Poetry about praising Dongying, Shandong

1. Dear friends from Dongying, Shandong, please help write an article about Dongying. The more beautiful the better

Spring in Dongying

I have lived in a beautiful and rich city since I was a child. Dongying, I have spent 12 spring, summer, autumn and winter in Dongying. The revival of all things in spring, the chirping of birds and the chirping of cicadas in summer, the abundance of fruits in autumn, and the flying snowflakes in winter all left a deep impression on me. What impressed me most was the spring with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

In the early morning, walking on the side of the road and taking a deep breath of fresh air will make people feel relaxed and happy. Pull yourself together, stretch your arms, relax your muscles and bones, it is of great help to your body and can prolong your life!

At noon, the yellowish sunlight shines on the earth, so warm that the coolness of the morning has long gone. Some are just spiritual comfort. After lunch, I went out for a walk. The sky was always so blue and the sunny weather always gave people a warm feeling.

In the evening, there is a hint of coolness in the sky, which is a reminder to people: pay attention to cold protection, prevent colds, and wear more clothes. Later in the evening, there were almost no vehicles on the road, and almost no people on the paths. But in the small town of Dongying, it was like "the stars twinkled, the moon marked question marks, comets dragged their long tails, and rainbows came to frame them." Bridge." Slowly close your eyes and think back to the beautiful scenery of Dongying. This place is simply a dream world. Only by paying close attention and slowly savoring the people here can you enter this dreamy world.

In the spring when the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, these are nothing. The best thing is the warm spring breeze. Green as smoke, the spring breeze as light as silk blew the green earth and awakened all things. A gentle breeze blew by, and the willow branches swayed with the wind, as if a girl was combing her hair, so charming and graceful.

In spring, when the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, you make Dongying rejuvenated, so majestic and luxurious. ah! In spring, you bring vitality to the earth. I praise you! 2. What are the poems praising Shandong?

1. Wangyue

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

How about Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young.

The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dawn.

Zeng Yun is born in the chest, and the returning bird enters the canthus.

From the top of the mountain, you can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance.

Translation: How about the scene of Mount Tai, the first of the five mountains? On the land of Qilu, the green mountains have no end. Nature brings together all the magical and beautiful scenes. The yin and yang of the southern and northern mountains are decomposed, and the morning and evening are different. Watching the rising clouds makes one's mind clear; watching the returning birds whirling into the mountains makes one's eyes burst into tears. You must climb to the top of Mount Tai to overlook the seemingly insignificant mountains.

2. Five Poems·Part 5

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Don’t bully Mount Tai, Yan Zi has no intention of envying Lao Peng.

The pine tree will decay after a thousand years, but the hibiscus flower will be proud of itself in one day.

There is no need to be in love with the world and worry about death, nor should one be too tired of life.

Life and death are all illusions. What are the emotions of illusions?

Translation: Mount Tai cannot damage a hair. Yan Yuan has no intention of envying Lao Dan and Peng Zu. The pine tree will eventually die after living for a thousand years, but the hibiscus tree will feel glorious even if it only blooms for one day. Why cling to the world and be afraid of death? Don’t despise and hate life. Life and death are both illusions, and the sorrows and joys of dreamers maintain human relationships.

3. Shanfu Nanlou pays Dou Gongheng in early autumn

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

The white dew disappears with the sun, and the beauty withers with the frost.

If you look down upon me, the beauty of spring will fade away.

Mount Tai is high and the summer clouds are there, it is suspected that the white waves are rising in the East China Sea.

The scattered rain comes up from the river, but the distant curtain rolls up the clear floating eaves.

Zhijun is sitting alone under the Qingxuan Pavilion. At this time, we have the same thoughts.

I am reading Taoism in the south building, and I am in a fairyland in silence behind the curtain.

There was no good reason to visit me, so Lair Gao Wen gave it to me.

Translation: Time flies so fast, just like dew dries up as soon as it sees the sun, and red flowers wilt as soon as they are hit by frost. Since I parted from you, it seems that the spring flowers have been replaced by autumn branches in a blink of an eye. There are lofty summer clouds on the top of Mount Tai, and there are mountains on the mountain, which look like white waves from the East China Sea.

The clouds turn into flying rain and rush from the river, picking up the floating dust and going straight into your beaded curtains. I also know that you must be sitting alone in the room at this time, and I also know that you must be missing me at this time. I read Taoism alone in the South Tower, feeling quiet and leisurely as if I was in the abode of a god. It's a pity that there is no one who likes to make a scene to bring the wine. I can only hope that you can write a touching article to cheer me up!

4. One of six poems about traveling to Mount Tai

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Riding a white deer at dawn, he went straight up to Tianmen Mountain. I met a feathered man on the mountainside, with square pupils and good looks.

Muluo wants to speak, but hides Qingyun Pass. I left my bird trace book floating among the rocks.

The characters are from ancient times, so I have no time to read them. Feeling these three sighs, I have not returned them as a disciple.

Translation: At dawn, I mounted the white deer and headed straight for Nantianmen. I met an immortal on the mountainside, with a dignified appearance and square pupils. I stroked the vines on the ancient pine trees and wanted to chat with him, but he closed the door tightly.

Fortunately, he gave me an ancient book with bird traces written on it as a gift, which was floating among the rocks. The book is written in ancient characters and is very confusing to read. So I sighed again and again and worshiped him as my teacher, so I didn't come back.

5. Two of the six poems about traveling to Mount Tai

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Watching the sun in the bright light, raising your hand to open the cloud pass.

The spirit is flying in all directions, as if it is coming out of heaven and earth.

The Yellow River comes from the west and flows gracefully into the distant mountains.

Looking at the eight extremes from the cliff, your eyes will be free for a long time.

By chance, I am a young boy with green hair and double clouds.

Laugh at me for learning about immortality late, and my beauty is wasted.

Hesitating and suddenly disappearing, the vastness is hard to catch up with.

Translation: At dawn, when I am old enough to stand on the Riguan Peak, I can open the Cloud Pass with just a raise of my hand. Suddenly, my whole body was full of energy, as if I was somewhere between heaven and earth. The Yellow River meanders from the west, and then flows as gracefully as silk to the mountains in the east. Leaning against the cliff, you can see the world in all directions.

Suddenly I saw a green-haired Taoist boy with his hair pulled up like a pair of clouds. He smiled and said to me: Why do you come to learn Taoism now? Years are wasted and youth is wasted. Suddenly he disappeared without a trace and was nowhere to be found, which made people sigh. 3. Beautiful articles and poems describing Shandong (fewer)

1. Winter in Jinan---Lao She wrote an article describing the beautiful scenery of Jinan, Shandong!

2. The land of Qilu is beautiful,

one mountain, one river, one saint,

bordered by Japan and South Korea in the east and Beijing in the west,

Dongying is the entrance to the Yellow River.

Qingdao is the capital of sailing.

Yantai is the hometown of wine.

Weifang is the capital of kites.

Linyi is a famous logistics city,

Weihai is a residential city,

Zibo is the capital of ceramics,

Look at Liaocheng from Jiangbei Water City,

Dezhou, the capital of solar energy,

See the beauty of Xingang in the sunshine.

Laiwu is the capital of the steel city,

Heze is the capital of peonies

The Five Sacred Mountains Praise Mount Tai

Seventy-two Springs are in Jinan

The hometown of Confucius is in Qufu

The hometown of vegetables is in Shouguang

The capital of fat peaches belongs to Feicheng

Laiyang pear is famous all over the world

Leling jujube is famous

The underground canyon is in Yishui

The hometown of architecture is Huantai

The hometown of garlic is Cangshan. . . 4. Poems describing (praising) Shandong (preferably ancient texts)

Liu Fenghao's "Ode to Daming Lake" Lotus on three sides, Liu on four sides, Yicheng mountain scenery, half city lake Du Fu's "Wang Yue" How about Dai Zongfu, Qilu Before the youth is over, the clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang are separated.

There are clouds in my chest, and birds returning home from my canthus. When I stand at the top of the mausoleum, I can see all the small mountains. Dengdai Xing Pu Songling (Qing Dynasty) A long journey into Cuiwei, white clouds flying in and out.

The white clouds go straight up to the heaven, and the top of the mountain comes out of the white clouds. The bubbles of the Yellow River shake the gate of heaven, and thousands of peaks line the descendants.

When you look around, you suddenly feel like the sky is full,? I doubt Xinghemen. The Yao banquet is sent to Gao Yansuo, and the rooster crows and the sea is red with clusters.

Oyan has half a meal of millet at the fifth watch,? Mingxia shines over the autumn valley. The white horse of Wumen looks vaguely, and there is a glaze of vertebrae in the sky.

The cold morning in July is better than the autumn dusk, and the morning dew is cold and the wind is blowing. In an instant, Chao Tun went up the mountain, and the top of the mountain was green and green even to the end of the mountain.

When we arrived at the mountain, it started to rain and the weather cleared up. On the way home, we were soaked in water while walking on our feet. Looking back at the green peaks leaning against the sky, I realize that I am coming from the sun.

Climbing the Mountain Wang Shouren (Ming Dynasty) Climbing the Mount Tai Road at dawn, walking into the mist. The sunshine scatters across the rocks and ravines, and the autumn face glows faintly.

The ladder is hung on the green wall, and you can see the threads of spiders when you look up. The long wind blows the color of the sea, and sends the heavenly clothes swaying.

Sheng music is playing on the top of the mountain, and young children depend on each other. Zhenyi will follow you, don't fly high in the clouds.

Wave as if to treat each other, Danxia shines with afterglow. The mortal body has no healthy feathers, and it is sad that it cannot return.

Wangyue Li Dongyang (Ming Dynasty) occasionally went to Kuiwen Pavilion to view Taiyue Peak. Jump over the blue waves in mid-air, and walk on the flat land like a blue dragon.

Purple love is wet with mist, green pity is splashed with dark water. The long plains are meandering, and the tall trees help cover the velvet.

Welcome and send you off at the festival, and attack with spears and spears. The haze changes to bright and dark, and the clouds and rain experience good and bad luck.

When the chaotic sky was first created, the elves and the earth followed. Divide the territory into a book of tribute from Yu, and seal the domain from Yao.

Yi Qian Lincang? , Pingxu bows to Hua Song. If you are respectful, you should be your father-in-law, and if your names coincide with each other, you will be called the clan.

Nantianmen Chen Yi (Ming Dynasty) Looking into the twelfth level of Tianmen,? Then flying in the void. Qianxun is not on the hook and ladder, but only an arrow can pass through it.

The wind is blowing outside the penghe, and the sunlight is swaying in the sea waves. No one asked about my wishes, but I imagined that Tongyun was the imperial palace.

The cool world of Lingyan Temple, Sadura (Yuan Dynasty), is a cool place today, and the heart of Zhusi in the Ming Dynasty. Wine can soothe guests, and springs can wash away the dust.

The ancient Buddha is covered with moss, and the forest is deep and green. It's late on the road to the woodcutter's song mountain, and the remaining excitement is returned to the birds.

Climbing Mount Tai by Zhang Yanghao (Yuan Dynasty) The wind and cloud reached the pass of heaven in one fell swoop, Ruyi had this view all his life. The smoke in Qizhou is nine o'clock forever, and the sea is open to the sea three poles a day at five o'clock.

The well has always been narrow, but from now on the nest seems wide. Smilingly photographing the new work of Red Cliff Ode, the sky is full of shengs and cranes and the sky is cold.

Dengdai Yuan Haowen (Jin Dynasty) Between the sky and the earth of Mount Tai, it stands like a lush Xiaotai. At the beginning of creation, it was so majestic to cut this with your hand.

As high as the Tianmen is, the natural dangers are as high as the steps. Jiu Gai is clearly seen in Jiu Su and Jiu Kuan.

Ninety thousand miles away, there is no way to falsely accuse Qi Xie. Emperor Qin? DE75? Spiritual power, Maoling is also a talented person.

The green flowers never return, and the stone altar is covered with moss. Looking down at it from ancient times to the present, it feels extremely sad.

It is the turn of spring and summer, and the red and green are boundless. The strange exploration forgot to visit, and I returned late because I was so happy.

It’s a pity that there is no one who appreciates it, but I will finish the remaining cup of joy. Staying at the Jade Girl Temple at night, there are clouds and thunder.

The mountain spirit saw the light and seemed to like the poet. Watching the sun while the cock crows, you can see no haze in all directions.

Six dragons emerge from the hibiscus and turn over the green clouds. I have traveled to Hua and Song all my life, and I will never forget this mountain.

I have been looking at Qilu for ten years, and I feel sad when I climb there? . The lonely clouds are blowing over the cliffs, and the green walls are falling and the clouds are falling.

There is something in front of me that I can’t say, but I feel that my breasts are taller than Cui Wei. Calling Li Bai from the top of Culai Mountain, I want to see Penglai from now on.

Sending the new abbot of Lingyan to the temple Wang Anshi (Northern Song Dynasty) When was Lingyan opened? Plants, magical birds, beasts and fairies. The purple moss along the way is graceful, and the green rocks are flowing with gurgling water? .

The mountain howls gathered Xiao Shenbao, and the elephants resisted and destroyed the feast. Snow-footed people never say goodbye, and the fragrance of the East has its origin.

Titled by Zeng Gong, the abbot of Lingyan (Northern Song Dynasty), the legal Zen room faces a steep valley, and the Bizhi Ling Pagoda is surrounded by mountains. The windows of the pavilion are surrounded by towering clouds and forests, and the sound of bells and chimes is high.

The white cranes have flown over the springs, and the green dragon traceless cave is always cold. I even heard that Lei Yuan was enjoying himself, how could he do anything if he was so mature and busy in the world.

Mount Tai Shi Jie (Northern Song Dynasty) Seven hundred miles away from Lu, looking north to He Yanyan. The mountains are known to be extremely steep, and the five mountains are unique in their dignity.

The world is small, but the tortoise’s vision is ordinary. This is the ancestor of all things. Do not hoe the grass or trees. 5. What are the poems praising Shandong?

How about Du Fu Dai Zongfu of Tang Dynasty in "Wang Yue"? Qilu is still young.

The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dawn. Zeng Yun is born in the chest, and the returning bird enters the canthus.

From the top of the mountain, you can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance. "Single Father Nanlou Repays Dou Gongheng in Early Autumn" Tang Dynasty Li Bai's white dew disappears when the sun comes, and her beauty withers with the frost.

If you look down upon me, the beauty of spring will fade away.

The summer clouds are here in the high mountains of Taishan, and it is suspected that the white waves are rising in the East China Sea.

The scattered rain comes up from the river, but the distant curtain rolls up the clear floating eaves. Zhijun is sitting alone under the Qingxuan Pavilion. At this time, we have the same thoughts.

I am reading Taoism in the south building, and I am in a fairyland in silence behind the curtain. There has never been a good time to visit me, so Lair and Gao Wen gave it to me.

"Six Poems on a Tour to Mount Tai·Part 1" In April of the first year of Bao's reign in Tang Dynasty, Li Bai went up Mount Tai from the old imperial road. Six dragons passed through ten thousand gorges, and the valleys followed them.

The horse tracks around the green peak are now covered with moss. The flowing water is flying and flowing, the water is rushing and the pine trees are mourning.

Looking to the north, you can see the strange peaks of Guangzhang, with the sloping cliffs crushing to the east. The cave door is closed with a stone fan, and there are clouds and thunder in the ground.

Climb high and look at Pengliu, imagining the gold and silver platform. The sky gate roars loudly, and the breeze comes from thousands of miles away.

Four or five jade girls floated down Jiugai. With a smile, you draw your bare hands and leave me the cup of flowing clouds.

I feel ashamed that I am not an immortal. In the vast and small universe, it is so leisurely to abandon this world.

"Six Poems on Traveling to Mount Tai·Part 2" Tang Dynasty Li Bai rode a white deer at dawn, straight up to Tianmen Mountain. I met a feathered man on the mountainside, with square pupils and good looks.

Muluo wants to speak, but hides Qingyun Pass. I left my bird trace book floating among the rocks.

The characters are from ancient times, so I have no time to read them. Feeling these three sighs, I have not returned them as a disciple.

"Six Poems on Traveling to Mount Tai, Part Three" Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty watched the sun tomorrow and raised his hand to open the cloud pass. The spirit is flying everywhere, as if coming out of heaven and earth.

The Yellow River comes from the west and flows gracefully into the distant mountains. Looking at the eight extremes from the cliff, your eyes will be free for a long time.

A young boy with green hair and double clouds. Laugh at me for learning the immortality late, and my beauty is withered in my wasted time.

Hesitating and suddenly disappearing, the vastness is hard to catch up with. 6. Ancient poems praising Shandong

Liu Fenghao's "Ode to Daming Lake" Lotus flowers on three sides, Liu Yicheng's mountain scenery and half city lake Du Fu's "Looking at the Mountains" How is Dai Zongfu, Qilu is still young, the clock of fortune is beautiful, yin and yang At the dawn of the day, there are layers of clouds in my chest, and the birds are returning from my canthus. I will be at the top of the mausoleum, and I can see all the small mountains. Ascend Daidai and go to Pu Songling (Qing Dynasty). I walk all the way into Cuiwei, and white clouds fly to and from my chest. The white clouds go straight up to the heaven. White clouds appear again on the top of the mountain. The bubbles of the Yellow River shake the sky gate, and thousands of peaks are lined with children and grandchildren. Looking around, the sky is almost exhausted, and I feel like I am wondering about the stars and rivers. Yao mats are sent to high rocks for accommodation, and roosters crow in the east of the sea. Half-cooking, the bright clouds shine over the autumn valley. The white horse of Wumen looks vaguely, and a handful of colored glass is reflected in the sky. The cold morning in July is better than the autumn evening, and the morning dew is cold and the wind blows. In an instant, the sky is up to the mountain, and the top of the mountain is green and green even to the end of the mountain. When it rains and clears up on the mountain, I step on my feet to soak up the water halfway on my way back. Looking back at the green peaks leaning against the sky, I realize that the sun is coming. Wang Shouren of the Mountain Climb (Ming Dynasty) Climbing the Mount Tai Road at dawn, I walked into the misty sky. The sun scattered over the rocks and ravines. Autumn looks light and bright. The cloud ladder hangs on the green wall, and you can see the threads of spiders when you look up. The long wind blows the color of the sea, sending the heavenly clothes swaying. Sheng music is playing on the peak, and the two young boys depend on each other. The clothes are about to follow, but the clouds are not flying high. Waving hands as if to treat each other, the afterglow of the red clouds flashes. The mortal body has no healthy feathers, and it is sad that it cannot return. Hu Bingyan's "Mengshan" "The horned dragon is green and green, leaning against the secluded railing to watch the water trickle.

Yadai is rugged There are thousands of valleys, and there are chirping bells in the morning and drums and birds singing in the evening.”