A poem in search of a stream.

1, a poem from Jinshan to Yinshan written by Qiu Chuji, a real person in Changchun in Yuan Dynasty: On the east bank of Yinshan Jinshan, thousands of rocks and valleys converge into deep streams. Lying on the rocks in the stream, wheels and hooves are not allowed in ancient and modern times. ……

2. Wanshan is not allowed to run the stream, which makes it ring day and night. Before you go, go to the foot of the mountain and drive out the stream in Qiancun. Source: Song Yang Wanli "Gui Yuan Pu"

3. Upstairs is correct: it is "Spring is silent and precious ..."

4. Du Xun River Creek Xingshan Rain Creek winds its fishing line, and the bottom of Waou awning is poured alone. Drunk to sleep, no one called, I do not know how to flow to Qianxi.

Spring is silent, the stream is flowing, the shade shines on the water, and love is soft.

Qingxi enters Huanghua Creek, which is carried by the canal of Qingxi and turns around the mountain, but the light fades in the thick pine, and the rapids buzz on the rocks. The journey is interesting, with a distance of 500 miles. There are many rivers and lakes here, and there are many weeds on both sides. In my heart, I have always been as pure as the lotus in Qingxi. Please stay on the rock and cast the fishing line forever! . Qingxi is unpredictable, and there is only a lonely cloud in the hidden place-Changjian.

Liu Zongyuan's Story of Xiaoshitang: "Walk 120 steps from the stream to the west, cross the bamboo forest, and ask for the sound of water, like singing." "There are hundreds of fish in the pond. If they swim in the air, there is nothing to rely on. The sun shines through and the shadows shine on the stones. They seem to be very happy with the tourists. "

Answer Tian (respectfully answer Tian Visiting Rock) The Song family has a stream in Linqing, which is surrounded by rocks. The green radish hangs on all sides and weighs more than 100 feet. Wind spring silk tube, moss spread mat. It is said that Yang Ying was born in Xiawai. Suddenly, I lost confidence in the rocks, and I was looking forward to the night. Why should I travel so far to find the waiting guests?

Yang Wanli in Xiaochi has a quiet stream in spring. The shade shines on the water, and love is soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.

Oh, by the way, there is the Peach Blossom Creek inscribed by Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Garden. Zhang Xu flitted lightly over the wild smoke. On the west bank of Shijie, I asked the fishing boat: Peach blossoms follow the water all day long. Where is the cave in Qingxi?