Poems praising water.

1, 30,000 Li East River enters the sea, and the sky is 5000 meters high. 2. The Wan Li sand of the Yellow River with nine twists, and the waves sweep the wind from the horizon.

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds. It is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. 4. How did the water of the Yellow River flow out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return.

5, the desert is lonely and straight, and the long river falls in yen. 6. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river.

Yangtze river:

1, the solitary sail overlooks the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. 2. But when I look at my hometown, the twilight is getting thicker and the river waves are filled with sad mist.

3. In the first half of Emei Mountain in autumn, Pingqiang River reflects. 4. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River.

5, a setting sun in the water, half river rustling and half river red. 6. Leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward.

7. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. 8. The stars tilt down from the open space, and the moon runs from the upper reaches of the river.

9. The river of no return is a romantic figure through the ages. 10, the rocks are empty, the waves are lapping on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up.

1 1, leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, and I watch the long river always roll forward. 12, lonely sails, the sky is blue, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.

Ancient poems describing water

(Water in Poetry)

1. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs)

Where there is water, there are mountains and islands. (Cao Cao:

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: Wangtianmen 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: "Hui Chong {Riverside Night Scene)")

(Jiang is in the poem)

Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East. (Li Qingzhao: "Summer quatrains")

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. (Bai Juyi: "Recalling Jiangnan")

Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away. (Li Bai: Early Baidu City)

My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon. (Li Bai: "Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou")

Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! (Wang Changling: Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn)

Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide. I drift thousands of miles, where 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 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 jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the anvil refers to it.

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.

Yellow river

Li Bai: Yuefu Zaju, singing and drinking.

Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns? Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room? Although it is silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night? Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he likes, and don't let the golden bottle empty to the moon. Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again. Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! . Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly. Let me sing you a song! , let your ears participate! . What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up. Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized. Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? It's up to you. Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.

Wang Changling: "Cross-blowing Qu Ci gives an anecdote."

It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.

Baihua Garden goes to Wangjing Division, and when the Yellow River gushes. There are no pedestrians in the wilderness in the poor autumn, and the horse's head comes to know who it is.

Wang Yan: Looking at the north is only half oblique, and Mingjun immediately cries Hu Sha. A pair of tears dripping from the Yellow River deserved to flow eastward into the Han family.

Li Bai: A Miscellaneous Song Popular in the North

Candle dragon lives in poverty, but the light is still blooming. Why doesn't the sun and the moon shine like this, but the north wind howls from the sky? Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow off XuanYuanTai. You miss your wife in December. Stop singing and laugh. Looking at the pedestrians by the door, it's sad to miss the Great Wall. Don't mention the sword to save the border, leave this golden beard and tiger. There is a white arrow in the forest, spiders spin webs and dust. The arrow is not empty, people die today and never come back. I can't bear to see this thing, it has burned to ashes. The yellow river can hold soil, and the north wind hates rain and snow.

Li Bai: Three Hard Roads.

A golden bottle fights thousands of drinks, and Pan Yu is ashamed of thousands of money. I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain. I want to cross the Yellow River, but the ice blocked the ferry; I want to climb the Taihang Mountain, but the sky is covered with snow. I came to fish and sit on the stream, but I suddenly dreamed of driving a boat and sailing towards the sun. It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk, Dodge Road, it's safe now. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.

Liangzhou porcelain Tang Wang paper ring

The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!

Don Wang Zhihuan at the Heron Villa.

The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. By going up one flight of stairs, look further.

Send it to Wei.

Riding a bike to visit the border and passing through Juyan County. Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky. The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. Xiao Guan rides it every time, and it is protected in Yanran.

Yellow river pine

Friend! The Yellow River, with its heroism, appeared in Yuan Ye, Asia; It shows the spirit of our nation: great and powerful! Here, we celebrate the Yellow River.

I stood on the top of a high mountain and watched the Yellow River roll eastward.

Tao Jin is surging, setting off a huge wave; Turbid flow turns around and forms a zigzag chain;

From the foot of Kunlun Mountain to the edge of the Yellow Sea; Split the Central Plains in two.

Ah, the Yellow River! You are the cradle of the Chinese nation!

Five thousand years of ancient culture originated from you; How many heroic stories are staged around you!

Ah, the Yellow River! You are great and strong, appearing on the Asian plain like a giant, and building the barrier of our nation with your heroic physique.

Ah, the Yellow River! You poured down, majestic, and stretched out thousands of iron arms to the north and south banks.

The great spirit of our nation will be cultivated and carried forward by you! The heroic sons and daughters of our motherland will follow your example and be as great and strong as you! As great and strong as you!

Poet of Water: Zhou Ying

In the torrent of how the water of the Yellow River moved out of the heaven to wash away the romantic figures of the ages, I don't know that there is a desperate backwater that has been absurd for a long time.

Li Bai's Yellow River, Su Shi's Yangtze River and Wen Yiduo's The Source of Dead Water show the logic of ridicule. Because it is water, it is not afraid of flooding!

In modern times, there were no Dongting waves in Nv Ying, no rain clouds in Wushan and no Yao Ji.

But it also belongs to the breadth of the Han dynasty, beyond imagination.

The so-called Iraqi people are far away from the water, and the water of life in the poem!

The flowing charm of the Six Dynasties is as quiet as a river, and the afterglow is scattered into a charm.

The water overflows the delicious peach blossoms of the Tang Dynasty, and the mandarin fish is fat and green.

Thousands of years have passed, and the crazy song and dance to your wife sank down Qu Zi's chest like the sunset.

Only the white clouds and yellow cranes in Chutian flow eastward!

There is no return to Socrates' philosophy with western philosophers, no pre-myth that created Homer's heroic epic, and ripples!

Water is passive, no flow, no exit; Poetry is tangible and rhythmic!

Even if it is like a ditch of stagnant water, it will be rich when it dies;

Turbulent streams, wide estuaries!

Don Bai Juyi scratched his head and sat by the stream. Why is he disappointed? Poor heart, what can I do alone?

Du Fu had physical difficulties in life in Tang Dynasty, so he was worried about fighting for water.

In Tang Zhou, dark clouds rushed out of the mountains and there was a chill in the light blue. Not only does the sound flow out here, but it also helps the waves.

Mountain water flow map

White clouds wander around the castle peak, what year is the triumph? The grass stretched out into the sky and reached home. Home is deep in the jungle: Zhengmao Ye, flourishing.

Flowers are full of smiles. Love is entangled, and its meaning is endless. Take poetry as your friend, and there are many sages in your seat. Suddenly, I heard the sound of running water from a mountain stream: cheerful and drunk.