Write a poem about the beautiful scenery on the river in the evening

1. Poetry about the beautiful scenery on the river in the evening

Poetry about the beautiful scenery on the river in the evening 1. Meng Haoran's Poems Describing the Scenery of the Late River

Lindongting

The autumn water rises and almost blends with the shore, mixing water and sky with the sky. Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.

I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.

Spend the night on Jiande River.

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.

Spring Morning

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

I thought of Xin in the summer in Nange.

The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.

The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me.

Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.

On Zhang's Autumn in Country-specific Mountains

Facing the white Yun Qi Fu Feifei on the mountain ridge, I can enjoy myself as a hermit. Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese.

Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn. Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest.

The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon. I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.

Ye Ye stayed in the mountains all night, waiting for Ding.

The sunset passed through the mountains in the west, and the valley in Qian Shan was suddenly dark and quiet. The moon in the moon pine is refreshing at night, and the sound of the wind is particularly clear.

There is almost no firewood in the mountains, and the birds have just returned to their resting place. Ding promised to stay in the temple tonight and play the piano alone on the mountain road.

Return to Mount Lumeng at night.

In the evening, the bell of the temple echoed in the valley, and a noisy voice sounded at Yulu Ferry.

When others walked along the river bank to their homes, I also took a boat to Liumen Mountain.

The moonlight at the deer gate made the mountain tree appear, and I suddenly came to the seclusion of exile.

Lonely mountain road and quiet forest road, only hermits come and go gracefully here.

Climb Yanshan Mountain with friends.

When things change, time is often the time to form ancient and modern times. Now we can climb the mountain to visit the historical sites preserved all over the country.

Weir water shows the river surface, and Yunmengze is cold and mysterious. Yang's monument still exists, and we cried and read it.

Hanjiang's early pregnancy.

The south is a wilderness, because leaves are falling, and the wind from the north makes the water cold. My home is wandering by the river, and the sea of clouds is far away.

Tears of homesickness in the journey, see the back of the sail on the horizon. The smoke in the wind blurs where the ferry can be, and the vast river ripples in the sunset.

On returning to Nanshan at the end of the year

Don't write to the North Yard again, let me go back to the old hut in the old Nanshan. I have no reason to decide to give up my point of view. My old and many sick friends have stopped practicing.

The frequency of white hair is that people are getting more and more every day, and spring is coming to force them to die. Therefore, I lay awake and meditated in the moonlight under the shadow of pine trees in the empty window period.

Guogurenzhuang

This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.

Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

From Qin State to Buddha Yuan

If I have enough means to live in seclusion, how happy I will be to find a mountain! . It is not my will to stay in Chang 'an. My heart for Lindong School will miss my teacher.

Gold burns like firewood, and ambition fades. The evening breeze blows a bleak breeze, and the cicada sounds melancholy.

From a berth in Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou

Monkeys whimper in the dark mountains, and the river rushes 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.

2. Praise the beautiful ancient poems at night by the river.

1, Mujiangge-Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green. The loveliest thing is the ninth day of September. The bright pearl's bright crescent moon is shaped like a bow.

A sunset sank into the river, and the river was half green and half brilliant red. The loveliest thing is the night on the third day of September, which is as bright as pearls and crescent as a bow.

2. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night-Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

Looking around, the sky is covered with dark clouds, the ground is as dark as a cloud, the river is invisible, the path is unknown, and only the lights on the ship are bright. When you see flowers with dew tomorrow morning, Chengdu will be full of flowers.

3. One Night in a Foreign Country-Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast. The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.

The breeze blows the fine grass on the river bank, and the high-masted boat is moored alone at night. The stars are hanging in the sky, and Ye Ping looks very broad; The moonlight is surging with the waves, and the river is rolling eastward.

4. Moonlit Night on the Spring River-Tang Dynasty: Zhang

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.

There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky. Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?

The river winds around Yuan Ye, where there are many flowers and plants. The moonlight shines on the blooming trees like fine snow beads. The moonlight is like frost, so the frost cannot be observed. The white sand and moonlight on the mainland blend together and can't be seen clearly.

The river and the sky are the same color, without any tiny dust, only a solitary moon hangs high in the sky. Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did the moon on the river first shine on people?

5. a night-mooring near maple bridge-Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji

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.

The moon has set, crows keep crowing, autumn frost is all over the sky, maple trees on the river set off the fishing fire on the boat, leaving me alone to sleep. In the lonely and quiet Hanshan Temple outside Gusu, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached my passenger ship.

3. Poems describing the evening scene

Half the river rustles and half the river is red.

The setting sun is infinitely beautiful and buried by the coming night.

Sang Yu, don't be late, because there are still clouds all over the sky.

The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain.

The independent bridge is full of sleeves, and Lin Ping returns to the new moon.

Drink for you to persuade the sunset, and leave the sunset among the flowers.

When will the sunset come back? Helpless, let the flowers fall, Yan returns, deja vu.

Gu Teng old trees faint crow, small bridges flowing water, ancient roads and fine horses, the sun sets, heartbroken people all over the world.

The flat forest is vast and smoky, and the cold mountain area is compassionate.

On a cool night, the moonlight blooms, and I miss the shadow of Lou Yuyao's shop. The sky shines on Qinhuai.

Zhu Lan alone at dusk, southwest crescent.

Attach two favorite songs.

The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest.

All the accounts are in no mood, missing the place and the blue boat.

Holding hands and staring at tears, I was speechless and choked up.

Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.

Love hurts and leaves since ancient times.

What's more, it is a cold autumn festival.

Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.

This past year should be a good time and a good scene in name only.

Customs are strange, who to talk to.

Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon is born on the sea.

I travel thousands of miles with the waves, and there is no moon by the river.

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.

Frost flows in the air, but it can't be seen on the white sand.

There is no dust in the sky, and there is a solitary moon wheel in the sky.

Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?

Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but the Yangtze River sends water.

The white clouds have gone, and the green maple is sad.

Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?

Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.

The jade curtain won't roll up, so brush it back on the anvil.

At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.

The swan goose flies for a long time, and the fish Long Qian jumps into the water.

Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and spring had not come back.

In spring, the river flows away, and it falls on the moon and leans to the west.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.

I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.