Consult ancient poems about Zhangye, Gansu

1. What are the famous poems and slogans about "Zhangye Ganzhou"?

The ancient poems about "Zhangye Ganzhou" are:

1. "Zhang ye, water tune"

2. Ganzhou Song

3. Ganzhou/Klang Ganzhou

4. "Klang Ganzhou, sprinkle river rain"

1. Ganzhou District, belonging to Zhangye City, Gansu Province, is located in the middle of He Qian West Corridor, between east longitude1006 ′-10052 ′ and north latitude 38 32 ′, between Ganzhou District and north latitude 39 24 ′, with Qilian Mountain in the south and Alashan Right Banner in Inner Mongolia in the north. Ganzhou district has a continental climate. The average annual sunshine time is 2932-3085 hours. There are 4 major rivers and 26 seasonal rivers in China. In 2065.438+02, the river runoff was 65.438+66 million cubic meters, the groundwater resources reserve was 990 million cubic meters, and the cultivated land was 686.2 million mu. In 20 12, the regional GDP of Ganzhou district was 253 10/00,000 yuan, which was 78.8% of the plan, with a year-on-year increase of10/0%, including 808 million yuan for the primary industry, 766 million yuan for the secondary industry and 957 million yuan for the tertiary industry.

2. Zhangye, a city under the jurisdiction of Gansu Province. Named after "Zhang Guo is closed to the outside world", it is located in the northwest of Gansu Province, China, in the middle of Hexi Corridor. Known as "Ganzhou" in ancient times, that is, the origin of the word "Gan" in Gansu Province, it is known as "the land of Sang Ma" and the land of plenty. It is rich in wheat, corn, rice, beans, oilseeds, fruits and vegetables. Industries include coal, machinery, textile, brewing and so on 10. Native products include onions, apples and pears, Wujiang rice, red dates, Nostoc flagelliforme and Siluchun wine. Zhangye covers an area of 40,874 square kilometers with a population of 1, 3 1, 000. It governs Ganzhou District, Linze County, Gaotai County, Shandan County, Minle County and Sunan Yugur Autonomous County. Zhangye City is one of the second batch of national historical and cultural cities announced by 1986. It is an important town of the ancient Silk Road, the main road of the new Eurasian Continental Bridge, a famous historical and cultural city in China and an excellent tourist city in China. Heihe River is the second largest inland river in China, which runs through the whole territory and is the commodity grain base in Gansu Province. Since ancient times, it has been called "Golden Zhangye, Silver Wuwei". Zhangye has the largest military horse farm in Asia, a national wetland reserve approved by the State Council, and Zhangye National Geopark, which is rated as one of the top ten magical geographical wonders in the world by National Geographic magazine. Zhangye has a long history, splendid culture, beautiful natural scenery and unique human landscape. Since ancient times, it has been known as Jiangnan and gold Zhangye. The ancients said they didn't expect snow in Qilian Mountain, and mistook Zhang Ye for Jiangnan. There are many places of interest in the city, such as the Great Buddha Temple, Muta Temple, Tatu Temple, Xilai Temple, Horseshoe Temple, Zhenyuan Building, Shaanxi Guild Hall, Minqin Guild Hall, Heishui State Site and so on.

3. The full text of the above ancient poems is as follows:

(1) Zhang Ye, the head of Mink Song.

The west sea is poor in mulberry fields, weak in water and black in river. The legend of Dayu in Zhuan Xu, the giant butterfly bathing in Xuanqiu. Hou Yi asked Kunlun for medicine, Zhou Muyao Chi Jiahui, and Lao Zi rode a green cow. Rong Sunmu, Wu Huyou. Qi, Yan, Yao took a brigade to attack, and Zhang Ye turned to Ganzhou. Emperor Yang Di toured the grand party, Xuanzang went to the Western Ocean, and Wan Li wove silk. Lush left, Huanting County, Gobi.

(2) "Ganzhou Song" is recorded.

Under the moon, Chang 'e doesn't thrush, but only makes clouds enter Luo clothes. I don't know if my dream was driven away by qingluan, but I still covered my face with flowers.

③ Ganzhou/Klang's Ganzhou in Liu Ling.

Love is heavy, and I write incense for you. I want the night to be cloudy, the night to be quiet and the shadows to be clear through the window. Lenglian has two leaves and a branch. He wrote Old Qiu Guang. Understand the round and bright phase, and the Japanese view will open up wasteland. Most of them are soft mustache and stem trimming, which reflect charm and fog and have a long taste. Those who are more sage are still fragrant. Take good care of yourself, take it away, put it between the screens and praise other people's beds. Jiangnan road, see you later, with the same word bleak.

(4) Liu Yong, Basheng Ganzhou, shows the rain on the river at dusk.

Facing the rain from the sky, a piece of washed autumn scenery on the river is particularly cold. The bleak frost wind is tight, the river surface of the mountains and rivers is deserted, and the setting sun shines on the tall buildings. Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears. Only the surging Yangtze River flows eastward silently. Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home. Sighing where these years have gone, why do you have to stay in a strange land for a long time? I think of that beautiful woman, looking up from the gorgeous upstairs, and how many times I mistook the distant boat for the love boat to go home. She will know that I am so sad leaning against the railing, and I am so sad.

2. Collect at least ten famous poems and standard slogans about Ganzhou.

The west sea is poor in mulberry fields, weak in water and black in river.

The legend of Dayu in Zhuan Xu, the giant butterfly bathing in Xuanqiu.

Hou Yi asked Kunlun for medicine, Zhou Muyao Chi Jiahui, and Lao Zi rode a green cow. Rong Sunmu, Wu Huyou.

Qi, Yan,

Yao took a brigade to attack, and Zhang Ye turned to Ganzhou.

Emperor Yang Di toured the grand party, Xuanzang went to the Western Ocean, and Wan Li wove silk.

Lush left, Huanting County, Gobi.

Ganzhou song

Poet: Fuzi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Under the moon, Chang 'e doesn't thrush, but only makes clouds enter Luo clothes.

I don't know if my dream was driven away by qingluan, but I still covered my face with flowers.

Ganzhou/Klang Ganzhou

Year: Song Author:

Love is heavy, and I write incense for you. I want the night to be cloudy, the night to be quiet and the shadows to be clear through the window. Lenglian has two leaves and a branch. He wrote Old Qiu Guang. Understand the round and bright phase, and the Japanese view will open up wasteland.

Most of them are soft mustache and stem trimming, which reflect charm and fog and have a long taste. Those who are more sage are still fragrant. Take good care of yourself, take it away, put it between the screens and praise other people's beds. Jiangnan road, see you later, with the same word bleak.

Klang Ganzhou Yes, it's raining, it's raining.

Dynasty: Song Dynasty

Author: liuyong

Facing the rain from the sky, a piece of washed autumn scenery on the river is particularly cold. The bleak frost wind is tight, the river surface of the mountains and rivers is deserted, and the setting sun shines on the tall buildings. Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears. Only the surging Yangtze River flows eastward silently.

Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home. Sighing where these years have gone, why do you have to stay in a strange land for a long time? I think of that beautiful woman, looking up from the gorgeous upstairs, and how many times I mistook the distant boat for the love boat to go home. She will know that I am so sad leaning against the railing, and I am so sad.

3. Who knows the poems about Ganzhou?

Who does Xiaoli hate because of the faint crows in Jiangnan? The snow suddenly turned over the fragrant pavilion, and the breeze blew the bottle of plum, and the heart turned to dust.

Bodhisattva is very rustling, with rain and wind. It is more bitter to be separated from others. Counting the autumn, the toad puts out the early strings.

Night cold shock, tears falling snuff. Sorrow is everywhere, and the jade piano is light dust.

I also urged the flowers to stay in the slave drum, and when I woke up, I saw the red dance. I couldn't bear to reply and cried a few lines in the breeze.

Don't look at the powder fragrance, only the moon fragrance is left. The moon at that time was also different, sad and clear.

Spring clouds blow away the curtain rain in Hunan and stick butterflies to fly. People are in Yulou, and the wind is everywhere.

A handful of willow tobacco, a colorful cage and a tile. If you don't work closer, the sunset will be infinite.

Bodhisattva stopped raining every other flower, snapping his fingers and saying nothing. Liang Yan came back from double, long pulse.

Xiao Ping has far mountains and light makeup. Independent Yao stage, cold-proof gold shoes.

The crystal curtain is sad and white, and the clouds are fragrant and foggy. I have nothing to ask about clothes, and the moon has gone west.

The west wind is blowing in the weft, so you are not allowed to sleep. Just last autumn, how to cry.

Linjiangxian bit by bit, the heart of a banana is about to break, and that sound reminds me of the beginning. I want to sleep and read old books.

Yuanyang small print, still remember unfamiliar hands. Tired eyes are low and confused, half blurred.

Cold rain outside the window, Yi Deng lonely. What is expected should be done. What is the truth? Someone made an appointment last night, and Yancheng Yulu was there that night.

A crescent moon and a few sparse stars. It's still late at night and people are still watching the lights.

Originally, Qu tang style shielded each other, which made people hate others. It is quiet outside.

Several heartbroken places, wind-driven flower bells. Chun Qing, a beautiful young woman, only noticed that the pear blossoms were sparse and scattered.

What is the sunset near dusk? There is still no soul in the world. Yinyin doesn't dream of the words at that time, but is close to each other.

Be a dreamer for Iraq and call for truth in the dark. Seeing you again in the depths of the winding aperture, tears will tremble to people.

Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months. Sleeping alone for half a life, the mountain pillow is stained with sandalwood.

Recall what is the most fascinating thing. The first move is to draw a skirt. The silver bed is green and old, and the autumn color sweeps the powder.

There is a lot of money in the incense shop. Why can't you hate it when you pick it up? The cloister is full of lovesickness, and the moon is lonely.

Ten years' journey and ten years' heart. Also (walking in the autumn night), there are traces of sadness everywhere, and the shadows are exposed.

The stroll is small and desolate. Xiaoxiang still has the old moonlight.

The fickle feeling turned into sadness and fatigue, and the music was heartbreaking. The red lettering on the wall is blurred, remembering that the hand in front of the lamp is an Iraqi book.

Yun Song's temples are used as pillow incense, and the flower diameter leaks. Meet each other and whisper after dusk.

The season is thin and cold, the wine is sick, the pear blossom shovel, and the east wind is thin all night. Cover the silver screen and hang down your sleeves.

Where the flute is played, the pulse is slightly funny. Heartbroken moon and cardamom, the moon seems to be at that time, and people seem to be at that time. The blue wet funeral has been infinitely sad recently. Who has a long talk? Everything is subject to fate. In early spring, the green shadows are dancing outside the window, the geese are returning, and the orioles are singing and dancing, and tears are streaming down their faces.

I enjoyed the beautiful scenery with you in the past, but now I have lost it and failed to live up to my past affection. Suddenly a gust of wind blew and the breeze shook. I thought it was your soul, but I can only wait for the end of love.

Three days before the Spring Festival in Qinyuan, the woman who died in her dream was dressed in plain clothes, holding her hand and sobbing, and she couldn't remember clearly. However, there is a parting cloud: "I hope to hate the sky and the moon, but I will still pay a New Year call to Yuen Long every year."

I don't know why I got this because I didn't write a poem. After I felt it, I felt that I was born in an instant, which was too unlucky to forget when I was in the trough. Remember to embroider the couch when you are free, and blow and rain; Carve a hole, bend a corner and lean against the sunset.

Dreams are hard to stay, poems can't be long, and you win deeper tears. The body is still there, but my spirit is soaring. I am not allowed to see it anymore.

Find the blue sky again. Short hair is expected, and there will be frost in the future.

It is heaven and earth, and the dust is unbreakable; Spring flowers and autumn leaves still hurt. If you plan ahead, you will be surprised and lose all the fragrance of Xun Yu yesterday.

Really helpless, the sound of money is adjacent to the flute, and the ileum records. On the fourth day of July, it's stormy, and tomorrow is the birthday of a dead woman. Dust covered the curtains. It was a miserable night.

A few times, I secretly wiped my shirt tears and suddenly saw Cui Qiao next to the rhinoceros. Only hate becomes boring.

Fifth, it is still in the morning. The withered poplar leaves are difficult to finish, and the cold rain and wind hit the bridge.

Nan Xiangzi wept for the dead woman, but she was silent. She only regrets the past and saves her knowledge by Dan Qing. Yingying.

You can't draw it if you are sad. Don't be too specific

Wake up early in the middle of the night. Qing wakes up early and dreams more.

Call the rain bell at night. I felt this hatred when the dead woman died.

Lost step, cold rain rest, buried flowers. I had a long dream for three years. I think I woke up.

Material also has feelings, and the world is tasteless. Not as cold and lonely as the dust on the night platform.

The card issuer made a promise, but then abandoned it. If there are Pisces in Chongquan.

It is good to know him, who he has been suffering from, and who he is relying on. I turned around from midnight, and I endured listening to Xiang Xian's excuse.

When it's over, he'll know himself. I'm afraid it's unlucky for both of them, and they're going to live in the wind and sleep outdoors again.

Clear tears, confetti. Hua Lian is the most pitiful in the sky and the moon. A night is like a ring, and a night is like a sigh.

If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice. Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook.

After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly. Die Lian Hua went to the place where Qingyang once folded, and walked all over the clear autumn road without saying a word.

Grass has no intention of falling into the sky, and the sound of geese is as far away as xiaoguan. I don't hate the hardships of the end of the world, but I hate the west wind blowing my dreams to the present.

How much is the journey tomorrow? It's cold and rainy on your clothes. The undergrowth of the mountain is covered with moss, which makes people feel sorry for the dust of jade bone Municipal Committee.

There is nowhere to say before the wind, and the number is crying. Half-life duckweed died with water, and a cold rain buried famous flowers overnight.

The soul is like a willow sponge blown to pieces, surrounding the world. Qingping is sad and anxious, and Huanghuajie is desolate.

In the dream, the anvil sound is muddy, more chaotic and more sad. Dust gives birth to swallows, but the bed keeps strings.

The wind is like a waning moon, but now it is worrying. It is windy and rainy, which is not accurate.

She leaned over and looked at the moon, the moon, the whisper, and the smell of her body. The soft wind blows through the window screen, and the heart is separated from the horizon.

From then on, in the late spring, when the spring comes and the sun sets, she is the only one who misses it leisurely. As a dream, it is a golden well of pulleys, full of bricks and stones.

Suddenly, when we met, it was hard to be sure. Who saves, who saves.

Since then, I have been tattooed with light and shadow.

4. What are the ancient articles or poems describing the Danxia landform in Zhangye?

Yi Danxia Shanju (Ming) Li Yongmao

Clouds build houses and give scriptures at night, and flow in the spring to listen carefully.

There are thousands of bamboos in the sky and more stars in the moon.

Yan Zhen flew to the south to mourn his old country, while Sichuan was watching the street kiosks.

Sanyan looks old in autumn and is ashamed of her leisure life.

Secondly,

Leaning on a stick to hoe tea and listening to wild birds on the edge of the forest.

Guests come to * * * to step on flowers, and when they are old, they pity the stars.

Before entering Capitol Hill, I dreamed of crying in the new pavilion.

Zeng Yuan is sick and looking for new medicine, but he needs Han Pinghai to reduce his fever.

third

Every year in bloom, I listen to the wind and rain at four o'clock.

Long idle alone to see the mountains and the moon, small Luo Cha star.

Dan wrote a letter to Yang and another letter to the Wan Li Pavilion.

The lonely minister is strong and tears faint, and he wants to sing the wild duckweed in the gorge.

Extended data:

Zhangye Danxia landform is located in Zhangye City in the middle of Hexi Corridor in Gansu Province. Zhangye county, one of the four ancient counties in Hexi, means "breaking the arm of Xiongnu and tucking China". The Danxia landform in Zhangye is located in the mountainous and hilly area of 50 square kilometers in Fiona Fang, with peculiar shape and colorful Danxia landform.

Danxia refers to isolated peaks and steep rocks formed by long-term weathering and stripping of red glutenite and flowing water erosion. The Danxia landform here developed from pre-Jurassic to Tertiary about 200 million years ago.

It is generally believed that the continental red bed landform with steep cliffs is called Danxia landform. Danxia landform is mainly distributed in China, the western United States, Central Europe and Australia, among which China is the most widely distributed. 1928, Feng Jinglan and others discovered Danxia landform in Renhua County, northern Guangdong Province, and named the red gravel stratum that formed Danxia landform as Danxia stratum. Since then, many people have expounded its concept.

Baidu Encyclopedia-Zhangye Danxia Landform

5. Zhang Ye written by ancient poets

Zhangye, a city under the jurisdiction of Gansu Province. Named after "Zhang Guo is closed to the outside world", it is located in the northwest of Gansu Province, China, in the middle of Hexi Corridor. Known as "Ganzhou" in ancient times, that is, the origin of the word "Gan" in Gansu Province, it is known as "land of Sang Ma" and "land of plenty". It is rich in wheat, corn, rice, beans, oilseeds, fruits and vegetables. Industries include coal, machinery, textile, brewing and so on 10. Native products include onions, apples and pears, Wujiang rice, red dates, Nostoc flagelliforme and Siluchun wine.

Zhangye covers an area of 40,874 square kilometers with a population of 1, 3 1, 000. It governs Ganzhou District, Linze County, Gaotai County, Shandan County, Minle County and Sunan Yugur Autonomous County. 20 1 1 At the end of the year, the permanent population of the city was1204,600, of which the urban population was 433,400, accounting for 35.98% of the permanent population. There are 38 ethnic groups including Han, Hui, Tibetan and Yugur, among which Yugur is the only ethnic group living in Zhangye, China.

Zhangye City is one of the second batch of national historical and cultural cities announced by 1986. It is an important town of the ancient Silk Road, the main road of the new Eurasian Continental Bridge, a famous historical and cultural city in China and an excellent tourist city in China. Heihe River is the second largest inland river in China, which runs through the whole territory and is the commodity grain base in Gansu Province. Since ancient times, it has been known as "Zhang Ye of gold and Wuwei of silver". Zhangye has the largest military horse farm in Asia, a national wetland reserve approved by the State Council, and a national geological park named "Top Ten Wonders of the World" by National Geographic magazine.

Zhangye has a long history, splendid culture, beautiful natural scenery and unique human landscape. Since ancient times, it has been known as "Jiangnan" and "Golden Zhangye". The ancients said, "If you don't look at the snow in Qilian Mountain, you will miss the south of Zhangye.". There are many places of interest in the city, such as the Great Buddha Temple, Muta Temple, Tatu Temple, Xilai Temple, Horseshoe Temple, Zhenyuan Building, Shaanxi Guild Hall, Minqin Guild Hall, Heishui State Site and so on.

6. Collect at least ten famous poems and standard slogans about Ganzhou.

The west sea is poor in mulberry fields, weak in water and black in river.

The legend of Dayu in Zhuan Xu, the giant butterfly bathing in Xuanqiu. Hou Yi asked Kunlun for medicine, Zhou Muyao Chi Jiahui, and Lao Zi rode a green cow.

Rong Sunmu, Wu Huyou. Qi, Yan,

Yao took a brigade to attack, and Zhang Ye turned to Ganzhou. Emperor Yang Di toured the grand party, Xuanzang went to the Western Ocean, and Wan Li wove silk.

Lush left, Huanting County, Gobi. Song poets in Ganzhou: Fu Zaichao: In the Tang Dynasty, Chang 'e didn't thrush, but made a cloud-radish dress.

I don't know if my dream was driven away by qingluan, but I still covered my face with flowers. Ganzhou/Klang Ganzhou Time: Song Author: Full of love, with thousands of pearls, writing elegantly.

I want the night to be cloudy, the night to be quiet and the shadows to be clear through the window. Lenglian has two leaves and a branch. He wrote Old Qiu Guang.

Understand the round and bright phase, and the Japanese view will open up wasteland. Most of them are soft mustache and stem trimming, which reflect charm and fog and have a long taste.

Those who are more sage are still fragrant. Take good care of yourself, take it away, put it between the screens and praise other people's beds.

Jiangnan road, see you later, with the same word bleak. Klang Ganzhou sprinkled rainy dusk on the river. Dynasty: Song Author: Liu Yong sprinkled the rainy dusk on the river and washed the autumn.

The bleak frost wind is tight, the river surface of the mountains and rivers is deserted, and the setting sun shines on the tall buildings. Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears.

Only the surging Yangtze River flows eastward silently. Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home.

Sighing where these years have gone, why do you have to stay in a strange land for a long time? I think of that beautiful woman, looking up from the gorgeous upstairs, and how many times I mistook the distant boat for the love boat to go home. Fighting for me, leaning against the railing, I'm worried.