What are the best poems about the sea?

Poetry describing marine ecology 1. Poems describing the sea

Poetry describing the sea

1. The moon is already at sea and over the horizon. Zhang Tang jiuling

2. There, the sea floated to the sky, and you disappeared from this world in your fragile boat Don Qian Qi.

Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows down from the sky and into the ocean, never to return?

4. Sand sea is deepened by unfathomable ice, gloomy clouds, Wan Li Ning, Don Cen Can.

Look, how fast the Benma River runs to Xue Hai! And sand, from desert, yellow flies to heaven.

6. The blue sea is foggy, and the solitary sail is shining with white light!

There is a clear blue stream below, and golden sunshine shines on it ... sail.

7. Ah, the sea-how kind and lovely you are-Emily Dickinson's blue ocean.

8. Where there is water, mountains and islands are towering. The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean. A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. Cao Cao's ocean view

2. Poetry describing the sea

1. The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Go back, the road is blocked and long. Go back to it, it's in the middle of the water.

After a long time, the Millennium has not changed. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Walking back and forth from here, the road was blocked and jumped. Back and forth from there, they drowned in the water.

The dew hasn't touched yet. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Go back and forth from it, the road is blocked, that's right. Go back and forth from there and swim in the water.

(The Book of Songs)

Where there is water, there are mountains and islands.

(Cao Cao: < Looking at the sea))

3. White hair floating green water, red palm clear waves.

(Luo: Singing Goose)

4. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River.

(Li Bai: "Looking at Tianmen Mountain")

5. There is no road in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village.

(Lu You: "Tour Shanxi Village")

6. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun.

(Li Bai: "To Wang Lun")

7. The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River.

(Liu Yuxi: "Zhi Zhu Ci")

At sunrise, the flowers in the river are better than the fire. In spring, the river is as green as blue.

(Bai Juyi: "Recalling Jiangnan")

9. Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves softness.

(Yang Wanli: "Xiaochi")

10. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating.

(Su Shi: "On the Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong")

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(Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")

12. Old vines faint crows, small bridges flowing, old roads thin horses.

(Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si")

13. Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, and peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat.

(Zhang: "Yu Gezi")

14. Under the blue mountain, we meandered forward, and my boat and I followed the green water.

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

15. The river is horizontal and willow green, and it is a river song.

(Liu Yuxi's "Zhi Zhu Ci")

16. A sunset is spreading in the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.

(Bai Juyi: Mu Jiang Yin)

17. During the day, the order is as cool as water at night, lying and watching the morning glory and Vega.

(Du Mu: Autumn Night)

18. How many pedestrians shed tears when Yugutai fell into Qingjiang River?

(Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva Man, Book Jiangxi to Create a Mouth Wall")

19. It's nothing to cross Qian Fan. The oblique light is full of water.

(Wen Tingjun: "Recalling Jiangnan")

20. Look at the landscape of Dongting. There is a green snail in the silver plate.

(Liu Yuxi: "Looking at Dongting")

2 1. The wind comes and goes, and the lake looks like the sky under the lake.

(Su Shi: Drunk Book of Wang Hulou on June 27th)

sunrise on the sea

How many heroes have aroused people's heartfelt admiration

Sunset at sea

Arouse the tenderness of many poets

How many songs were sung on the cliff?

It is also blown by the sea breeze day and night

Whispering day and night

How many lines of footprints were left on the beach?

How many sails have been raised on the horizon?

It's all kept secret by Haitao

Secret burial

There have been curses and sorrows.

There have been praises and glory.

Ocean-a Changing Life

Life-a turbulent ocean

Where is the hole dug in childhood?

Where is the first love shoulder to shoulder?

Oh, the sea

Even if your waves

Can erase memories.

And some shells.

Scattered on the hillside

Like the stars on a summer night

Maybe the vortex is flashing dangerously.

Maybe the storm opened the greedy mouth.

Ah, life

Even though you destroyed it.

Countless pure dreams

There are also some brave people.

As in a storm

Flying petrel

The night is as calm as the night on the coast.

The rock death in Cold Leaves is as serious as death.

From the rocks on the coast

How lonely my shadow is

From dusk to midnight

How proud I am inside.

"Free Element", huh?

Let you pretend to roar.

Let you be hypocritical and calm.

Let you take everything from the past.

Everything in the past-

This world

Have the pain of sinking

And the joy of awakening.

See the boundless ocean

On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea.

The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.

Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.

The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.

A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected;

Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.

I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.

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1. The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Go back, the road is blocked and long. Go back to it, it's in the middle of the water.

After a long time, the Millennium has not changed. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Walking back and forth from here, the road was blocked and jumped. Back and forth from there, they drowned in the water.

The dew hasn't touched yet. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Go back and forth from it, the road is blocked, that's right. Go back and forth from there and swim in the water.

(The Book of Songs)

Where there is water, there are mountains and islands.

(Cao Cao: 3. White hair floating green water, red palm stirring clear waves.

(Luo: Singing Goose)

4. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River.

(Li Bai: "Looking at Tianmen Mountain")

5. There is no road in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village.

(Lu You: "Tour Shanxi Village")

6. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun.

(Li Bai: "To Wang Lun")

7. The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River.

(Liu Yuxi: "Zhi Zhu Ci")

At sunrise, the flowers in the river are better than the fire. In spring, the river is as green as blue.

(Bai Juyi: "Recalling Jiangnan")

9. Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves softness.

(Yang Wanli: "Xiaochi")

10. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating.

(Su Shi: "On the Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong")

1 1.

(Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")

12. Old vines faint crows, small bridges flowing, old roads thin horses.

(Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si")

13. Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, and peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat.

(Zhang: "Yu Gezi")

14. Under the blue mountain, we meandered forward, and my boat and I followed the green water.

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

15. The river is horizontal and willow green, and it is a river song.

(Liu Yuxi's "Zhi Zhu Ci")

16. A sunset is spreading in the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.

(Bai Juyi: Mu Jiang Yin)

17. During the day, the order is as cool as water at night, lying and watching the morning glory and Vega.

(Du Mu: Autumn Night)

18. How many pedestrians shed tears when Yugutai fell into Qingjiang River?

(Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva Man, Book Jiangxi to Create a Mouth Wall")

19. It's nothing to cross Qian Fan. The oblique light is full of water.

(Wen Tingjun: "Recalling Jiangnan")

20. Look at the landscape of Dongting. There is a green snail in the silver plate.

(Liu Yuxi: "Looking at Dongting")

2 1. The wind comes and goes, and the lake looks like the sky under the lake.

(Su Shi: Drunk Book of Wang Hulou on June 27th)

4. Write a poem about the sea

1. The moon is already at sea and over the horizon. Zhang Tang jiuling

2. There, the sea floated to the sky, and you disappeared from this world in your fragile boat Don Qian Qi.

Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows down from the sky and into the ocean, never to return?

4. Sand sea is deepened by unfathomable ice, gloomy clouds, Wan Li Ning, Don Cen Can.

Look, how fast the Benma River runs to Xue Hai! And sand, from desert, yellow flies to heaven.

Jieshi is in the east to see the sea. Here, the flowing water is flowing, the mountains and islands are towering, the trees are overgrown, the grass is lush, the autumn wind is bleak, the waves are rough, and the trip to the sun and the moon is brilliant. If it is unexpected, it is fortunate that the song will be sung. -"Looking at the Sea"

Lianhaiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea was born in Zhang Jiuling's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"

If you doubt that the sea is empty, you can hear Pan Lang's "Jiuquan Zi" in the drums.

Haibo came first. In front of the building, refer to Gu Xue's piles of Su Shi's "Wanghai Building".

5. Poems describing the mystery of the ocean

Landlord, only sentences.

"Can the depth of the sea be compared with the sky?" 1, the sea is full of Ying Ying. Under the setting sun, the waves jump like naughty children, and the sea is golden. 2. Counting the white sails, in this golden sea, just like a few white feathers, floating gently and leisurely.

3. The spray is a miracle of the sea, but she is more like a dancer. She can make people forget their troubles and enjoy themselves. The sea water is so blue, which makes people feel that the color of jade is too light and the color of sapphire is too deep, even the master can't describe it.

Standing on the beach on the shore, looking into the distance, you can only see a vast expanse of whiteness. The sea and the sky are one, and we can't tell whether it is water or sky. As the saying goes, the fog locks the mountain, and the water in the distance is even connected with water. In the bright sunshine, the distant sea water is like scales on the water surface, and it is like naughty children jumping to the shore constantly. Looking at the sea, our hearts seem to become. Some hit the rocks by the sea, splashing waves several meters high and making a "wow".

Wow. "

Nice voice! 7. I like its quiet appearance and roaring appearance ... Looking at the open and boundless sea in the past, it was majestic and boundless, and the small, crowded and noisy city was completely forgotten. 8. I can't forget the refreshing and humid sea breeze with the smell of talking about the sea, blowing people's hair, cheeks and body.

As charming as a gorgeous and rich woman. 9. Looking out with their eyes open, they saw not white waves, but the sails of fishing boats, bronzed glowing skin, keen eyes, kind smiles, and skillful movements of casting nets after mastering sea trial skills. They won't appreciate the so-called scenery, but they may be used to it. One of them is the sailing direction, the rock coke under the ship and the change of weather.

Look at the connection between the blue and the distant sky, like a slowly rising blue continent, shining with the luster of ancient glazed tiles and broadening the boundless space. 10, the sea, the real sea, like the vast land of the northern plateau, embodies an unspeakable mysterious vitality and gives people a profound transcendence over nature.

1 1. Walking into the chaotic blue plateau, it seems that you can hear the hustle and bustle of his life through her cold appearance. It is different from the real plateau continent, where all life is exposed. Here, everything is wrapped in chaotic and opaque seawater, and the inner impulse of life only changes occasionally, saying that the waves are churning and disappearing; Here, everything is wet, soft, delicate and changeable ... no one else can really see his heart, and they will have a desire to let him go deep into it and understand its complex psychological world. The sea is extremely bright blue, and the waves are as calm as the West Lake in the spring morning.

Occasionally, the breeze only blows thousands of tiny sparkling wrinkles, which makes the golden water surface in the early summer sun look warm and gratifying. I have never seen such a beautiful sea! The sky is extremely bright blue, with only a few gauze-like light clouds.

Flat in the air, just like a girl, wearing a beautiful blue summer dress and a white scarf around her neck, absolutely exquisite and light. I have never seen such a beautiful sea and the sky.

The tide is coming, the turbulent tide, the back wave pushes the front wave, and the rows of glistening tides surge in, with the sound of thunder and the momentum of Malik. The sea suddenly turned into an endless battlefield, and the sea breeze blew a sharp "horn". The waves are like thousands of brave soldiers, pounding the coast violently, rumbling and shouting.

As long as the giant stone on the shore is gently brushed by the tide, it seems to "sink" to the "bottom of the sea" at once. Rows of waves hit the coast, splashing.

This spectacular tide makes me feel how much power is contained in the boundless sea, and how many poets have infinite reverie about this boundless sea water. Shortly after sunset, the orange sunset glow was still burning in the western sky.

The sea, which is also dyed red by the glow, is more spectacular than the sky. Because it is active, whenever rows of waves surge, the glow reflected from the peak is red and bright, just like a flaming flame, flashing, rolling and disappearing.

However, the back row is flashing and rolling in. On this beautiful night, I walked slowly along the soft beach. The sea gently stroked the soft beach and made a gentle "brushing" sound. The late sea breeze is fresh and cool, and my heart is full of unspeakable excitement and pleasure.

I have been to many coastal cities, all of which are lovely. However, my favorite place is Weihai. The symphony of the sea and poetry is like a steep mountain. The blue, deep and mysterious sea is something that many people dream of getting close to.

The splashing waves and rough waves have also aroused the surging poetry of countless poets. Looking out from the small window of world poetry, you can always hear the lapping of the tide and see the flying of seabirds.

Among many poems describing the sea, one by Argentine poet Bolehes is quite classic. He said: "On a quiet morning, the turbulent sea washed the boundless beach." This sentence should tell the basic image of the sea in people's minds.

What color is the sea? In different people's minds, there may be different choices from light green to dark blue. In Homer's epic Odyssey, in the eyes of the great blind poet, the sea is "dissolute". Indeed, the beautiful, clear and charming sea is really like a glass of wine that makes people get drunk.

The boundless sea can broaden people's minds and alleviate people's suffering. 1824, the Russian poet Pushkin was exiled to the Caucasus by the czar's autocratic government. Pushkin was honest and unwilling to cater to the local governor, so he was dismissed and sent back to his hometown.

Before he left, the poet stood on the seashore of the Caucasus, looking up at the distance, thinking of his friends, and wrote the famous "To the Sea" with loneliness and anger.

6. Poems about the sea

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

-Zhang's "Moonlit Night on a Spring River", the bright moon is like a mirror, and the sea clouds are like a palace. -Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Wharf" One day I'm going to ride the wind and waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea.

-Li Bai's It's Hard to Go ... Night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. -Wang Wan's "The next berth on the North Fort Mountain" was once difficult for water, and it was amber forever.

-Yuan Zhen's "Lisi" Have you ever seen how the water of the Yellow River moves out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return? -Li Bai's Into the Wine 1. The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Zhang Tang, 902. There, the sea floats in the sky, and you disappear from the world on your fragile boat. Tang Qianqi 3. You can't see how the water of the Yellow River leaves heaven and enters the ocean, never to return. Tang Li Bai 4. The sand sea deepens with the unfathomable ice, and the clouds are bleak and condensed. Tang Censhen 5. You can't see the snowy seaside. The flat sand is endless and yellow. Tang Censhen 6. Blue. There is a clear blue stream below, and golden sunshine shines on it ... (Russian) Sail 7 of lermontov. Ah, the sea-how kind and loving you are-Emily Dickinson's Blue Ocean 8. What is water? Mountains and islands stand tall.

The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean. A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.

Cao Cao's "Looking at the Sea" Time: Wei and Jin Author: Cao Cao's works: Looking at the sea to the east is Jieshi, so that we can see the sea. The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.

Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging. The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.

A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.

Author: Shu Ting's works: To the sea (sunrise at sea) How many heroes are sincerely impressed by the sunrise at sea, how many poets are attracted by the sunset at sea, how many songs are sung on the cliffs, how many footprints are left on the beach day and night by the sea breeze, how many times the sails raised are secretly buried by the waves, and there have been curses, lamentations and praises. There used to be a brilliant sea-a changing life-a turbulent ocean. Where is the hole dug in childhood? Where are the traces of first love side by side? The sea, even if your waves can wash away your memories, there are still some shells scattered on the hillside, such as the stars on a summer night. Maybe the whirlpool blinks its dangerous eyes, or maybe the storm opens its greedy mouth. Although you have ruined countless innocent dreams in life, there are still some brave people who fly calmly like petrels in the storm and on the seaside night in the evening. The rocks with cold leaves are as cold as death. How lonely my shadow is from the coastal rocks, and how proud my heart is from dusk to midnight. Let you pretend to roar, let you be hypocritical and calm, and let you take away everything in the past-this world has both the pain of sinking and the awakening. From tomorrow on, I will be a happy person, feed horses, chop wood and travel around the world. From tomorrow on, I care about food and vegetables. I have a house facing the sea. From tomorrow on, I will write to every relative and tell them my happiness. The lightning of happiness tells me that I will tell everyone to give every river and mountain a warm name, stranger. I also hope you have a bright future, everything will be fine, and you will be happy in this world. I only want to face the sea and spring blossoms. This is the last time you appeared in front of my eyes, rolling blue waves and shining beautiful light. Like a friend's melancholy complaint, like his parting call. I heard your sad voice and your calling voice for the last time.

You are the desire in my heart! I often wander around your shore silently and blankly, because of that secret wish, I feel distressed and heartbroken! How I love your echo, your gloomy tone, your deep voice, the silence of dusk and the capricious passion! Fishermen's docile sails, relying on your willful protection, fly bravely between the waves; But when you get out of control, a large group of ships will perish. I wanted to leave your lonely shore forever, congratulate you with carnival feelings, and let my poems run far along your waves, but I couldn't! You wait, you call … and I am bound; My inner struggle is completely futile: I was fascinated by a strong passion and left me on your shore ... what's so pathetic? Where is the carefree path I am going to run to now? In your desert, one thing shocked my heart.

This is a steep rock, a glorious tomb ... There, immersed in the cold sleep are some solemn memories; Napoleon died there. There, he was buried in suffering.

After him, like the sound of a storm, another genius flew away from us. He is another monarch in our mind. The singer who cried for the God of Freedom disappeared, and he left his laurel in the world.

Cloudy and noisy, stir up: Oh, the sea, he once sang about you. Your image is reflected in him, and he is shaping his growth with your spirit: just like you, he is dignified, deep and deep, and like you, nothing can make him submit.

The world is empty, ocean, where do you want me to take you? People's fate is the same everywhere: where there is happiness, there are already people guarding it: perhaps enlightened sages or tyrannical kings. Oh, goodbye, sea! I will never forget your solemn face, and I will listen to your thunder in a long, long dusk.

My heart is full of you. I want to take your cliff, your bay, your flash, your shadow and whispering waves into the forest and into the silent desert.