1. Poems about leisurely fishing
Poems about leisurely fishing 1. What are the classic quotes or poems about "leisurely fishing by the river"
Classic sayings about "leisurely fishing by the river": 1. "The wind and drizzle make for the best fishing."
2. "When the southeast wind blows under the frost, nine out of ten fishes will be empty." 3. "The little fish runs away in panic, but the big fish is coming soon."
"There are many small fish under the water, but the big fish are not in the nest." 4. "On March 3rd, carps come to the river beach."
"Before and after Qingming Festival, crucian carp grabs the hook." "After Guyu, hundreds of fish come close to the shore."
5. “Fishing for the sun in spring, fishing for rain in summer, fishing all day in autumn, and fishing at noon in winter.” 6. "Fishing on the beach in spring, fishing in the shade in summer, fishing in the pond in autumn, and fishing in the sun in winter."
7. "When the sun is hot at noon, fishing is full of enthusiasm; you can fish for a while in the morning and evening and go home for a meal." 8. “Fishing in the morning, catching shrimps in the evening, and catching a big tortoise (turtle) at noon.”
9. “Fishing in spring is rainy and foggy, early in summer, fishing in autumn is at dusk and winter is fishing for grass.” 10. “The water is like mud soup, and fishing is a waste of time.”
11. “When the water rises, the fishing is shallow, and when the water recedes, the fishing is deep; when the water is muddy, the fishing is shallow, and when the water is clear, the fishing is deep.” 12. “It’s better to fish closer if it’s deep and muddy, and it’s better to fish farther if it’s clear and shallow.”
13. "It is better to fish for living water than to fish for dead pools." 14. “Fishing during the Meiyu period, the more you fish, the happier you become.”
15. “It’s better to fish after sunset than before a thunderstorm.” Classic poems about "leisurely fishing by the river": 1. The morning sun gathers red smoke, and the pole is lowered toward the green river.
People are suspicious of sitting in the sky, and fish are like hanging in the mirror. ——"Fishing Rod Chapter" by Shen Quanqi of the Tang Dynasty 2. After returning from fishing, the boat is not tied up, and the moon sets in Jiangcun, making it perfect for sleeping.
Even if the wind blows away all night, it is only by the shallow water of reed flowers. ——Sikong Shu of the Tang Dynasty, "Jiangcun Jishi" 3. Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared.
A man with a coir raincoat hat is alone in a boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. ——Tang Dynasty. Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" 4. White birds fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and the peach blossoms and flowing water are fat to mandarin fish.
Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle. ——Zhang Zhihe of Tang Dynasty, "Fishermen's Song" 5. One pole, one oar, one lonely boat, one fisherman and one hook.
With one clap, one shout, and one smile, one person has his own whole country. ——Qing Dynasty. Ji Xiaolan's "Fishing Quatrains" Why did the ancients like to use "fishing" in their poems? One is to express the love for nature, and the other is to express the poet's contented mood of staying away from the world and enjoying life.
2. Poems about staying away from the hustle and bustle and fishing quietly
1. "Fishing Bay" by Chu Guangxi of the Tang Dynasty
Fishing in Green Bay in spring, deep in spring, apricot flowers bloom.
The pond is clear but the water is shallow, and the fish scatter when the lotus moves.
Waiting for my lover at dusk, the boat is green and the poplar banks are green.
Translation:
Fishing in the green water bay in spring, spring is deep and the apricot flowers are in full bloom.
The water in the pond is clear and shallow, and only when the lotus leaves are shaken can you see that the fish are scattered.
I waited for my close friend until dusk, tied up the boat and docked at the green poplar bank.
2. "Shouyang Song·Twilight Snow in the River Sky" Yuan Dynasty·Ma Zhiyuan
The sky is approaching dusk, the snow is dancing wildly, half plum blossoms and half floating catkins.
When I come to the painting place on the river in the evening, the fisherman returns home in one step.
Translation:
The sky is getting dark, and the snowflakes are flying in confusion, half like plum blossoms and half like flying catkins.
The evening scene on the river is the most worthy of painting. A fisherman is rowing a boat back wearing a raincoat.
3. "Jiuquanzi·Long Memories of the West Lake" by Pan Lang of the Song Dynasty
Long remembrances of the West Lake. Looking up from the balcony all day long: fishing boats in twos and threes, the island is in the clear autumn.
The sound of the flute echoes in the reed flowers, and white birds suddenly start in a row. Don't come here to adjust the fishing rod, thinking about the water and the cold clouds.
Translation:
I often think of roaming the West Lake, standing on the balcony all day long, looking at the lake and mountains from the railing: fishing boats in twos and threes on the lake, the sky high and distant on the small island Number color.
The most unforgettable thing is that when a melodious flute sound came faintly from the reed pond, it startled the egrets living there. They suddenly flew up in groups and lined up.
The scenery of the West Lake makes me envious, so once I leave it, in my free time, I regain my interest in fishing and start repairing fishing tools. At this moment, I feel like I am in the cool and spacious autumn scenery of the West Lake again.
4. "I heard that Li Duangong was fishing and sent gifts back" Tang·Yu Xuanji
The infinite fragrance of lotus dyes the summer clothes, where can Ruan Lang get the boat to return.
I feel inferior to a mandarin duck couple, but I still have to fish close to the beach.
Translation:
The scent of lotus came to my nose and fragrant my clothes. Where are you fishing now, and when will you return from paddling?
I am sitting here fishing and looking at the scenery around me. I can’t help but sigh: I am not as good as the mandarin ducks flying together. At least they can fish together and get close to each other.
5. "Traveling is Difficult Part 1" Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
If you want to cross the Yellow River and the Sichuan is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang.
I was fishing on the Bixi River when I was free, and suddenly I was riding a boat and dreaming about the sun.
Translation:
I want to cross the Yellow River, but the ice and snow have frozen the river; I want to climb the Taihang Mountains, but the heavy wind and snow have already sealed the mountains.
Like Lu Shang fishing in the stream, waiting for his comeback; like Yi Yin dreaming, taking a boat by the sun.
3. Ancient poems about fishing
1. "Children Fishing"
Tang Dynasty: Hu Linngneng
A boy with a shaggy head learns fishing , sitting sideways with strawberries reflected on it.
Passers-by asked me to wave, fearing that I would be frightened and ignored.
Translation:
A child with disheveled hair and green face was learning how to fish as an adult by the river. He was sitting sideways in the grass, with his figure hidden by the weeds.
When a passerby asked for directions, the child waved his hand indifferently, fearing to disturb the fish and not daring to respond to the passerby.
2. "I heard that Li Duangong was fishing and sent gifts back"
Tang Dynasty: Fish Mystery
When summer clothes are dyed with the fragrance of lotus, where can Ruan Lang get a boat to return home? .
I feel inferior to a mandarin duck couple, but I still have to fish close to the beach.
Translation:
The scent of lotus came to my nose and fragrant my clothes. Where are you fishing now, and when will you return from paddling?
I am sitting here fishing and looking at the scenery around me. I can’t help but sigh: I am not as good as the mandarin ducks flying together. At least they can fish together and get close to each other.
3. "Traveling is Difficult Part 1"
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
A gold bottle of sake is worth ten thousand dollars, and a jade plate is worth ten thousand dollars of treasure.
Stopping the cup and throwing chopsticks, I can’t eat. I draw my sword and look around at a loss.
If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang.
I was fishing on the Bixi River when I was free, and suddenly I was riding a boat and dreaming about the sun.
Traveling is difficult! Traveling is difficult! There are many different roads, where are you now?
There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, and the cloud sails are hung directly to help the sea.
Translation:
The famous wine in the gold cup costs ten thousand yuan per bucket; the exquisite dishes in the jade plate cost ten thousand yuan.
I felt so depressed that I couldn’t eat anymore. I drew my sword and looked around, but I felt really confused.
If you want to cross the Yellow River, ice and snow have blocked this great river; if you want to climb Taihang, the mountains have already been closed by the heavy wind and snow.
Like Lu Shang fishing in the stream, waiting for his comeback; Yi Yin took a boat and dreamed about the sun, and was employed by Shang Tang.
How difficult! How difficult! There are so many different roads, where is the real avenue?
I believe that one day, I will be able to ride the strong wind and break thousands of miles of waves; hang my sails high and move forward bravely in the vast sea!
4. "Looking at Dongting Lake and presenting it to Prime Minister Zhang/Looking at Dongting Lake and presenting it to Prime Minister Zhang"
Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran
In August, the lake is level and the culvert is empty and mixed. Too clear.
The clouds are steaming over Mengze, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City.
If you want to help without a boat, you will live in shameful sage.
Sitting back and watching the fishermen only envy the fish.
Translation:
In August, the water in Dongting Lake surged to almost level with the shore, making it difficult to distinguish the colors of water and sky.
The water vapor in Yunmeng Daze is steaming white, and the rough waves seem to shake Yueyang City.
I want to cross the lake but I can't find a boat. I live in leisure in the Ming Dynasty and feel ashamed to be in front of the Ming Dynasty.
Sitting and watching the fishermen look so leisurely and at ease, it is a pity that they can only feel envious of the fish.
5. "Fishing Bay"
Tang Dynasty: Chu Guangxi
Fishing in Green Bay in spring, deep in spring, apricot flowers bloom.
The pond is clear but the water is shallow, and the fish scatter when the lotus moves.
Waiting for my lover at dusk, the boat is green and the poplar banks are green.
Translation:
Fishing in the green water bay in spring, spring is deep and the apricot flowers are in full bloom.
The water in the pond is clear and shallow, and only when the lotus leaves are shaken can you see that the fish are scattered.
I waited for my close friend until dusk, tied up the boat and docked at the green poplar bank.
4. Poems describing fishing
1. The poem "The Fisherman" written by He Ning of the Five Dynasties: "The egrets stand in the cold weather while the grass wind gently cuts the waves. The smoke curtains, the sun is late, and the fragrance attracts the hibiscus to stir up the fishing line."
2. Yu Xuanji, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, once described the scene of summer fishing in "I heard that Li Duangong was fishing and sent gifts back": "The infinite fragrance of lotus dyes his clothes, where can Ruan Lang get a boat to return home. I am ashamed that I am not as good as a mandarin duck couple, but I still have to fish close together. "
3. Du Fu's "River Village": "The Qingjiang River hugs the village, and the Yangtze River is quiet in spring. Swallows come and go in front of the hall, gulls in the water make love. The old wife draws paper to make a chess game, and the young child knocks needles to make fishing hooks. The only medicine needed for many diseases , Micro body is more desirable."
4. Meng Haoran's "Looking at Dongting Lake and Presenting Zhang Hanxiang" "The level of the lake in August is empty and too clear. The steam is steaming over the dreamy lake, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City. If you want to save money without a boat, you will live in the shameful sage. Sitting and watching the fishermen, there is only envy. Fish love."
5. Ji Xiaolan's "Fishing Quatrains": "One pole, one oar and one fisherman, one fisherman and one hook. One clap, one call and one smile, one person monopolizes the autumn of the river."
6. Of course, Liu Zongyuan's "Snow on the River" is the first to write winter fishing poems. "Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow on the cold river."
7. Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun Shishi": After returning from fishing, the boat is not tied up, and the moon sets in Jiangcun, making it suitable for sleeping. Even if the wind blows away all night, it is only by the shallow water of reed flowers. ”
8. Lu You’s poem “Odd Titles in Leisure” says: “Songs under the flowers carry wine in the spring, and poles are cast on the moonlit night by the river.”
9 “Autumn” "Day Huai East Lake" - Lu Youyi painted a small fishing beach by the pond, with the pole hanging down several times to the slanting light.
10. He uses the wind as his emotion, the world as his ambition, the rainbow as his silk, and the bright moon as his thread. There is no loyalty in the world, and the husband is the bait. - Li Bai, a fisherman at sea
11. Hu Lingneng, a child with a disheveled head, sits sideways on the strawberry grass and waves to him.
5. Poems describing fishing
46. The sun is rising, the wind is still cool, and the fisherman is already sitting on the bank, hanging his pole and waiting for the fish. Farewell to the Dragon King ----- "Morning Fishing" by Fisherman's Song - Old Man 47. A straw hat and a pair of poles, dedicated to fishing. There are thousands of ways to entertain the world, but fishing is better than the gods ----- "Fishing Hymn" Old Man 48. "The Fisherman" by Qiaoji of the Yuan Dynasty: "Zhonglu" Man Ting Fang (Sanqu) The sound of the river shakes the pillow, the moon is waning over the river, and the eyes are full of distant cens
The white clouds and flowing water are better than the mountains and forests. Fishing for the sunset and the cold current, watching the sea melting with gold at night in the autumn lake.
Who is drinking the wine in the village? 49. "On the Lake" by Zhang Kejiu of the Yuan Dynasty (Song) A clear day in the far water. At dawn, people are fishing in the ancient coastal fishing village.
Restaurants with green curtains and willow flowers blowing across painted bridges. 50. "Jiuquanzi" by Pan Lang of the Song Dynasty.
There are fishing boats in twos and threes, and it is autumn on the island.
51. The breeze blows on my face, the sun shines on my body, the willows are green, the peach red and the blue waves shine. I hold my fishing rod alone and look at the water conditions. The fish leap and play by the pond. The fisherman is happy - "Spring Fishing" by Dian Qianchun. The old man 52. No wind Automatic jade beads in the water rise from hooks and fish leap into the air among the green leaves ----- "Summer Fishing and Poke Arch" Old Man 53. A lifetime of fishing in the mountains and rivers, enjoying the rivers, ditches and ponds, crucian carp, bream, silver carp, eels and turtles, enjoying the intoxicating freshness of the water - ---"Miscellaneous Thoughts on Fishing" Old Man 54, Rice, chrysanthemum, apples, crispy fish, fresh shrimps and crabs are getting fatter. Fishermen are so excited about the beauty of fishing that they don't know who will spend it---Yujiaao "A Question about Autumn Fishing" Old Man 55, Four songs from "Fishing Songs": "Remembering the Embarrassment of Fishing" My heart was frightened before the morning light appeared, and I stood up hurriedly with sleepy eyes.
If you haven’t washed yourself yet and are busy getting dressed, don’t miss the opportunity to fish early. There seems to be someone vaguely beside the pool. Is this man working harder than me? Busy untie the rod, sink the hook, and be the first to catch fish.
The morning sun rises and the earth becomes bright. If you look closely, it turns out to be straw bales. Put your mind at ease and look at the water conditions. A pond of mud is muddy and muddy.
A few days ago, the pond was cleared and the muddy water was returned to the pond. I woke up early, but everything was in vain. I feel sorry for the "pancake man" last night (*Note) *Note: In the cross talk "Fishing", it is satirized that the liar goes fishing, and his wife is required to bake sugar cakes every time, and the number increases day by day.
But never caught a fish. 56. "The Joy of Fishing" The old man fished. He stayed up all night looking forward to the morning dawn. The window was dimly lit, so he threw on his clothes and ran outside.
Fishing is as exciting as a young man, just fishing. The big fish took the bait.
While fishing, I didn’t feel tired and forgot about hunger and fullness. I raised my head sharply and saw the fiery red sunset. Fishing, running in the fields and waterside every day, more than ancient times, no one knows how old he is.
57. Sitting by the water while fishing during the day and busy browsing the Internet at night. I hope fishing will be popularized and everyone can enjoy the fun of fishing. "My One Wish" Liu Yu 58. "Remembering Qin E." "Old Man Fishing in Spring" Old Man Spring is beautiful, and the willows and pinks are green and pink.
The competition is enchanting, people feel drunk, and fishes dance happily. Birds are noisy, and an old man is fishing by the water.
When fishing by the water, I don’t envy the fresh fish, but I appreciate the spring. 59. "Qing Ping Le."
Memories of Creek Fishing》Old Man It’s just dawn in the east, so we’re heading out early. Find fishing spots on winding mountain roads, and the small streams have uniquely good water.
I hurriedly threw the bait from the vertical pole, and the small fish eagerly swallowed it. No wonder the fish was too small, and you couldn't stop pulling it. 60. "Yu Gezi."
The first fishing in early spring》Old man The spring breeze is getting warmer, especially when it feels cold, and the green peaches are beginning to bloom on the willow tops. Sitting by the pond, fishing line, happy that fishing has started again.
61. "Old Man Fishing" Liu Yu wears a bamboo hat and a pair of poles to fish, and forgets all his troubles. 62. "Feelings of Fishing in the Fishing Pond" Liu Yu's green waves rippling to capture the soul of the fish. If you don’t have money and power, don’t enter. The rivers and wild waters have exhausted all the fishermen. There are no more arrogant fishermen. 63. "May Day Fishing". The old man celebrates May Day with flowers. Don’t miss the long holiday. The best time for the whole family is to go fishing in the wild and enjoy nature and eat fish. 64. "Fishing with Friends" 》The old man went out to the countryside at dawn to cast bait and fish. A family of three went to Japan and the West to eat a fish in the evening. Maybe he had not learned the fishing skills well and would one day set up a fish banquet. Note: My friend Zhang is a beginner in fishing, and he guides him every time he is on vacation. My wife went fishing in the countryside when she was a child. Unfortunately, her fishing skills were poor and the harvest was very little, but the fishing was still interesting and her ambition was commendable. 65. "One cut of plum blossoms."
Summer Fishing》 Old Man Spring is gone and summer is coming and the sun is scorching. The lotus fragrance bursts and the butterflies dance gracefully.
The color of the lake is dazzling. The fish are jumping for joy, which is touching.
The bait is constantly being used, the float moves frequently, and the tip of the rod trembles. Ignorant fish are too greedy.
Swallow the fish hook and give me a delicious meal. 66. "Gong Ci" Song Dynasty: Mrs. Huarui's fishing line sinks in the waves, and the colorful boats and fish compete for the bait. The people inside rush to hold the gold plate to pick up the thorns and red scales. The shad is a precious fish, and the ancients wrote poems to praise it. There are many poems describing the situation of paying tribute to the imperial court. Here are a few selected poems: 67. Su Dongpo, a great poet of the Song Dynasty: "Ginger buds and purple vinegar are grilling anchovies. The snow bowl is more than two feet high. There is still the spring air of peach blossoms. The flavor here is better than that of water shield." "Perch."
68. Yu Shen, a poet of the Ming Dynasty, wrote in a poem: "The shad brought the snow and cold, and the three thousand rivers traveled to Chang'an. Before the Yao kitchen entered the silver knife, the Han Dynasty divided the jade dew plate first."
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6. Poems about fishing
There are so many, choose among them. Complete collection of fishing poems (reprinted) Jiang Xue (Tang Dynasty) Liu Zongyuan Birds fly across thousands of mountains, and people are traced across thousands of paths. Destroyed.
A man with a straw hat and a straw hat, fishing alone in the snow on the cold river. Picture of Fishing Alone on the Autumn River (Qing Dynasty). > A song and a bottle of wine, one person fishing alone in the river. Zhang Zhi, a fisherman (late Tang Dynasty), and egrets fly in front of the Xizhai Mountain, and the peach blossoms and flowing water are full of mandarin fish.
Green bamboo hats and green coir raincoats. There is no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle. Fishing in Chuguangxi is green in spring, and the apricot flowers are blooming in the deep spring.
The pond is clear and the water is shallow. The fish are waiting for you at dusk, and the green poplar banks are on the boat. .
The child is fishing, Hu Lingneng is learning fishing, sitting sideways on the strawberry grass. Passers-by ask questions and wave, fearing that the fish will be frightened.
Zhang is standing in the cave. Prime Minister Meng Haoran, the lake is level in August, and the clouds are steaming and the sky is clear, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City.
There is no boat left to sit and watch the fisherman. Love.
Staying in the Du Mu Hotel without a good companion, I am quietly thinking about old things.
The distant dream returns to Cangjiang. The moon is full of smoke, and the door is a fishing boat.
The fisherman Liu Zongyuan stays near the west rock at night, and the smoke is clear and the Chu bamboos are burning. At sunrise, no one is seen, and the scenery is green.
< p> Looking back at the middle of the sky, the clouds are chasing each other on the rocks. The flying bridge of Peach Blossom Creek is hidden across the wild smoke. I ask the fishing boats on the west bank of Shiji.The peach blossoms follow the flowing water at all times. Where is the cave in the clear stream. At the edge of the river, Sikong Shu returned from fishing and was about to sleep.
Even if the wind blows away all night, the cool moon is like hanging on the eyebrows of Dai Shulun, a song by Lanxi. Liuwan, looking at the beautiful scenery of Yuezhong Mountain.
Peach blossoms rained in Lanxi for three days, and carp came to the beach in the middle of the night. On the day of rest, the situation on Yanling Beach was like a cloud collapse, and the fishing gear returned to the stone layer. p>
The smoke and waves are shallow and the tent is cold, and the dead clams are spotted by the fisherman. Untitled (Ming) Jie Jin's silk thread hangs in the water for several feet, and the silver hook is swung without a trace. No fish dares to face the emperor, long live it. The king only fished for dragons.
Meng Haoran and his disciples went to Mount Xian, and their exchanges became ancient and modern. The mountains and rivers have left a lasting legacy.
The water is shallow and the weather is cold. The dream is deep. The Yang Gong Monument is still there, and I shed tears after reading it.
Autumn Bottle in the Mountain (Wang Wei) After the new rain in the empty mountains, the bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear springs flow over the rocks. /p>
The bamboo noises return to Huan Nu, and the lotus leaves the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay.
Send the monk back to Japan and go to the country to live as he pleases. The journey here is like a dream. The sky is floating in the sky and the sea is far away, but the method of death is light.
The water and moon penetrate the Zen silence, and the fish and dragons listen to the sound of Sanskrit. But pity for the shadow of a lamp can make your eyes bright for thousands of miles.
Reward Zhang Shaofu Wang Wei In his later years, he just loved to be quiet and didn't care about anything. I have no long-term plan, and I know I will return to the old forest.
The pine wind blows the belt, and the mountain moon shines on the piano. When you ask poor questions, the fishermen's songs go deep into Pu Shen.
Go to the Tongguan Posthouse in Queti in autumn by Xu Hun. The red leaves are rustling in the evening, and there is a ladle of wine in the long pavilion. The remaining clouds return to Taihua, and the sparse rain passes through the middle section.
The color of the trees changes with the pass, and the sound of the river flows into the sea far away. When the bright moon comes in the imperial hometown, I still dream of fishing and woodcutter.
Fisherman on the Huai River Zheng Gu The white-haired old man on the white-headed waves returns home and returns the boat to the Pupu wind. A new one-foot-long bass is caught, and the children and grandchildren blow fire among the flowers.
Wind Fishing Cheng Pengchi The wind blew the waves on the water to a high level, which made me blame the weather for not letting up. An Neng calmed down his anger and caught a carp for a delicious meal.
Traveling is Difficult Li Bai A gold bottle of wine costs ten thousand dollars, and a jade plate contains ten thousand dollars of treasure. Stopping the cup and throwing chopsticks, I can't eat. I draw my sword and look around at a loss.
If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang. When I was free to fish on the Bixi River, I suddenly took a boat and dreamed of the sun.
Traveling is difficult! Traveling is difficult! There are many different roads, where are you now? There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, and the clouds and sails are hung directly to help the sea. Those who look for hermits in the Western Mountains will not find Qiu Wei. The top is a Mao Ci, which goes straight up for thirty miles.
There are no servants in the gate, but only a few cases in the room. If it weren't for driving a car, it would be fishing for autumn water.
If we don't meet each other, we will stand still in the air. The color of grass is in the new rain, and the sound of pine trees is heard outside the window.
This is so quiet and quiet that it is enough to make your heart and ears happy. Although there is no guest idea, he has quite a clear understanding. He can only go down the mountain when he is exhausted, so why wait for his son.
Qingxi Wang Wei said that when entering Huanghuachuan, he would chase the water of Qingxi. There will be thousands of turns along the mountain, and the journey will be endless.
Noisy in the rocks, but quiet in the deep pines. The ripples are full of water chestnuts, and the clear water reflects the reeds.
My mind is already idle, and the clear river is so peaceful. Please stay on the rock, fishing will be over.
Daughters from Luoyang Wang Wei Daughters from Luoyang live opposite each other, so they can be more than fifteen years old. The beloved man rides a horse, and the maid holds a carp on a golden plate.
The painted pavilions and vermilion towers face each other, with red peaches and green willows hanging over the eaves. The seven-incense car was presented with Luo Guan, and the precious fan was welcomed back to Jiuhua Tent.
The madman's wealth lies in his youth, and his arrogance and extravagance make Ji Lun. Self-pitying jasper teaches dance personally, and does not hesitate to give coral to others.
The dawn of spring extinguishes the nine micro fires, and the nine microscopic flowers fly. After the play, when there was no reason to play, I only wore incense and sat there in makeup.
The city is bustling with acquaintances, and they pass by Zhao Li's house day and night. Who pities the Yue girl, whose face is like jade, and the poor woman at the head of the river has her own yarn.
Fisherman Looking forward to Spring Ding Hong Hidden in a hut to hide from the cold winter, suddenly he saw green willows on the wall. Just waiting for the earth to be red with peach blossoms, and a pair of golden hooks to fish for a golden dragon. The cicadas and orioles are playing on the Dinghong trees, and the bees and crickets are chirping in the flowers. The symphony in the world is the most beautiful fishing bell. I say goodbye to home, paint a bamboo to bid farewell to Zheng Banqiao, a gentleman and citizen of Weixian County, throw away the black gauze and refuse to be an official, the paddle rustles and my sleeves are cold; write down a branch Thin bamboos are used as fishing rods on the river in the autumn wind.
Drunk Song on Shiyu Lake and Preface Yuanjie Mansou used the rice from the public fields to make wine. When he had time off, he would carry the wine on the lake and get drunk every now and then. In the midst of joy and drunkenness, he gathered fish from the shore of the lake to get wine, and carried it on the boat, drinking all over the place.
When I was doubtful, I leaned on Baqiu and drank my wine on Junshan Mountain. The disciples sat around the cave, and their wine boats touched the waves. Those who came and went composed songs to keep them afloat. Shiyu Lake is like a Dongting, and the summer water is full of spring in Junshan.
The mountains are like bottles, the water is like marshes, and drunkards sit on islands. The wind is blowing continuously and the waves are strong, so people cannot transport the boats.
I sit on Baqiu with a long gourd and drink four cups to relieve my sorrow. Sauvignon Blanc Lu You Yun Qianzhong.
A thousand weights of water. In the midst of thousands of clouds and water.
The moonlight collects the fishing tube. The head is still young.
Not deaf. Even if you drink wine, your face will turn red.
Who is the same as one? The bridge is like a rainbow.
The water is empty. A leaf is floating in the mist.
The Heavenly Sect is called Fang Weng. Side canopies.
Make the river wind. Crab houses are scattered in the east of the fishing market.
The evening bell will be heard. Two Poems by the Fisherman by Lu You Jinghu Lake overlooks the two blue skies.
A boat with ten thousand hectares of glass. Dance with a stick and sleep in a cocoon.
Don’t be a celestial being, be a narcissus. Chang'an doesn't have to pay homage to several ministers.
The fisherman was sleeping drunk and yet to wake up. The smoke boat is small and the fishing cart is light.
Pointing to Meishan in the distance, there is a little green. Fisherman Wu Zhen Fishing in the middle of the pond is empty for no reason, and the fish is not allowed by the big boat.
Worry will overwhelm you, but it will make you float and sink. Be gentle in everything and don’t go too deep. Lingyang Lawsuit has three gates and six thorns on the beach. Li Bai There are three gates and six thorns on the beach.
The stone is startled by the tiger crouching, and the water-like dragon is circling. Why worry about Qili Lai, it makes me want to cast my fishing pole. Fisherman Zhang Songling Enjoys the storm and fishing is idle, the pine trees and junipers in the thatched cottage have already surpassed the climb.
Taihu Lake, Dongting Mountain, strong winds and waves rise and must be returned. Three Fishing Songs by Zhang Zhihe Diaotai Fisherman's fur is brown, and he writes in twos, twos, and threes.