1 Poseidon passed by the evil wind from the east and returned, and the waves hit the stone wall of Tianmen and opened it. How is it like this in August in Zhejiang? The waves are like snow coming from the mountains. ──Li Bai's "Hengjiang Ci"

2 Ask about how many times the sun shines on the Qiantang River at Pukou in Xixing. Su Shi

3 Hundreds of miles away, I heard thunder and thunder, and I stopped playing the strings 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 widens. The stormy waves come like snow, and a mountain is cold.

4 The Mid-Autumn Moon is a thousand miles away, and the sound of a hundred thousand troops surges in the middle of the night. 11. Li Lang's "Recalling Qiantang"

5 The beauty of the river stretches across the river, but only a few are ancient and clear. Guest-mindedness and surges, current affairs and tides arise. The road turns to green mountains and the sand is blank with birds flying. After a few years of dreaming about the sea, I can only sing with emotion.

6 The turbulent waves from the sky are emptying, and the rivers are overturned, and the seas and mountains are destroyed.

The sea is vast, the sky is like thunder, and the tide in Qiantang has been coming for a long time. 11 Wang Zai Jin's "Wangjiangtai"

7 The coming wave has become more powerful, and the hunter is riding the wind. Thunder shook the clouds, and mountains flew into the frost and snow. One by one Tang. "Watching the Tide in Zhangting" by Song Yu

8 A white rainbow walks across the long flat sand, and the jade cup in Yaotai's hand is empty. The clear sky shakes the bottom of the clear river, and the evening rises and falls in the rapid waves. ﹣One Northern Song Dynasty. Master Wang's "Seventeen Days of Watching the Tide"

9 When I first heard the sound of thousands of horses, it gradually felt like the Great Wall. Far from Sanshan, the two sides of Gaolian are flat. Lingfeng was furious, reflecting the sun as a false light. If it were Wu Xupo, how would he survive the Yue soldiers?

Explanation of Wen Yu's "Qiantang River Tide" one by one

10 Light thunder suddenly appeared on the horizon, and the sun shone brightly and the silver battle formation opened. Two hundred thousand people fought for a moment, and a group of dragons leaped into anger. 11. "Watching the Tide on the Qiantang River" by Zhao Puchu

11 The sound of anger is so strong that the land beside the Rakshasa River is about to float. Keeping great faith in the long journey, you also know that it will flow repeatedly. There is no bottom for any huge dip, and there is only the head for crossing Xiling. Who is in charge of the morning and evening? How can I ride on the carp and ask the Marquis of Yang? One by one, Luo Yin's "Qiantang River Tide"

12 The waves surged to Penglai and flew high to shake the palace of the Song family. Whoever unloaded it, Haimen's urgent drum sound began to sound. It's like thousands of wind-horses suddenly riding on silver saddles, vying to be surpassed. Clear one by one. Cao Rong's "Man Jiang Hong". "Watching the Tide in Qiantang"

13 When I arrived in Qiantang again, the tide moved eastward and moved far away. Don't live for three thousand years in this world. How sad will be the vicissitudes of life. ﹣Zhang Yining's "Zhejiang Pavilion Sands Rise Ten Miles"

14 Tianbao banished the immortal to ride on a crane, and the poetic style was great and the moon palace was cold. Every time the tide in Qiantang is fierce, it is suspected that there is a wild and drunken life.

15 King Yue also fled to Huangqiu’s house, wandering in a boat on the vast sea and feeling sad. The mountains are chasing the smoke and the rain is gone, and the sad wind is rolling in and the tide is coming.

The 16th wave has become more powerful, hunting and riding the wind. Thunder shook the clouds, and mountains flew into the frost and snow. 11. "Watching the Tide at Zhangting" by Song Yu

17 The long sea in Zhejiang is green in the west, and the waves turn over it day and night. In Guoli, Qiantang, I will look at the trendy people until I grow old.

﹣Xu Ning's "Viewing the Waves of Zhejiang"