Sunrise and sunset poems

1. Yangtze River Sunrise and Sunset Poems

Poetry about sunrise and sunset in the Yangtze River 1. Poetry about sunrise and sunset

1, Tianjingsha Qiu Si-Ma Zhiyuan in Yuan Dynasty.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

The sunset gradually lost its luster and set from the west. On a cold night, only lonely travelers wander in the distance.

2. In the Heron House-Wang Zhihuan in the Tang Dynasty

The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.

The sunset slowly sinks beside the western hills, and the Yellow River rushes to the East China Sea.

3. Climb a new flat building-Li Bai in Tang Dynasty

The sky is vast, the sunset falls in the distance, and the plug river flows quietly.

The sky is vast, the sun sets in the distance, the cold waves are slight, and the river flows quietly.

4. My book-Liu Tea in Tang Dynasty

When the sun rises, everything in the world is as fine as wool.

Every day when the sun rises in the east, many complicated things in the world begin to happen one by one.

5. Bitter rain-Yuan Zhen in Tang Dynasty

Things rise to the sun and the moon, and day and night are like beads.

The sun and the moon rise and set in the west, and day and night are like pearls.

6. Zuiweng Pavilion-Ouyang Xiu in Song Dynasty

If the husband is in the forest at sunrise, the clouds will return to the cave, and the changes will be bright, and sooner or later in the mountains.

As for the rising of the sun, the fog in the mountains dispersed and the smoke clouds gathered, so the valley looked dark, the morning light was dark, and the evening was self-evident. It's morning and evening in the mountains.

2. Poems describing the sunset in the Yangtze River

Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.

Walking in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset.

4. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun.

The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. Wang Wei's Frontier Ambassador

6. People often say that sunrise represents hope. But few people talk about sunsets. In fact, the sun sets in the west, isn't it also a kind of hope? Tomorrow he will appear in the East with a new attitude. Just because I knew there would be hope, I became harder and more serious. I can't say it was because of the sunset. The greatness of the sunset, he never speaks, because the wise are speechless.

7. I don't know whether it is intentional or unintentional. Every day, I see the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the earth and then disappeared. Every day! Whenever I stop my flying pen and look out of the window, whenever I walk in the shade of lush trees, whenever I sweat profusely on the court, I can see the sunset with a glance from the corner of my eye and watch the afterglow of the sunset brush my face.

8. You can never get tired of seeing the green hills. How long have you been interested in running water? -Tang Qian qi "East Pavilion Banquet".

3. Poems describing the sunset in the Yangtze River

Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore.

Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. Walking in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset. Taohuatan is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as good as Wang Lun. 5. The desert is lonely, and the long river sets the yen.

6. People often say that sunrise represents hope. But few people talk about sunsets.

In fact, the sun sets in the west, isn't it also a kind of hope? Tomorrow he will appear in the East with a new attitude. Just because I knew there would be hope, I became harder and more serious. I can't say it was because of the sunset.

The greatness of the sunset, he never speaks, because the wise are speechless. 7. I don't know whether it is intentional or unintentional. Every day, I see the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the earth and then disappeared.

Every day! Whenever I stop my flying pen and look out of the window, whenever I walk in the shade of lush trees, whenever I sweat profusely on the court, I can see the sunset with a glance from the corner of my eye and watch the afterglow of the sunset brush my face. 8. You can never get tired of seeing the green hills. How long is running water interesting? -Tang Qian qi "East Pavilion Banquet".

4. Poems or words about the sea, sunrise and sunset

The desert is lonely, the long river is red at sunrise, and the riverside is as green as blue. To see the sun, for all his glory. In ... ... the sea where the night now gives way to the sun is buried by the coming night, with dark clouds. The old year melts into streams and sinks at the beginning of the day, and the rain is coming. Zhang's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River" is a spring tide and a bright moon on the sea.

I drift with the tide for thousands of miles, 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, 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? Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.

The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss. 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 curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil. At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.

Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water. Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.

In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and 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. The bright moon is in the sky, the horizon is at this time, the sea is floating in the sky at Jiuling, and you disappear from the world on your fragile boat. Qi didn't see how the water of the Yellow River went out of heaven and entered the ocean, and it never came back. Tang Li Baisha Sea deepened with unfathomable ice and gloomy clouds. Tang Censhen didn't see the snowy seaside. And the sand, coming from the desert, slowly disappears in the distant seaside, and your vague face gradually becomes clear about what you want to say, but you don't know where to start. I put it in my heart and walked by the sea to watch the tide. I tried in vain to remember every spray, but I wanted to say love to you, but I was blown away by the wind and suddenly turned around. If the sea can call back my once love, let me wait for a lifetime. If you have feelings for the past, you will no longer miss it. Let it drift away with the wind. If the sea can take away my sadness, it is like taking away all the wounds and tears in every river. My love, please take away all the singers who take away the sea. Wake up from the abyss of the night, roll and sob, and get closer to the sea inch by inch. This maned lion wants to lie at your feet. Obey the unbearable sweet and confusing attraction and trace it back to further and deeper places. Every wave of pain has a desire for life and death. Your voice folds up and your eyes pass through the moonlight. Your voice and eyes open the doors and windows of your soul like fireworks. The sea has more territory than you. You are more energetic than the sea tonight. You collaborated with the sea to create a song. I don't know when passers-by took a picture that made the sea comfortable. How many heroes are sincerely admired by the sunrise at sea, how many poets are attracted by the sunset at sea, how many songs are sung on cliffs, how many footprints left by the sea breeze on the beach day and night, and how many times the sails raised are secretly buried and cursed by the waves. There have been lamentations, praises and glories. The changing life of the sea, the turbulent ocean, where is the cave excavated as a child, where is the trace of the first love side by side, the sea, even if your waves can wash away the memory, 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 pretend to be calm, and let you take away everything in the past. This world has both the pain of falling and the joy of waking up.

5. Sunset Poems of the Yangtze River

The new moon has given birth to birds, and the setting sun is farther west. (Zhang Songlei's "Harmony with Zhou Bangyan") No one lies on the cow's back in the sunset, leading west Western jackdaw to return in pairs. (Song Shunmin's "Village Residence") The old cow is in debt for farming, and the grass lies on the top of the mountain. (Song Kong Zhong Ping's "Sleeping Book") Outside the sunset, the number of Western jackdaw in the west, flowing water around the lonely village. The mangroves in Yaocun are in the sunset. (Tea Shen Xing's "Chihe Tie") A stream of green water is full of spring rain, and there is a mountain and a sunset on the half shore. (Qing Duanmu Guohu "Sailing in Shawan") The waterfall drags thousands of rains, and the sunset shines on a peak first. (Lin Qingzexu's "Eyes") Success or failure has turned empty, and Qingshan is still there. (Song Fan Zhongyan's "Su Curtain Covering" is full of sounds, several peaks are silent, and the sun sets. (Wang Song Yucheng's "Country Trip") There is no hate in the sunset, and talents and beauties are empty. (Song Chao Bu Zhi's Partridge Sky) It rains only when the sky is faint and red, and a few wisps of soft willows are mixed with kitchen smoke. Long rivers set the yen. Every time Xiao Guan rides a horse, he is protected in Yanran. Du Fu's sunset is on the curtain hook, and spring is still by the stream. Wheat straw is on the shore, firewood is on the beach boat, birds are fighting for branches, and flying insects are swimming around the yard. Who let you muddy wine, drink a thousand worries. In the evening, Jiangcun looked at the source of the Dai Fugu River, where the sun was shining and the beach was flat, and fishing boats were put on the shore. Clouds floated out of the window. In the evening of the village, the pond is covered with Lei Zhen grass, and the mountains are soaked by the sunset. The shepherd boy came back across the cow's back, and the piccolo blew without a cavity. The sunset at night shines on the high platform, and the bells and horns are still ringing. That's half-life. The leaves were blown by the wind and the color came back. Because I think of ancient people, I am even more travel-stained. Lonely pavilions keep people out of the rain (see Yang Sheng 'an's works). Zhang Hu sings. Xiangyang Le Di spends a moonlit night and the Yangtze River flows in spring. The east wind is on the letter, and the spring night is special. Wei Chengqing traveled south to the Yangtze River. He is far from home. Falling flowers hate silence. In Wang Boshan, the sorrow of the Yangtze River stagnated. Come and go by boat. Qian Qi's "Untitled Poems by You Jiang" (written by Xie Qian) is 100 poems. Although the fisherman is happy to come late, he wants to receive it late. He is afraid of the Yangtze River emissary and is willing to redeem the turtle if he has money. Two songs of Yin Jiang Xing stayed at the mouth of the Yangtze River overnight, and the cold sand was as white as frost. A year of endless light flow, the sound of water grows in the east. Need Xiangyang Ledan moonlit night, the Yangtze River spring flow. Everyone asks Zizhou. If you can reach the Yangtze River, travelers will worry about you. Cao Yeyou 12 love poems contain four kinds of grievances, three kinds of worries and five kinds of emotions. One thing is the Yangtze River, and the north and south are official roads. Cattle and sheep don't love mountains, but only the grass in them. Xie Qian's river trip is unnamed. One hundred came to the fisherman's house late, and the net was heavy. He is afraid of the Yangtze River emissary and is willing to redeem the turtle if he has money. Cui Daorong sent two men. When I reached the ground, there was silence. * * * Zaju lyrics Hu Weiwei graceful and restrained solitary moon boat, Wanli Yangtze River flow. I don't know where the country is, and Yunshan is long and worrying. The lyrics of Zhang's "Zan storytelling" are fishing songs, and the fishermen in Diaoyutai are brown in autumn, rowing in twos and threes. He can travel vertically and is used to riding the wind and waves, but the white waves of the Yangtze River have never been worried. The Yangtze River is also surrounded by five streams. Meng Haoran, an old friend of Li Bai's Yellow Crane Tower, said goodbye on his way to Yangzhou, leaving the Yellow Crane Tower in the west and fireworks in Yangzhou in March. Sailing alone, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. Gong Dou's fish (Wuchang's work) was redeemed from the knife marks. It is said that birds and fish are very grateful to him. If you want to travel from Wan Li Road to the Yangtze River, you don't have to work hard at Longmen. Cui Dong's Qingjiang tune is a must in August. South of Nanshan is Yueyang City. Cui is watching the Yangtze River in August, and the wind is very light. To the south of Dongting, Yueyang city is all day long. Zhang Fisherman sings fisherman's fishing platform is brown, and fishing boats row in twos and threes. He can swing vertically and is used to riding the wind and waves, and the white waves of the Yangtze River have never been concerned. Wei Gao recalled that Yu Di and the oriole had been talking about it for several springs. Lotus leaves are as big as money. River oranges, planted by themselves, soon became Mulan boats. Yuan Zhen's ten weeping poems (written when Hanlin was a bachelor) frequently fell into the Yangtze River and stayed in the old place near the nest every night. If sorrow never stops, it will cry once a year. Zhang Hu, a slim boat, flows in the Yangtze River. I don't know where my hometown is, and the endless Yunshan makes people sad.

6. Poems about the Yangtze River, Sunset and 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?

Nostalgia [Song] Li Gou

People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home.

The Fisherman's Pride (Fan Zhongyan)

Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.

"Miscellaneous songs, water tune songs"

The sun sets in Pingsha, and the stars in Gansu are high and low

Bai Juyi's Gao Ting, Yu Shengping's New Residence in Heyuan, Eight Servants and Four quatrains

Looking at the oblique position of the sunset, a piece of spring haze reflects half a ring.

? Lonely sails are far away, the blue sky is full, and the long sky is only the Yangtze River —— Li Bai (Tang)' Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran's trip to Yangzhou'

? A river never returns, a romantic figure through the ages-Su Shi (Song Dynasty)-Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia

? The mountains are flat and primitive, and the rivers are winding and wild —— Li Bai (Tang) —— seeing friends off at Jingmen Ferry.

7. Poems describing sunsets and sunrises

1, come out during the day, and the Yellow River comes from the outside.

From Zhang Kun's "Independent Taiwan" in Tang Dynasty.

Border soldiers return to spring, and Taiwan Province is alone. During the day, the ground comes out and the Yellow River comes from the outside.

The sand is like waves, and the wind is suspicious. If you want to go to Yin Guan, Yin won't open.

Explanation:

In spring, all the soldiers who defeated the enemy without fighting have returned, and I boarded the Khan platform alone. The blazing sun rises from the inside of the earth, and the rushing Yellow River comes from afar. The trace of yellow sand rolling is like the waves of the sea, and the sound of strong wind whistling is suspected of thunder on the ground. I really want to cross Yinshan Pass to see what it is. Although Yinshan Pass is already dawn, the portal cannot be opened.

2, birds fly a thousand white spots, and there is no half red wheel during the day.

Late Return of Li Peng Lake by Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty

It's getting late in Lipeng Lake, the peach blossoms are moist and the spring is full. Birds fly a thousand white spots, but the sun is not half red.

There is no need to move guests. If you don't have a job, you are sick. But when it comes to this hope, few people are not worried.

Explanation:

It's getting late in Li Peng Lake, and peach blossoms are blooming in Man Chun by the water. The birds gradually flew away and turned into many white spots, and the red sunset just fell on the left half. Why do you want to be an immigrant? You don't work much, but you are sick. If you come here to look out, few people are not sad.

3. After falling from the building, the sunset came to life in Junshan.

Chen's two poems about climbing Yueyang Tower in Song Dynasty.

First of all:

Dongting East Jiangxi, the curtain is quiet and the sunset is late. Deng Wu and Shu divided the land horizontally and migrated the lakes and mountains to dusk.

Wan Li road is still long, but it is more difficult than three years. In the ancient wind and frost, the old wood is infinitely sad.

Second:

Pinghu is sunny and windy, there is no wind ウ カ, and the sails are falling at night. The guest on the roof is in autumn, and the sunset is alive in Junshan.

Looking north can be compared to returning to Bai Shou, and chatting south can see Feng Dan. Hanlin looked for some time, but the poem was not finished in Baling.

Explanation:

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The magnificent Yueyang Tower stands east of Dongting Lake and west of the Yangtze River. The sun is slowly setting, and the signs on the pavilion are still. The place you boarded is the border between Wu and Shu, wandering in the lakes and mountains until dusk. You have to climb the Wan Li Road and look far, and you have to climb dangerous buildings alone after three years of tossing and turning. Going upstairs to pay homage to the ancients, I feel frost on my temples. Looking at the ancient trees and green trees in the distant mountains, I feel infinite sadness.

Second:

Wan Li is clear, the lake is calm, the sky is reflected in Pinghu, and sailboats and geese seem to float in the air. After the late autumn, travelers from a foreign land went upstairs to see the scenery, and the sunset slowly set in Junshan. Looking north, you can only see sparse white hay, and looking south, you can see flaming maple leaves. Only pay attention to the scenery all the way, and pay little attention to thinking. As a result, I haven't written a good poem in Baling.

4, the trees are sloping, and the grass in the long suburbs is boundless.

From the Song Dynasty Ouyang Xiu's "You Chun San in Fengle Pavilion"

Mangroves and green hills are dying, and grass in the long suburbs is endless.

Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.

Explanation:

Red flowers are full of trees, green hills are faint, and the sun sets during the day. In the vast countryside, green grass is endless, and people who travel in spring don't care if spring will go. They come and go in front of Fengle Pavilion.

5, the grass is full of pond water, and the mountain is soaked in the sunset.

Country night in Lei Zhen in Song Dynasty.

In a pond full of grass, the water is full of water, and the mountains cover the waves.

Cowherd's child sat on the cow's back and casually played the tune with piccolo.

Explanation:

The pond covered with grass is full of water, and the mountains catch the sunset and drown the water waves. The shepherd boy sat on the back of the cow and played tuneless music with piccolo at will.

8. Poems describing sunrise and sunset (165438+ 0 sentences each, ***22 sentences)

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

At sunrise, the forest opens, the clouds return and the caves disappear.

The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth.

Seeing the sun, although it is brilliant, it is only dusk.

Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny.

A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green.

The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen.

... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.

When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass.

There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane.

At sunrise, the east is golden, and at sunset, the western hills are bloody.

The new moon has given birth to birds, and the setting sun is farther west. (Ray "With Zhou Bangyan")

As the sun sets, there is no cowboy riding on the back of the cow, only a pair of crows wandering on the village road. (Song Shunmin's village residence)

Only it-the old cow who worked hard for a year, fallow on the hillside, chewing grass and bathing in the golden sunset. (Song Kong Zhong Ping's "Book of Harmony")

Outside the sunset, Western jackdaw in the west counts, and the water flows around the lonely village. (off "Random Talk")

Birds are singing in the trees in the valley, and the shadows of mountains are in the village at sunset. (Zi Kai's Hushanju)

After the rain in the small shop, the mangroves in the remote village fell in the sunset. (Qing Cha Shen Xing's "Chiheyi")

A stream of green water is spring rain, and half the shore is clear and half the sunset. (Qing Duanmu Guohu "Shawan Release")

The waterfall drags thousands of rains, and the sunset clears up a peak first. (Eye by Lin Qing Zexu)

Success or failure has turned empty, the green hills are still there, and the sunset is a few degrees red. (Shen "Linjiang Xian")

The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even more outside the setting sun (Song Fan Zhongyan's Su Mu Shade)

Listen to the sound of thousands of valleys at night and watch some peaks silent in the sunset. (Wang Song Yucheng's "Journey to the Country")

There is no hate in the setting sun, and talents and beauties are empty and sad. (Song Chaobuzhi's "Partridge Sky")

It only rains when it is light red, and a few wisps of soft willows are mixed with smoke. Before sunset, the soul was gone. (Qing Nalanxingde's "Huanxisha")