The scenery is well written.
Close-up of lake. "Yueyang has been besieged", the sentence pattern is neat and neat, and the artistic conception is smart and flying. Reading makes people feel magnificent and excited. A word "steaming" gives people the potential of steaming clouds, with Yue Long leaping in the tiger and galloping horses; The word "shake" is a powerful stroke, and readers seem to see the scene of huge waves flying and "crashing on the shore and rolling up thousands of piles of snow". However, "Yueyang City" seems to be supported by a magnificent lake. This can't help but make people compare: an ancient city is still so small compared with a vast lake, what's more, what is the difference between a person's strength and an ant? Without the conservation and nourishment of the lake, how can there be the beauty of lush grass and blooming trees? Implication: how can people enjoy it without the grace of the emperor? Here, the wonderful pen is full of flowers, and the words are amazing, which leads to the following good, and it is worthy of being a famous sentence through the ages.
2. A flower in an ancient poem flies away, but it turns into spring, and the wind is full of worries. Du Fu's Two Poems of Qujiang She walked out of the Purple Palace and into the desert. Now she has become a green grave in the yellow dusk. Du Fu's Five Poems about Things can laugh several times in his life, and he will get drunk whenever he drinks. Cen Can's "Liangzhou Pavilion and Night Collection of Judges" shed a thousand lines of tears, and it was so cold that there was no clothes beside him. Chen Yulan's "Farewell to the Husband" traveled six thousand miles to the countryside and died in the wilderness for twelve years. Liu Zongyuan's "Don't be my brother's son" has been lying in Dongshan for 30 years, but I don't know that the book sword is old and dusty. Gao Shi's "Send Toure to the Daily Collection" is a pear flower and a stream, and I don't know who it belongs to tonight. Anonymous's Miscellaneous Poems laughed at the world of mortals, but no one knew it was litchi. Du Mu's Half River Rustling and Half River Red. Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang dreamed of Yangzhou for ten years and won the reputation of a brothel. In Du Mu's Mourning for the Memory, several early warblers compete to warm the trees, and their new birds peck at the spring mud. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour of Qiantang River is a thing of the past, and the dignity of this mountain is still directing the cold river. Liu Yuxi's Old Story of Xibao Mountain is not an isolation of life, but the road of life is temporarily separated. Li Shangyin's "Shu," has never suggested that his golden cup is empty to the bright moon! Li Bai's "Into the Wine" is in the pedestrian mirror, in the bird screen. Li Bai's "Journey to Qingxi" is easy for idle people to hate, but it is difficult to absorb the ancient soul. The face of Han Wo's Spring Tired doesn't know where it went, but the peach blossom in the spring breeze is still smiling. Cui Hu's "South Village of Jingcheng" is "The flies are gone, but the crows in weeping willows still roost at dusk" and Li Shangyin's "Sui Palace" is the owner of Wolong. One water has Egret Island. The third call of Li Bai's "Boarding the Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing" put national affairs on him, and gave Du Fu's "Book of Letters" to two generations with sincerity, but there was no way out for me. Li Bai's "Difficult to Walk" The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook. Li He's "Twenty-three Horses Poems" (No.5) The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. Wang Wei's "Up to the fortress", he searched all over the green field and down to the grave, but he couldn't find the person he was looking for in these two places, as well as Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow". The clouds are near the horse's head. Li Bai bid farewell to Shu, birds singing and mountains shining, and people are close to each other. Poems are often built to break the mountain temple, and the rain is coming, and the wind is full. Xu Hun's night scene on the west tower of Xianyang City, and then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only the hoofprint "Song of Snow" to bid farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's home, where the mountains ended in the plain and the rivers flowed into the wild. Li Bai bid farewell to Jingmen, and the sunset was infinitely beautiful, buried by the coming night. Li Shangyin's Happy Garden, One Thousand. A thousand paths have no footprints. Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue lost its iron lock at the bottom of the river and a stone fell to the ground. We called Liu Yuxi's "Xibao Mountain Nostalgia" for a thousand times and urged it for a thousand times before she began to walk towards us, still hiding half of her face behind her guitar. Bai Juyi's Pipa is full of red flowers and green flowers, and the flag of Shuicun is full of wine. Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring" has a thousand years of fame, and it has a thousand years of fame. What's good? When you die, you will lose Du Fu's "Two Dreams of Li Bai". Autumn rain is aroused by rock breaking. Li He and Li Ping's introduction met immediately without paper and pencil. He used your biography to report peace. Yes, "Meet the Jingshi", which is about Sang Ma through the window and holding cups, is Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old People's Village", which is a sacred mountain with five mountains and no intention to travel far. It is a constant habit in my life, and it is Li Bai's "Lushan Song, Yushi Lu Xuzhou", which is full of clothes and flowers, brushing the threshold. Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao Ci" is full of snow and horses back to Qingguan. Han Yu's "Moving Left at Qingyakou to See a Grandnephew" leaves like a waterfall, but I think the long river is always rolling in Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain". There is no reason to cross the mulberry dry water, but I hope that Bing is their hometown. Liu Zao's "Journey to the North" was demoted by Ming Jun, and I haven't seen a friend Meng Haoran's "Going to Zhongnanshan at the end of the year" every year. Where can I cry in the autumn wind? Li He's Thirteen Poems of South Garden is unknown. The doubt is that the snow in winter has not disappeared. Zhang said, I don't know who cut the thin leaves of Zaomei, but those in February are like scissors. His "Singing Willow" is a moonlit night on earth, and the rogue is Yangzhou. Xu Ning's Memories of Yangzhou last forever. One day, both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. Since God has given talent to Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow, let it be used! , spin one thousand silver, all back! Li Bai's "Into the Wine" is old when you are affectionate. The color of grass is far away, but there is nothing. Han Yu was a member of the Ministry of Water Resources in early spring, Zhang Shiba, and God pitied the grass, and the world was heavy and sunny. The fine weather of Li Shangyin and the mist of clouds and dreams hang over Yueyang. Meng Haoran's Letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang shows that the sky is far away and the moon is always lonely. Du Fu's Jianghan, the water brings you a feeling of home. Row your boat three hundred miles to Li Bai's Jingmen Ferry to bid farewell. Be loyal to your art. You don't know your age. Let wealth and fame float like a cloud over Du Fu's "Danqing to General Cao Ba". I will climb the Changfeng one day to break the huge waves and straighten up the depth of my Yun Fan and bridge. Li Bai's "Three Difficult Poems" (I) in the deep sea hates people's hearts like water, just casually. Liu Yuxi's Nine Poems on Zhuzhi (Part VII) has not seen Gu Yue today, but according to the ancients this month. Li Bai's "Drink Poison to Quench Thirst" was expected by everyone in the Ming Dynasty tonight. I wonder who will get Qiu Si. Wang Jian, however, Du Fu, a demon-ridden wanderer, advised you not to make it clear in To Li Bai at the end of the day, and it is difficult to make it clear. Luo Yin's Parrot advises you to drink more wine and go to the West for no reason. Wang Wei's Twenty-one Xi's for Yuan.