Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water surface is flat at the foot of the cloud.

I didn't throw it into Hangzhou, and half of it was this lake.

A Midsummer Night's Dream: The warmth of weeping willows and the West Lake enchants tourists.

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.

Spring is full of West Lake, and the lake is yellow. Near the water mist window, Yunhu houses Chu Palace figures. Planting flowers a year, the east wind blows. I made an appointment to get drunk before riding Shuangfeng and playing the romantic month of Sanshan.

Old acquaintances are happy and swim at night. Spring breeze comes to the seaside and the moon is in the upper reaches of the river. Lights are everywhere, and music is everywhere. It's okay to think of Dili, not tired of Hangzhou.

If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.

I remember that the west side of West Lake is the advantage of Sunset Mountain, and the sky is full of smoke.

If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate. Wanqing Lake is as flat as a mirror, and four o'clock is the best time in autumn.

The West Lake is also the Spring Festival Evening, and the water trees are chirping.

I dreamed of the West Lake yesterday.

"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."

When you think of the prosperity of Hangzhou, you should first separate from your troubles, and then respect it.

Xijiang Tianzhu is far away and Haimen is deep in the east. Cherish love and serve the country with sorrow. Good wind blows the setting sun, and running water sings Long song. Those who wear fur in May should know not to bring gold.

Lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and lotus flowers reflect sunlight differently.

The east wind is turning green, and the geese have not returned to the south.

I stopped playing when I heard Lei Zhen in One Hundred Miles. Even riding out, the river is waiting for the high tide. According to the sun and autumn clouds, the floating sky is wide and extensive. The stormy waves come like snow. If you sit still, you will feel cold.

Stop drinking for me and talk to you about Hangzhou. The mountain name Tianzhu heaps indigo, and the lake name Qiantang flows green oil. There are many geese's teeth under the big eaves, and there are faucets painted on the boats. Without 300 waterways, why do officials have to swim again?

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.

Poe is called the West Lake, and like the West Lake, it has heavy makeup and light makeup.

I don't know the West Lake in a spring. Cui blushed and was tired.

I haven't visited the West Lake in spring.

I also borrowed West Lake grass from last year's people.

I haven't drunk much since I left Qiantang Mountain River, and I'm too lazy to recite poems. I want to report this intention to West Lake.

Don't sing this poem to the West Lake. I can't sing it.

Notes stained with blood, words engraved with tears. Do you still remember the bitterness of acacia in West Lake?

By who? Sweep 300 feet across Su Tao. There should be nothing in the world. This is a photo of Qiantang River. Overall, it's great. The clouds are light and the wind is light, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the autumn night is full. Do your best. Only these children can't draw it.

Who can enjoy the West Lake? The scenery is always good.

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

Jiangnan gardens are the best in the world, and Suzhou gardens are the best in the world.

On the lonely mountain near the West Lake, there is a lonely mountain temple. After listening to Buddhist scriptures at night, I go back to learn from them. The dew orange is low and the rain is heavy, and the palm leaves are cold. The water vapor on the lake, the turbulence of microwave and the color of water are seen at the bottom of the Pearl Hall, staggered and reflected in the sunset. Back to the other side, please look back. Gushan Temple seems like Penglai Palace in the mountains, located in the center of the water.

When you go to Suzhou, you will see that all the houses there are built by the river. Ancient palaces had little idle land and many small bridges in water lanes. The night market is full of water chestnuts, and the boats in the river are full of exquisite silk. Recalling you far away, when the moon is not sleeping, hearing the songs on the river will touch your homesickness.

The West Lake is spring, and the spring water is green.

The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers that reflect the sun are different.

I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?

When the West Lake arrived in Japan, it saw the wrinkles of Mei again.

The bow is thin and the stern is fragrant.

Give you a bright moon, which is full of Qianxi and reaches the West Lake.

The sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sleepy. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

The west wind cooled the mink and fur, and the hurry did not stop.

Yu Luoping turned over the Song Fan at the bottom, recalling that the West Lake opened the window by the water.

Recalling Suzhou Day, I am always familiar with the summer solstice feast. Zongzi is fragrant and tender, and crispy goose is fresh.

In the early autumn of Gaowu, the old corridor meets the old place. Tonight, the moon is over the blue window and the rain is faint. Yaochi is cold and hibiscus is shallow, and Qiongshu is windy and sparse. Hang the sail more eastward tomorrow, and the immortal should laugh like a bass.

In the old days of West Lake, it would be a mistake to stay in the clear night and drink alcohol.

There are many pavilions and pavilions in the water town, as well as Wu's orchestra. Every family has wine, and the boat has nowhere to cross.

When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?

A few early warblers compete for warm trees, new swallows peck at spring mud, flowers are more and more colorful, and shallow grass can have no horseshoes.

Short stripes brush short long dikes with an oriole Chen Wenjing crow on them. You can't hide the smoke in Cui Mu, and the west of the bridge is one painting after another.

Hand over the seal. I'm right in front. The village is old, and the east looks the same.

The water is boundless, and the lotus blooms at night. Watch the lights gradually come out of the temple in the distance, and wait until the moon gets dark to see the lake.

On a frosty night, Jiang Feng's fisherman is worried about sleeping. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

It's a rainy day in the south of the Yangtze River. It has been thirteen years since Yun Qi went upstairs.

Flowers bloom, West Lake is good, and wolves are still red.

Don't stop in Suzhou for the prostitute banquet tonight. Go to Jinghu Lake in the Ming Dynasty. Don't go boating to find Fan Li, follow five horses to find Luo Fu.

The spring shirt is still the same, the little man is sewing, and it used to wet the West Lake.

The canoe is shorter than the West Lake, the green water twists and turns, and the grass grows and the warbler flies. There is faint music everywhere. When there is no wind, the glass slides on the water and the boat will not move. Slightly rippled, sand birds began to skim the coast.

During the Qingming Festival, the West Lake is good and prosperous everywhere.

When Sichuanese come to Jiangnan, they will keep the scenery of Jiangnan firmly in mind. There are many similarities between the scenery in Sichuan and the south, so it is necessary to visit it early. I also borrowed West Lake grass from last year's people. We had a good time, enjoyed the beautiful scenery and found that only we were getting old.

After the lotus blooms, the West Lake is good, and when the wine comes.

In the afternoon, I dreamed of the bottom of the boat, and the fragrance filled the West Lake. The sound of heavy rain hitting the tent surprised the dream at first. & ltBR & gt However, it is a pool that jumps in the rain, and the real beads are still together. Gather into a nest of mercury, sparkling.

When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? Warm winds intoxicated tourists and made Hangzhou a Bianzhou.

Whose home is on the Qiantang River, the daughter on the river wins thousands of flowers. Prince Wu Can was away from home, but today he came to Huansha in public.

The sky is high and the West Lake is good, and everything in the clouds is fresh.

The sunset glow shines on the West Lake, with beautiful flowers and docks, ten hectares of flat land and no boats on the wild shore.

A clear and clear poem can refresh people's minds, and I won't know until the cold and warm years. Flowing out of the West Lake, singing and dancing is not like going back to the mountains.

My heart goes to Hangzhou with the bright moon. When the wind is clear, you will be surprised by homesickness. Don't worry about the songs under the lights.

West Lake, the first state in southeast China, has many beautiful scenery since ancient times.

Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou. Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you revisit?

The yellow hat reflects the mountain, the glass head is fat, and there is a smoke-curled sparrow tail furnace.

Loneliness and water are boundless, and lotus flowers bloom at night.

Chang Ji once joined hands, and thousands of trees overwhelmed the West Lake.

I love the eastbound lake and the white sand embankment under the shadow of Populus davidiana.

Selected Works of Famous Poems and Sentences in Hangzhou

Go to Hangzhou [Tang] Yuan, the son of Du Fu, although he has been a dynasty for hundreds of generations. It's really valuable to have handsome bones and hair. Last year, I met you on the river. I love you very much. Seeing sex by words, the spiritual house is open and honest, eliminating dust. Since the heart touches the trace, I often stay on the couch and swim in the porch. Liu Yin and Zheng Jianshui interviewed in the bank, and Li Hua interviewed in Shuwei Park. Every new poem * * * couplets, idle because of drunken dancing. When I was looking for Lin, I picked orchids at night. Now you don't want me to go where I want to go, and you say it's far from getting married. The five official offices of Jian Shu arrived again, and Lang Wan Li paid a word. Thank you again for your words. I wish you would listen to me quietly. Your name is what the teacher wants, and your fierce ancestors still exist. Yongning once looked at the watch, and the sand washed the turbid water to clear the source. You can choose your friends from your scholars today, so you must be clear and muddy. The former officials, although they vowed, were loyal and honest. Today, if you are the helper of the Lord, you will not be rewarded by Chen Lu. In the past, Volkswagen had a hard time. He was waiting for the Supreme. Today, you won a lot of money before you reached the thirtieth dynasty. In the past, the public ordered the son to be the monarch, and the public held uncle ceremonies and wife ceremonies. There is no instrument to pay homage, and Guan Yu will not be faint. Today, you are far away from Bai Ming and can't help your parents. The words are all worn by the book, and then you can say goodbye. Don't wait, you can't solve it, and it's sad to sail. The soul shakes the river, the tree and bird fly away, the sail hangs on the pole, and the bird turns over. Where can I beat the wind and waves, pointing to Hangzhou Shangyuan. The base of Shangyuan Temple is in Chaoshui Frost and Snow Village, Hangzhou. Tide households beat the tide drum when they meet the tide, and there are tidal marks when the tide ebbs. Luo Cha Stone, a title, is not the only injustice in ancient times.

An old friend of Hangzhou believed in Qi 'an [Song]. Last night, Su Shi dreamed of the West Lake. If you smell good words in the morning, every household will deduct them. Light round and white sun-dried litchi, crispy red snail sauce. I even went to Xi 'an to make tea and suggested that I wash the river. My old friend was very affectionate and said that I was going to the west. Two servants a year, thousands of miles to ask how you are. An old friend agreed to hire a one-year-old servant and give it to Huang. ) Not afraid to pay for poetry. I was offended by poetry. A company moved to Hangzhou and took away the poems left in China. Hangzhou provides hundreds of poems, which are called poetry books. ) I will also dream of my soul and go to the river overnight. (Jiang Zeng, the name of Hangzhou Bridge.

Send Hangzhou to experience James Li's early return [Yuan] Pan Chundong is sad, but misses his old age. If Wang Shi has millions of people passing by, the night will be unknown. Children in South Lane and North Lane are crazy, holding their arms to learn Sanskrit. High-rise buildings are in a hurry to control the wind of wine flags, and apricot blossoms are raining all over the courtyard. Compared with the rulers, it can be appreciate each other, where people are idle and butterflies fly green money. Gold and white jade bear the west horse, pearl and purple shell lose the south ship. Prosperity is like changing hands, and the palace is endowed with old age. The alley depression is gone forever, and the middle house is cobweb. I don't want to hear the whimper in the language. The two sides of the road are different. The recovery of Kirin and Phoenix helped me join the army. After joining the army, I passed the exam and became old. Some people say that words are bound by officials, and some say that they are good. There are many official duties in Hangzhou, so it is not difficult to execute big talents. Joining the army is becoming more and more expensive. What can make Simin safe?

Yu Jian and Shang Xi Hu Tuge [Ming] Liu Ji's scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is unique, and there is no West Lake in Hangzhou. Ten miles away, the scenery is floating, and violet flows out of the mountain. The spirit of a hundred-year-old king scattered thorns, and only singing and dancing left joy. Thick buildings, magnificent pavilions, envy of lead-black flowers, charming willows and beautiful flowers make people fondle admiringly. The old monk is not good at children's feelings, so he pretends to be rude and sees the truth. Thinking of this, I spoke highly of the chemical industry when I was a child. Thousands of rocks and valleys are my intention, and I praise the child prodigy. However, I recall the autumn rain in previous years, when the painting boat rushed to smoke. Clouds and mountains are difficult to separate in the vast smoke waves, and reeds are blowing in the breeze. Soon, a deep fog broke out in Leng Yue. When I saw the pine, it was already half dark. He asked the guest to play Jiao Tong, laughing and surprised Pittosporum. Jiao Ren sang that fish and turtles should respond, and the underwater shadow moved with the two peaks. It's just that now I suddenly become an old man, and it's hard to satisfy this joy. I looked at the painting and wanted to admire myself, but I knew I was sad and turned to drama.

Hangzhou Wangchun [Tang Dynasty] Bai Juyi looked at the sea tower, which was bright and clear, protecting the river bank and clearing the sand. 【 The East Tower is named Wanghailou. ] night into the temple, liu sechun hidden Sue. Tea brocade praises persimmons, and green flag sells wine and pears. [Persimmon is produced in Hangzhou, and the flowers are particularly good. 】 【 Its popular wine-making, pear blossoms are ripe when they are ripe, and the number is Lihua Spring. Who opens the southwest road of Hu Si Temple? The grass-green skirt is inclined at the waist. [Gushan Temple Road is in the middle of the lake, and the grass is green like a skirt. ]

Hangzhou Gushan Temple [Tang Dynasty] The terraced fields in Zhang Hu are higher than Bicen and extend to the middle of the lake. There is no rain, the mountains are long and moist, and there is no cloud and no water. The broken bridge is barren, and the empty courtyard is deep. I still remember the moon at the west window and the bells ringing in the forest of steles.

In autumn in Hangzhou, the grandson of an old friend [Tang] met with Sasuke, saying goodbye, and it was late autumn. Sadness and joy are mixed, living in the hearts of two townships. Leaves fall from the fence and the piano plays on the lonely steps. If you go alone, you will be different.

Bai Juyi returned to Hangzhou as a guest in the Tang Dynasty. After leaving Qiantang Mountain, he didn't drink much and was lazy to recite poems. I want to report this intention to West Lake.