A poem about the pavilion pond

1. The poem about the pavilion is Gaoting.

Tang Bai Juyi

The ridge of the pavilion is too high for you to tear down, so the owner keeps it as the western hill.

Take a good look at the sunset, a piece of spring haze reflects half a ring.

Jiang

Tang Bai Juyi

Looking at the heights, thinking leisurely, Jiang Ting didn't come back at night.

Red waves boil at sunset and white smoke blooms at the beginning of the month.

Farewell branches and snow feathers will send away spring, tweezers and frost hairs will send away old age.

I dare to make a three-year plan, but I know better than Jia.

Qujiang pavilion at night

Tang Bai Juyi

The Qujiang River is dry in the north, with muddy water and broken feet.

The dusty road was covered with green robes, so the wind pavilion stood for a long time with a white beard and cold.

Poetry darkens and leisurely, and the mountains are far away from illness.

Who believes it is a Langguan if it has not been saved by a horse?

Xinjian pavilion

Tang Bai Juyi

How many times has Luo Yan been to Xiting at the beginning of Xinhe River?

Old diseases return to the mountains, should not be recovered, and spring stones move.

Muchun Riyan Xiting

Tang Xiong

Cold food is not enough to find incense, and the pavilion is still drunk.

Whose flowers fell on the flowing trees, and a few pieces of residual red came to the threshold.

Susitin

Don Dai Shulun

The grass grows on the Suxi Pavilion. Who will stop on the east wind for twelve days?

Swallows don't return to spring late, and a misty rain has chilled apricot flowers.

Zhangzizhou Water Pavilion

Tang dufu

The city night is foggy and the pavilion is as deep as a lotus. There are few officials outside the bridge, and there are many seats in autumn water.

As I approached Chu Huaiwang, I passed the thistle at the high gate. Jingzhou loves Shan Jian, and I am drunk in Long song.

Baling pavilion

Tang gaochan

A dream string is straight, and a centrifugal white feather is light.

Tomorrow, after the new mountain in Fuling, the horsehead will be greeted with smoke and trees.

Nanting

Tang hanhe

Every day in Nanting, Nanting is like a monastery.

Loose and thin stone edges, mountains and streams and lakes, long vines and drooping island flowers.

Hang the hermit's crown and lie down to read the biography of the sages. When you are more excited, take the piano and play it again.

tall and handsome

Don Han Yong

Yingshang new pavilion overlooks a river, and several old sites are open and quiet. The cold sound in the north is the water on the porch.

Cui Ying pounced on the sill mountain from the west. When you are far away, you will walk with lonely cranes and you will always feel carefree.

Knowing you for a long time will make you forget loneliness sooner or later.

Jinting

Tanghusu

Jinting wants to resign from the Tang ship, and the wind will not leave a name.

The northwest cloud is connected with Wei Que, and the southeast is full of Qin Lou.

There are many people in the city who are sad and saying goodbye, and the grass is full of tired tourists.

Pingle's old love was unacceptable, and she even went to Yingzhou by flying dreams.

Beiting

Don Li Qunyu

Oblique rain flies, silk weaves the sky, and the curtain is half-rolled.

Lotus blooms very late in Qiu Guang, scattered in red and green swamps.

Jinling new pavilion

Tang Libai

Jinling has a good scenery, and a new pavilion is built together.

Sitting in the prison of Chu is sad, not worrying about the collapse of the country. How generous the princes are, they have been praised for thousands of years.

Xiting

Tang Li Shangyin

This night, the Xiting is full moon, and the curtains are accompanied by smoke.

The phoenix tree is clearer, and the lonely crane never sleeps.

Linshui pavilion

Tang Shijian Takeshi

I only blame Su Ting for insisting on dark colors, and Xiyan dyed me strawberry moss.

If you want to know the spring breeze from the source, then look for peach blossoms and flowing water.

Dengxian pavilion

Don sikongshu

Looking back at Qin Guan, Xianshan went down to Jingzhou for several days.

Today I only have tears, but I don't know that the scenery is in He Shan.

Mei Ting

Tang Tang Yan Qian

Poor poet in the East China Sea, West Wind Ancient Post Pavilion. They started from the old times and returned to their hometown.

There are only three caves in the world, and Zi Cao has passed. Ding Ning quickly took credit for wine, boiled chestnuts and tried sand bottles.

Yannange

Don Wang Changling

The village forest reflects the cold river, and the pavilions are fresh and clean.

Chuck * * * casually drinking wine, quietly sitting in a golden tube.

I went to the mountains in the morning, and the cloud returned to the cave.

The tower is empty and hazy, and apes and birds are ready to cut it.

Things are like silk, determined by the heart.

Visiting Jundongxi will lead to the end of the road sooner or later.

2. The poem "Happy Pavilion" about the pavilion

Year: Song Author: Wu Ji

The newly-built lotus root ribbon in the pavilion is the Mayday in Aibeitang.

It is better to have a storm, and countless pearls fall into the clear spring.

Shen Linjiang invites gazebo

Year: Song Author: Zhao Fan

I used to spend the summer, but this exhibition hall is also a new work.

When the bamboo moves, it is drunk or fascinated, and Ke Ye gives it, it is disease-free.

Today's toxic heat is new, and guest dust can stun patients.

Just thinking about sitting on this pavilion, it is better to levy forests in terror.

The world will be hotter than cruel officials and will be compared to a gentleman with a cool breeze.

The public is calm, but in a court, there are cold dew and clear ice everywhere.

I'm not as good at rhyming as a pavilion.

It is difficult to escape from the bamboo stream, and the bamboo forest can be chased.

3. Poems about ponds, complete with small ponds.

Yang Wanli

Spring is silent, cherish the trickle,

The shade of trees shines on the water and likes sunshine and softness.

Xiao He just showed his sharp corners,

Dragonflies have already stood on it.

Reflections on Reading (I)

Southern song Zhu

As soon as the half-acre square pond is opened,

The sky is full of clouds and shadows.

How can the canal be so clear?

Because there is flowing water here.

It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.

Spring is silent and precious, and the shadow depends on Shui Rou.

When I am happy, I return to the boat at night and wander into the depths of the lotus. I struggled to get through, and I found a flock of seagulls and herons.

◇ Qianchi Hibiscus ~ Wen Zhiming

In September, the flowers in Jiangnan stopped and the lotus in Zhongzhou turned. Beauty smiles across the water, but the sunset is still sad.

Dew washes the jade plate, the golden hall is cold, and the wind sends the golden city to autumn.

Man Fang Ting Huang Tingjian

The beautiful water is thick and clear, the new belt is light green, and the blue light reflects the virtual pavilion. Lotus frost heron lotus trail. The trunk of Du Xiangzhu is curved and red, and it is sparse.

The wind is clear and the night is full, and the water is clear and the stars move. Yes, after a light rain, the grass grew, so it moved to Hu's bed and the screen of the neck.

The banquet was reopened, and the Yaochi Lake was covered with snow and the Buddha's head was covered with mountains.

4. Beautiful sentences describing the gazebo 1. There is a gazebo beside the grass, and the trees beside it begin to shed leaves. When the yellow leaves fall from the trees with the autumn wind, they fall into the grass like flying yellow butterflies, as if sheltering the grass from the wind and rain. There is a Ficus microcarpa tree next to Li Guo, which is still so green, as if it is not afraid of the cold at all.

Don't look at this small gazebo, it is compact in structure and unique in shape, and people can't help but admire it.

Litchi trees germinate in spring. From a distance, they look like green pavilions. Soon, litchi trees will bloom as white as jade, and you can smell a floral fragrance from a distance. At this time, groups of hardworking bees will pick flowers and make honey on them, which is very lively.

4. In Tang Dynasty, Chang 'an people liked to gather under the pavilion on a lucky day, soak watermelons and plums in cold water to eat, drink and write poems, and then go home at night.

Thank you for singing on the boat in spring, speaking in the pavilion in summer, walking in the bamboo forest in autumn and keeping warm by the fire in winter. Four seasons gifts, gratitude is always there. Today is Thanksgiving Day. May you face life with a smile.

6. Shaded pavilions, goldfish swimming ponds, charming classical pavilions, bamboo forests with bamboo leaves and sand, and rockeries piled with huge stones, Yu Garden is the most famous scenic spot in Shanghai.

7. What is warmth? Warmth is a pair of hands that pull you home when you get lost; What is warmth? When injured, warmth is a "mouth stick"; What is warmth? When you are sunny and sweating like rain, warmth is a gazebo. What is warmth? When you are in trouble, warmth is your helping hand.

8. In the morning, there are stars in the distance, and the lake is hazy, just like when a fairy came down to earth. In the pavilion, the fog makes people hard to open their eyes, but if you try to open your eyes, you will see a picturesque scene: the green leaves are covered with dew and the willows are swaying in the wind. Makes you feel like you're in heaven.

9. Climbing over the eaves, pavilions and pavilions are introspection in the depths of people's souls. Its levels are uneven and its structure is exquisite. Now there are pavilions: short pavilions, long pavilions, pavilions, tea pavilions, verandahs and so on. I prefer the small pavilion in the garden. That small appearance is comfortable and tough.

10. Paul jumped up, grabbed the fence with one hand, climbed up and turned into the garden. He looked at the house hidden behind the tree and then went to the gazebo. The terrace is bare around. The wild grapes that covered the gazebo in summer have disappeared, and now there is no shelter at all.

5. The meaning of the poem about the pond (one of the poems has no title)

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The fragrant car is gone, and Xiayun is gone.

Pear flower garden dissolves the moon, and the catkin pond has a faint wind.

After several days of loneliness and injury, there is a ban on smoking.

Why send out fish books? Water and mountains grow everywhere.

Transparent small container

Yang Wanli

Spring is silent, cherish the trickle,

The shade of trees shines on the water and likes sunshine and softness.

Xiao He just showed his sharp corners,

Dragonflies have already stood on it.

Water bag dance

Zhou Bangyan in Northern Song Dynasty

Burn agarwood to relieve summer heat. Bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird. The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, the water was clear and round, and the wind blew the lotus flowers one after another.

My hometown is far away. When shall I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. Do the fishermen in May remember each other? Boat, dream into furongpu.

Li Antang

fine jade

The vast and desolate Dongjiatan,

Trees shade the entrance.

Shili Jinxiang continues to look for it.

The west wind and the bright moon are still singing.

Huanxisha

Zhang

The mountains around Pinghu shook the city, the reflection of lake light soaked the green hills, and the crystal floor wanted to watch the night.

When the fog and willow are dark, when the clouds are cloudy and the moon is full, the fireflies reveal their lotus and whisper in the morning.

Is this enough?

6. Poems about pavilions should have authors and sources. 1, Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake.

Author Bai Juyi Tang Dynasty

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, the clouds are low, and the waves on the lake are connected.

Several early orioles raced to the sunny and warm trees, and their new swallows carried mud in their nests.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually charm people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.

I like the beautiful scenery on the east bank of the West Lake best, and I haven't seen enough, especially the white sand levee under the Liu Yin of Lvyang.

Vernacular translation:

Bypassing the north of Gushan Temple, strolling in the west of Jiagong Pavilion, the lake rises and the white clouds hang low.

Several warm trees that came out early in the oriole competed for sunshine, and the new swallows were busy building nests and holding mud.

Wild flowers can be dazzling when they are competing to open, and spring grass grows taller just after crossing the horseshoe.

The beautiful scenery of the favorite lake east is unforgettable. Willow trees cross a white sand dike in rows of shade.

2. "Huanxisha, a new word and a glass of wine"

Author Yan Shu Northern Song Dynasty

A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was very old last year. When will the sunset come back?

There is nothing to do, but it seems that the familiar Yan Hui is coming. The fragrant path in the small garden lingers alone.

Vernacular translation:

Listening to a new song and drinking a glass of wine is the same as last year's weather. When will the sunset come back?

I can't help it if the flowers fall. The returning swallows seem to know each other and wander alone in the flower path of the small garden.

3, "Like a dream, always remember the sunset in Xiting"

Author Li Qingzhao Dynasty Song Dynasty

I often remember the pavilion by the stream next to the pavilion until the sun sets and I am intoxicated by the beautiful scenery.

I played until I came back, but I lost to the deep pool in Zhu Feng.

How to draw a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Europeans.

Vernacular translation:

I should always think of an outing. When I play it, I will go to dusk, and I will indulge in it and don't want to go home.

I played until I lost interest and returned by boat, but I got lost in the depths of the lotus pond.

How to get out? How to get out? The chirping, screaming and rowing caused a group of herons to sing.

4. You Chun III in Fengle Pavilion

Author Ouyang Xiu Song Dynasty

Mangroves and green hills are dying, and the grassland in the long suburbs is endless.

Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk in front of the exhibition hall in spring.

Vernacular translation:

Red flowers are full of trees, green hills are faint, and the sky is already west. The vast countryside, green grass, as far as the eye can see.

People who swim in spring are interested, so who cares if they will go in spring? In front of Fengle Pavilion, people come and go, and flowers fall everywhere.

5, "Lou Yu Chunchun Hate"

Author Yan Shu Song Dynasty

Green sheep and fragrant grass Changting road. When people are young, it is easy to abandon them. The dream on the roof is five minutes old, and it rains in March at the end of the flower.

Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality and pain. One inch is still a thousand shares. Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.

Vernacular translation:

On the verdant Guting Road, he left me as easily as a couple and boarded the boat. The bell on the roof awakened Wu Geng's dream, and the sadness in his heart was like the spring rain in March at the bottom of the flower.

Where do ruthless people know the distress of affectionate people? An inch of acacia is inextricably linked. No matter how far the horizon is, it will end one day, but only people's sadness is endless.

7. The poem about the pavilion is 1. Song of the Fairy (the second rhyme is Su Zizhan) Song Dynasty: Chen Yugu, cool and sweat-free, woke up in the afternoon, expecting charm.

The fan flicked and released, with faint fragrance and tobacco scattered at the smile. The pavilion is also a unique step. It used to be a railing, pointing to Han Yun hand in hand with the heart.

Beyond the blue sky and sunset, I believe there are now, and the book is full of sounds and thousands of turns. Standing quietly, speechless at the lotus, watching the autumn wind blink, the green turned red.

2. Drunk in the Tang Dynasty: Du Muli enjoyed the clear sky and the fairy clouds, all of which were sent to the pavilion Zhongjun. Don't say goodbye. You need it now, or you won't hear it for three years.

3. Seeking wine (the meaning of the scenery of the four seasons must be wine) Song Dynasty: the wind first arrived, the forest was green and red, and Cao Xun was happy. Blowing flowers and smelling fragrance, revealing smoke and dyeing, heaven and earth are like embroidery.

When I feel that I am coming to the south, I always use ice fans to avoid the sun. * * * Go to the summer pavilion and drink carefully.

Jiang Fengjin geese fly in autumn, the moon is empty, and Cui Bi invades the bucket. On condition that it still competes with Ju Jing and Jinyu Furong.

Wan Li is full of red clouds, scattered pheasants and flaming beasts in the furnace. It is necessary to have some water nearby, which is the most suitable.

4. Nangezi Song Dynasty: Lu Shengji Zhan Lu Pavilion, fragrant wind scattered lotus. When you are late, the moonlight is like a golden wave.

Between green and red, accompanied by snow songs. If you are young and romantic, you will have more love.

Beauty worships Chang 'e under the moon. It's not like Cowgirl and Star River Bay every other year.

5. Jade Case (Lotus Picker) Song: Chen Ting leans against the setting sun tree. After a while, it rained heavily.

Go through the willows in a canoe. The green skirt is red, similar to a flower. It goes deep into the flower.

My concubine lives in Yuanyang shop. My concubine looks like a flower and is admired by flowers.

Give the flowers to the charming young man. A bitter heart is worse than a bitter heart.