Wei's boat poems

1. Zhou Shi: The spring rain came late and hurried, and no one crossed 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

The following does not include the names of writers and poems ~

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.

2. Wei's poem about "boat" 1 first. Hu ting enjoys a banquet in the west.

When the sun rises, you can see clearly. Letters from home began to flourish, and spring outing was mighty.

Speaking of literary lovers, I love this lonely boat. There are long waves and horizontal clouds in the green fields.

The imperial court is tired every day and has a wide inner space. The wine is full today. May you do your best.

Second, the Nantang Boat Festival will last for six seasons.

When you are tired, you can swim back to the pond by canoe. The breeze is blowing around Chang Lin.

Clouds are full of water and the rain is cool. It is better to write about diligence than to sue China.

Third, since Gong Luozhou entered the Yellow River, he sent friends to the county.

Castle peak between the two banks, the boat sails eastward, the southeast of the valley is open, and the river is connected with the Yellow River. Sparse trees are faintly visible on the horizon, and the sunset is swaying in the rushing river.

How old is an isolated village near the Iraqi coast? A wild goose is flying under the north wind in Chuqing. I want to tell the officials and friends roaming in Romania that my heart is like a boat without a tether.

Fourth, carry forward the book at the beginning and give it to Senior Colonel Yuan.

Kai Chuang said goodbye to my dear friend, and the ship sailed into the vast expanse of smoke. After sculling to Luoyang, the shadow of Xiao Zhong is still far around Guangling tree.

I'm going to break up with you today. When and where can we meet again? The human world is like a boat on the waves. Can the flow direction of the river be controlled by itself?

Five, pregnant, send relatives and friends in Guangling.

The previous boat has been paralyzed, and whoever wants to cross it must treat each other. Autumn mountain rises at dusk, and it rains even the sea.

The storm was full of thoughts, and Su He's face changed. Alone in the southeast, where is Guangling.

Six, send Xuancheng Road clerk

On the river in Xuancheng county, when the ship is far away. Yunlin Xiejiazhai and Shanshui Jingting Temple.

Ji is more leisurely and leisurely, and swimming is more poetic. All the doors are drunk, and this wait is several years.

P.S., that's all for the time being, but you can find it again ~ ~

3. Poems related to ships: The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has already passed Chung Shan Man and arrived in Baidicheng early.

At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu, the bell of the passenger ship rang at midnight. A night berth near Zhangjifeng Bridge.

The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and the solitary sails come from the sun. Looking at Tianmen Mountain by Li Bai

The lonely sail is far away from the sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. Li Bai's farewell to Meng Haoran on his way to Yangzhou.

Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are all bright. Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

When I am happy, I will go back to the boat at night and go into the depths of the lotus. Li Qingzhao is dreaming. She often remembers the sunset in Xiting.

Book indignation and land travel

I don't know the difficulties in the world at an early age, and the Central Plains looks like a mountain.

It snowed all night in the building, and the autumn wind dispersed in the iron horse.

Stuffed on the Great Wall, making empty promises, the sideburns in the mirror have long faded.

When you debut, you can say your real name, but you can't fight for a thousand years.

Two Poems of Chen Yinque's Seven Rhymes (Ⅰ)

Cross the ocean, the autumn boat breaks the waves, and the south wind reaches Guazhou overnight.

Heroes are exhausted in the old base area of Shicheng, and the Yangtze River flows day and night.

Say goodbye to fishing boat fans to live and seal up their dreams of waiting for rainy days.

Eight articles and Ai Du's songs exist, and this hatred continues to die.

Poems about ships (1)

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. -Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande River"

Under the long dike, the spring water is long and slowly flows through the Zhanghe River. Don't listen to the voice urging you to go. You can't sail in a shallow place like Taoxi. -Wang Zhihuan's "Banquet Speech"

Listen to the cries of apes, listen to the river rushing in the dark. The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river. Jiande's scenery is good, but it's not my hometown. I still miss my old friends in Yangzhou. Recalling those two lines of tears that I couldn't restrain, I looked at the west side of the west bank and sent sadness to Yangzhou. -Meng Haoran's "From Tonglu to Yangzhou"

Alone in the boat, on the moon in Fenglin, Zheng and the guest center are divided. The ridge color is heavy and heavy, and the string is broken and the tears are deep. -Wang Changling, "Listen to the Flowing Tone"

Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles. -Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry"

Poems about ships (2)

Leaves fall to the south and the north wind is bleak. My home is wandering by the river, and the sea of clouds is far away. I walked forward. I cried until my tears ran out and I returned to the sky. The smoke in the wind blurs where the ferry can be, and the vast river ripples in the sunset. -Meng Haoran's Early Cold Pregnancy

Jason Wu, as a hometown connected with water, it is slim for you to go to Chunjiang. Where do the sails anchor at sunset? As far as the horizon is concerned, it breaks people's intestines. -Meng Haoran's "Send Du Fourteen Down to Jiangnan"

Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon. -Li Bai's Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou.

The spring tide comes late and the rain comes urgent, and no one crosses the boat in the wild —— Wei Xixi Chuzhou

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

Poems about ships (3)

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

Braving the Wind and Waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea —— Li Bai's Difficult Travel

The window contains autumn snow thousands of miles from Xiling, at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating-Du Fu's quatrains.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. -Zhang Ji is a night stop near Fengqiao.

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

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

Further reading: famous poems about ships

1. The spring tide comes late and the rain comes urgent, and no one crosses the boat-Wei Wu Ying is in Xixi Chuzhou.

2. Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard a song on the shore-Li Bai's "To Wang Lun".

3. The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man —— Li Bai's "Early Sending Baidicheng"

4. it is hard to go sometimes braves the wind and waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea-Li Bai's it is hard to go.

5. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-Snow-Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.

4. Poems about ships are cold in the north wind.

When will the north wind return to the south?

When will it be returned:

Abandon the lonely sail,

Boarded the passenger ship again.

Like smoke, the past has become a joke,

China is full of joy.

All smiles:

Firecrackers sounded,

Another year.

6. golden pheasant with hibiscus

Song Chun,

Leisure is plum blossom and a piano.

A piano:

Say goodbye to you,

Tears poured down.

Quancheng's past is a cloud of smoke,

Announce the morning glory of the cock.

For beauty:

If you don't scream,

A blockbuster!

7. A small hidden picture of spring.

Cold and light,

The iron horse fights thousands of miles, and it is stupid.

Against stupidity:

The milky way is turning,

Turn the tide.

When will Zhuangbie Spring City be returned?

Qilu Hao Ying is a teenager.

As a teenager:

Have a strong heart,

Go ahead.

5. Poetry 1 is related to "boat". We wound our way under the blue mountain,

Me and my boat, along the green water.

(Wang Wan's "The Mountain in the North")

Water brings you the feeling of home,

Tow your boat for 300 miles.

(Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry")

3. Go back to the boat at night,

Mistaken into the depths of lotus.

(Li Qingzhao's dream)

Li Bai will go by boat,

Suddenly I heard the sound of stepping on a song.

(Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun)

When my boat was moored in the fog,

As the sun fades, old memories begin.

(Meng Haoran's "Jiande River Sleeping at Night")

6. The rain brought by the spring tide comes late and comes quickly.

Wild crossing, no boat crossing.

(Wei Wuying: In Xixi Chuzhou)

7. People on the river,

But I like the beauty of perch.

Look at a boat,

In the storm.

(Fan Zhongyan's Fisherman on the River)

8. A boat, a bamboo cloak,

An old man was fishing in the cold river snow.

(Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")

9. I will sit on a fishing rod and lazily lean against the stream.

But I suddenly dreamed of driving a boat and sailing towards the sun.

(Li Bai: "Difficult to Go")

10. Bamboo whispered to the laundry girl who came home.

The lotus leaf gave in before the fishing boat.

(Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Mountains)

1 1. Because the world can't satisfy our desire,

Tomorrow I will loosen my hair and go fishing.

(Li Bai: "Difficult to Go")

12. The apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait kept crying.

The canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man.

(Li Bai's "Early Sending Baidicheng")

6. 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, 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.

7. Respondents to the poem Ship: hjfhhq- Hua Tan 1 1 grade10-12: 53.

1. The spring tide comes late and the rain comes urgent, and no one crosses the boat-Wei Wu Ying is in Xixi Chuzhou.

2. Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard a song on the shore-Li Bai's "To Wang Lun".

3. The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man —— Li Bai's "Early Sending Baidicheng"

4. it is hard to go sometimes braves the wind and waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea-Li Bai's it is hard to go.

5. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-Snow-Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.

The northern fish plays with lotus leaves, and the morning sun moves slightly. Zhu looked back, slightly back to the boat.

Sea passengers ride the daytime wind and sail their ships far away. For example, birds in the clouds disappear without a trace.

Rover always wore a bun at first, while Fang Hui was petite. Before returning to the ship, the moon sets and the spring sleep always dawns.

Water is like a horse, and this place is flat. Kang can take advantage of the bright moon to see flowers on the wine boat.

The ship sailed for Guangling, and the moon shone and landed. Mountain flowers are like embroidered cheeks, and Jiang Huo is like fireflies.

Come to Xiange to listen to string songs, and then go to Huating to watch and continue. Chi Pan fell in love with wine, and Pukou returned to the boat to cherish lotus.