Poetry about the valley forest

1. Poems about forests In ancient times, there were few poems about forests, which were usually mountain scenery. There are many articles describing forests.

Mao Zedong: The qilv "Lushan Mountain" flies from a mountain to the edge of a big river, and leaps onto the lush 400 whirls. Xiangyang looks at the world coldly, and it is hot and windy. A floating yellow crane is sent in the ninth heaven, and white smoke rises under the waves. Ling Tao doesn't know where to go. Can you farm in Taohuayuan?

In Meng Haoran's Passing Old People's Village, we watched the green trees surrounding your village and the pale blue of distant mountains.

Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village is a village without doubt.

How "Song Liu" jasper decorated trees, thousands of strands of moss tapestries hanging down.

Cao Cao's "Looking at the Sea" is bleak in the autumn wind, and Hongbo surges.

Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea" is full of trees and grass.

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2. Poems describing valleys are huge in thousands of mountains, among isolated valleys. -"Twenty Qinzhou Miscellaneous Poems". The seventh "Du Fu"

Walking quietly, the valley is full of potential. -Du Fu in Hanxia

Smoke billows from kitchen chimneys in the cold city, and leaves in the valley are red. -"liangdang county Wu Jiang Shang Zhai" Du Fu

It was cold and dusk in the valley, and my intestines were broken. -"Hu Jia eighteen beats eighteen songs" Wang Anshi

Between the rugged valleys, there is no room left. -Wang Anshi's Fa Xi

The valley is rugged and the road is long. Look around as soon as possible and lament. -"Sorrow Poetry" Cai Yan

Half-folded and half-milled, intertwined, Guo. -"Poetry with Ma Yi" Lutong

The valley is pale and thin, and it passes through the forest obliquely during the day. -"Dongyang Road" Huang Zhencheng

The forest is full of green valleys, and the architectural landscape rises abruptly from the river. -"The Bookstore of the Avant-garde King" Su Shi

Rong Zhi team walked out of the suburbs, and the valley was cold and dark. -"Eleven Beats" Wen Tianxiang

Song Mei in the valley sang the praises of immortals, and today's words are fragrant and fresh. -"Yang He Xiu Fu Yun" Fu Yuan

It's windy in the East China Sea for ten days, and huge waves break the valley. -"Whale" Zhang Shunmin

There seems to be no one on the empty mountain in the valley written by Tang, but I think I heard a voice.

The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant. Castle peak.

Green water. green grass

Bamboo. Blue sky.

The sound of the piano is slightly cool, as ethereal as moonlight floating on an icy pool, and then gradually drifting away ... the sound of the bamboo flute is cold. The flute is distant and desolate.

The whole valley was silent in a half-lonely and half-sad voice and the cold surrounded by green trees. Wang Wei's "Bird Singing Stream" is full of idle osmanthus flowers, and the night is quiet and empty.

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. Climbing Yueyang Tower, I've heard about Dongting Lake for a long time, and now I finally climb this building.

The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water. There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat.

The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing. "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low.

The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.

My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to the eastbound ships. If there is a spring boat on the lake, there is no end to the joy of thinking. No matter what the future holds, I will bear it.

And my boat and I, before the evening breeze, skimmed the flowers and entered the lake. At dusk, I turned to the valley to the west, where I could see the southern star on the other side of the mountain.

The mist rose and circled softly, and the low moon slanted through the Woods. I choose to put aside all worldly things and just be an old man with a fishing rod. ..

Qingxi is from Wang Wei, and I have braved the wind and waves to cross the Huanghua River, and the thoroughfare is from Qingxi. Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.

The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees. The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.

In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water. Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! .

Mount Zhongnan, with its huge height close to the city of heaven, connects Qian Shan to the corner of the sea. The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared.

The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are also different. Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?

Meng Haoran's "Qiu Deng Wan Shan Send Zhang Wu", on a north peak among the white clouds, you found your hiding place. Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese.

Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn. I looked down at the riverbank and took a flat-headed rest with the folks who came home.

The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon. I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.

A letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang. On the eighth day of the first month, the lake here is an air with heaven. Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.

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.

"From a berth on Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou", I ran with the river all night. The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river.

Jiande's scenery is good, but it's not my hometown. I still miss my old friends in Yangzhou. Recalling those two lines of tears that I couldn't restrain, I looked at the west side of the west bank and sent sadness to Yangzhou.

On a clear morning, in a Buddhist retreat behind the Broken Mountain Temple, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine shone on the treetops. A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat.

Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang.

In Wang Zhihuan's "In the Heron Villa", the mountains cover the day and the sea drains the golden river. By going up one flight of stairs, look further.

"Liangzhou Ci" The Yellow River, far from the white clouds, is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!

Poetry, Wang, Linjiangzhu and Mingluan continued to sing and dance. The painted building faces Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills at dusk.

The shadow of the idle cloud pool is long, and things change for a few years. Where is the emperor in the cabinet today? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself.

Li Bai used to play here when he climbed the Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing, so this place was named after them, but now he abandoned it to this desolate river. Martial arts flowers were laid on deserted paths, and the number of relatives and friends in the Jin Dynasty has become a famine.

Three mountains and a half fall outside the blue sky, and Egret Island is wet. Because clouds can break the sun and hide his city from my melancholy heart.

"Early Interpretation of Baidicheng" pays tribute to Baidicheng, and a thousand miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day. The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.

"Looking at Lushan Waterfall" Rizhao incense burner gives birth to purple smoke, overlooking the waterfall in Qianchuan. Flying down three thousands of feet, Ying is the Milky Way falling for nine days.

"Looking at Tianmen Mountain" Tianmen cuts off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu flows. The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.

"Yellow Crane Tower Farewell Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" Old friends say goodbye to the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks will go down to Yangzhou in March. 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.

The Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao, where the yellow crane carried saints to heaven a long time ago, is now the only one left. The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.

Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass. But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.

Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" Gushan Temple is located in the north of Jiating West, with a flat water surface and low clouds. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

Ode to Mujiang is covered with sunset, half river rustling and half river red. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.

On the frosty night of Zhang Ji's "a night-mooring near maple bridge", Jiang Feng caught fire and slept. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

Liu Yuxi's "Zhi Zhu Ci" Liu Lv Jiang Shuiping, I listen to the songs on the Langjiang River. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is ruthless and affectionate.

Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring" is thousands of miles long, green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.

"Take the mountain" away from the cold mountain, the stone road is oblique, and there are people from Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Zhang Hu's "Nanjing Ferry" Jinling Du Jinshui Mountain Building, pedestrians can worry about themselves overnight. The tide sets on the moon, and the second and third fires in Guazhou.

4. What poems describe "quiet mountains"? 1. At the end of the fireworks, find a pure land, watch the prosperity fall, listen to the birds, and lean on your ears. Quiet mountain forests, open up one side of the water and soil, enjoy one side of the sky, smell one side of Lin Qing, and let him die. Find an uninhabited valley, build a wooden house, pave a bluestone path, and feel at ease with you in the morning bell and dusk drum.

2, quiet mountain forest, open one side of the water and soil, enjoy one side of the sky, smell a clean forest breath, accompany you to see the flowers bloom and fall.

At this time, the spring is bright, the spring breeze is blowing, everything is comfortable, and birds are singing in it. This is a great spring breeze. At this time, when you are in the mountains, find a quiet place, take a pot of good wine and drink it, and worship the sky and the beautiful world with wine.

Time changes with the rising sun and rain and dew. I am wandering in this long journey, trying to find the flavor. In midsummer, there are beautiful things, some are picked up and some are forgotten. Finally, they all touched every ray of light in this generation's summer. Deep blue shines in the moonlight, and the quiet mountain forest is cold in the bath. I don't know where I am or whether the world is right or wrong.

The moonlight is faint, and a deep and shallow dark green is outlined in the dense forest. The air is so silent that even the sound of insects can't be heard. Only the occasional wind passing over the grass tips cuts out subtle sounds in the forest. If there is no sound, the whole mountain forest will be deeper. It was so quiet that no one passed by.

6. I want to go for a walk in the forest alone, where it is very quiet and I can piece together my feelings. I want to be there, forget you, practice alone and sleep without you.

7. You said you like quiet, and I gave up the noisy life for you; You said that you like to be alone, and I will accompany you to live in seclusion in the mountains; You said you wanted a bright star, sorry! It's too high for me to reach!

8. Many years later, if I go to Siguniang Mountain, it will not be quiet in the forest, but just a hole in the cliff. After many years, if I go wandering, it is not for the beauty of mountains and rivers, but for you along the way.

9. Deep mountains and dense forests, the tree-lined mountain roads on both sides are covered with thick pine needles. In the afternoon, the sun emits a pungent smell of turpentine, and birds occasionally make clear calls like shadows.

10, the wind is clear and the clouds are light, with clear water and green mountains. People who cross the gorge are not born. Look at the size of heaven and earth and the complexity of trees. I can't stand it. A bird sings. Talking about the sky and talking about the land, I don't know who my confidant is.

5. What poems describe the "valley"? 1. Du Fu in Tang Dynasty.

Two orioles sing green willows,

A line of egrets rose into the sky.

The window contains autumn snow in Xiling,

Mambo Wu Dong Wan Li Ship.

2. "Bird Watching Creek" Tang

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

3. "Chai Lu" Don Wang Wei

There seems to be no one on the empty mountain.

However, I think I heard a voice.

Sunlight enters the Woods,

Reflected from the green moss to me.

4. "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River" Tang Du Fu

Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers,

Thousands of flowers bent the branches.

Butterflies have been dancing,

Charming songbirds sing freely.

5. Liangzhou Porcelain Tang Wang Paper Ring

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds.

Wan Ren is an isolated city.

Why should a strong brother complain about willow?

The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.

6. The poem describing the forest is like this: Cicada is quiet in the forest, Tonamiyama is more hidden in the forest, where birds sing in the shade, Liu Fupu is a jet wrasse, and the emerald cotton forest is too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.

Clear water and clear stones can be counted straight out, and there are no birds in the forest. Forests are areas with high density of trees.

These plant communities cover a large area of the world and play an important role in reducing carbon dioxide, animal communities, hydrological turbulence regulation and soil consolidation, which is one of the most important aspects of the earth's biosphere. Forests include arbor forests and bamboo forests.

Forest is a surface biological community mainly composed of trees. It is rich in variety, complex in structure and diverse in functions.

The full text of the above poem is as follows: (1) "Entering Ruoyexi" is an imperial book with an open mind. The afterglow of the sunset rises from the distant mountains, and the sun shines on the winding water.

The cicadas are singing, and the Woods are particularly quiet; The singing of birds in the mountains is more beautiful than usual. This place has given me a hermit's heart. I'm tired of my official career but I'm not retired and sad.

(2) "Mountain Rhyme" Birds on the land are singing in the shade forest, and deer are floating in the park. Alas, I am a fool. My servants are chasing after meat and millet.

Pity the kite's shoulder and cover it with shame. The difficulty is still in the mountains, and I want to raise my own livestock.

Set foot on Xixi and build a house in the North Valley. The light is always hidden, and the jade touches the vulgar eyes.

(3) Cai Xi's "Family Brothers Topic Weinan Governors Leave" is quiet and idle at home, so why close the door? If you don't go abroad, you will be depressed.

Xuan cars come and go, and the name is clear. Sichuan will fish for jade, and the township pavilion will sprinkle gold.

Su Hui spouts wrasse, emerald cotton forest. I used to be obsessed with poetry and calligraphy and would rather work hard.

My brother, Xu, wasted his way to find each other. Celebrate old clothes in the morning and relax at night.

The article praised the beautiful scenery in the distance, which added to the admiration. I'm looking forward to it. I won't be able to live in Lu Chen tomorrow.

(4) "Bamboo House" Wang Wei I leaned alone in the dense bamboo forest, playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.

(5) "Interview with Qin Hui Huisi Two Monks in Lari Gushan" Su Shi longs for snow, the lake is full of clouds, and the balcony has no mountains. There are plenty of stone fish in the water, but there are no birds in the forest.

I really entertain myself when I don't return to my wife and children in the twelfth lunar month. Where do Taoist priests live? Pandong Baoyun Mountain Road.

Who wants to live in a lonely mountain? Taoist priests are not alone on their mountains. Paper window bamboo building is deep and warm, sitting and lying brown.

In cold weather, I don't worry about my servant at all, so I have to drive home and can't leave. Out of the mountain, looking back at the cloud shadow tree, I saw the floating picture of wild storks.

I was so happy when I was swimming, and I felt like a dream when I got home. It is difficult to copy a poem after it is lost.

7. What are the ancient poems about forests? 1. What's so general, empty water * * * leisurely. The afterglow of the sunset rises from the distant mountains, and the sun shines on the winding water. The cicadas are singing, and the Woods are particularly quiet; The singing of birds in the mountains is more beautiful than usual. This place has given me a hermit's heart. I'm tired of my official career but I'm not retired and sad. -Wang Ji's "If you are in Xi"

I am leaning alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. -Wang Wei's bamboo house

It will snow, the clouds will fill the lake, the towers will be bright and the mountains will be gone. There are plenty of stone fish in the water, but there are no birds in the forest. I really entertain myself when I don't return to my wife and children in the twelfth lunar month. Where do Taoist priests live? Pandong Baoyun Mountain Road. Who wants to live in a lonely mountain? Taoist priests are not alone on their mountains. Paper window bamboo building is deep and warm, sitting and lying brown. In cold weather, I don't worry about my servant at all, so I have to drive home and can't leave. Out of the mountain, looking back at the cloud shadow tree, I saw the floating picture of wild storks. I was so happy when I was swimming, and I felt like a dream when I got home. It is difficult to copy a poem after it is lost. -Su Shi's Interview with Two Monks Huisi in Lari Gushan.

4. The flat forest is vast, the haze is vast, and the cold mountain area is sad and blue. When the color enters a tall building, someone upstairs is worried. The jade steps stand empty, and the birds fly quickly. Where is the return trip? Long pavilion with short pavilion. -Li Bai's Bodhisattva Man

5. Hey, hey, it's dangerous! The difficulty of Shu Dao is difficult to go to the sky! Until the two rulers of this area forced their way through in the foggy age! Forty-eight thousand years have passed. Don't talk to Qin Sai. And Dabaishan, to the west, still has only one bird path, all the way to the peak of Emei. Once it was broken by an earthquake, some brave people lost it, and then the ladder stone pile was hooked. On the high flag, six dragons drive the sun, and far below, the river lashes its twisted channel. Such a height is difficult for a yellow crane, poor monkey, they only have claws to use. The Green Mud Mountain is made up of many circles. For every hundred steps, we have to turn nine times in the middle of its mound. Panting, we passed Orion, passed Jingxing, and then fell to the ground with our arms folded and groaned. We don't know whether this road to the west will never end. The road ahead is getting darker and darker. Nothing can be heard except the cries of birds surrounded by ancient forests. The male bird rotates smoothly and follows the female bird. Jathyapple, what comes to us is the melancholy voice of Du Fu, a sad empty mountain. It's hard to get through the Shu Road, and it's hard to get to the sky. It turns pale when you smell it! The highest cliff is less than a foot from heaven, and the withered pine trees hang low on the cliff surface. One thousand waterfalls rushed forward one after another, sending out the thunder of rotating stones in ten thousand valleys. You've come a long way at all risks! Although the pass of the watchtower is strong and steep, one person guards it and ten thousand people can't beat it. What if he is not loyal, but a wolf to his companions? . There are scary hungry tigers during the day and poisonous reptiles at night; With their teeth and fangs, they kill like hemp. Although the Silk City is beautiful, I'd rather go home soon. It's hard to get through the Shu Road, but it's hard to get into the sky. Look sideways to the west and ask for advice! -Li Bai's "Difficult Road to Shu"

6. Like snow on the mountain, as bright as the moon in the clouds. I heard that you have two hearts, so I came to break up with you. Today is like the last party, and tomorrow we will break up. I moved my feet slowly along the edge of the road, and my past life flowed like water in a ditch, never returning. When I decided to take the king away from home, I didn't cry like an ordinary girl. I am full of thinking that if I marry a person with a heart, I can love each other and be happy forever. The love of men and women is as light and soft as a fishing rod, and the fish is as lovely as a living wave. Men should attach importance to friendship, and there is no money to compensate for the loss of sincere love. -Zhuo Wenjun's "White-headed Song"

7. Emei is higher than the western polar sky, and Luofu is connected with Nane. The famous public thought that waving colored pens would drive the mountains to the sea to focus on it. The hall is green as a sweep, and the red city is full of smoke. Dongting is fragrant with misty clouds, and there are three rivers and seven rivers. In rough places, lonely boats will get lost in the new year. The sail did not move or rotate, and it floated like falling into the sky with the wind. My heart is shaking and my eyes are broken. When can I climb to the top of the three mountains? The west peak is a towering fountain, and the rocks and water are rippling. The east cliff is foggy, and the deep forest is empty. Here, day and night are lost, silent and cicada-free. The following feather guest is, sitting quietly is Nanchang Xian. Zhao Fuzi, a fairy in Nanchang, was a genius last year. -Li Bai's "Dangtu Zhao Yan Shaofu Powder Map Landscape Song"

8. In the distant cold mountain, the stone path is oblique, and there are people deep in the white clouds. (Deep work: where to live) Stop and sit and love the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. -Du Mu's "Mountain Walk"

9. No one asked the fallen petal outside the door, Ran Ran is all over the world. The orioles in the Woods stopped crying, but came to the pond covered with grass alone to listen to the frogs. -Cao Qian's "Spring is bursting"

10. It's snowing, the lake is full of clouds, and the balcony is out of sight. There are plenty of stone fish in the water, but there are no birds in the forest. I really entertain myself when I don't return to my wife and children in the twelfth lunar month. Where do Taoist priests live? Pandong Baoyun Mountain Road. Who wants to live in a lonely mountain? Taoist priests are not alone on their mountains. Paper window bamboo building is deep and warm, sitting and lying brown. In cold weather, I don't worry about my servant at all, so I have to drive home and can't leave. Out of the mountain, looking back at the cloud shadow tree, I saw the floating picture of wild storks. I was so happy when I was swimming, and I felt like a dream when I got home. It is difficult to copy a poem after it is lost. -Su Shi's Interview with Two Monks Huisi in Lari Gushan.

1 1. Birds are singing in the shade, and deer are planted in cypress trees. Alas, I am a fool. My servants are chasing after meat and millet. Pity the kite's shoulder and cover it with shame. The difficulty is still in the mountains, and I want to raise my own livestock. Set foot on Xixi and build a house in the North Valley. The light is always hidden, and the jade touches the vulgar eyes. -Lu You's "Mountain Rhyme"

12. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes. -Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain

13 .. Gao Dong looks at dusk, and migration depends on it. Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling. The shepherd brought the calf back, hunted horses and brought birds back. Care for no acquaintances, Long song pregnant with Cai Wei. -Wang Ji's Wild Hope