Landscape poems 1. Poetry describing landscapes.

The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no. Wang Wei, the Hanjiang River is flooding.

The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. Ambassador Wang Wei went to the frontier.

The star Ye Pingkuo, the moon ran away from the river. Du Fu's Night Abroad

Autumn wind blows the Weihe River and leaves fall all over Chang 'an. Jia Yi Dao Wu Chu City, Jiang Shang

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. Li Shanyue

Stark sounded the fifth watch, drums and horns rang, and stars and Tianhe danced on three mountains. Dufu pavilion night

The Yellow River winds from a distant place, carrying thousands of miles of yellow sand. Liu Yuxi Langtaosha

Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang. Meng Haoran's Letter to Premier Zhang from Dongting Lake

Alone at the bottom of the river, I think quietly, and the moonlight is like water. Zhao Tuo Jianglou feels old.

When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. Bai Juyi remembers Jiangnan.

Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. The next berth on Beibao Mountain, Wang Wan.

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. Meng Haoran stayed at Jiande River overnight.

Unconsciously, dusk enveloped the castle peak, and the autumn clouds were bleak, covering the dusk sky. Li Bai listened to the novels of Shu Monk Jun and played the piano.

Mountain moths listen to apes, and the river rushes for the night. Meng Haoran stopped at Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou.

At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. Li Bai bid farewell to his friends at Jingmen Ferry.

Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns? Li Bai will enter the wine.

The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci

The gloomy mountains are sandwiched between the green coasts, and the green mountains and green waters are silent. Hangzhou Zhuxi Shuikou

The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Su Shi Yong Yu le

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. It rained after Su Shi drank Chuqing Lake.

Listen to the sound of thousands of valleys at night and watch some peaks silent in the sunset. Yucheng Wang

Qian Shan has a vast sky, and Chengjiang has a bright moon. Huang Tingjian Deng Kuaige

A red sun leans against the green hills and only sees a few miles of lakes.

2. Ancient landscape poems

The ancient poems describing the beauty of mountains and waters include: Looking at Tianmen Mountain-Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's In the Heron Tower-Tang Dynasty: Wang Zhihuan's "Buzu Ji" and seeing Bao Haoran go to East Zhejiang-Song Dynasty: Wang Guan's "Looking at Dongting"-Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi's "Bodhisattva Crossing the River and Writing a Wall of Jiangxi"-Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji.

The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon. At heron lodge's original poem is as follows: the mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river.

By going up one flight of stairs, seeing a thousand miles further, the original poem "The diviner sends Bao Haoran to the east of Zhejiang" goes like this: water is the eye, and mountains are the eyebrows.

Where are you going? To the intersection of mountains and rivers. Take the spring water and send you back.

If you go to the south, you can catch up with spring, and you must keep the scenery of spring. The original poem of "Wangdongting" is as follows: the lake is full of moonlight, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.

Look at the Dongting landscape. There is a green snail in the silver plate. The original poem of "Bodhisattva Man, Building a Wall in Jiangxi" is as follows: How many pedestrians shed tears when the fish valley platform enters the Qingjiang River.

Looking at Chang 'an in the northwest, there are countless poor mountains. Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east.

In the evening, the river is gloomy and there are partridges in the mountains.

3. What are the ancient poems describing landscapes?

1. Tianjin Sha Qiu Si

Author: Ma Zhiyuan

Old vines and faint crows, small bridges and flowing water.

The ancient road and the west wind are thin. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

2. Night berth near Fengqiao

Author: Zhang Ji

Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

3. Spring in Hangzhou

Author: Bai Juyi

Looking at the sea tower in the distance, the morning is bright and the river bank is white.

That night, he should be recruited into the temple and hide with Liu Sechun.

Tea brocade praises persimmons, and green flag sells wine and pears.

Who opens the southwest road of Lake Temple? The grass-green skirt is inclined at the waist.

4. South Lake in early spring

Author: Bai Juyi

The clouds have gone, the wind and rain have stopped, the weather is just right, and the sun shines on the lake to form a reflection, which has a warm feeling.

Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight.

The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff.

It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased.

5. Night parking on Jiande River

Author: Meng Haoran

Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.

6. Stay in Zhang Xu's mountain

Author: Bai Juyi

The state of mountain light makes spring glow, not for lightness.

Even if there was no rain in Mystery, the clothes were dyed deep in the clouds.

7. Wang Yue

Author: Du Fu

What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.

The 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, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. ..

Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.

8. "Qiu Deng Wan Shan sends Zhang Wu"

Author: Meng Haoran

Facing the white Yun Qi Fu Feifei on the mountain ridge, I can enjoy myself as a hermit.

Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese.

Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn.

I looked down at the riverbank and took a flat-headed rest with the folks who came home.

The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon.

I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.

9. Spring boat on Lake Ruoya

Author: money

Deliberate joy has no end, no matter what happens, I will continue.

And my boat and I, before the evening breeze, skimmed the flowers and entered the lake.

At dusk, I turned to the valley to the west, where I could see the southern star on the other side of the mountain.

The mist rose and circled softly, and the low moon slanted through the Woods.

I choose to put aside all worldly things and just be an old man with a fishing rod. ..

10. Qingxi

Author: Wang Wei

I have sailed on the river of yellow flowers and been carried by the green stream.

Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.

The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees.

The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.

In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water.

Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! .

4. Ancient landscape poems

1, an autumn night in the mountains

Don

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

2. "Mujiang Sound"

Tang Bai Juyi

A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green.

On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.

3. Autumn Poetry

Yuxi Liu Tang

The mountains and rivers are clear and frosty at night, and several trees are deep red and light yellow.

Trying to get under a tall building is as crazy as spring.

Step 4 "climb the mountain"

Don du fu

The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.

The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.

Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.

After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.

5. "hiking"

Dondum

As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

5. Ancient poems describing landscapes

The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no. Wang Weihan faces the desert, and the long river sets the yen. Wang Wei's envoy arrived at the border star Ye Pingkuo, and the moon ran to the river. Du Fu's autumn wind blew the Wei River all night, leaving leaves all over Chang 'an. A river in Jia Dao is full of bright moon, high rocks and boundless sea of clouds. Li Bai drums the solemn and stirring mountains, and the Three Gorges River shadows shake. Du Fu Pavilion sings nine songs at night, and the Yellow River is a thousand miles away. Waves and winds are blowing from the end of the world. Liu Yuxi, and a mist from Yungu and Menggu have been bothering Meng Haoran of Yueyang City. A message from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang went to the riverside building to think quietly, and the moonlight was like water. The bottom of Zhao Tuo River feels like the old days, and the river is as green as spring water. Bai Juyi remembers how wide the world was, how close the trees were to heaven, and Jiang Qingyue when Wang Wan and Beibao were moored at the foot of the mountain until the banks of the south of the Yangtze River widened at low tide. Meng Haoran stayed by the Jiande River and could not feel the green hills and dusk. Cloudy autumn fills the sky. Li Bai listened to the novels of the Shu monk, played the piano and listened to the sorrow of apes. The river ran at night, Meng Haoran, from a berth on Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou, where there was no water, and the river meandered through the wilderness. Li Bai, seeing a friend off at Jingmen Ferry, you can't see how the water of the Yellow River left heaven and entered the ocean, never to return. Li Bai will enter the Yellow River with white clouds, and there are mountains and hills in the lonely city. Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci is gloomy and green, and the mountains and rivers are silent. Zhushuikou sails, the bright moon is like frost, and the breeze is like water. The scenery is infinite. Su Shi always enjoys the beautiful scenery, and fights with rain in the mountains. After Su Shi drank all the Chu Qing on the lake, the sound of rain was full, including dusk, and several peaks stood in the sunset. Wang Yucheng fell to Qian Shan, the sky was boundless, and Chengjiang was clear in January. Huang Tingjian boarded the pavilion for a round of red sun, leaning against the green hills and only looking at the lake for miles. I hope this answer is helpful to you.

6. What are the ancient poems describing landscapes?

The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no. Wang Weihan faces the desert, and the long river sets the yen. Wang Wei's emissary arrived at the border star Ye Pingkuo and the moon to run the river. Du Fu's "One Night Abroad" autumn wind blows Wei River, and leaves fall all over Chang 'an. Jia Dao is a river on a stone, and the bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, where there is a vast sea of clouds. Li Bai's drums are solemn and stirring in the mountains, and the shadow of the Three Gorges River ripples. Du Fu's pavilion is full of the Yellow River, and waves and winds are blowing from the horizon. Liu Yuxi's waves and sands are steamed clouds. Meng Haoran, who has been besieging Yueyang City, heard a message from Dongting Lake that Prime Minister Zhang was alone and quietly meditating at the bottom of the river, and the moonlight was like water. The bottom of the river in Zhao Tuo feels that the flowers in the past are better than the fire, and the water in spring is as green as blue. Bai Juyi remembered that until the banks of the south of the Yangtze River became wider at low tide, Wang Wanzi Gu Beishan, who sailed alone without wind, was near the bright moon in the water! Meng Haoran's "Sleeping at Jiande", the mountains are getting dark and the autumn clouds are getting darker, but I haven't changed much. Li Bai listened to Shu Monk Jun's novels and played the piano to listen to apes' worries. At night, the river runs, Meng Haoran, from a berth in Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou, the mountains and waters are exhausted, the river winds and flows wild, and Li Bai and Jingmen Ferry bid farewell. You can't see how the Yellow River water entered the ground and never returned. Li Bai will go as far away as the Yellow River and white clouds, and live in Wan Ren. Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci has green mountains and green waters, and green mountains and green waters are silent. The boat at Zhushuikou is as bright as frost, calm as water, and the scenery is infinite. Su Shi always likes beautiful scenery. It's rainy in the mountains. After Su Shi drank the Chu Qing on the lake, it rained heavily, including the sound of sunset, and several peaks stood silently in the sunset. Wang Yucheng fell in Qian Shan, the sky was high and the sky was wide, and Chengjiang was sunny in January. Huang Tingjian boarded the Express Pavilion, leaning against a red sun in Castle Peak, only to see the lake for several miles.

7. Landscape poetry

The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no.

Wang Wei, the Hanshui River is desert, the smoke is straight, and the long river sets the yen. Wang Wei sent envoys to go up the river with Guo Si and the bright moon.

Du Fu blew the Weihe River in the autumn wind all night, leaving leaves all over Chang 'an. Jia Shiming's bright moon hangs high in the sky and the sea of clouds is boundless.

Li Shanyue Stark sounded the fifth watch, drummed and sounded the horn, and the Milky Way pulse crossed the three mountains. In Du Fu's Pavilion, there are nine songs about the sand in Wan Li of the Yellow River at night, and waves and strong winds sweep across the horizon.

The mist in Liu Yuxi's Langtaosha and Yunmeng Canyon has been bothering Yueyang City. Meng Haoran's letter to Premier Zhang from Dongting Lake quietly thought at the bottom of the river alone, and the moonlight was like water.

Zhao Tuo Jianglou feels that the past is better than the fire, and the riverside is as green as blue. Bai Juyi remembered Jiangnan until the ebb tide widened the banks, and no wind stirred my lonely sails.

Wang Wan at the foot of Beibao Mountain, how wide the sky is, how close the trees are, how clear the water is and how close the moon is! . Meng Haoran, one night on the Jiande River, I didn't feel any change, although the mountains darkened and autumn clouds piled up in the sky.

Li Bai listened to the novels of Shu Monk Jun, played the piano, the mountain moth listened to the sorrow of apes, and the river ran for the night. Meng Haoran, from a berth in Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou, where the mountain ends and the plain begins, the river winds through the wilderness.

When Li Bai and a friend bid farewell at Jingmen Ferry, they didn't see how the water of the Yellow River flowed from heaven into the ocean and never came back. Li Bai will go as far away as the Yellow River and white clouds, and live in Wan Ren.

Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci has green hills and green banks, and the green hills and green waters go silently. The boat at Zhushuikou is as bright as frost, calm as water, and the scenery is infinite.

Su Shi is always happy, the water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. After Su Shi drank Chu Qing on the lake, it rained everywhere, including the sound of dusk. Several peaks were silent and the sun set.

Wang Yucheng Qian Shan has a vast sky and a clear moon. Huang Tingjian boarded the Express Pavilion for a round of red sun, leaning against the green hills, only to see the lake for several miles.

8. What are the ancient poems describing landscapes?

1. "Tianjingsha Qiu Si" Author: Ma Zhiyuan withered vines old trees faint, bridges flowing people.

The ancient road and the west wind are thin. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

2. "a night-mooring near maple bridge" Author: Zhang Jishuang night, Jiang Feng fishing fire sleep. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

3. "Hangzhou Spring Hope" Author: Bai Juyi looks at the bottom of the sea, the morning light shines, protecting the river bank and stepping on the sand. That night, he should be recruited into the temple and hide with Liu Sechun.

Tea brocade praises persimmons, and green flag sells wine and pears. Who opens the southwest road of Lake Temple? The grass-green skirt is inclined at the waist.

4. "Early Spring South Lake" Author: Bai Juyi wind back to the clouds to break the rain at the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, returning to the lake to warm up and see the light of day. Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight.

The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff. It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased.

5. "Jiande Night Sleeping" Author: Meng Haoran When my boat docked in the fog, at dusk, memories of the old days began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.

6. "Stay in Zhang Xu in the Mountain" Author: Bai Juyi Mountain's light and physical state will get a spring glow, not for the light shadow will return home. Even if there was no rain in Mystery, the clothes were dyed deep in the clouds.

7. "Wang Yue" Author: Du Fu Mount Tai is such a magnificent holy mountain! ? Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen. The 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.

8. "Autumn Mountain sends Zhang Wu" Author: Meng Haoran on the North Peak among the white clouds, you have found your seclusion. Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese.

Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn. I looked down at the riverbank and took a flat-headed rest with the folks who came home.

The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon. I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.

9. "Spring Boat on Lake Ruoya" Author: If money is thoughtful and endless, no matter what happens in the future, I will go forward bravely. And my boat and I, before the evening breeze, skimmed the flowers and entered the lake.

At dusk, I turned to the valley to the west, where I could see the southern star on the other side of the mountain. The mist rose and circled softly, and the low moon slanted through the Woods.

I choose to put aside all worldly things and just be an old man with a fishing rod .. 10. "Qingxi" Author: Wang entered Huanghuachuan and was carried by a green stream.

Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles. The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees.

The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank. In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water.

Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! .