Dongting lake poems

There are many poems about Dongting Lake.

The author of Wang Dongting is Liu Yuxi, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of this poem is as follows:

The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.

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

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On Dongting Lake, moonlight and water blend together, and the lake is as calm as an unpolished bronze mirror. Looking at Dongting Lake from a distance, the landscape is as green as ink, like a green snail in a silver plate.

The author of Rain in Xianyang is a writer in Tang Dynasty. The full text of this poem is as follows:

It is raining heavily in xian yangqiao, and there are fishing boats in the air.

Just like the spring water in Dongting, Xiaoyun enters Yueyang Day.

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It is raining in Mao Mao in xian yangqiao, hanging in the sky like a huge curtain, and fishing boats on the river can be seen through the confused rain curtain. This is like the water color of Dongting Lake in the south of the Yangtze River in spring, and even the clouds after the rain will float to the sky in Yueyang City.

Zhang Yue, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, is the author of "Seeing the Beam in Dongting Mountain". The full text of this poem is as follows:

As soon as Baling looks at the cave in autumn, the solitary peak rises day by day.

I heard that immortals can't meet, and their hearts are lingering with the lake.

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Looking at Dongting in Baling, autumn scenery can see Junshan floating alone on the water every day. After I left you, it was like meeting a fairy, and my thoughts were as long as this vast lake.

Li Bai, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, wrote "Traveling to Dongting with Uncle and Assistant after Drunk". The full text of this poem is as follows:

The cutting of Junshan Mountain can make the water level of Dongting Lake spread outwards, which looks endless.

Baling didn't drink enough wine and got drunk together in the autumn of Dongting Lake.

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Shovel off the standing Junshan Mountain in Dongting Lake and let the Hunan water flow freely. This endless lake is like endless wine, let's enjoy it and indulge in the autumn scenery in Dongting.

The author of To a Boy is Wen, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:

When rivers and seas meet and hate, there are many people, and there are waves in the Dongting under the autumn leaves.

Wine night farewell Huaiyin city, the bright moon shines on tall buildings.

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Wandering the rivers and lakes, I regret meeting you late, I hate it, the yellow leaves are fluttering, the Dongting is windy, and my heart is surging. A bosom friend is not drunk, so don't go to Huaiyin at night. I wish you success like Han Xin. The moon shines on tall buildings, and you are in a cheerful mood. Sing a life song "Song of the Wind".

Li Bai, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, once wrote "Traveling in Dongting with Ye Lang, assistant minister of the punishments department of my uncle, and Jia Sheren, a Chinese calligrapher". The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:

In the autumn night, the south lake is clear of water and smoke. How can you ride the sky?

Let Dongting Lake enjoy some moonlight on credit and enjoy the moon and drink happily.

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The autumn waters of the South Lake are very cold at night without water mist, as if you can ride the water waves directly to the blue sky on the Milky Way. We went to the Moon Palace to buy Dongting Lake on credit, and then went to Bai Yunbian by boat to buy osmanthus wine.

The author of Smelling the Flute on a Spring Night is Li Yi, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:

In Hanshan's "The Flute Calls the Earth", the exiles look at each other with tears.

Countless geese parked by the lake in the evening have been eager to fly north until dawn.

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The cold mountain plays the flute to call spring back to the earth, and the moved people cry at each other. The geese that have stopped at Dongting Lake for countless nights are eager to fly north before dawn.

Zhang Wei, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, once wrote "Wandering with the King". The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:

Dongting autumn in August, Xiaoxiang water flows north.

The dream of returning to Wan Li is even more worrying.

You don't need to open a book, you should go to a restaurant.

An old friend, Jing Luoman, will travel with you.

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Dongting Lake in August is a school of autumn colors, and small water and ringing water slowly flow into the Dongting Lake in the north. I can't go home, I can only dream about my home thousands of miles away. Travelling guests wake up from their dreams, feeling more lonely and sad. Don't open the cover of the book, just want to board the restaurant. My friends are in Chang 'an and Luoyang. When can I swim with them?

The author of My Unique Zong Yi is Liu Zongyuan, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:

Scattered residual red all over the gloom, double hanging farewell tears across the river.

The treacherous party, because the party did not leave the capital, lived more than 6 thousand miles away; I left Baiyue desolate, gaunt and poor for the rest of my life.

Guiling malaria forest, black clouds hanging white; Welcome to the beautiful future of Dongting with spring scenery and water and sky.

Fang Wei depends on dreams, and acacia is willing to sleep on the pillow; Wandering in the dim light, the clouds seem to be real.

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Where will you go in human affairs, the ghost of the soul is doubly sad; There are tears on the bank of Liujiang River, and the brothers are crying. The traitor left Beijing to seize power, temporarily avoiding six thousand miles away; I was abandoned for a hundred years, and I was haggard and poor for the rest of my life. Guiling is full of miasma in the mountains, and the dark clouds hang down a hundred epidemics; I'm glad to hear that Dongting is good and the water is bright and promising. The party only depends on Conan's dream, and acacia is willing to sleep; Fugue vaguely Jingmen, misty.

The author of Rain in Xianyang is a writer in Tang Dynasty. The full text of this poem is as follows:

It is raining heavily in xian yangqiao, and there are fishing boats in the air.

Just like the spring water in Dongting, Xiaoyun enters Yueyang Day.

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It is raining in Mao Mao in xian yangqiao, hanging in the sky like a huge curtain, and fishing boats on the river can be seen through the confused rain curtain. This is like the water color of Dongting Lake in the south of the Yangtze River in spring, and even the clouds after the rain will float to the sky in Yueyang City.

Zhang Bao of Dongting Lake was written by Meng Haoran, a writer in Tang Dynasty. The full text of this poem is as follows:

The autumn water rises and almost blends with the shore, mixing water and sky with the sky.

Another cloud passed through Yungu and Menggu, regretting Yueyang City.

I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age.

Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.

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In August, Dongting Lake rose to almost the same height as the shore, and the water and sky set each other off, making it difficult to distinguish. Yunmeng Ozawa's steam transpiration is in vain, and the stormy waves seem to shake Yueyang City. I want to cross the lake, but I can't find the boat. I'm ashamed of the wise king in Ming Sheng's time. Sitting and watching how carefree the fishermen are, it's a pity that they can only have empty thoughts.

The author of "The Story of Climbing Yueyang Tower" is Chen, a writer in the Song Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:

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 wooden waves are infinitely sad.

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The magnificent Yueyang Tower stands east of Dongting Lake and west of the Yangtze River. At sunset, there is no night breeze. The signboard on the pavilion remains the same, boarding the border of Wu and Shu (Jingzhou) and wandering in the dusk of lakes and mountains. To avoid war, I traveled for three years and Wan Li. What's my mood today? Going upstairs to pay homage to the ancients, my temples are like frost. Looking at the ancient trees in the distant mountains, there is infinite sadness.

Twelve Summers of Climbing Yueyang Tower was written by Li Bai, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of this poem is as follows:

Climb the Yueyang Tower and overlook the Yangtze River until you reach the open Dongting Lake.

It breaks my heart to see geese flying south, and the distant mountains are in the title of a good month.

On the upper floor of the sky, stay in the chair and upload a glass of wine from the sky.

The cool breeze rising after drunkenness, blowing the sleeves with the wind, we will return.

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Climb the Yueyang Tower, overlooking Shannan, Tian Yue, and get a panoramic view. The river flows into the vast distance, and Dongting Lake is endless. Goose flies high, taking away the sad and depressed heart; When the moon came out of the mountain pass, it seemed that Junshan brought a beautiful reunion month. Accommodation and drinking on Yueyang Tower are like clouds in the sky. A tall building is windy, and it is too cold at high places. There is a cool breeze after drunkenness, and the cool breeze blows people and the sleeves are fluttering.

Send Liu Shanren to Dongting was written by Li Pin, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:

But * * * lonely cloud, sleeping on the peak.

Half a lake takes the beginning of the month, and the middle road enters the sparse clock.

The sound of autumn insects is urgent, and the mountains and rains are heavy at night.

At that time, the hermit got several pine trees.

Yao He, a writer in Tang Dynasty, wrote a full moon on Mid-Autumn Festival night. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:

Su Yue is idle in autumn, and the poet is full of interest.

The blue waves are clear, and the cool leaves have not fallen.

Practice color concise, frost mysterious.

At night, cranes along Xiaoqi River reflect fireflies on the edge of Zhi Zhu.

Round color full of pearls, slightly fragrant.

Who has pity on this apple picker? He is alone tonight.

The author of Junshan Fu of Dongting Lake is Yan Lu, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:

At midnight, Junshan plays on the back of the moon, and the small garden opens to the west.

The sky is sweet and the wind is cold, and the clouds are in Xiao Qinghe's future.

The author of A Letter from Dongting Lake to Yan Jiu is Meng Haoran, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:

In autumn, the cave is wide and I want to go home.

Don't distinguish Jason Wu land, only water is * * * days.

There are no trees in the Mijiang River, and the tides are connected.

If you are late, you will sail, and if you help, you will be a huge river.

Zhang Bi, a poet and writer in the Tang Dynasty, wrote "The Cave Blocks the Wind". The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:

The majestic scenery of the empty river is bleak and full of fishing boats.

In March, the grass waves are high, and the poplar flowers are fluttering in the smoke.

Too much affection hurts the eyes of spring and there is no money to buy drinks.

There are also a group of fishermen living at home, and the village is not setting.

The author of Longyang Caoqinghu is Tang Wenru, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of this poem is as follows:

The autumn wind has blown, and Dongting Lake seems to be aging a lot. After a night of melancholy, Xiang Jun should have more white hair.

Completely drunk, I can't see the sky in the water. A ship full of dreams sank into the Milky Way.

Tea, a writer in Qing Dynasty, wrote "Dongting Song on Mid-Autumn Moon Night". The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:

Changfeng is full of blue clouds, and clouds are full of water.

The wind in Yun Qi, calm, turned the sky upside down for the bottom of the lake.

At first glance, the setting sun is red and the moon is about to ascend to heaven.

Looking back to the east, the boatman found himself in Fengyi Palace.

Suddenly, the mirror opened more than ten feet away from the center of the wave.

The moonlight is immersed in the water, and the sky echoes with the sky.

At this time, the money is the deepest, and my eyes are dim and I can't sing pearls.

The giant fish is ignorant, and the scales move a thousand pounds.

In this world, we must advance despite difficulties, and the pleasure is transferred by accident.

When I heard the fisherman singing, I realized that the Mid-Autumn Festival was tonight.