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1. Classical Chinese essays describing landscapes

Travel Notes on Shizhong Mountain by Su Shi

On a dark night, when the moon was bright, I took a small boat with Mai alone to the foot of the cliff. The boulders stand thousands of feet sideways, like ferocious beasts and strange ghosts, eager to attack people. The falcons on the mountain will startle when they hear the sound of people, and they will buzz in the sky. There is also an old man who coughs and laughs in the valley, and may say: "This is a stork and a crane." The rest of the party is eager to return, and makes a loud noise on the water, and the jingling is like bells and drums incessantly, and the people in the boat are frightened. If you look at it slowly, you will find that there are stone caves under the mountain. I don't know how shallow or deep they are. Microwaves penetrate into them and they are filled with surging waves. This is why. The boat returned between the two mountains and was about to enter the port. There was a large rock in the middle of the stream, which could seat a hundred people. There were many orifices in the air, which were in harmony with the Feng Shui. There was the sound of drilling and boring mandarins, which corresponded to those who were facing it, and it was like a piece of music. . Because of his laughter, he said to Mai, "You know what you know? Those who are squeaky are the King of Zhou Jing's inability to shoot; those who are boring and boring are the songs of Wei Xianzi. The ancients did not deceive them."

Former Red Cliff Ode

In the autumn of Renxu, in the seventh month, Su Zi and his guests were boating under Red Cliff. The breeze comes slowly and the water waves are calm. Lifting wine to guests, reciting poems about the bright moon, and singing graceful chapters. After a while, the moon rose above the east mountain, wandering among the bullfights. White dew flows across the river, and the water reaches the sky. Even though a reed is like this, thousands of hectares are at a loss. The vastness is as if Feng Xu is riding the wind without knowing where it is going; the flutteringness is as if he is left alone in the world, becoming an immortal and ascending to immortality.

So they drank and enjoyed themselves very much, and sang along to the boat. The song says: "The orchid oars are hanging on the osmanthus, and the light is shining in the sky. The mist is in my arms, and I look at the beauty in the sky." There is a guest who blows the hole in the hole, and he listens to the song and harmonizes with it. His voice sounds like resentment. Like admiration, like crying, like complaining; the lingering sound is lingering, like a wisp; the dragon dancing in the secluded gully, weeping in the lonely boat.

Su Zi was stunned, sitting upright, and asked the guest: "Why is it so?" The guest said: "There are few stars in the moon and black magpies flying south. This is not Cao Mengde. Looking to the west of Xiakou and to the east of Wuchang, the mountains and rivers are close to each other and the sky is green. Isn't this what Meng De was trapped in by Zhou Lang? , the flags cover the sky, the wine flows by the river, and the poems are written across the tree. How is the hero of the whole life safe now? Kuangwu and his son are fishing and woodcutting on the river, accompanying fish and shrimps, and making friends with elk, riding on a leaf. In a small boat, I lift a bottle to belong to each other; I send a mayfly to the sky and the earth, a drop in the vast sea. I mourn for the brief moment of my life, and envy the infinity of the Yangtze River; I carry a flying fairy to travel, and I hold the bright moon for the rest of my life; I know it is unexpected, and I leave it to you. "Resounding in the sad wind."

Su Zi said: "You also know that the water and the moon are like this, but they are not gone; those who are full and weak are like that, but the soldiers are not as strong as the generals." Looking at what is changing, heaven and earth cannot last a moment; looking at what is unchanging, things are endless to me, so why should I envy them? No matter how much you take, you can’t take any of it. The breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains can be picked up by the ears and made into colors. They are endless treasures of the Creator. , and this is the perfect place for me and my son.”

Since I found it in two places, I won’t write it on the website.

The guests smiled happily and washed the dishes. After drinking, the core of the food is gone, and the cups and plates are in a mess. The couple and their pillows were spread out in the boat, unaware of the whiteness of the east.

Later Red Cliff Ode

It is the tenth month of the year, and I will return to Lingao after walking from the Xuetang. The two guests followed me across the yellow mud slope. The frost and dew have fallen, all the leaves have fallen off, and the figures are on the ground. They look up at the bright moon, look at it and enjoy it, and sing in response to each other. He sighed and said: "There are guests but no wine, there is wine but no food, the moon is white and the wind is clear, what a good night it is!" The guest said: "Today at dusk, I lift the net to catch fish, with a big mouth and thin scales, like a perch in the Songjiang River. Gu An Did you get any wine? "Go back and seek help from your wives. The woman said, "I have a bucket of wine, which I have hid for a long time, just in case my son needs it from time to time." So she took the wine and fish and swam under the Red Cliff again. The river flows with sound, and the bank is broken for thousands of feet; the mountains are high and the moon is small, and the water falls and rocks come out. The sun and the moon were as old as before, but the mountains and rivers cannot be recognised. I took my clothes and climbed up, walking on the slanderous rocks, covered with velvet, perched on tigers and leopards, climbed on horned dragons, climbed on the dangerous nests of falcons, and looked down on Feng Yi's secluded palace. Gai Ergu can't follow him. Suddenly there was a long roar, the grass and trees shook, the mountains rumbled and the valleys responded, the wind blew and the water surged. I am also quiet and sad, solemn and frightened, so awe-inspiring that I can't stay. Instead, he boarded the boat, let it go into the middle of the current, and waited until it stopped. It was almost midnight, and everything was lonely. There is a lone crane coming across the river from the east.

The wings are like wheels, and the silk clothes are black and white. They scream loudly and sweep towards the boat heading west.

After a while, the guest left, and I fell asleep. In the dream, a Taoist priest, with his feathers fluttering, passed by Lingao. He bowed to me and said, "Are you having fun at Red Cliff?" When asked his name, he bowed his head and did not answer. "Woohoo! Heehee! I know it. Those who flew past me at night in the past are not my sons, are they evil?" The Taoist priest smiled, and I was also shocked. Open an account and look at it, but you can't see it. 2. Classical Chinese essays describing landscapes

Travel Notes on Shizhong Mountain by Su Shi On a moonlit night, I took a small boat with Mai alone to the foot of the cliff.

The boulders stand thousands of feet sideways, like ferocious beasts and strange ghosts, eager to attack people. The falcons on the mountain will startle when they hear the sound of people, and they will buzz in the sky. There is also an old man coughing and laughing in the valley, and he might say: "This is a stork and a crane." People are afraid. If you look at it slowly, you will find that there are stone caves under the mountain. I don't know how shallow or deep they are. Microwaves penetrate into them and they are filled with surging waves. This is why.

The boat returned between the two mountains and was about to enter the port. There was a large rock flowing in the middle, which could seat a hundred people. There were many holes in the air, which were in harmony with the wind and water. Those who respond accordingly are as happy as doing it. Because of his laughter, he said to Mai, "You know what you know? Those who squeak are like the King of Zhou Jing who has no shot; those who are boring and boring are like the song of Wei Xianzi."

The ancients did not deceive anyone. ." 3. Looking for ancient classical Chinese texts, poems, and lyrics that describe landscapes

1) "All the birds are flying high, and the lonely clouds are alone."

It not only describes the scenery in front of you, but also It expresses the feeling of loneliness: a few birds in the sky fly away until they disappear without a trace; there is a white cloud in the lonely sky, but it refuses to stay, and slowly floats farther and farther away, as if everything in the world hates the poet and leaves. . The two words "end" and "idle" lead readers into a realm of "quietness"; they feel a special sense of tranquility and tranquility after the drifting white clouds disappear.

In these two poems, there is "quiet" in the "movement". Both "quiet" and "moving" highlight the loneliness and loneliness of the poet's soul.

This vivid way of writing hints at the poet’s long period of quiet contemplation while visiting Jingting Mountain, showing his loneliness when “sitting alone”. . (2) "I never tire of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain."

Use personification to describe the poet's relationship with Jingting Mountain. The birds flew away and the clouds drifted away.

The poet could only stare at Jingting Mountain quietly, and Jingting Mountain seemed to be looking at the poet motionless. The poet is very emotional at the moment. He is probably the only one in the world who is willing to be my companion. What a rare confidant! "We never tire of seeing each other" expresses the feeling of mutual confidants between the poet and Jingting Mountain.

The words "phase" and "liang" are synonymous, closely connecting the poet with Jingting Mountain, showing a feeling of cherishing each other. The word "only" in the conclusion is also refined, highlighting the poet's love for Jingting Mountain.

(1) "The light of the lake and the moon are harmonious in autumn, and there is no windshield on the lake surface that has not been polished." The autumn colors of Dongting Lake are always written.

On a bright moonlit autumn night, the waves of Dongting Lake and the bright moonlight set off each other, making it look so harmonious and peaceful. Under the reflection of the moonlight, the windless Dongting Lake is as calm as an unpolished mirror, hazy with a quiet and soft beauty.

Dongting Lake is actually very large, with a radius of hundreds of miles. The word "tanmian" means that the author deliberately described the large Dongting Lake as a small pool, which means that the author has a very broad mind.

(2) "Looking at the green mountains and rivers of Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate." The poet uses strange imagination and precise metaphors to describe the mountains and rivers of Dongting Lake.

First, write about the color of the mountains and waters of Dongting Lake from a distance; then compare the water color of Dongting Lake to a "silver-white plate" and the mountains in Dongting Lake to a small "green snail". ". A small green snail is placed on a silver-white plate. It looks small, exquisite and very delicate, and matches the color of the lake and mountains shrouded in the moonlight.

It is also a supplementary explanation to the previous sentence.

Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty's "Climbing the Yueyang Tower in the Rain and Looking at the Mountains" said "It's a pity that you can't see the green mountains from the lake surface, but from the silver mountains to see the green mountains", which is derived from these two sentences.

(1) "Jiangnan is good" This is the poet's praise for the spring in Jiangnan. "The scenery is familiar to me in the past."

"Old": Once upon a time, it refers to the poet's visit to Hangzhou when he was young. "Zeng": once.

"familiar": familiar. I was so familiar with and understood the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan.

(2) "When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue." When spring returns to the earth, flowers are in full bloom. Whenever the sun rises from the east, the sun shines on the earth, and flowers bloom everywhere. It is more beautiful, the spring water is blue and the green waves are sparkling. Because of the red sun, the red flowers are redder, like burning flames; because the river flowers are red, the river water looks more green. The word "blue" describes the beautiful scene of deep blue water in spring. .

(3) "Can we not recall Jiangnan?" This kind of scenery in Jiangnan cannot be seen in Luoyang, so the end of the poem is a rhetorical question: How can we not recall the scenery in Jiangnan so beautiful? ? The Mentality of Literati - The Aesthetic Subject of Landscape Idylls China's long history and long unification provide aesthetic time for landscape idylls, and the beautiful scenery provides the aesthetic space for ancient poets to create the most beautiful landscape idylls. Western scenery also has its own beautiful characteristics. Why is its landscape pastoral poetry far less prosperous than China's, and its connotation is far less profound, graceful, complex and interesting than ancient Chinese landscape pastoral poetry? In addition to the limitations of aesthetic time mentioned above that affect aesthetic space, what is more important is the reason for the aesthetic subject, that is, the reason for the mentality of ancient literati.

Patriotism - the high-pitched main theme of landscape pastoral poetry. The land of China, with its famous mountains and rivers as its bones and blood vessels, and its countryside as its muscles, is the source from which the Chinese nation obtains the means of survival. Mountains, rivers and countryside nurture people, and people must love mountains, rivers and countryside, and develop a deep love for mountains, rivers and country.

This kind of love for mountains and rivers and rural feelings has become more and more intense with the development of the times and society. When the nation-state was formed, it became an important part of the noble feelings of patriotism and contributed to the final formation of patriotism. . In turn, the ancient landscape and pastoral poets, inspired by the spirit of patriotism, traveled around the mountains and rivers, enjoyed the countryside, eulogized the Chinese scenery, and created beautiful landscape odes, which gave the landscape and pastoral poetry high ideological significance and contributed to our country's patriotism. It has made significant contributions to the development of literature, and also played a role that cannot be ignored in the inheritance and development of the patriotism tradition.

In the distant ancient times, the Chinese nation had many legends about worshiping mountains and rivers, traveling and living in seclusion. The Yellow Emperor traveled around the world and enshrined the Five Sacred Mountains; Chao Fu and Xu You fled to the mountains and forests because of their high standards of purity and were not respected by the world; Yu Shun patrolled the east, climbed Nanshan Mountain, viewed Hezhu, and visited Cangwu in the south and died and was buried in Jiuyi Mountain; "The Book of Songs· "Zhou Song·Yin" praises King Wu's defeat of Shang, the unification of the world, the vast territory, the magnificent scene surrounded by mountains, and the confluence of hundreds of rivers; Wei Wuhou traveled to the Xihe River and praised "the beautiful mountains and rivers are solid! This is the treasure of the Wei State."

Confucius visited the forest of Mianwei and sat on the apricot altar. He also traveled to the wilderness of Shaoyuan and the Rongshan Mountain. He put forward the famous view that "the wise enjoy the water and the benevolent enjoy the mountains"; Qu Yuan in "Calling the Soul" Describing the state of Chu, "the paths of the rivers and valleys are restored, and the streams are more murmuring. The light and wind are turning to the water, and the water is more orchid."; "There are many terraces and pavilions, and some are close to the mountains." The beautiful mountains and rivers of the motherland and the pleasant scenery call for the return of the soul of the King of Chu. .

After the Six Dynasties, landscape and pastoral poetry flourished. There were numerous works praising and describing landscapes and pastoral poetry to express the love for mountains and rivers and the affection for the homeland. There were also numerous works that used landscapes to directly express patriotism. Gao Shi wrote the poem "The rites and music are splendid, the mountains and rivers are serene" ("A Reward to Li Taishou of Suiyang"); Chu Guangxi wrote five poems "Maoshan Tour", which expresses the beauty and wild taste of Maoshan scenery. In the poem, " The purpose of this is to observe the country, not to travel far away." "The sky and the earth are full of light, and the mountains and rivers are bright in spring." It is intended to praise the Tang Empire in its heyday; Du Fu has a sigh that "the country is broken, the mountains and rivers are there, and the spring vegetation is deep in the city." ("Spring View"); Lu You wrote, "Thirty thousand miles of river east enters the sea, and five thousand miles of mountains reach the sky. 4. Ask if anyone has a classical Chinese essay about landscapes and scenery

"Butterfly Spring" Two miles south, across South of the Second Gorge, there is a village on the right side of the main road, called Polo Village.

There is a butterfly spring at the foot of the western mountain. I have heard about it for a long time. When the natives pointed it out to the west, they ordered Pudan to go to the Three Pagodas Temple first and throw it into the monk's house in Hechao. I walked alone from the south and west of the village looking towards the foothills of the mountain. Half a mile away, there is a gurgling spring, which traces back to the west, and half a mile away, it reaches the foot of the mountain.

There are big trees hugging each other, leaning against the cliff and standing tall. There is a spring below, and it comes out from the root orifice to the east. You can see the clear water. A little east, there is another small tree under it, and there is still a small spring, which also washes out its roots.

The two springs merge into the abbot's marsh, which is traced upstream. In early April, the big trees on the spring bloom like butterflies, with lifelike whiskers and wings, no different from those of living butterflies. There are also thousands of real butterflies with hooked whiskers and legs, hanging upside down from the top of the tree and reaching the surface of the spring in colorful colors. Flowing in and out, the five colors are glowing.

Tourists gather in groups to watch this month, and it is already past May. I was in Sanli City in western Guangdong, and Lu Canrong was there to talk about his differences. So far, it has not been spent for a long time.

Asking the natives, some people say that butterflies are different from flowers, or they say that flowers are similar in shape, so they come from similar species. I don’t know which one. lt; gt; In Taiyuan of the Jin Dynasty, the people of Wuling made fishing their main occupation and walked along streams, forgetting the distance of the road.

Suddenly I came across a peach blossom forest, hundreds of steps across the bank. There were no miscellaneous trees in the middle, the grass was delicious, and the fallen flowers were colorful, which was very different to fishermen. I walked forward again, wanting to exhaust the forest. When the forest reaches the water source, there is a mountain with a small mouth, as if there is light.

He left the boat and entered through the mouth. At first he was extremely narrow, but only then did he understand people.

After walking dozens of steps, I suddenly became enlightened. The land is flat and vast, with well-groomed houses, fertile fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry trees, and bamboos.

Traffic on the streets, chickens and dogs hearing each other. Among them, the men and women are dressed like outsiders.

His yellow hair hangs down, and he is content with himself. When he saw the fisherman, he was shocked and asked where he had come from. If he had an answer, he would return home and set up a wine shop to kill chickens for food. Hearing about this person in the village, he came to inquire.

Ziyun's ancestors escaped from the chaos of the Qin Dynasty and led his wife to come to this desperate situation and never came back, so they separated themselves from outsiders. When I ask what era this is, I don’t know whether there was Han, Wei or Jin.

Everything this person said and heard made him sigh with regret. The rest of the people went to their homes again, where they all had wine and food.

After staying for a few days and resigning, people here said: "It's not enough to teach outsiders!" After getting out and getting the boat, he helped the road and set his sights on it. When I went to the county, I asked the prefect to tell me this.

The prefect immediately sent people to follow him to find what he wanted, but he lost his way and could no longer find the way. Nanyang Liu Ziji, a noble scholar, heard about it and went there happily, but failed and ended up seeking illness.

No one cared about it afterwards. lt; gt; In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, Teng Zijing was relegated to Baling County.

In the next year, the government will be harmonious and people will be harmonious, and everything will be prosperous. Then the Yueyang Tower was rebuilt, its old structure was added, and poems by Tang Xian and modern people were engraved on it.

It belongs to me to write down. I watched my husband Baling's victory in a lake in Dongting.

It carries the distant mountains and swallows the Yangtze River, which is a vast and boundless river. The sun shines in the morning and the evening falls, and the weather is endless. This is the grand view of Yueyang Tower.

Predecessors’ descriptions are ready. However, it is connected to Wu Gorge in the north and Xiaoxiang in the South Pole. Migrant poets and poets often meet here, and the feeling of looking at the things is the same? If the rain is falling, the moon is not open, the wind is howling, and the turbid waves are emptying; the sun and stars are shining, and the mountains are invisible; business travel is not going, and the rafts are toppled and destroyed; the dusk is dark, and the tigers roar and the apes cry.

When climbing the tower, there are those who are nostalgic for their country, worried about slander and fear of ridicule, their eyes are full of desolation, and they feel extremely sad. When spring comes and the scenery is bright, the waves are calm, and the sky above and below is a vast expanse of blue; sand gulls gather in the sky, and the golden scales swim; the shore is covered with orchids, lush and green.

Or when the long smoke disappears, the bright moon shines thousands of miles away, the floating light leaps into gold, the silent shadow sinks into the jade, and the fishermen answer each other's songs, how wonderful is this! When you climb the tower, you will feel relaxed and happy, forgetting your favors and disgrace together, drinking wine in the wind, and you will be overjoyed. Sigh! Why should I try to seek the benevolent heart of the ancients or do something different from the two? Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself; if you live high in a temple, you worry about its people; if you live far away in the rivers and lakes, you worry about your king.

There are worries when advancing, and worries when retreating. But when will you be happy? It must be said, "Be worried about the world's worries first, and be happy after the world's happiness."

Oops! People from Weisi, who can I return to? September 15th, the sixth year of the year. The Drunkard Pavilion by Ouyang Xiu. Chu is surrounded by mountains. Its southwest peaks and forest ravines are particularly beautiful.

The person who looks bright but profound is Langya. After walking six or seven miles up the mountain, you gradually hear the sound of gurgling water, and what emerges between the two peaks is called Ningquan.

On the winding road, there is a pavilion standing over the spring, which is called the Drunkard Pavilion. Who builds the pavilion? The monk of the mountain is Zhixian.

Who is named? The prefect calls himself. The prefect and his guests came here to drink. After drinking a lot, they often got drunk, and he was the oldest in the family, so he called himself "Drunkard".

The drunkard's intention is not in wine, but in the mountains and rivers. The joy of mountains and rivers is the wine contained in the heart.

If the sun rises and the forest falls, the clouds return and the caves become dark, the changes in darkness and brightness are like morning and evening in the mountains. The wild fields are fragrant and fragrant, the fine trees are beautiful but densely shaded, the wind and frost are noble and pure, the water falls and the rocks emerge, these are the four seasons in the mountains.

Going in the morning and returning at dusk, the scenery in the four seasons is different, and the joy is endless. As for the losers singing in Chu, and the walkers resting in the trees, the former calls, and the latter responds, hunched over to support them, going back and forth without stopping, this is Chu people traveling.

Fishing near the stream, the stream is deep and the fish are fat; making wine from the spring, the spring is fragrant but the wine is strong; mountain delicacies, wild asparagus, mixed but aged beforehand, are also the prefect's banquet. The joy of a banquet is neither silk nor bamboo. The one who shoots is in the middle, the one who plays chess wins, the one who drinks and drinks mingled with each other, the one who sits up and makes a noise is the joy of all the guests.

Those who have pale white hair and are drooping in it are the prefects who are drunk. "Climbing Taishan Mountain" The sun has set on the mountain, the figures are scattered, the prefect has returned and the guests have followed.

The woods are dark and the chirping sounds go up and down. The tourists are gone and the birds are happy. However, birds know the joy of mountains and forests, but they do not know the joy of people; people know the joy of traveling from the prefect, but they do not know the joy of the prefect.

He who can enjoy his music when he is drunk and can describe his writings when he is awake is a prefect. Who does the governor call? Luling Ouyang Xiuye.

The yang of Mount Tai is that the Wen River flows to the west; its yin is that the Jishui River flows to the east. The Yang Valley all enters Wen, and the Yin Valley all enters Ji.

When it is divided into north and south, it is the ancient Great Wall. The highest Sun View Peak is fifteen miles south of the Great Wall.

In December of the 39th year of Qianlong's reign, I rode the wind and snow from the capital, traveled through Qihe and Changqing, passed through the northwest valley of Mount Tai, crossed the limit of the Great Wall, and arrived at Tai'an. At the end of the month, I ascended from the southern foothills with the prefect Zhu Xiaochun and his son Ying.

Forty-five miles, the roads are all built with stone slabs, with more than 7,000 levels. There are three valleys directly south of Mount Tai. The middle valley surrounds Tai'an City, which Li Daoyuan said is surrounded by water.

I started to follow it in, and the road was less than half way, crossed the middle ridge, followed the west valley again, and then reached its top. In ancient times, when climbing mountains, one would follow the east valley and there would be a Tianmen on the way.

The east valley is called the Tianmen Stream in ancient times, and it is nowhere to be found. Nowadays, those who pass through the middle ridges and mountain top cliffs are limited to those who are on the road, and the world calls it Tianmenyun.

The road is foggy and slippery, making it almost impossible to climb. As we go up, Cangshan Mountain is covered with snow, and the sky is bright with candles to the south. Looking at the city wall in the evening, Wenshui and Cuulai are picturesque, while the middle of the mountain is covered with mist.

Wu Shenhui, Wu Gu, and Ziying sat in the pavilion to wait for the sunrise. The strong wind blew up the snow and hit the face, and clouds covered the pavilion east and below.

A little glimpse of the clouds.

.The wild fields are fragrant and fragrant, the beautiful trees are beautiful but densely shaded, the wind and frost are noble, and the water falls and rocks emerge, these are the four seasons in the mountains. Going in the morning and returning at dusk, the scenery in the four seasons is different, and the joy is endless. As for those who are in trouble singing songs in Chu, and those who are walking resting in trees, the former calls, and the latter responds, carrying them with their crotches, and going back and forth without stopping, this is how Chu people swim. Fishing near the stream, the stream is deep and the fish are fat; brewing springs into wine, springs Fragrant and strong in wine; mountain delicacies and wild assemblages, mixed and aged beforehand, are the governor's banquets. The joy of a banquet is neither silk nor bamboo. The one who shoots is in the middle, the one who plays chess wins, the one who drinks and drinks mixes with each other, the one who sits up and makes a noise is the joy of all the guests. .Those who have pale white hair and are drooping in it are the prefects who are drunk. "The Climbing of Mount Tai" The sun has set on the mountain, the figures are scattered, the prefect has returned and the guests have followed. The woods are gloomy, the chirping goes up and down, the tourists leave, and the birds are happy. .However, birds know the joy of mountains and forests, but they don’t know the joy of people; people know how to enjoy themselves by wandering from the prefect, but they don’t know the joy of the prefect. Those who can enjoy themselves when they are drunk, and can describe their poems when they are awake, are also prefects. Who do you call the prefect? ? Luling Ouyang Xiuye. On the yang side of Mount Tai, the Wen River flows to the west; on the yin side, the Jishui River flows to the east. The yang valleys all flow into Wen, and the yin valleys all flow into Ji. When it is divided into the north and the south, it is also the ancient Great Wall. The highest sun peak is at Fifteen miles south of the Great Wall. In the twelfth month of the thirty-ninth year of Qianlong's reign, I rode the wind and snow from the capital, traveled through Qihe and Changqing, passed through the northwest valley of Mount Tai, crossed the limit of the Great Wall, and reached Tai'an. It was the end of the month, and I met with the prefect Zhu Xiaochunzi Ying ascended from the southern foot of the mountain. Forty-five miles, the road was made of stone slabs with more than 7,000 levels. There are three valleys directly south of Mount Tai. The middle valley surrounds the Tai'an city. Li Daoyuan called it "huanshui". I started to follow it. , the road is less than half way, cross the middle ridge, follow the west valley again, and then reach the top. In ancient times, people climbed the mountain and followed the east valley. There is Tianmen on the road. The east valley was called Tianmen stream in ancient times, and it is not accessible by other places. Today we pass by it. The middle ridge and the cliffs at the top of the mountain are restricted to those who are on the road, and the world calls it Tianmen Yun. The road is foggy and slippery, and the steps are almost impossible to climb. Once you reach the top, Cangshan Mountain is covered with snow, and the sky is brightly lit to the south. Looking at the city wall in the evening, the Wenshui River and Culai River It is picturesque, but the fog is lingering in the middle of the mountain. At the end of Wushen, Wugu, I and Ziying sat in the pavilion to wait for the sunrise. The strong wind blew up the snow and hit the face, and there were clouds all over the east of the pavilion from below. A little white clouds could be seen in the clouds. Dozens of locusts stand on the mountain. In the sky, the clouds are of different colors, and they become five colors in a moment. The sun is as red as red above, and there is a red light below, which shakes. It may be said: This is the East China Sea. Looking back at the sun Looking at the west peak, you may see the sun, or not, the color will be bright and crimson.

6. Ancient poems that describe landscapes. The famous lines, author, and dynasty of this ancient poem are also marked.

Poetry Zhongshan 1. Thousands of mountains and birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Snow" 》) 2. The white sun disappears over the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea. (Wang Zhihuan: "Climbing the Stork Tower") 3. At the summit, you can see all the mountains at a glance. (Du Fu: "Looking at the Mountains") 4. The country is broken by mountains and rivers. , the city has deep vegetation in spring. (Du Fu: "Spring View") 5. No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but people's voices can be heard. (Wang Wei: "Lu Chai") 6. The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ​​clouds. (Li Bai: "Guan Guan" "Mountain Moon") 7. I never get tired of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain") 8. Beans are planted at the foot of the southern mountain, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. (Tao Yuanming: "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields") 9 .The green mountains cannot cover it, and it will flow east after all. (Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva Man? Shu Jiangxi Ostomy Wall") 10. I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain. (Su Shi: "Inscription on the West Forest Wall") in the poem Water 1. The so-called beauty is on the side of the water. ("The Book of Songs? Jianjia") 2. How is the water so bland? The mountains and islands are standing there. (Cao Cao: "Viewing the Canghai") 3. White hair floats on the green water, and anthurium stirs the clear waves. .(King Luo Bin: "Ode to the Goose") 4. Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward here. (Li Bai: "Looking at Tianmen Mountain") 5. Mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way, and there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers. (Lu You: "Wang Tianmen Mountain") "Visiting Shanxi Village") 6. The Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun's gift to me. (Li Bai: "A Gift to Wang Lun") 7. The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I hear the singing on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: "Bamboo Branch Poetry") 8. Sunrise The flowers in the river are as red as fire, and in spring the water in the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi: "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River") 9. The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water, loving the clearness and softness. (Yang Wanli: "Little Pond") 10. Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, The spring river is warm and the duck is a prophet. (Su Shi: "An Evening Scene on the Spring River in Hui Chong")) Li Bai's sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and he can see the waterfall hanging in front of the river in the distance. The water flows down three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen from the sky. Looking at the water, Sikong Shu of the Tang Dynasty The clear water can be seen from the high-rise building, and the Chu color and mist are harmonious. The field is extremely empty, and the sky is far away and there is no wave. There is never a trace of anyone, but birds fly by from time to time. What's more, outside the vast sky, the setting sun shines the most. "Far Water" by Tang Xiangsi The sky is misty, and the evening light shines on one side. The broad duckweed misses the far away, and the wild geese grow sad when the cold comes. The North Pole connects the flat land, and the eastward flow is my hometown. The boat comes to the place where I stay, as if it is Xiaoxiang. "Water of the Shujiang River" Tang Xiong Ruden traveled thousands of miles day and night to pay homage to the emperor, ***Pity for the river water attracts people's hearts. If you talk about the sad place of Baxia, the sound of apes is better than the sound of the beach. "Water" Tang Xu's nature of fire is as soft as the nature of water. How long does it take to come from the west and come out from the east? Mo said that one can connect the Han Dynasty by crossing the sea. The floating boat also capsized. The Yao women were resentful at dusk in Xiangpu, and the Fenhe River flooded with sorrow in the autumn. Where did the torrential waves return? In February, peach blossoms filled the eyes. "Big Water" Tang Xue chased the thunder when there was a heavy rain, and suddenly the wind suddenly Come. The waves drive the three islands to arrive, and the river dismantles the two instruments. The momentum is afraid of the circle pivoting, and the sound is suspicious and the thick axis is destroyed. I wonder in my mind about the transformation of the Yuan, when will the eye of the sky return. "Water" Tang Zhenggu Bamboo Garden Pine Corridor is divided into factions, not empty and clear. It's also meandering. Wherever the fallen flowers chase each other, the heron comes alone for an infinite time. The old monk who washes his bowl has been on the shore for a long time, and the fishing leisurers are late. The evening clear is full of green grass, regretting the old time with Canglang. "Ode to Water" "Zhang Wencong of the Tang Dynasty marked his name as "highly endowed with good qualities", and his school represented the leader. The map was in four places, and the astronomy contained five huangs. The square flow contained jade, and the round folds moved pearls. He was the only official in Meng Yuan, who lived in Haoliang and played in Haoliang. Is this all right? .