Poems about places
Recalling the past, the emperor visited the north and rode into Xianyang thousands of times. A bloody horse,
Drive east to Tibet. It is not surprising that Yecheng re-studied, and the children in Guanzhong are not well disciplined.
Zhang Hou doesn't like being busy. It's still a mess, and it's hard to make up.
I have served you, so it is imperative to send troops to clean you. In order to let brave people stand in the middle,
This led to Qi Yong's defense against Western Qiang. Dogs come straight to the imperial forest, and hundreds of officials follow the king.
I want to see Fu Jiezi in the north, but I don't need to go to Shu Lang.
Back in the heyday of Kaiyuan, there were thousands of families in the small town. Rice fertilizer, millet white,
Public and private granaries are abundant. There are no wolves and tigers on the road in Kyushu, which is a good day to travel.
Wan Qi, Lu Mao, driver class, male plow female mulberry. The sage in the palace played the cloud gate,
All the friends in the world are stuck. There has been no catastrophe for more than 100 years, and Uncle Sun has learned Xiao He's law.
Do you smell a piece of silk worth 10 thousand yuan? Today, a field is bleeding. Luoyang Palace was burnt down,
The ancestral hall has newly demolished the fox and rabbit points. I can't bear to ask my age, but I'm afraid I'll leave at the beginning.
My junior minister, Lu Chong, was powerless, and the imperial court remembered his official title. Zhou Xuan looked up at my emperor:
Sprinkle blood, Jianghan is exhausted.
Suzhou
On the third day of the first month, the oriole in oriole lane wants to talk, and the ice at the head of the black magpie river wants to sell. Yuanyang wings, willow over a thousand.
Looking at Changmen, Tang Bai Juyi looked around Changmen and realized Zhou's strength in local customs. One hundred thousand in-laws pay taxes, and five thousand children guard the border. Autumn grass in the city, sunset red on the bridge of birds and magpies. Blowpipes are everywhere in front of the building, and boats are outside the house. The cloud buries Tiger Temple Mountain, and the moonlight shines in the water of Yaowa Palace. I once rewarded Tang Qian, but I dare not exaggerate today.
"a night-mooring near maple bridge" on a frosty night, Jiang Feng fished and slept. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
Nanjing
Stone city
Author: Liu Yuxi [Tang] 772-842
The mountains are still the same, surrounded by abandoned ancient capitals, and the tide is beating against the lonely empty city as in the past.
On the east bank of Huaihe River, the ancient cold moon, midnight, peep at the old palace.
Heiweipai
Author: Liu Yuxi [Tang]
There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane.
In the old society, Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.
Linjiangxian
Author: Li Qingzhao [Song] 1084- about 1 15 1
The courtyard is deep, the fog pavilion often covers the cloud window, the plum calyx at the willow tip is gradually clear, and the Fuling tree returns in spring, making people old and healthy.
There are so many things to sing about the wind on the moon, and now you are old and have accomplished nothing. Who is more miserable and haggard, bored with trying lights and not in the mood to walk through the snow?
Yujiaao
Author: Su Shi
Throughout the ages, dragons and tigers have lived in harmony.
From the rise and fall of the masses.
This is a foggy, oblique wind and drizzle.
Fangcaodu
The elders in Jiangnan live in public places.
Driving a flying car in a colorful fog.
The red bear rides on the green bear.
But the name egret in this state surprised me.
If you are not my partner, you can fly away if you want to go down.
Nanxiangzi
Author: Wang Anshi
Since ancient times, the empire has flourished.
This is a dream for 400 years. It's sad. Kim's clothes are ancient dust.
Swim around the water and try your best to go upstairs.
Mo Wen, a former leisure gentleman, turned around and the Yangtze River flowed freely outside the sill.
Yan Jiangyue said goodbye to Yi Zhong's friends.
Author: Wen Tianxiang
Hate the east wind, don't borrow the British things in the world.
In the residual photos of Wu Hua, a bird of Shu, I can't bear to see the broken city, the copper finches in spring and the tears of the golden people in autumn. Who will hate this snow?
Open firm but gentle, bullfight empty recognition of Qi Jie.
That letter Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life traveling south to Wan Li. It was a ship.
I want to leave a drunken eye for Ou Meng, and I want to look at the clouds carefully.
Win by swallowing the column, go back to the flag, and be crowned through the ages.
With insomnia, Qinhuai should be a lonely moon.
Klang Ganzhou
Author: Xin Qiji
Fu Jiangshan is beneficial to the public, and Jinling Yuzhou.
Think of this year's swallows and recognize them. Xie Wang is romantic.
I just use my usual respect, and I am still eager to catch my dream.
Look at the gold horizontal belt, which will be drafted next year and sealed by the prime minister.
There is a new singing of red plum, which is fragrant and gentle.
And Huatang, drunk all night, has been waiting for 8 thousand years since then.
Guess how to burn incense with bones and collect it at midnight.
Three Poems of Jinling (1)
Author: Li Bai
The Kim family went south to Japan and went to Chang 'an for the second time.
The land is the imperial palace, and the mountain is the dragon and tiger plate.
The sky in Jinling is spectacular and the natural moat is clean.
The drunken guests returned to Radial, and Wu Ge had a good time.
Three Poems of Jinling (2)
Author: Li Bai
The land has Jinling potential, and the city flows back to the river.
At that time, there were millions of families on both sides of Zhulou Street.
Spring grass grows when the country dies, and there is no ancient hill when it leaves the palace.
After the lake is free, the waves will go to Jiangzhou.
Three Poems of Jinling (3)
Author: Li Bai
Six generations rise and fall, and three cups are songs.
There are few courtyards in Qin and many mountains in Luoyang.
Wu Huacao is in the ancient temple and Jin is in the deep palace.
Die with the personnel, die with the surging waves.
Climb the Phoenix Terrace from Nanjing.
Author: Li Bai
There used to be a phoenix on the phoenix platform, and the phoenix went to Taiwan, only Jiangdong returned.
Martial arts flowers were laid on deserted paths, and the number of relatives and friends in the Jin Dynasty has become a famine.
The mountains are shrouded in clouds, such as blue sky, and the river is divided into two.
There is always a traitor in power, like covering the sky, and Chang' an is depressed when he can't see it.
Langtaosha
Author: Li Yu
There was only sadness in the past!
The scenery is difficult to arrange.
Moss invaded the courtyard in the autumn wind.
The bead curtain is idle. Who comes all day long?
Jin Jian has been buried, strong and powerful!
On a cool night, the moonlight blooms.
I want to see the shadow of Yuta Yao Temple, and the sky shines on Qinhuai.
Zhenjiang
Kunyangzi
1 2 1 day, Buzuo met Brother Bo Hunzi in Zhenjiang.
I came back from my hometown.
You don't go to the mountains.
Come and go tens of thousands of times.
Tieweng City meets.
Poetry and wine have a cause,
Talking about the rain in rivers and lakes
The wind and rain hit the Ming Dynasty and itself.
Don't be stupid.
Two Poems on the Parting between Furong Inn and Xin Jian
& lt Tang > Wang Changling
( 1)
Cold rain at night, Wu,
Pingming Chugu Mountain in Fujian.
If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other,
A piece of ice is in the jade pot.
(2)
Danyang is in the south of the city.
Danyang North, deep in Chu Yun.
You can't be drunk when seeing off guests in high buildings.
Silent and cold rivers understand people's hearts.
Jinshan Temple
& lt Song >; Wang Anshi
There are many buildings with pillows and layers of stones, and the windows on the four walls are windy.
Suddenly I saw birds flying on the ground, and I was shocked in mid-air.
The clouds are resplendent and magnificent, leaning against the towering Hanyu Peak.
I want to be crisp in autumn and bright in the moonlight, so that I can see the world clearly.
Jiao Shan
& lt Tang > Li Bai
The stone walls are sparse,
Now in the blue sky.
There is no rainbow in calm,
Open the sky as a long bridge.
If a fairy loves me,
Raise your hand and make a gesture.
Yongwangdong Youge
& lt Tang > Li Bai
Danyang Gu Bei is property management,
A room with clouds and water painted on the balcony.
Thousands of rocks and bonfires connect the sea,
Banners on both sides of the strait surround Bishan.
Zhao Yin Temple
& lt Song >; Ceng Gong
All the way into Panasonic, two peaks crossed.
Climb the green dream and fly to the pale rock.
Once upon a time, people fled here and played bamboo strings.
I want to be the moon in the forest and write spring in the mountains alone.
This joy is not outside, and I am willing to be led by the world network.
I left, too, and I'm happier now.
In the most secluded place, running water is splashing.
Yongyule
Jingkou Gu Bei Pavilion Nostalgia
& lt Song >; Xin Qiji
It is difficult to find a hero like Sun Quan after the history of the country. The dance floor was still there, but the heroes had already gone with the passage of time. The setting sun shines on the grassland covered with grass and trees. People say that this was once the place where Emperor Wu of Song lived. Looking back, how powerful he was when he led the Northern Expedition and recovered lost ground!
However, Li Liu Yi Long, the son of Liu Wang Yilong, was a great success and made a swift northern expedition. Instead, he made the Northern Wei Emperor Wu Tuoba fly south and returned to the north bank of the Yangtze River, which was severely hit by his opponent. I have been back to the south for forty-three years, and I still remember the war scenes in Yangzhou. Looking back, there was a crow club drum under the beaver temple. Who can ask: Lian Po is too old to eat?
Nanxiangzi
Gu Beiting is pregnant.
& lt Song >; Xin Qiji
Where to see China, you can see the beautiful Gu Bei Building. How many things have ups and downs, long years. The Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see.
I was too young to stop fighting in the southeast. Who is the hero in the world, Cao Liu? Even Cao will have a son like this.
Hangzhou
Moonlit night by the river (what a beautiful artistic conception)
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide. I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moon by the river!
The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.
There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky. Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?
Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.
The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss. Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?
Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror. The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the anvil refers to it.
At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month. Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.
Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned. In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite. I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.
-Tang Zhang Xuruo's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"
The poem "Ten Scenes of West Lake":
One peak is in the upper position, and the two have a good talk. There is the West Lake here, so I refuse to go.
(Two peaks in the cloud)
The lake is as cold as ice, and the moonlight is lighter than snow. Give up three pools, Hangzhou people don't look at the moon.
(Three pools print the moon)
High willows and yin gongs, sparse missing the waning moon. I hesitate to loosen the soil, but I wonder if I stepped on the snow.
(Broken bridge and residual snow)
The night sky falls to the south screen and is as thin as paper. The bell rings on it and crosses the river at night.
(Nanping Night Clock)
Smoke willow curtain peach blossom, ruby sink autumn water. It's too late to be weak, and Shi just went to sleep.
(Xiao Chun, Su Causeway)
There is a slight wrinkle on my cheek, which makes me smile. What makes Lotus drunk? Warm wind is like wine.
(Qu Yuan Feng He)
The deep willow is called oriole, and the clear sound enters the empty green. If you have poetry, you should not go beyond preaching.
(Liu Lang Wenying)
Canta is a drunkard near the shore of the lake. Strange feelings are in the rubble, so there is no need to resort to labor.
(Leifeng Sunset)
Look at the bright moon in autumn, air conditioning into Lin Hao. Listen to the lonely geese, the sound is light and the sky is high.
(Autumn Moon in Pinghu)
I hate releasing ponds and building fish prisons for no reason. When you come to Huagang today, are you willing to be bound?
(Watching fish in Huagang)
Visiting two monks, Qin Hui and Huisi, on an isolated mountain in Largo.
(Song) Su Shi
If it snows, go to the lake and the balcony will destroy the mountain.
There are plenty of stone fish in the water, but there are no birds in the forest.
I really entertain myself when I don't return to my wife and children in the twelfth lunar month.
Where do Taoist priests live? Pandong Baoyun Mountain Road.
Who wants to live in a lonely mountain? Taoist priests are not alone on their mountains.
Paper window bamboo building is deep and warm, sitting and lying in the garden.
In cold weather, I don't worry about my servant at all, so I have to drive home and can't leave.
Out of the mountain, looking back at the cloud shadow tree, I saw the floating picture of wild storks.
Being indifferent is better than being happy, and coming home feels like a dream.
Poetry is desperate for death, and it is difficult to copy a clear scene if it is lost.
Chinese plum
(Song) Lin Bu
All the fragrant stones are exclusive metaphysics, occupying all the amorous feelings of the small garden:
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."
Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.
Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood gold statues.
Plum blossom (one of the three songs)
(Song) Lin Bu
The smoke scene in the small garden is bleak, and Leng Xiang presses the musk deer umbilical cord.
The lake peeps and the eaves slant into low branches.
When painting a topic, look at it when you have time. When poetry is vulgar, you don't ask for a story.
I am ashamed to know that an oriole is like a butterfly, but I only know that spring is in Taoxi.
(Lin Bu lived in seclusion in Gushan, Hangzhou)
Travel to Beishan with my roommate until that day.
(Song) Fan Chengda
At the end of the year, the mountains are all the same, and the lake is foggy.
The snow in Leng Yun is low, and the solar terms are quiet and sad.
Bamboo and cypress stand tall, and the Puhe River does not rest.
You know your feet are thin, and you are very resistant to swimming.
Liu zaoqing
(Song) Be careful
Night cranes fly in horror. Fragrant floating moss, jade points ice branches.
The ancient meaning is high, the valley is empty and the mountains are deep.
The heart knows. Drunk dancing and lace hat pressing.
Love the lonely mountain, the snow has passed through Chu Qing, when will the bright moon still live?
The faint fragrance of crimson lips.
(Song) Wang
The snowy road is deep, the north branch sleeps, and the south branch wakes up.
The fragrance is thin and the shadow is thin, and loneliness is overwhelming.
Jade ice poses form a landscape.
Chanting on the railing, the moon is bright and the stream is quiet, recalling Lin Hejing's past.
Gu Xue shan mei
(Ming) Ling Quhan
Cold wood smells at the end, and the lonely mountain is better than the picture.
The loss of jade bird's nest is hard to recognize, and the crane doesn't bark in an empty cage.
I have seen Wanlong, bloom, and I don't want to teach you to fall into the West Lake.
It's sunny until dusk, so I don't need to carry it with me.
Liu Zaoqing's Farewell to Lonely Mountain
(Qing) The Last Month Of Summer
Plum blossom in isolated island. The old houses in Gong Lin are full of smoke and water.
There are no clouds in Wan Li on a moonlit day, and the wind is clear and it doesn't rain, so whose fragrance will fall?
As soon as Mr. Wang saw the city, he remembered those wonderful flowers in spring when he said goodbye.
In summer, the fish sank and the geese in Qiu Lai wandered, so I paid for it.
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.
-Su Dongpo