Poetry about water conservancy

1. What are the poems about water conservancy?

1. Li Bai was about to go on a boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me. ——Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun"

2. A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. It's a pity that on the third night of September, the dew looks like pearls and the moon looks like a bow. ——Bai Juyi's "Ode to the Dusk River"

3. An old friend bids his farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks descend to Yangzhou in March. The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. ——Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower Sends Meng Haoran to Guangling"

4. The spring silently cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water, which is clear and soft. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. ——Yang Wanli's "Little Pond"

5. A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. The ground is full of wormwood and reed buds are short, which is when the puffer fish is about to come. ——Su Shi's "Two Poems of Huichong Chunjiang Xiaojing"

6. Moving the boat to Yanzhu, the guests are worried about the new arrival at dusk. The trees are low in the wild sky, and the clear moon on the river is close to people. ——Meng Haoran "Su Jiandejiang"

7. The level of August Lake is mixed with too clear. The steam is rising over the dreamy lake, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City. If you want to help without a boat, you will live in the shameful sage. Sitting and watching the fishermen only envy the fish. ——Meng Haoran "Looking at Dongting Lake and presenting it to Prime Minister Zhang"

8. Faintly across the wild smoke across the flying bridge, fishing boats are seen on the west bank of Shiji. The peach blossoms follow the flowing water all day long. Where is the hole beside the clear stream? ——Zhang Xu "Peach Blossom Creek"

9. The wind returns to the clouds, the rain breaks off, and the rain begins to clear, and the lakeside is warm and bright again. The red mountain apricot hair is scattered randomly, and the new green water apple is spread flatly. The white wild goose with low wings is still heavy when flying, and the oriole's tongue is astringent, but the oriole's speech has not yet been completed. I don’t know that spring in Jiangnan is not good, as I get sick and lose my mood every year. ——Bai Juyi's "Early Spring in South Lake"

10. The West Lake is good after the flowers are gone, but the wolf is red and the catkins are flying. The weeping willows lining the stem are exposed to the sun's wind. After the music and songs have dispersed, the tourists have gone, and then they feel the spring sky. The curtains are lowered, and the swallows return in the drizzle. ——Ouyang Xiu, "Picking Mulberries: The West Lake is Beautiful After the Fragrances Pass"

11. Last night, the spring water grew on the riverside, and the giant ship was as light as a dime. I have always wasted my efforts in pushing forward, but today I am able to move freely. ——Zhu Xi's "Two Reflections on Reading in the Living Water Pavilion·Part 2"

12. The stream is ruthless and seems to have feelings, and you can walk with it after three days in the mountain. The head of the mountain is the place where we part ways, and we say goodbye all night long. ——Wen Tingyun's "Crossing the Watershed"

13. The West Lake is good after the lotus blooms, and when the wine comes. There is no need for flags, just red buildings and green roofs in front and behind. The painting boat is pushed into the depths of the flowers, and the fragrance is golden. There was a slight mist and rain, and I returned drunk with music and music. ——Ouyang Xiu "Picking Mulberries: The West Lake is Beautiful After the Lotus Blooms"

14. The mountains are dim and the apes are sad, and the Cangjiang River flows rapidly at night. The wind rumbles the leaves on both sides of the bank, and the moon shines on a lonely boat. Jiande is not my homeland, but we should reminisce about old travels. I will also send two lines of tears to the west of the sea. ——Meng Haoran's "An old trip to Guangling on the Tonglu River"

15. The clear stream clears my heart, and the color of the water is different from other waters. I would like to ask Xin'anjiang why it is like this. People walk in the mirror, and birds fly in the screen. The orangutan crows to the evening, and the sky mourns the wanderer far away. ——Li Bai's "A Journey to a Clear Stream" 2. What are the poems about water conservancy?

1. Li Bai was about to travel in a boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore.

The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun’s gift to me. ——Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun" 2. A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.

Poor, on the third night of September, the dew looks like pearls and the moon looks like a bow. ——Bai Juyi's "Ode to the Dusk River" 3. An old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks descended from Yangzhou in March.

The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. ——Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower Sends Meng Haoran to Guangling" 4. The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the clear and soft water.

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. ——Yang Wanli's "Little Pond" 5. A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo are the duck's prophet of the warmth of the spring river.

The ground is covered with wormwood and reed buds, which is when the pufferfish is about to come. ——Su Shi's "Two Poems of Hui Chong Chun Jiang Xiao Jing" 6. Moving the boat to Yanzhu, the guests are worried about the new arrival at dusk.

The sky is low in the wilderness, and the trees are low, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people. ——Meng Haoran's "Su Jiandejiang" 7. The level of August Lake is mixed with too clear.

The clouds are steaming over Mengze, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City. If you want to help without a boat, you will live in the shameful sage.

Sitting back and watching the fishermen only envy the fish. ——Meng Haoran's "Looking at Dongting Lake as a Gift to Prime Minister Zhang" 8. The flying bridge is faintly separated by the wild smoke, and fishing boats are seen on the west bank of Shiji.

The peach blossoms follow the flowing water all day long, wherever the hole is by the clear stream. ——Zhang Xu's "Peach Blossom Stream" 9. The wind returns to the clouds, the rain breaks off, and the rain begins to clear, and the warmth returns to the lakeside.

The red mountain apricot hair is randomly scattered, and the new green water apple is spread flatly. The white wild goose with low wings is still heavy when flying, and the tongue is astringent and the oriole's speech has not yet been completed.

I don’t know that spring in Jiangnan is not good, as I get sick and lose my mood every year. ——Bai Juyi's "Early Spring in South Lake" 10. After all the flowers have passed, the West Lake is beautiful, but the wolf is red and the catkins are flying.

The weeping willow trees are blocked by the sun’s wind. After the music and songs have dispersed, the tourists have gone, and then they feel the spring sky.

The curtains are lowered, and the swallows return in the drizzle. ——Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberries: The West Lake is Beautiful After the Fragrances" 11. Last night, the spring water grew by the river, and the giant ship was as light as a dime.

I have always been wasting my efforts, but today I am in the middle of the flow. ——Zhu Xi's "Two Reflections on Reading in the Living Water Pavilion·Part 2" 12. The ruthless stream seems to have emotion, and you can walk with it after three days in the mountain.

The ridge head is the place where we part ways, where we say goodbye with the gurgling sound all night long. ——Wen Tingyun's "Crossing the Watershed" 13. The West Lake is good after the lotus blooms, and when you bring wine.

No flags are needed, only red buildings and green roofs in front and behind. The painting boat is pushed into the depths of the flowers, and the fragrance is golden.

The misty rain fell slightly, and the music and songs returned drunkenly. ——Ouyang Xiu "Picking Mulberries: The West Lake is Beautiful After the Lotus Blooms" 14. The mountains are dark and the apes are sad, and the Cangjiang River flows rapidly at night.

The wind rustled the leaves on both sides of the bank, and the moon shone on a lonely boat. Jiande is not my homeland, but we should reminisce about old travels.

I will also send two lines of tears to the west of the sea. ——Meng Haoran, "An old trip to Guangling on the Tonglu River" 15. The clear stream clears my heart, and the color of the water is different from other waters.

I would like to ask Xin'anjiang why this is so. People walk in the mirror, and birds fly in the screen.

The orangutan crows to the evening, feeling sad for the wanderer in the distance. ——Li Bai's "A Journey to a Clear Stream". 3. Poems about water

Water is majestic, magnificent and beautiful.

Natural water expresses an eternal water style and charm.

It may flow for thousands of miles, or it may still flow like a spring, or it may still flow deeply, or it may be as good as water.

A thousand-mile cascade is the direction of water, the water-stopping hairspring is the gentleness of water,

The stillness of water and the depth of water are the character of water, and the highest goodness is like water, which is the realm of water.

Water is at ease with the situation, quiet and clear; water freezes when it encounters cold, condensing energy.

Water condenses all things and is graceful; water flows downward and rushes to the sea.

Thousands of mountains and rivers, twists and turns; nine curves of feelings, reaching straight to the sky.

While water nourishes human beings, it also enlightens the light of humanity.

While water soothes the common people, it also displays broad sentiments.

While water is flowing forever, it is also winning the love of mankind.

The best is like water - water benefits all things but does not harm the body. Water is lowly and only gives rise to nobleness.

Water is gentle and can turn into sharp steel. Water is clean and indifferent to worldly affairs and fame.

It can also be said: Water is beneficial to all things, so there is no struggle, and the life of the water will last forever.

Water nourishes human feelings like flowing water, and water helps vicissitudes of life, pure and indifferent.

The highest good is like water, which is actually a merit of pure human nature and a kind of wisdom with a kind heart.

It is a profound strategy of fraternity and a noble and perfect state.

The best is like water, and water is used to represent Tao, which expresses a state of mind that is like water.

Express a kind of kindness, spread a kind of charity, and carry forward a kind of great love.

Water falls from the sky to the valley, flows from the valley to the plains, and from the plains to the sea.

Only by integrating the water flows of hundreds of rivers can the vast and deep sea be formed, and only then can the wonderful state of the rising moon on the sea be achieved! 4. Poems about water

Poems about water: Cut off the water with a knife, the water will flow again, raise a cup to relieve your sorrow (Li Bai) If you don’t see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, and rushes to the sea never to return (Tang Dynasty) · Li Bai) A stream flies down three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen from the sky (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty) The autumn water of South Lake is smokeless at night, and one can ride the stream straight up to the sky (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty) The clear frost on the lake dawns in the mirror, and the white waves come from the snow-capped mountains (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty) Li Bai) The Chu water is as clear as the sky, and the blue sea is connected in the distance (Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty). When spring comes, the peach blossom water is everywhere, and it is hard to tell where to find the source of immortality (Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty). The center of the water is like a mirror, and there is not a fiber for thousands of miles (Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty). The flowing water is like a mirror. Intentionally, birds return to each other at dusk (Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty) Between the sky and the earth, there is a lot of water (Su Shi, Song Dynasty) Looking north to the Yanyun, there is no end, and the river flows eastward with long water (Wang Yuanliang, Song Dynasty) The river brings Emei snow, and the river crosses the river. The Three Gorges Stream (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty) The Milky Way is starting to fall, half-sprinkling in the sky (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty) The waves are thousands of miles high and piles of colored glass (Du Fu, Tang Dynasty) The water is so green that it is impossible to sleep, and the fish is as if it is empty and has no place to rely on (Lou Yao, Song Dynasty) The green mountains never grow old and the green water lasts forever (Luo Guanzhong, Ming Dynasty) Water is the origin of all things (Guan Zhong, Qi State, Spring and Autumn Period) If the source is clear, the flow will be clear, and if the source is turbid, the flow will be turbid (Xunzi, Zhao State, Warring States Period) If the source is clear and the flow is clean, the root will be prosperous (Han Dynasty) ·Ban Gu) A clear spring flows away from the rivers and lakes, and when it flows out of the red wall, it will not be returned.

Lu You's "Hou Chibi Ode" The setting sun is outside the mountain, and the spring water is crossing the border. Purple smoke rises from the incense burner in the sunshine, and you can see the waterfall hanging on the Qianchuan River in the distance.

The flying stream falls three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky. Li Bai's "Looking at Lushan Waterfall" hundreds of rivers are boiling and mountains and tombs are shattered.

The high valleys are the banks, and the deep valleys are the tombs. "The Book of Songs" says that rivers flow beyond the sky and earth, and mountains have mixed colors. Wang Wei's "Hanjiang Linfan" The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, and rushes to the sea never to return.

Li Bai's "About to Enter the Wine" Qingchuan is full of Hanyang trees, fragrant grass and luxuriant parrot island. Cui Hao's "Yellow Crane Tower" steams over Yunmengze and shakes Yueyang City.

Meng Haoran's "Lin Dongting Lake" Baling has unlimited wine, and the drunkenness kills Dongting Autumn. Li Bai, Wu and Chu are in the southeast, and the universe floats day and night.

Du Fu's "Climbing Yueyang Tower" The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rising. The movement of the sun and the moon can be seen within it; the brilliant stars can be seen within it.

Cao Cao's "Viewing the Sea" wants to compare the West Lake to the West, and light makeup and heavy makeup are always suitable. Su Shi's "Drinking on the Lake at the First Sunny and Later Rain" The wise man enjoys the mountains, the benevolent enjoys the water curling in the autumn wind, and the Dongting is rippled by the wooden leaves falling into the water. The eyes are wavered, and the mountains are like eyebrows and peaks. I want to ask pedestrians where to go? The brows and eyes are full of beauty.

Only then did I send spring back, and then sent you back. If you go to the south of the Yangtze River to catch spring, you will live with it.

The sound of waves beats on the pillow, making the Huaixiao dawn grow brighter, and the moon peeks out at the small person. The ruthless Bian River flows from the east, carrying only one boat of Lihen to Xizhou.

We were drunk together in Huapu, Zhuxi, and the smell of wine was more than the tears. Who taught that Fengjian is in the dust? Create a trouble and send it to others! The ruthless Bian water flows from the east, carrying only one boat of Lihen to the pavilion of Xizhou to tie the boat to the spring pool, waiting only for the passers-by to have their fill of wine.

Regardless of the smoke and wind and rain, I will leave and hate across the south of the Yangtze River. My eyes are full of sorrow, the water reaches the sky and the clouds are playing tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is far away in darkness. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will conquer countless rivers in the world. Go eastward, and travel with all the romantic figures of the ages. Looking at the hometown gate across the smoke and water, I suddenly feel that my heart is full of wings, looking at the North Mountain, and my tears are flowing. I am not sure where I am when facing the flowing water. The green wave is still flowing eastward.