the Moon and Reminiscing about the Past"

When there is no wind in the sea, the waves are calm. ——Bai Juyi's "Screen with Sea Pictures"

The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away. ——Cen Shen's "Bai Xue Ge Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital"

If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return. ——Li Bai's "About to Enter the Wine"

If you don't see me, I'm walking along the horse river on the snowy seaside, and the flat sand is vast and yellow. ——Cen Shen's "Walking through the River to Send Doctor Feng to the Western Expedition"

The mountains and rocks are in his mouth, and the sea is flat in his heart. ——Han Yu's "Jingwei Reclamation"

The building overlooks the sea and the sun, and the door faces the Zhejiang tide. ——Song Zhiwen "Lingyin Temple"

The vast East China Sea is full of waves, and the big moonlight reunites on the horizon. ——Huang Zunxian "Watching the Moon in a Boat on the Pacific Ocean and Composing a Song on the Night of August 15th"

Thirty thousand miles of river flows eastward into the sea, and five thousand miles of mountains reach the sky. ——Lu You "Feelings of Coming Out of the Fence Gate to Welcome the Coolness at Dawn on an Autumn Night"

The mountains and rivers surrounding the city rise in spring, and the river waves enter the sea and become tidal at night. ——Chen Zilan's "Enbo Bridge Poems"

The boat passed away from now on, and the river and sea left it for the rest of my life. —— Su Shi's "Linjiang Immortal"

A rain spreads across two continents, flowing across the world and flowing eastward. However, it is hard to find all the remaining characters, and they travel far away with wind and thunder. ——Liang Qichao, "Rain in the Pacific"

Under the moon, the sky mirror is flying, and the clouds are forming sea towers. ——Li Bai's "Farewell at the Jingmen Gate"

Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. ——Yuan Zhen's "Lisi"

Where can the people who cook the sea camp? The women have no silkworms and the weavers have no plows. The source of food and clothing is too sparse, and you will be forced to cook in a pot. "Boiled Sea Song" by Liu Yong

4. Sentences describing the beach

1. The wide beach is full of crystal clear and fine sand. Stepping on it feels like stepping on Soft, comfortable carpet. A wave came and the sea water washed over my feet, feeling cool and comfortable. The water receded, and the sand it carried away slipped past my feet, which made me feel a little itchy. Some sand remained, causing my feet to sink into the sand. Another wave hit, and my feet sank in again. Several times in a row, even the insteps were submerged in the sand.

2. Sure enough, after a while, half of the sun's face appeared in that place. It was really red, but there was no light.

The sun slowly worked hard to rise step by step, as if it was carrying a heavy load. In the end, it finally broke through the clouds and completely jumped out of the sea. Its color was very cute. In an instant, this dark red round thing suddenly emitted a dazzling light that made people's eyes hurt, and the clouds next to it suddenly became radiant.

3. Sunshine, beach, waves, old captain. This is my childhood longing for the beach and the sea. As I grow older, these yearnings become memories.

4. There are many adults and children on the beach. Some of the children are catching crabs with small buckets, some roll up their sleeves and splash each other with water, and some are holding swimming rings. , are preparing to swim, and some are building castles with sand there!

5. "Wow! Wow!" The waves hit the reef, splashing white crystal water several feet high. The waves surged to the shore, gently caressing the soft beach, and reluctant to leave. The ground retreated, stroking again and again forever, drawing strips of silver under the beach, like setting a sparkling silver frame on the mighty sea, making the sea more charming and beautiful.

5. What are the sentences describing the beach?

1. Sunshine, beach, waves, old captain.

This is my childhood longing for the beach and the sea. As I grow older, these yearnings have become memories. 2. On the white beach, the houses of the little blue crabs are built on the wetland cleaned by the sea water. Behind the thin window sills, their eyes explore the world. They watch the tourists coming and going around with surprise and shyness. Go with laughter, cry, joy, life and death, and their own days, winter passes and spring comes, peaceful, auspicious and healthy.

3. Wandering on the golden beach, with blue waves and crowds of people, the scenery in front of you will undoubtedly melt you into the arms of the sea, making you intoxicated in a state of forgetfulness. Even if you get covered in sand and a wave rolls over, the sand will be washed away without a trace in an instant, leaving you refreshed and refreshed.

4. The bright sun in the sky enthusiastically sheds golden light, showing friendly respect to the soldiers; the waves of the sea are also getting more and more excited, playfully rushing to the shore, wanting to kiss these protectors. The strong men who defended the country; the lush green coastal protective forests, the elegant and unique bathing villas, and the soft golden sand accommodated our dear and lovely soldiers with indescribable joy. 5. On the white beach, the white coral or pearls are randomly discarded, broken and dazzling.

Coconut trees and mangroves always want to stretch their shadows longer and get closer to the vast sea. Their childishness and simplicity bring tranquility and imagination to the beach - in this water and sky In the embrace of the sea, everyone can have a life like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, surrounded by flowers and under the moon. 6. The beach is a small corner of the universe.

I don’t want to say that I came here to heal my wounds secretly, that would be too pretentious. I just want to ask every grain of sand and every wave how you are. Wandering between the lines of full-grained words is like finding sunshine-like revelations in a thread-bound book, exploring how the coldness and loftiness of life are cast into a page of vicissitudes of life.

7. The beach is soft, warm, and exudes the scent of the sun. She protects our childhood dreams.

When we were children, we often spent the night at the beach (at that time, we didn’t seem to have to worry about human traffickers kidnapping us in our sleep). As the night went on, the people gradually dispersed, and the beach suddenly became much empty.

We were also crazy and tired, so we spread straw curtains and dog skin mattresses on the beach, and then covered them with cotton blankets or something, and then we could have a sound sleep. The soft wind and streams brewed my childhood dreams fragrantly and sweetly.

8. Appreciating the beach is not actually experiencing a bitter reincarnation? Just like using your own net to catch your own fish over and over again, the futility of your efforts is by no means insignificant. There is no need to look into what is behind the sand. There is only a love song like mourning, like a cold beautiful snake, rushing in from a familiar place, filling the weak heart with sorrow and sorrow.

9. In the summer of Golden Beach, under the blue sky and in the sunshine, colorful sun umbrellas, yurts, tents and life-saving swimming gear are dotted along the coast, forming a bright and charming scenery of the island city in summer.

Visitors may rent a parasol for shade, take a nap, and chat and laugh; they may lie down on the beach with their families and enjoy the unique sunbathing; they may swim in the offshore, or ride a motorboat across the sea.

A colorful sun umbrella is like a romantic, fun and atmospheric feeling, which is deeply rooted in the hearts of travelers unconsciously. Maybe we have never thought about what romance is, but romance comes to us so inadvertently.

10. Step on the fine sand and look at the sea! The morning breeze touches your face, refreshing and pleasant; the smell of sea food enters your nose and touches your soul. The white waves connect the sky and the earth, rolling in, rolling and rolling, which is really majestic.

The scattered small islands compel people to imagine endlessly; the yachts flying around arouse tourists' emotions. 11. This wonderful beach lies on the edge of the Taiwan Strait at the mouth of the Minjiang River. Year-round waves have washed the golden sand into smooth and delicate skin. The elegance of the wind, the changes of the moon, the mystery of the mountains, and the beauty of the water. Fu Nong, various changes are being practiced here! From the moment I stepped onto the beach, vastness was in my mind.

There are fewer distracting thoughts, and all the trivial matters around me are put down, just like this empty white space, which is indescribably beautiful. After thousands of years of sifting, the beach is exceptionally soft and moist, and the waves come quietly and quietly recede.

There were several vague figures scattered on the beach, some chasing each other, some whispering, and some lying on the beach, all enjoying this wonderful time. 12. In the night, the beach glowed with a hazy white light.

The moist wind flows in the river beach. From time to time, clear splashing sounds can be heard in the stream; occasionally, one or two nightingales and the hoarse screams of disturbed cicadas can be heard from the forest guarding the river.

On the long beach, there are scattered figures of people enjoying the cool air. Or talking about farming; or passing on anecdotes; or telling "Seven Heroes and Five Righteousnesses" with a strong local accent; or playing the piano and singing the hometown Lu opera tune - "Qingming Festival on March 3rd"... 13. I don’t know how many years have passed. , the beach has not changed much except for being slightly thinner.

The sunshine here is still very gentle; the birds looking for food on the beach are still calm and undistracted; the cool sea water is still as open-minded as ever - it likes to be clean and is good at hiding dirt. . Its persistence, tepid, has been preserved for countless centuries! 14. It is said to be a beach, but it should actually be called a river beach.

After renovation, the river beach has become smooth, orderly, natural and tranquil. In the past, there were no traces of the chaotic and disorderly dilapidated scene with crisscrossed tunnels, dense traps, and random mining. Unfortunately, what also disappeared at the same time was the continuous beach, the beautiful scenery of the fine sand, the sand and the water connecting each other. Became a mirage? That situation of stepping on the beach with bare feet, running wildly, playing in the water, and forgetting everything will forever be a thing of the past? Without the long stretches of beach, the huge river beach gives people an empty feeling, as if something is always missing.

Fortunately, there are pebbles all over the river beach, large and small, white and clean, well-proportioned, water and stone depend on each other, and sand and stone are integrated, which is also a unique scenery. 15. On the beach, there are childish calls.

A group of naked children, also naked with their own desires, desperately chasing and running into the distance. Gold seems to be jumping and running, and it seems that it can never catch up.

Until I was too tired and couldn’t run anymore, I dug a hole on the beach. The stream water slowly soaked in. It was turbid at first, then clear, and my neck would become wet. A pool of sweet water. We lowered our heads and drank happily.

When I dig a sand pit, the sand remains on my hands.

6. Sentences describing "beach"

1. Sunny Beach is your best confidant. You can whisper to her; you can also tell her your secrets. Because she is your most reliable friend, of course you can tell her your troubles. Talking is a kind of happiness, right? Open your heart... and use sea water to wash away all your troubles.

2. Missing is a sentimental beach and an extension of the footprints of time; waiting is the tempering of the will and the turning point of fate.

3. The sea water is gentle.

Standing on the beach, the sea water is like a mother's hand, caressing you, making you feel the deep maternal love. The sea water is like a docile little turtle, leaning against you quietly. But sometimes there is the all-powerful saying of "facing Jieshi in the east to view the sea".

4. Others picked up a shell on the beach, but she wanted to study how the shell was born, how it grew, and how it washed up on the beach. When others touch the melons, she looks for the vines; when others pick the leaves, she asks for the roots. It was she who came up with the word radioactivity.

5. On summer nights, bursts of fluttering breeze swept over from the northwest beach, gently turning up the clothes of night travelers, teasing withered leaves on the road, and in the wilderness. There was a slight rustling sound.

6. The sea water is gentle. Standing on the beach, the sea water is like a mother's hand, caressing you, making you feel the deep maternal love. The sea water is like a docile puppy, leaning against you quietly. But sometimes there are Jieshi to the east to watch the mighty wind and clouds of the sea.

7. As soon as the children arrived at the beach, they started to party like wild horses running wild.

8. There are people on the beach constantly showing off their strong bodies to others. Their well-developed muscles are shining in the sun, and their muscles are protruding and bulging, as hard as bones.

9. I don’t know what the world will think of me in the future. To me, I am just like a boy playing on the beach who accidentally discovered a rounder stone and a more beautiful one. I feel very happy about the shells, but in front of me, there are still as many undiscovered stones and shells as the sea.

10. I like to walk on the shallow beach in the warm breeze, play with the waves and play with my sister. The milky white morning mist is like milk poured into the air, and it is like covering the vast sea with an elegant veil. Under the gray-white sky, there are blue waves.

11. I pick up conch shells with you on the beach, and listen to the sound of the sea close to my ears. Each conch shell may be ordinary, strange, plain, or magnificent, just like that one An emotional story. You and I carefully stroked the exquisite texture on the back of the conch, wiped away all the dust of the years, and carefully collected it.

12. Many people treat opportunities like children on the beach: they fill their little hands with sand, and then let the sand fall, one after another, until all the sand falls.

13. You are a magical beach where I can pick up the beautiful shells in the world. Wish you a happy Teacher's Day! You are a tall and tall tree that once bore ripe fruits. Time has carved old growth rings on your body, but a lush forest has risen beside you.

14. We walked on the beach, making a slight rustling sound under our feet.

15. Others picked up a shell on the beach, but she wanted to study how the shell was born, how it grew, and how it washed up on the beach. When others touch the melons, she looks for the vines; when others pick the leaves, she asks for the roots. It was she who came up with the word radioactivity.

7. What are the poems describing the beach?

1. There are several plum trees in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.

I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.

2. The green color flying away by the water is hard to distinguish, but the color returning from the bamboo is ordinary.

The hawks and falcons do not harm each other. The white gulls and cranes are all over the beach.

3. On the beautiful Surabaya coast, the endless scenery is new.

It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors.

4. The random flowers are gradually enchanting the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.

My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, where there is a white sand embankment in the shade of green poplars.

5. Last night, the west wind blew the tops of thousands of trees, and the ferry boat rolled into the beach.

The ancient plum tree of Nobashi lies alone in the corner of the cold house, its sparse shadows slanting across the window and knocking on it secretly.

6. The Si star is clear at first, and the Jia Chan is green again. The color is as white as the beach, and the leaves of the Vega tree are yellow.

7. Huazhijiu blushed at each other. Drunk and sleeping in the green shade. Startled and looked up. The bow pavilion is on the beach.

8. Seven feet of green pole and one foot of silk, blowing in the wind from the wild rice leaves. Several times I raised my hand to throw the bait and startled the teal ducks on the beach.

9. The flower of the heart illuminates the sky in all directions, and you can see the loving eyes of Avalokitesvara. Suppose you really want to see Avalokitesvara, and the horseman's wife is the head of the golden beach.

10. Crossing the turbulent Huanghua Stream at dawn, Singing Lang is on the small beach. Walking slantingly to the fields, the stars are sparse under the dew, the frost is cold, and the moon is cold.

1. The original text of Qiantang Lake Spring Tour is as follows:

North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low. In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud.

The wild flowers are becoming more and more charming, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves. My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, where the green poplar trees shade the white sand embankment.

2. The emotion in the scenery is the main feature of this poem. It not only writes a strong sense of spring, but also expresses the strong feeling of natural beauty. Putting emotions in the scenery, the lines in the poem reveal joyful and relaxed emotions and the delicate and fresh feeling of the spring scenery of West Lake.

3. The first couplet of the poem closely follows the title and always writes about lake water. The previous sentence points out the location of Qiantang Lake and the scene of "different buildings and views" around it. The two place names are used together, showing a sense of movement, indicating that the poet is walking and watching at the same time. The latter sentence describes the color of the lake on the front: the spring water has just risen, the water surface is flush with the embankment, the white clouds rolling in the sky and the rippling waves on the lake surface are connected, which is the typical water form of the spring lake in the south of the Yangtze River.

8. What are the poems describing the beach?

1. "Proud of the Fisherman·Suddenly Hearing Two Oars Beating at the Bottom of the Flower" by Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty

The scent of flowers and the fragrance of wine are clear Make wine together. Huazhijiu blushed at each other. Drunk and sleeping in the green shade. Startled and looked up. The bow pavilion is on the beach.

Translation: The fresh fragrance of lotus and the mellow taste of wine are mixed together; the pink lotus and the pink face reflect the wine vat. Among the green lotus leaves, it's a good time to lie down when you're drunk. When I woke up and looked up, I saw the bow of the ship ran aground on the beach.

2. "Two Poems on the Beach in the Rain" by Yang Wanli in the Song Dynasty

There are no insects in the world in Changzhou, but it is a pity that all the hard work was wasted. The mist blows on the beach boat, especially the misty rain in Jingxi River.

Translation: There is no Cordyceps in Changzhou anywhere else in the world. Unfortunately, a lot of efforts have been wasted. The hazy mist gently blows the boat on the beach. This is the beautiful picture of the misty rain by the Jingzhou stream.

3. "Remembering Qin'e and Nostalgia on the Golden Beach" Contemporary Cui Rongjiang

The wind blows in the sky, and you can still hear dragons and tigers leaping in the sky. Jumping in the air, horses neighing in the golden sands, wild geese flying across the gate.

Translation: The wind is blowing wantonly, like hearing the sound of a dragon leaping and a tiger leaping. Soaring into the sky, the golden sand beach neighed like a horse, and Yanmen held a spear across it with heroic spirit.

4. "Fishing" by Li Qunyu of the Tang Dynasty

Seven feet of green pole and one foot of silk, the wind blows in the wild rice leaves. Several times I raised my hand to throw the bait and startled the teal ducks on the beach.

Translation: A seven-foot-long blue fishing rod is hung with a ten-foot-long silk thread, letting the wind blow among the wild rice leaves. He raised his hand several times to throw fishing bait into the river, which alerted the water ducks on the beach.

5. "Huanghua Ferry" by Ruan Yue in the Song Dynasty

At dawn, the water of the Huanghua River is rushing, and the song is on the small beach.

Translation: Take a boat across Huanghua River in the early morning, the water is fast. The small sandy beach made a sound against the side of the ship.