Classic poems about fog and mountains

1. Poems about mountain fog

"Sitting in the Water Pavilion at Night and Poem to Know the Fog" - Li Yi of the Tang Dynasty

The moon sets and the cold fog rises; Meditate on Haotongchuan.

The birds are twittering and the trees are scattered, and the mountains and rivers are deserted.

On the road in Momosha, outside the fields of Yuyunzhou.

Just like leaning against a distant tree, intermittent desires lead to the end of the sky.

"The clear green mist in the distant mountains" - Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty

The remaining clouds cover the green ridge, and the evening mist forms in the sky.

The belt is completely green, and the clouds are half red.

It seems that the first moon is separated and the morning breeze is blowing.

Also because they are three miles apart, the crowns and covers are connected to each other.

"Looking for Li Xiaoshu in Early Spring"

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Yuan Zhen

The spring breeze is full of clouds, and the willow branches are low in green skirts. The plum blossom contains chicken tongue and red air,

The green stripes of green flowers are scattered in the river. The orioles in the foggy mountains are still small, and the asparagus leaves are separated only by the sand.

No matter what happens today, you are looking for each other, and flirting with love is the best. 2. Poems describing mountain fog

1. Lingwu Xing (Wei Yingwu)

The sea fog in Qucheng is heavy, and the mission goes out in the early morning. Just look at the white hair on the temples, and look at the dense clothes. There is no distinction between Taoist and horsemen, and all the trees in the suburbs are as if they were lost. Fei Wei breathed in by mistake, and his skin was shuddering.

2. Wu (Li Qiao)

Duke Cao was fascinated by Chu Ze, and the Emperor of Han came out of Pingcheng. The demonic atmosphere in Zhuolu is quiet, and the color of Danshan Mountain is bright. The smoke-like flying is slightly heavier, but the rain-like scattering is lighter. If it is not a sign of a bear, I would rather think about the love of a mysterious leopard.

3. Ode to the Mist (Suweiwei)

The dense mist rises from the cave and gullies, and reaches the level of the mountains in the distance. At first glance it seems to contain a dragon sword, but it also seems to reflect a mirage. The forest is dense with rain, and the path is filled with smoke. Fang Xie Gong took the lead and finally followed Yan Fu to travel.

4. Sitting in the water pavilion at night and reading the poem "The Dawning Fog" (Li Yi)

As the moon sets and the cold fog rises, I contemplate the vastness of the river. The birds are twittering and the trees are scattered, and the mountains and rivers are all blue. On the road in Momosha, outside the fields of Yunyunzhou. Just like leaning against a distant tree, I want to stop and go to the sky.

5. Ode to the Mist (Dong Sigong)

The Cangshan Mountain is silent at dusk, and the green view is about to sink. Leopards hide in the morning in the south, and monkeys sing at night in Wu Gorge. The weather is constantly cold and the scenery is dark and dark. After visiting the public supermarket, I will go to Huayin.

6. Lotte is the month of Changzhai, and I am worried now that my bedroom is not far away, and the clouds and mist are difficult to cover (Liu Yuxi)

The scenery is full of scenery, but the clouds and mist are not covered

7. Summer Evening View (Guanxiu)

Where is Tao Kan Hanxi Temple now? There is drought and fog in Tingsha, and mountain fire shines on the plains.

8. Bodhisattva Man (Li Ye)

Floating and under the three peaks, the autumn wind often touches it. The broken heart reminds me of the fairy palace, in the hazy smoke. 3. Poems describing the fog on the mountain

Walking on the Shasha

Qin Guan

The tower is lost in the fog, the moon is lost in the river, and the Taoyuan is nowhere to be found.

It is worth noting that the lonely pavilion is closed in the cold spring, and the setting sun is setting in the sound of cuckoos.

The plum blossoms are sent by post, and the fish pass on the ruler. There are countless hates built into it.

Fortunately, the Chenjiang River flows around Chenshan Mountain. For whom does it flow down to Xiaoxiang?

"Fog"

——Li Qiao, Tang Dynasty

Duke Cao was fascinated by Chu Ze, and Emperor Han came out of Pingcheng.

The demonic atmosphere of Zhuolu is quiet, and the color of Danshan is bright.

Smoke-like flying is slightly heavier, while Fangyu-san is lighter.

If it is not a bear sign, I would rather think about the love of a mysterious leopard.

"Ode to the Mist"

——Dong Sigong of the Tang Dynasty

The silence of Cangshan Mountain has already reached dusk, and the green view is about to sink.

Leopards hide in the morning in Zhongnan, and monkeys sing at night in Wu Gorge.

The weather is cold and the scenery is dark and dark.

After visiting the public supermarket, I will go to Huayin.

"Ode to the Fog"

——Su Weiwei of the Tang Dynasty

The mist rises from the cave and gullies, and leads to the flat area in the distance.

At first glance, it seems to contain a dragon sword, but it is also suspected to reflect a mirage.

The forest is dense with rain, and the path is filled with smoke.

Fang Xie Gong surpassed the step and finally traveled with Yan Fu.

"The distant mountains are clear and green with mist"

——Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty

The remaining clouds cover the green ridge, and the evening mist hangs in the sky.

The belt is completely green, and the clouds are half red.

It seems that the first moon is separated and the morning breeze is blowing.

Also because they are three miles apart, the crowns and covers are connected to each other.

"The Fog in the Flower Garden"

——Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty

The orchid atmosphere has already filled the palace, and the new stamens are half-dressed.

The color contains light and heavy fog, and the fragrance attracts the wind.

The trees are thick and blue, and the flowers are thin and red.

It is still raining, as if it is far away in the sky.

"Sitting in the water pavilion at night and writing poems to understand the fog"

——Li Yi of the Tang Dynasty

The moon sets and the cold fog rises, and I contemplate the vast river.

The birds are twittering and the trees are scattered, and the mountains and rivers are deserted.

On the road in Momosha, outside the fields of Yuyunzhou.

Just like leaning against a distant tree, intermittent desires lead to the end of the sky.

"Lingwu Xing"

——Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty

The sea fog in Qucheng is heavy, and the mission goes out in the early morning.

The vast sky merges with the sky, and the bright sun melts into the sky.

Just look at the white hair on the temples, and look at the dense clothes.

There is no distinction between road and horsemen, and all the trees in the suburbs are as if they were lost.

Fei Wei accidentally inhaled, and her skin became swollen and trembled.

Let’s drink a cup after returning home, and the common people will suffer from the disease.

Spring River Flower Moonlight Night

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Zhang Ruoxu Genre: Yuefu

The tide of the Spring River reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide.

Where is the spring river without the moonlight?

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like sleet.

The frost is flying in the sky unknowingly, and the white sand on the pavilion cannot be seen.

The river and sky are completely dust-free, and there is only a solitary moon in the bright sky.

Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people?

Life is endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar year after year.

I don’t know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending flowing water.

The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the Qingfeng Pu is full of sorrow.

Whose family is cheating tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower?

The poor moon wanders upstairs, it should be seen away from the makeup mirror.

The jade door curtain cannot be rolled away, and it comes back after being beaten on the anvil of clothing.

At this time, we are looking at each other but not hearing each other, and I hope that the moonlight will shine on you.

The swans fly so long that the light never reaches them, and the fishes and dragons dive and leap into the water.

Last night I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, and it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring.

The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has set in the west again.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang road is endless.

I wonder how many people will return by the moon? Falling flowers are shaking the trees in the river.

Poems about the River in Heavy Fog

What a great Yangtze River! It borders Min and E to the west, Sanwu to the south, and Jiuhe to the north. It gathers hundreds of rivers and flows into the sea, creating waves throughout the ages. As far as Long Bo, Hai Ruo, Jiang Fei, jellyfish, a thousand-foot-long whale, nine centipedes in the sky, ghosts and strange creatures, all gathered together. It is a place where ghosts and gods rely, and a place where heroes fight and defend.

At this time, yin and yang are in chaos, and there is no distinction between pleasure and pleasure. I was surprised by the color of the sky and the sudden heavy fog. Although the paycheck cannot be seen, the sound of the golden drum can be heard. At the beginning, if it is dim, the leopards in the southern mountains are hidden; gradually it becomes full, and the leopards in the northern sea are lost. Then it connects to the high sky and drops to the thick earth; it is vast and boundless. The whale salamander comes out of the water and makes waves, and the dragon dives into the abyss and exhales.

Another example is the plum rain gathering in the rain, and the spring clouds brewing the cold; The shore of Chaisang is missing in the east, and the mountain of Xiakou is missing in the south.

Thousands of warships sank in the rocks and ravines; a single fishing boat appeared and disappeared in the waves.

The sky is dark, and the morning sun loses its color; when it returns to daytime, it becomes dim, and Danshan Mountain turns into green water. Although the wisdom of Yu the Great cannot measure its shallowness and depth; how can Li Lou's wisdom be discerned even within a short distance? So Feng Yi calmed down the waves and used the screen to withdraw his power; the fish and turtles fled, and the birds and beasts disappeared. Cut off the Penglai Island and secretly surround the Changhe Palace. It rushes in a trance, like a sudden rain coming; chaotic, like the cold clouds that want to unite.

It can contain poisonous snakes, which cause miasma; it can contain evil spirits, which can cause disasters. It brings illness and misfortune to the world, and causes wind and dust outside the Great Wall. When a small citizen encounters an untimely death, the adults watch with emotion. Gai will return to the ancient times, and the sky and the earth will be divided into large pieces. 4. Sentences and poems describing mountains and fog

1: (Sentence) At the easternmost edge of the earth, a red sun rises slowly, through The morning mist rose slowly and spurted out. In a trance, only an orange-red fireball could be seen rising slowly, reflecting the earth into a bright light.

The sky is as clear as blue, and the bright sunshine is shining down from the gaps between the dense pine needles, forming thick and thin beams of light, illuminating the tree shadows with gauze-like mist. Bright.

The beautiful morning sun has already jumped out from behind the mountains in the east. The red clouds are overflowing, blending with the slowly rising morning mist in the valley, changing the halo of five lights and ten colors.

2: (Poetry)

The Yinling Mountains in Zhongnan are beautiful, and the snow is floating in the clouds.

The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.

The clouds are blowing against the green wall, and the sound of the river is flowing over the white sand.

The remaining clouds cover the green ridge, and the evening mist forms in the sky.

The fog on the balcony has begun to lift. Dreaming about the green water in Nagisa. The distant mountains are hidden but visible

Please refer to it. If you are satisfied, please adopt it, thank you! 5. What are the poems that describe "fog-shrouded mountain peaks"

1. The summer clouds in Mount Tai are like white waves rising from the East China Sea.

From "Single Father Nanlou Repays Dou Gongheng in Early Autumn" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

The white dew disappears with the sun, and the beauty withers with the frost. If you look down upon me, I will say goodbye to you.

Mount Tai is high and the summer clouds are there, it is suspected that the white waves are rising in the East China Sea. Scattered up into the Feiyu River, but the distant curtain rolled up the floating eaves.

Zhijun is sitting alone under the Qingxuan Pavilion. At this time, we have the same thoughts. I closed the south building and read Taoism, and I was in the fairyland in silence behind the curtain.

When there is no good thing to come to visit, Lair Gao Wen will give it together.

Definition:

Time flies by so fast, just like dew dries when it sees the sun, and red flowers wilt when they are hit by frost. Since I parted from you, it seems that the spring flowers have been replaced by autumn branches in a blink of an eye. There are lofty summer clouds on the top of Mount Tai, and there are mountains on the mountain, which look like white waves from the East China Sea. Clouds and flying rain rush from the river, picking up floating dust and going straight into your beaded curtains. I also know that you must be sitting alone in the room at this time, and I also know that you must be missing me at this time.

I was reading Taoism alone in the South Tower, feeling quiet and leisurely as if I was in the abode of a god. It's a pity that there is no one who likes to make a scene to bring the wine. I can only hope that you can write a touching article to cheer me up!

2. Sometimes the clouds are as high as the peaks, and the mountains are endless.

From "Poppy Beauty·Yingsongluan Peak" written by Hou Wenyao of the Qing Dynasty

Sometimes the clouds are as high as the peak, and the mountains are not relaxed. Looking at the rocky wall, the sky is still green.

Sometimes the peaks are at odds with the clear clouds, and dewdrops are not allowed to drop lightly. Especially the delicate color, the shade depends on your strength.

Definition:

For a time, the clouds and peaks gathered together, and the green pines between the peaks were unclear. Looking at the clouds nestled on the rock wall on the other side, they are still connected to the sky. Sometimes the mountain peaks are hostile to the weather and do not allow a single drop of dew, especially if the color is like wine, the shades of which follow the strength of the cliff.

3. The bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.

From "Guanshan Moon" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.

Han descended to Baideng Road, and Hu glanced at Qinghai Bay. The origin of the battle was that no one returned.

When the garrison guests look at the border towns, their faces are full of sorrow as they think about returning home. The tall building is like this night, sighing is not enough.

Definition:

A bright moon rises from the Qilian Mountains and passes through the vast sea of ??clouds. The mighty wind swept through Wanliguan Mountain and came to the border pass where the border guards were stationed. At that time, Han soldiers were directly targeting the Baishan Mountain Road, while Tubo coveted large areas of Qinghai's rivers and mountains. These are the places where battles have been fought over the ages, and few soldiers who went on the expedition survived.

The garrison soldiers looked at the border town, their faces looking forward to returning home were so miserable and sad! When the wives of soldiers and soldiers in the high-rise buildings of this house were sighing in sorrow, they probably did not stop.

4. The clouds behind the green mountains are still there, and four or five peaks in the southeast are drawn.

From "Looking South of Berlin Temple" written by Lang Shiyuan of the Tang Dynasty

I can hear the jingshe bell in the distance on the stream, and the boats are moored in the narrow diameter of the deep pine trees.

The clouds behind the green mountains are still there, and four or five peaks in the southeast are drawn. (Southeast One: Southwest)

Interpretation:

While sailing on the stream, I heard the long ringing of the temple bells. After parking the boat and climbing up the steps, the mountain road winds through the secret pine forest.

It is sunny after the rain, the mountains are green, and the white clouds are floating leisurely. Looking to the southwest, the four or five green peaks are even more lush, as if they had just been painted.

5. Walk to a waterless place and sit down to watch the clouds rise.

From "Zhongnan Farewell" written by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

He was quite good at Taoism in his middle age, and in his later years he came to the southern border of the mountains. Every time I go alone when I am happy, I know my victory in vain.

Walk to a water-poor place and sit down to watch the clouds rise. Occasionally, I visited Lin Sou, chatting and laughing for a long time.

Definition:

After middle age, he had a strong desire to be good at Taoism, and it was not until his later years that he settled on the edge of Zhongnan Mountain. When I am interested, I often go out alone to play, and I appreciate and indulge myself in happy things. Sometimes I walk to the end of the water to find its source, and sometimes I sit and watch the rising clouds and mist change ever-changingly. Occasionally, I met a village elder in the woods. I chatted and laughed with him and often forgot to return home. 6. Sentences about Yuwu Mountain

Sentences about mountains shrouded in clouds and mist

1. Fog has such magical power. It is colorful and unpredictable. It gives this group of people The mountains add infinite charm; nearby, the grass is green, the forest is like the sea, and the green daisy is solemn.

2. Thin clouds and mist cover the mountain peaks.

3. On a rainy day after autumn, the mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, just like a fairyland.

4. Fog swims in the mountains, like a painter splashing ink, turning the original mountains into landscapes and creating pictures.

5. The green mountains are faintly flowing in the middle, where can the cave sky and clouds come from?

6. The fog in Shuangfeng Mountain is a living fog. The beautiful morning mist is like the daughter of the mountain, kissing her mother's cheek. She seems to have been cared for by her mother, and returns her flowing beauty to the tourists. When you are immersed in her charm, a red sun will rise unknowingly. At this moment, the sun seems like a big yellow and red apple, showing people an even more wonderful charm.

7. The sky suddenly turned into a clear mountain curtain, and the clouds still contained stone clothes.

8. The fog in Shuangfeng Mountain is a warm fog. She seems to be a huge freehand painting, hanging down from the sky, making the bamboo sea seem to be hidden and visible, and the spring water to condense and flow. She does not belong to the kind of thick fog that locks the mountains and the mountains, which makes people breathless, nor is it the sparse mist that makes people boring. The wonderful thing about her is that she seems to be invisible and appears, giving people a sense of mystery; the wonderful thing about her is that she is quiet and elegant, giving people a fresh and natural feeling; the wonderful thing about her is that she is white and kind, giving people a sense of mystery. With a warm feeling.