The literary works of Wushan Goddess

Eight Passions: Tang Dynasty and Li Bai

Yao Ji heaven and earth female, Miao Chaoyun. Wandering into the night dream, unintentionally to Chu Jun.

Embrace the autumn moon and leave Lanfen empty. Who is testing it? Song Yuwen's false biography

"Guan Yuandan Sitting on Wushan Screen in Autumn" Tang Libai

When I visited Wushan in the Three Gorges, now I see the screen painting of Wushan as if I had gone back to the past. My suspicion is that the peak of Wushan Mountain flew into your screen. The cold pine rustles like sound, and the balcony is faint like love. How lonely cotton-padded clothes yeow is, and the love between the king of Chu and the goddess is in vain.

Xiao Xiaoping is thousands of miles away, and the green hills and red cliffs are like resplendence. Pa farsightedness sets off Jingmen, and the boat on the water is clearly visible. Water and stones are flowing in thousands of valleys, and smoke, light and grass are everywhere. When the mountain flowers are in full bloom in the sun, in which year did the tourists of river apes start? It makes me feel like I'm in a dream. I wonder if I met a fairy in my dream.

Du fu's poems

Du Fu in Tang Dynasty: Ode to Historic Sites

Decline: I am well aware of Song Yu's misery, romance and elegance. He is also my teacher. Sad to see a thousand autumn, a tear, melancholy in different times, not at the same time.

His old home between mountains and rivers-empty works, empty sex platform-is certainly not imagined in the dream? . The palaces of Chu were all destroyed, and the fishermen who showed them today are not sure.

Meng Jiao's Poems

Two "Wushan Gao" or "Wushan Qu" by Meng Jiao.

Bashan gorge is repeated, the balcony is steep, and there are twelve peaks. When Jing Wong was shooting at Wuyiyun, she dreamed that Wushan Goddess was lying high in Yan Luowang at night.

Clouds, rainbows and rain wet the goddess' face, and the thin goddess of the moon star became a gap in the clouds. I can't see my eyes, but I can't see my eyes. The ape cried three tears and touched my clothes.

Zhang Jiuling's Poems

Wu Zhang Tang jiuling

Wushan is near the sky and the smoke scene is evergreen. Here, the king of Chu dreamed of a goddess spirit.

The goddess has been gone for a long time, and her sex is empty. Only apes are screaming, but the wailing is inaudible.

Su Shi's poems

Nvshenmiao stone

The river comes from the west and there are thousands of mountains on it. Surrounded by mountains and rivers, rich and treacherous. The abyss is full of snakes and dragons.

Jingyang cuts long dumplings, and thunderstorms move Cangwan. Shu has been guarding the old man until now. If there is no owner in the vertical and horizontal direction, it will invade people.

God sent Yao Ji to the wizard's room. The immortal is fierce, and the jade seat is quiet and idle. Wandering Xiao drives away the wind and saves the sky.

I suddenly wandered around, unaware of the difficulties. Ancient makeup and vestments filled the temple with smoke. Hundreds of gods run their own way, and chores come to class.

When clouds and ghosts gather, ghosts and gods return. The night pool is quiet and the moon is bright. You should also shake the Yu Pei and listen to the gurgling water.

Excerpt from Wushan History

Climb to see the sacred palace, rest and sit on the stone. You ask the officials in the temple one by one across the river. Looking at the goddess stone from a distance, it is graceful and sincere. Bow your head and see the slanting, and drag on the sunset. People's hearts change with things, and they feel profound from afar. The wild old man laughed at me, and the young people tasted it again and again. Follow the ape and try to use rope instead. Stalagmites lean on the lonely peak and are different. The world loves genies, and the theory is naive. Chu ci is also illusory, and the gods are safe. The second time I asked the bamboo sweeper, the clouds are still fine today. Green leaves droop and green phoenix tails sway. The wind comes from the depression, if it is made by a fairy.

Lu you's poems

Song Lu You, Song of the Three Gorges

Twelve Wushan Mountain sees Jiu Feng, and the bow is full of autumn colors.

Morning clouds and dusk rain muddy empty, apes cry moonlight night.

Mao Zedong ci

Water-regulated course swimming

Only drink Changsha water and eat Wuchang fish. Across the Yangtze River, you can see the endless sky. No matter how big the storm is, it is better to walk around leisurely and have a rest today (yú). Zi Zaichuan said: The deceased is like a husband!

As soon as the wind blows, the tortoise and snake calm down, and the grand plan has been set. A bridge flies north and south, and the natural barrier becomes a thoroughfare. Set up the stone wall of Xijiang River, cut off the Yu Yun of Wushan, and let Gaoxia go out of Pinghu. The goddess should be safe and sound, and will surprise the world.

Contemporary poet Meng Xiang's Ci:

Mink head Wushan goddess

Welcome dewdrops, and then see Xia Feng. Hang E female, Yao Ji from now on calmly. The stone wall hangs down the river bottom, and the ridge flies at the foot, marveling at the work of ghosts and gods. Twelve days of fairy beauty, half covered with fog and clouds.

Smoke in the morning, rain at night, and the scenery is very heavy. Pinghu Canyon, rolling waves and a river. Unlike in those days, I like my sisters now, and both sides are drunk with red maple. I am used to seeing the beauty in the world and don't want to return to heaven.