Ship Poems in Tang Poetry

1. The ancient poem about the ship, Li Bai's speech to Bai Di, the last sentence that the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man, and I will ride the wind and waves one day, raise my muddy sails and build a bridge in the deep sea; Since the world can't satisfy our desire, tomorrow I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat; There was news from relatives or friends, but I was old and sick. I was alone with my boat, whose mountains and rivers were green and Du Fu, whose windows were covered with snow in Xiling, and Wu Dong Wan Li boat was moored at the door.

Liu Yuxi sank in Qian Fan, in front of Wan Muchun's sick tree; One of Zhang Ji's night ships was moored near Fengqiao, Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, and the midnight bell rang the passenger ship. Liu Zongyuan's boat, a bamboo cloak, An old man was fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. In the poem, Zhang Xiaoxiang Nian Nujiao screams alone and doesn't know what happened in the past and now. Li Qingzhao's "Wulingchun" is afraid that the ship will not move, and Su Shi's "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia" is worried by many people and lost in smoke and laughter. There are many more, so let's start by throwing bricks and attracting jade here. . .

2. The spring tide is late and the rain is urgent, and no one crosses the boat in the wild-Wei Xixi's Chuzhou poem.

A boat, a bamboo coat and an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue —— Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.

Li Bai was about to leave by boat when he suddenly heard someone singing on the shore-Li Bai's "To Wang Lun"

Li Bai's "Difficult to Go to the Sky" will sometimes ride the wind and waves, straighten my turbid sails and bridge the deep and deep sea.

Du Fu's quatrains window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and Wan Li is moored at the door.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. Night berth near Zhangjifeng Bridge

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Du Fu in Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

Fishing came back, but I was too lazy to tie the rope and let the fishing boat drift in the wind; At this time, the waning moon is already in the west, but I am sleeping soundly. Sikongshu

Completely drunk, I can't see the sky in the water. A ship full of dreams sank into the Milky Way. Tang Wenru's Caoqinghu Lake in Longyang County

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Shui Han fish don't eat in the quiet night, and the boat is full and empty.

There must always be a boat crossing when sleeping on the bridge, and running water should not compete with stubborn rocks.

I came to Jiang Yu's accommodation boat at night, and I couldn't bear to sleep.

In the moonlight, the curtains on the boat roll, and the fragrant dew is heavier than the flowers and trees on the shore.

3. About the ancient poem about the boat 1, we meandered along the green hills, and my boat and I walked along the green waters. A mooring at the foot of North Fort Hill in Tangwang Bay.

2. The apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man. Tang Li Bai's "Early Making Baidicheng"

3. On the side of the sunken ship, Qian Fan and Wan Muchun are in front of the sick tree. Liu Tang's Imperial Seal "The First Meeting of Yangzhou Rewards Lotte"

4, Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell to the passenger ship. Zhang Qing followed a night and parked near Fengqiao.

Water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles. Tang Li Bai bid farewell to his friends at Jingmen Ferry.

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4. Poems describing the clippers in Tang poetry and Song poetry: When the North Korean emperor spoke in colorful clouds, the banks of Jiangling, thousands of miles away, couldn't stop crying, and the canoe had passed Chung Shan Man. (Li Bai&; lt； Arrive in Baidicheng early >)

The poem describing the most infatuated person in Tang poetry and Song poetry: once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever; Looking back at the flowers lazily is half cultivation and half emperor. (Yuan Zhen &; lt； Five Poems (4) >)

The longest poem describing hair in Tang poetry and Song poetry: white hair and three thousands of feet, sorrow like a long beard. I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror. (Li Bai< Qiupu Song >)

The poem describing the largest snowflake in Tang poetry and Song poetry: Yanshan snowflake is as big as a seat. Its fragments blew down XuanYuanTai (Li Bai&; lt； North wind shape >)

5. Ancient poems related to ships 1. Drunk book in Wang Hu Building on June 27th.

Author Su Shi, Song Dynasty

Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.

Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.

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Dark clouds surge up, just like splashing ink, but a mountain is exposed on the horizon. The splash caused by heavy rain is like white beads and gravel, splashing on the boat. Suddenly, the wind swept in and dispersed the dark clouds all over the sky. The water in the West Lake was as blue as a mirror, bright and gentle.

Second, the night parking near Fengqiao.

Author Zhang Ji, Tang Dynasty,

Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

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The moon sets, crows crow and the sky is cold. They sleep sadly on the maple trees and fishing fires by the river. In the lonely and quiet Hanshan Ancient Temple outside Gusu City, the bell ringing at midnight reached the passenger ship.

Third, the ship passed Anren.

Author Yang, Wan Lichao, Song,

On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat.

No wonder it didn't rain. They opened the umbrella. They didn't want to protect the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward.

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On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat. No wonder they open umbrellas when it doesn't rain. It turned out that they didn't want to shelter from the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward.

Fourth, picking lotus songs.

Author Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty,

The rhombic leaves are full of light and wind, and the boat is deep in lotus.

Every lang wants to bow his head and laugh, and Biyu scratches his head and falls into the water.

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Diamond-shaped leaves float on the water, lotus leaves sway with the wind, and the boat picking lotus leaves in the depths of lotus flowers flies briskly. When the girl picking lotus met her sweetheart, she wanted to say hello to him and was afraid of jokes, so she bowed her head and smiled shyly. Carelessly, the Hosta on her head fell into the water.

The scenery from Fuchun to Yanling is very good.

Author Ji Yun, Qing Dynasty.

Like clouds in spring, as thick as thin smoke, the long shadows of trees are reflected on the river.

As the sun sets, I can't help but open the tent and sit. The river view of Fuchun River seems to be green.

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As thick as clouds in spring and as thin as smoke, the shadows of green trees are reflected on the river.

As the sun sets, I can't help but push open the awning and sit down. The landscape of Fuchun River seems to be green.

6. Ancient Poems of Four Seasons —— (Full Poems) Four poems describing spring in each season: 1, Hui Chong Chunjiang Evening Scene (Song Dynasty), Su Shi's Peach Blossom Outside the Bamboo, and Spring River Plumbing Duck Prophet. Artemisia selengensis is covered with short reed buds, which is the time when puffer fish want to fuck. 2. Jiang Nanchun (Tang Dynasty) Du Mu, thousands of miles away, sang green and reflected red. 4. quatrains (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu and two orioles sang green willows, and a line of egrets went up to the sky. The window contains Xiling Snow, and the Wu Dong Wan Li boated at the door. The ancient poems describing summer are: 1, Four Seasons Pastoral Poetry (Song Dynasty), Fan Chengda Plum Blossom, Plum Blossom and Thin Cauliflower. No one has ever fallen on the long fence, only dragonflies and butterflies. Shut up suddenly. 3. Koike (Song) Yang Wanli's eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of the trees shines on the water. The river only shows sharp corners, and dragonflies have long stood on his head. On the pond (Tang), Bai Juyi's baby propped up a boat and stole the white lotus back. Without knowing the hidden traces, duckweed blooms together. Ancient poems describing autumn: 1, hiking (. Frost leaves are red in February. 2. Looking at Dongting Lake (Tang Dynasty) from a distance, Liu Yuxi's lake lights and autumn moon set each other off, and there was no wind mirror on the pool surface. Looking at Dongting Lake from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate. 3. When the autumn wind comes, Mix sends the geese back to the hospital, and the lonely tree smells first-"Autumn Wind Guide" Liu Yuxi 4. Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times, and I said that autumn wins spring. Liu Yuxi's ancient poems describing winter: 1, (Tang), Liu Zongyuan, no birds in the mountains, no footprints in a thousand paths, a boat with a leaf, a bamboo cloak, and an old man fishing in the cold river-snow. 2. Plum Blossom (Song Dynasty), a corner of plum blossom in Wang Anshi's works, is a unique flower. I know from a distance that it is not snow, but it has a faint fragrance. 3. the owner of furong mountain who stays in every snow (. (Don Bai Juyi).

7. Ancient poems related to ships 1. On June 27th, Drunk Book at Wanghu Building was written by Su Shi. In the Song Dynasty, the dark clouds covered the mountains, and the white rain jumped into the boat.

Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle. Dark clouds surge up, just like splashing ink, but a mountain is exposed on the horizon. The splash caused by heavy rain is like white beads and gravel, splashing on the boat.

Suddenly, the wind swept in and dispersed the dark clouds all over the sky. The water in the West Lake was as blue as a mirror, bright and gentle. Second, the author of the Tang Dynasty stayed at night near Fengqiao, and Jiang Feng caught fire and slept.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. The moon sets, crows crow and the sky is cold. They sleep sadly on the maple trees and fishing fires by the river.

In the lonely and quiet Hanshan Ancient Temple outside Gusu City, the bell ringing at midnight reached the passenger ship. Third, the boat crossed the two children of the fishing boat of Yang, the author of Anren in Wanli Dynasty, and stopped on the boat.

No wonder it didn't rain. They opened the umbrella. They didn't want to protect the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward. On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat.

No wonder they open umbrellas when it doesn't rain. It turned out that they didn't want to shelter from the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward. Fourthly, Bai Juyi, the author of "Song of Picking Lotus", was in the Tang Dynasty. Lingling's leaves were swaying in the waves, and the boat was deep in the lotus.

Every lang wants to bow his head and laugh, and Biyu scratches his head and falls into the water. Diamond-shaped leaves float on the water, lotus leaves sway with the wind, and the boat picking lotus leaves in the depths of lotus flowers flies briskly.

When the girl picking lotus met her sweetheart, she wanted to say hello to him and was afraid of jokes, so she bowed her head and smiled shyly. Carelessly, the Hosta on her head fell into the water. The scenery from Fuchun to Yanling is very good. The author Ji Yunchao is as clear as spring, as light as smoke, and as green as the river is uneven.

As the sun sets, I can't help but open the tent and sit. The river view of Fuchun River seems to be green. The translation is as thick as a spring cloud and as light as smoke, and the shadows of green trees are reflected on the river.

As the sun sets, I can't help but push open the awning and sit down. The landscape of Fuchun River seems to be green.

8. An ancient poem with a boat crossed a field without a boat.

Jiang Xue.

Author: Liu Zongyuan

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.

A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

Night parking on Jiande River.

Author: Meng Haoran

Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.

My window framed the snow-covered western hills.

My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.

At dawn, I left the White King City which stood in colorful clouds.

A thousand miles of rivers will return in one day.

The screams of monkeys on both sides of the strait

When my boat left behind ten thousand mountains.

Berthing Guazhou

Wang Anshi

A water room in Guazhou, Jingkou,

Zhongshan is separated by only a few mountains.

The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green,

When will the bright moon shine on me? Night berth near Fengqiao

Hanshan Temple outside Gusu,

The midnight bell arrived at the passenger ship.

At dawn, I left the White King City which stood in colorful clouds.

A thousand miles of rivers will return in one day.

The screams of monkeys on both sides of the strait

When my boat left behind ten thousand mountains.