Wang Dongting sits alone in Jingting Mountain and remembers the south of the Yangtze River

Liu Yuxi, Li Bai and Bai Juyi

The lake and the moon are in harmony, the birds fly high, the south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is old and familiar.

there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. Lonely clouds go to leisure alone. When the sun rises, the flowers in the river are more red than the fire.

Looking at the green mountains and rivers in Dongting from afar, we never get tired of looking at each other. In spring, the water in the river is as green as blue.

a green snail in a silver plate. There is only Jingting Mountain. Can you not remember Jiangnan?

Lu Chai looks at Lushan Waterfall and Wuyi Lane in Tianmen Mountain

Wang Wei, Li Bai, Li Bai, Liu Yuxi

There are no people in the empty mountain, the incense burner in Rizhao produces purple smoke, the Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the weeds are blooming beside the Suzaku Bridge,

but people are heard to speak loudly. Looking at the waterfall hanging in front of Sichuan. Clear water flows eastward to this back. The sun sets at the entrance of Wuyi Lane.

Back to the scene and into the deep forest, flying down to the thousands of feet, the green hills on both sides of the river are opposite, and the old king thanked the hall for the swallow,

shining on the green moss again. It is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days. The solitary sail is coming from the sun. Fly into the homes of ordinary people.

It rains after drinking Chu Qing on the lake

Su Shi

The water is bright and sunny, and

The mountains are empty and rainy.

If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake,

It is always appropriate to wear heavy makeup and light makeup.

Poems describing spring

Boarding Guazhou in spring, catching a glimpse of the western stream of Chuzhou in spring

Wang Anshi, Zhu Xi, Meng Haoran, Wei Yingwu

Guazhou in Jingkou is surrounded by a water, winning the day, looking for fragrance and looking for the waterfront, sleeping in the spring, and feeling sorry for the secluded grass and streams,

Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains. The boundless scene is new for a while. Everywhere round me the singing of birds. There are orioles singing in the trees.

The spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan, so you can easily recognize the east wind, the sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the spring tide brings rain late.

When will the bright moon shine on me? Colorful is always spring. How little is known about flowers. Wild crossing, no boat crossing. 2. A Complete Collection of Poems and Ancient Poems about Landscape

1. Looking at Lushan Waterfall

Date: Tang

Author: Li Bai

The incense burner in Rizhao gives birth to purple smoke,

Looking at the waterfall hanging in Qianchuan from afar.

It's flying down three thousands of feet,

It's suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days.

2. at heron lodge

Date: Tang

Author: Wang Zhihuan

mountains cover the white sun,

and oceans drain the golden river.

but you widen your view three hundred miles,

by going up one flight of stairs.

3. Jiang Xue

Date: Tang

Author: Liu Zongyuan

a hundred mountains and no bird,

a thousand paths without a footprint.

a little boat, a bamboo cloak,

an old man fishing in the cold river-snow.

4. Tour to Shanxi Village

Time: Song

Author: Lu You

Don't laugh at the peasant's wine and wine, and

Stay in the good year with enough chickens and dolphins.

There is no way for mountains and rivers to return to doubt,

There is another village with a bright future.

5,

Looking at Tianmen Mountain

Date: Tang

Author: Li Bai

Tianmen interrupted the opening of the Chu River,

Clear water flowed eastward here.

the green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite each other, and

a solitary sail is coming from the sun.

6. Bamboo House

Date: Tang

Author: Wang Wei

leaning alone in the close bamboos,

I am playing my lute and humming a song.

too softly for anyone to hear,

except my comrade, the bright moon.

7.

Time of

Sending the Lingche to the Master: Tang

Author: Liu Changqing

from the temple, deep in its tender bamboos,

comes the low sound of an evening bell. While the hat of a pilgrim carries the sunset,

farther and farther down the green mountain.

8.

Time: Tang

Author: Meng Haoran

here in the Eighth-month the waters of the lake,

are of a single air with heaven.

and a mist from the Yun and Meng valleys,

has beleaguered the city of Yueyang.

I should like to cross, but I can find no boat,

how ashamed I am to be idler than you statesmen.

as I sit here and watch a fisherman casting,

has a feeling of being a fish.

9. at chuzhou on the western stream

Date: Tang

Author: Wei Yingwu

lives alone in a secluded grass stream, and

there are orioles singing in the trees.

The spring tide brings rain late and comes in a hurry,

No one will cross the boat in the wild.

1. Looking at the Dongting

Date: Tang

Author: Liu Yuxi

Lake light and autumn moon are in harmony,

There is no wind mirror on the pool surface.

Looking at the landscape of Dongting,

There is a green snail in the silver plate. 3. Poems about landscapes

a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint.

(Jiang Xue by Liu Zongyuan) mountains cover the white sun, and oceans drain the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan's at heron lodge) once climbing to the top of the peek, one would see, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky..

(Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure, the city is full of spring grass and trees. (Du Fu's Spring Hope) there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, and yet I think I hear a voice.

(Lu Chai by Wang Wei) the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea. (Li Bai's Guan Shanyue) Never tire of looking at each other, only Jingting Mountain.

(Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain) Plant beans at the foot of the south mountain, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. (Tao Yuanming's "Tian Yuan Tian Ju") Castle Peak can't be covered, after all, it flows east.

(Xin Qiji's "Bodhisattva Man Building a Mouth Wall in Jiangxi Province") doesn't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but only lives in this mountain. (Su Shi's Title Xilin Wall) The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.

("The Book of Songs") What is the water, and the mountains and islands are everywhere. (Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea") White hair floats green water, and the red palm stirs clear waves.

(Ode to Goose by Luo Binwang) Tianmen interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flowed eastward to this place. (Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain") There is no way to recover from the mountains and rivers, and there is another village.

(A Tour of Shanxi Village by Lu You) Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, which is not as good as Wang Lun's. (Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun") Yangliuqing Jiang Shuiping, heard the singing on the Langjiang River.

(Liu Yu-kun's Zhuzhici) At sunrise, the river is more red than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi's "Remembering Jiangnan") The spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of the trees shines on the water and loves to be fine and soft. (Yang Wanli's "Xiaochi") There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the spring river warms the duck prophet.

(Su Shi's titled "The Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong") Looking at Weng Juan Bay in a cold autumn day, countless peaks are far and near. Idle up the mountain to see wild water, suddenly see green hills at the bottom of the water.

How about Wang Shizhen Wutou Chuwei Road on the river? Bai Bo is dark in misty rain and autumn. Crossing the river in the cold wave at night, the forest is full of yellow geese.

Famous sentences describing the four seasons of mountains and rivers in ancient poems 1. In the spring, everything is full of splendor-I don't know who cut the fine leaves in Long Songs, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors-"Singing Willow" by He Zhizhang in Tang Dynasty. The rain in Tianjie is moist as crisp, but the grass color is not near at a distance. The most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is absolutely better than the smoke and willow filling the imperial capital-Tang Hanyu's "Early Spring Presents Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water Affairs" has three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the spring river warms the duck prophet.

----------- Song Su Shi's Two Nightscape on the Spring River in Hui Chong knows the east wind, and it's always spring.-------------Song Zhu Xi's "Spring Day" is wet with clothes, and the face is cold with willows. -Bai Juyi < < Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake > > When the moon comes out, it surprises the mountains and birds, and when it sounds in the spring stream.

-------Wang Wei's "Bird's Sound Stream" Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and no one crosses the river in the wild. -Wei Yingwu's at chuzhou on the western stream 2 ... The lotus leaves are infinitely bright in summer, and the lotus flowers are different in red when reflected in the sun-Yang Wanli's Xiao Chu Jing Ci Temple sends Lin Zifang ...-It rains at home in Huangmei, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond-Song Zhao Shixiu's "Inviting guests" ...-There is no need to hate when the fragrant flowers are gone, and the summer trees are overcast and pleasant. Summer is new in the sound of cuckoo-Song Luyou's Poem of Early Summer. 3. Autumn sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn water * * *---------Tang Wangbo's "Farewell Preface to the King's Palace in Autumn" All the trees are autumn. As I face them from this villa, drinking my wine-Tang Li Bai's "a Farewell to Secretary Shuyun at the Xietiao Villa in Xuanzhou" in August, the high wind howled, rolling up the triple hairs on my house-Tang Du Fu's "The Cottage is Broken by the Autumn Wind", the red candle Qiu Guang painted a cold screen, and the small fan fluttered the fireflies. day order's night was as cool as water, lying and watching the morning glory and the weaver star. Cold smoke on the waves----------------is like a spring gale, come up in the night in winter, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees-----------Cen Can's "a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home" sprinkled salt in the air, but for catkins, "Ode to Xie Daoyun".

a little boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow. -----------Jiang Xue by Tang Zongyuan Who cut and carved a pile of snow on the flat ground into this even smallpox?------------When six pieces of Li Hua's Two Poems by Tang Hanyu fly into the house, sit and watch the green bamboo turn into a beautiful branch-------------------------by Tang Gao Pian.

till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, to bring me my shadow and make us three. -Li Bai's drinking Alone with the Moon so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already? lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight, sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home.-Li Bai's Silent Night Thinking goes to the West Wing alone, and the moon is like a hook-Li Yu's Meet You, the bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings cicadas in the middle of the night.

-Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" was closed when the moon was bright in the Qin Dynasty, but the people of the Long March were not returned. -Wang Changling's "The Fortress" people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine. This matter is difficult to complete in ancient times.

-Su Shi's "Water Melody" The spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me?-Wang Anshi's "Boating a Boat and Guazhou" frosty night, Jiang Feng's fishing and sleeping.-Zhang Ji's "a night-mooring near maple bridge" the moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * At this time-Zhang Jiuling's "looking at the moon and thinking of one far away" how wide the world was, how close the trees to heaven, and how clear in the water the nearness of the moon!. -Meng Haoran's a night-mooring on the jiande river mornings in her mirror she sees her hair-cloud changing, yet she dares the chill of moonlight with her evening song-Li Shangyin's Untitled 6. Friendship and yet, while China holds our friendship, and heaven remains our neighbourhood.

-------- Wang Bo's "farewell to vice-prefect du setting out for his official post in shu" advised you to have a glass of wine, and there was no reason to go out to Yangguan in the west. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi An Xi" has a lonely sail and a blue sky, only to see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.

-Li Bai's "a farewell to meng haoran on his way to yangzhou" Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, which is not as good as Wang Lun's. -Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun" Mo Chou has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world knows you.

-Gao Shi's Bie Dong Da 7. Bird a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue, I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds.-Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn startled the birds in the moon and sounded in the spring stream.

-Wang Wei's birdsong stream, the mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. -Tao Yuanming's Drinking, where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief.

-Du Fu's "Spring Hope" colorful clouds lave? my bosom free and easy, and the birds fly back and forth before my strained eye.. -Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" 8. The rain is green and green, and there is no need to return because of the oblique wind and drizzle.-Zhang Zhihe's "Fisherman's Song" is wet with apricot flowers and rain, and the face is not cold with willow wind.

-monk zhinan's quatrains. 4. A poem describing mountains and rivers

1. Dongxi

Mei Yaochen

When he went to Dongxi to see the water, he took a boat near the lonely island late. Wild birds have leisure when they sleep on the shore, and old trees have flowers without ugly branches.

short plums are like scissors, and the sand is kept flat and clean in the sieve. I am lost here, but I have to go back, and the horse is tired and weak in the evening.

2. a message from my lodge at wangchuan to pei di

Wang Wei

the mountains are cold and blue now, and the autumn waters have run all day. By my thatch door, leaning on my staff, I listen to cicadas in the evening wind.

sunset lingers at the ferry, supper-smoke floats up from the houses. Oh, when shall I pledge the great Hermit again, and sing a wild poem at Five Willows?.

3. Jiangcun

Du Fu

The Qingjiang River embraces the village, and everything in Changxiajiang Village is quiet. I have come to Liang Shangyan since I left, and I am close to the gulls in the water.

The old wife draws paper as a chess game, and the young child knocks the needle as a hook. As long as some old friends give some money, what do I ask for?

4. Water Fairy. Ode to the south of the Yangtze River

Zhang Yanghao

The smoke and water of a river shine in the clear blue sky, and people on both sides of the river draw eaves. A section of lotus bushes in Qiu Guang is light, and watching Sha Ou dance repeatedly, the wind is ten miles away. Draw a boat as far as the sky, and the wine flag is outside the wind, and love to kill Jiangnan.

5. Living in seclusion in the early summer

Traveling on the land

At the top of the lake and mountain, Weng's home is set, and the middle field of Huai Liu Yin is oblique. When the lake overflowed, egrets flew in the air, and the frogs were humming along the lake.

the bamboo shoots of the dragon have gone too far, and the wooden pen still blooms the first flower. Sigh, let bygones be bygones, who will sleep * * * afternoon ou tea.

6. at chuzhou on the western stream

Wei Yingwu

Alone, there is a grass stream, and there are orioles singing in the trees. The spring tide brings rain late and comes in a hurry, and there is no boat on the wild crossing.

7. in my lodge at wang chuan after a long rain

Wang Wei

the woods have stored the rain, and slow comes the smoke, steaming and cooking millet. Over the quiet marsh-land flies a white egret, and mango-birds are singing in the full summer trees.

I have learned to watch in peace the mountain morning glories, Matsushita Qingzhai Zhedewei. To yield the post of honour to any boor at all, why should I frighten sea gulls, even with a thought?.

8. The rain has crossed the mountain village.

Wang Jian

There are one or two chickens crowing in the rain, and the bridge of Zhuxicun Road is oblique. My mother-in-law called for a silkworm bath and was idle with gardenias in the atrium.

9. Topic: Zen Wisdom Temple in Yangzhou

Du Mu

After the rain, cicadas make noise, and it floats in the autumn. The moss covered the steps, and Bai niao deliberately stayed behind.

deep trees grow in the dusk, and small buildings descend in the setting sun. Who knows that Zhuxi Road, the song blowing is Yangzhou. 5. Poems and ancient poems about mountains and rivers

Ancient poems describing mountains and rivers 1. "Jiangnan Spring" Tang Du Mu sings green and reflects red, and Shuicun Mountain Guo wine flags wind.

Four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties are covered in misty rain. 2, "Qiantang Lake Spring Trip" Tang Baijuyi Gushan Temple North Jiating West, the water level is low.

several early warblers compete to warm the trees, whose new swallow pecks at the spring mud. The colorful and colorful spring flowers will gradually charm people's eyes, the shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.

I like the lack of eastward travel of the lake, and the white sand embankment in the shade of green poplar. 3. Yellow Crane Tower Don Cui Hao where long ago a yellow crane bore a sage to heaven, nothing is left now but the Yellow Crane Terrace.

the yellow crane never revisited earth, and white clouds are flying without him for ever. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear by sunlit water, and Parrot Island is covered by the sweet grass.

but I look toward home, and twilight grows dark? There was a mist hanging over the river, bringing deep melancholy to the people. 4, "Wang Yue" Don Du Fu what a majestic sight of holy Mountain Tai!? Out of Qilu, still visible the green peak.