Tanzhou poems

Du Mu

Keywords smoke cage, cold water, moon cage sand,

Stop near Qinhuai restaurant at night.

Women in business don't understand the hatred of national subjugation,

Singing "backyard flowers" on the other side of the river.

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There is smoke over the Han River, and the silver moonlight shines on the white sands of Zhou Xiao.

In the evening, I parked on the bank of Qinhuai River, near the restaurant.

The singer doesn't know what national subjugation is, but he is still singing "backyard flowers" across the river.

Based on the history of Chen's death in pursuit of debauchery, this poem satirizes that the rulers of the late Tang Dynasty lived in a state of drunkenness and never learned lessons, and shows the author's incomparable concern and deep concern for the fate of the country.

2. Seek seven poems about Huizhou from Huizhou West Lake/Visit Huizhou West Lake with poets (old work)

When I was reading history, I first heard Fan Li's name, but Liu Qingqing was beautiful.

Flowers bloom freely in the garden, and birds gloat in the shed.

Old rain poems are full of things, and the new year is peaceful.

Tanchun is a secret and wonderful friend, rowing to the middle of the lake!

Seven stops to visit Huizhou West Lake and meet Dongpo couplets.

The silk rain and tears on the wall are new marks, and the white heart is cold in the early days of the South China.

When the doctor was heartbroken, he left Joe to mourn.

It is for this reason that the meaningful poem "Flowers are white and green, butterflies dance in the breeze" in Hanlin Liang Dingfen's Huazhou Qu. "Suddenly, the downpour fell from the sky, scattering all kinds of pearls on Pinghu Lake." Whenever it rains, it is the best place to enjoy the scenery, so it has the reputation of "Flower Rain". There is a bonsai garden in Baihuazhou today, and there is a Liulun painting pavilion in the former site of Luoxiaxie, which adds luster to the flower bonsai and makes Baihuazhou more colorful.

The vast water moon overflows the lake, and people are near Su Causeway. How many times have we glimpsed and boasted about the moon, we can see that the moon is round here.

The poem "Diancuizhou" says, "The West Lake and the West Lake blend together, and the lake should be Diancuizhou. A piece of flowers can't be described, and the Moon Bay is as graceful as an eyebrow."

3. Poems describing Poyang Lake entered Li Peng Lake. During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Xie Lingyun was tired of swimming in the water, and the wind and waves were difficult to talk about.

Waves and rapids rushed into the island, immediately split in two, one suddenly turned sharply, and crashed into cliffs, snow waves and waves, more condensed and rushing down. Along the way, sometimes by moonlight night, listen to the sad apes, wet dew, and enjoy the fragrant grass; Sometimes in the early morning, it's near spring and wild, green and vast, far and high, and white clouds gather.

I want to rely on the quiet scene at night to participate in this meditation. But day and night, Chao Si thought about it and was still puzzled.

Rock climbing is like an ancient mirror, pulling leaves into the pine door. Visiting UFOs, overlooking, but three rivers and nine streams, the record of ancient sages, has become a difficult story to follow; The vicissitudes of nature and the truth of nature are even more difficult to study.

The spirit is stingy and strange, and the spirit is secret. The golden paste extinguished the bright light, and the water embellished the flowing temperature.

Suddenly, a voice came, and all was silent, only the endless melancholy echoed in Jiangtian. Shek Pik Jingshe returned to the lake in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and Xie Lingyun's climate changed, and the landscape was clear and bright.

Qing Hui can entertain people, but a wanderer forgets to go home. It's still early from the valley, and it's too late when the boat gets on board.

The Woods and valleys gather in the evening scenery, and the sunset clouds float in the night sky. Water chestnuts and lotus flowers echo in the blue river, and reed mats grow with wheat.

Walking on the road in the south with dust, enjoying the doors and windows in the east happily. Worry is light, and there is nothing wrong with meaning.

These words are for people who want to keep fit. I hope they can keep fit in this way. Li Peng Lake Zhang Jiuling in the Tang Dynasty passed through the Great Lakes, and the lakes flowed in rows.

In the morning, I went to Zhu Bei, and Doupu was in the west. Although this place is flooded, it is in the middle reaches and leisurely.

There are many roses and paradoxes, but the feeling is not one. Lushan mountain is straight for yang, and solitary stone is yin.

A cloud of water flew in, exposing several peaks in the middle of the lake. What happened to the elephant? Do you know what they say? Moreover, understanding is natural, and there is no sympathy for the high and low.

When I entered Peng Li, I visited Songmen, looked at the stone mirror, thanked me for my entertainment, and wrote a poem about my book tour. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai thanked Gong for Peng Li, so I visited Songmen. I just looked up from there at the stone mirror on the mountain and the water flowing to the end.

This line is to inherit Xie Gong's artistic tradition and spirit, not just to relax here. The advice of our predecessors, Chao, where can we seek truth?

The situation belongs to Pan America, but there is no continent. Water flows east and the Yangtze River flows south.

The night between the two lakes is empty, winding and chaotic. The bright moon in the sky is hidden in the green osmanthus trees, and the melancholy apes pass through the green maple forest.

The river may pick up green snot, but can the secret of refining elixir be found? I want to learn from immortals, and I want to have a heart-to-heart relationship with immortals.

During the flood season in Xunyang City, Peng Li sent the judge Tang Libai to swing the baby irrigation well, and Xunyang River gained the upper hand. Sail into the celestial mirror and reach the east of Penghu.

The shadows turn to rain, and the clouds are far away. Famous mountains thrive and reward the poor.

The stone mirror hangs far away from the moon, and the incense burner extinguishes the rainbow. Acacia is concerned about this, and I look up with you.

Stay at the Peng Li Pavilion. Yin traveled lonely and rarely to lighten his burden and increase his sadness. Distant mountains pity dusk, and high willows fear clear autumn.

Look at tenses when you are sick, and miss old times when you are drunk. You have nothing on your mind today, so why hate it?

Tang Wei Zhuang, a pan-Poyang Lake, has boundless birds everywhere, and the big waves shock Chushan. The rain outside, the spirit has passed, and Di Zi returns in the rustling clouds.

Carps are like long waves, and boats are like leaves. Who will come after Yi's death? Although there are more lovers, there are fewer lovers.

Tang Duxun and a fisherman from Peng Li made a fishing boat out of a reed forest, and his flowers were scattered in Xiang Qiu. Only seagulls on the waves are companions, and people don't care about things.

Songs come from the shore and the wind comes, and the silk sleeps at the beginning of the month. You teach me to be idle as a gentleman, and I will win the old mountain lake song.

Spring passes under the sail of Poyang Lake in the Tang Dynasty, and the storm is very eye-catching. Wu Shan and Wu are not here, and Chu is cold in clothes.

Only after this kind of worry can we know that it is difficult to go. Sand island in the sunset, I look back with a sigh.

Li Peng Lake looks forward to the east of Xiang Si Lake Pavilion in spring, so you don't have to go far back. The grass was full of ebb tide, and even the geese came.

Luzhou is still radiant, and clouds gather and smoke disperse. I'd rather die than die. The ship is safe.

Pan-Lipeng Lake Song Yujing Peng Li Ancient Adventure, Shangtang Guan Houwei. The source is long and the clouds are floating, and the horizon is endless.

It is rumored that it will be handed in in May, so it will be cloudy at this time. Hurricanes give birth to the cape and spare no effort to choke it.

All kinds of people shout anger, and waves are crazy. Running thunder and thunder, even the drums began to play.

A lone boat has a light leaf, floating like it is swimming. So, go with the flow and never underestimate Gigi.

If you break the law, you will take a bus and fly on your wings. Waiting for the clouds to collect, the dry Kun profile is natural.

Chan Lake is full of Wan Li. Then list the blue radius to avoid dragons.

I would like to cultivate my self-cultivation and listen to this boating. As long as it is temporary, there will be no danger to life.

After crossing Poyang Lake, Song and Zhao fell to the ground, and first frost was bright and clear. The long wave is wide and wide, and the big ge is light.

Singing the fishing songs in the village quietly, the geese flying sideways to Zhu. Clouds cover pavilions, and Zhang Yucheng is vaguely.

There are ten thousand lighthouses in duchang county, Song and Su Shi on Poyang Lake in Duchang. People don't cross the South Mountain, but the east wind blows the old peach blossoms.

The topic is about the ebb tide marks on the Beifeng River during the Song and Soviet Dynasties. I hate going to the door without taking a boat. Louguan flies like a mountain, and pine clouds fall into the water.

Go to the church, apes and birds peep at the seats early, beg for food, and sail around the village at dusk. Who knows the depth of the rock, you will soon know Yuan Kun.

Except in the evening, the lake was involved in a snowstorm, and Zhe made a sunset in Xiaoyang City. The breeze blows people's skirts, and the fog surrounds the head of Lushan Mountain.

The boatman laughed. This is Hou. The ship is not deep enough, and the sand is flying wildly.

Turn the wheel hub in a clear sky, and water will rise from Fu Gang. The sail is high, and there is no hope of breaking the cable.

My boat is as old as a mountain, so there is no such day. An old heart fears waves and returns to the cold window.

Once you learn the earth, you will know everything. At first, I suspected that Akiyama had cracked, but I was afraid of fighting with jiaozi.

Drums and bells growled at each other, and Ge Jia rubbed against each other. Yun Ni Black Flag Exhibition, with trees in full swing.

Towing firewood dazzles people's hearts, and vibrating the brigade to support the army. Or a shackle? ? Yin, still so pale and growling.

Many sounds are mixed with breathing, and they are different from each other. The night becomes cold, and the flying cymbals gather and fly.

Xiao Sao Peng Peng a quick laugh, sunshine through the window. Hard coagulation suddenly became a product, and the surge has not been investigated.

Qianzhoupu, Qionggui Zhuoyuan. Mountains and rivers are the same color and compete with each other.

Fish and turtles flee deep and the wild is full of songs. The neighbors are broken, and the leftovers are cold.

The cold horseshoe is only full of angels, and the bacon has no satisfied beans. Close your eyes and raise your salary slightly.

Poor roads are poor. Sit and make his wife sweat.

Although the mystery is extremely turbid, it has not been forgotten. It's going to be unloaded in a year. It's been a really hard year.

The clouds are peeling off, the forest is red and the sun is leaking. The wind shuttle has been closed, and Jiang Lian is flat and not wrinkled.

The two oars dance together, and the peaks are amazing. One of his colleagues is poor in knowledge.

I feel sorry for myself, whether my dream will come true. In spring in the city, the roof tiles are frozen at the beginning, and I am drunk after all my hardships.

After the Song Dynasty, Peng was in a dangerous situation, and his heart and soul were lonely. The autumn wind blows the waves and flies to the house, while the spring rain covers the sky.

Fisherman's boat, daughter's boat. Fight for the snail's horn and look at the deep blue on the ground.

After Peng Li Lake and Song Ligang, Shen Yu was best at harnessing rivers, and he entrusted snakes to make remittances. Hongcheng is not the only Yang, but the mighty ending makes Qunchuan meet.

Qunchuan has learned that the river is not turbulent, and Chaozong went to the south bank of Haidong. Clouds of smoke are boundless and the horizon is wide.

The world has been scattered and separated, and there is no wind and white waves like mountains. I'm in this bank today, so what's the matter?

Yang Hou is also a poor man, unlearned. Good wind borrowed a sail to make your eyes brighter.

When I came to paint Ming Ge for six nights, I suddenly lost sight of Qianshan. Wave heart suddenly see the star palace, cloud see ruff.

There are not many scenic spots in the world, and the Dongting Three Gorges is really real. * * * white period drunk, don't drink?

Li Peng Lake in Song Zhuxi, the vast Peng Li has no land, and the white waves and spring breeze moisten the sky. Things go to the boat, chitose old dumpling play.

Young people come from the south of the city, and the water is surging like a mountain. The ship is sailing. The middle stream winds to see the end of the ridge, and the viewer is afraid of falling.

I dressed on Longshan Road today, in front of the temple selling wine.

4. Song Su Shi's Poems Written by Li Sixun on Poyang Lake.

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Island map of the Yangtze River: The mountains are grey, the water is boundless, and the river is big and lonely.

Enter Li Peng Lake.

Xie Lingyun in the Southern and Northern Dynasties

Tourists are tired of water, and the wind and waves are difficult to talk about.

Waves and rapids rushed into the island, immediately split in two, one suddenly turned sharply, and crashed into cliffs, snow waves and waves, more condensed and rushing down.

Listen to the moaning of the moon. Afraid of driving?

I want to rely on the quiet scene at night to participate in this meditation.

But day and night, Chao Si thought about it and was still puzzled.

Rock climbing is like an ancient mirror, pulling leaves into the pine door.

Visiting UFOs, overlooking, but three rivers and nine streams, the record of ancient sages, has become a difficult story to follow; The vicissitudes of nature and the truth of nature are even more difficult to study.

The spirit is stingy and strange, and the spirit is secret.

The golden paste extinguished the bright light, and the water embellished the flowing temperature.

Suddenly, a voice came, and all was silent, only the endless melancholy echoed in Jiangtian.

5. Poetry describing Yangzhou, dreaming of Yangzhou for ten years, won a romantic and unfortunate name.

Li Bai bid farewell to Meng Haoran on his way to Yangzhou.

Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers. Sailing alone, the blue sky is exhausted, and only the Yangtze River is in the sky.

Yangzhou man

Jiangkui

Xichun Shen Bing arrived in Japan and was praised by Weiyang. At the beginning of the night snow, he looked forward to the wheat. When you enter its city, you look around for depression and the cold water is green. Twilight gradually rises, and the defensive angle mourns. I feel sad and sad. Because of this song, the old man in Yan Qian thinks there is sadness of separation.

Huaizuomingdu, Zhuxi is a good place with few saddles on the initial journey.

Ten miles after the spring breeze, the wheat is green.

Looking at the river from Huma; Abandoning the pool tree is still tirelessly talking about soldiers.

It's getting late and everything is empty.

It is not surprising that Du's reward is too heavy now.

Vertically speaking, although the dream of a brothel is good, it is difficult to be affectionate.

The 24th Bridge is still there, the waves are swaying, and Leng Yue is silent.

After reading the red medicine by the bridge, you will know who you should live for every year!

Du Mu's Letter to Han Chuo, Yangzhou Magistrate "There is water in the green hills, but the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn. On the moonlit night of the 24th Bridge, where can jade people teach to blow Xiao? "

Topic Yangzhou Temple

Du Mu

After the rain, cicadas are noisy, and the climate of pine trees floating in the wind has been spread to autumn.

Moss covered the steps, and Bai Niao deliberately stayed behind.

The mist in the evening is getting deeper and deeper, and the sunset gradually lowers a small building.

Who knows that this quiet bamboo road leads to the bustling Yangzhou song.

Two Farewell Songs (Part I)

Du Mu

13 years of good posture is light, living like a scepter in bud in early February.

In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty.

relieve one's feelings

Du Mu

Down and out, rivers and lakes carry restaurants, and Chu has a thin waist and a light palm.

Yangzhou's ten years, like a dream, wake up, but in the brothel women this is a fickle reputation.

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Twelve Yangzhou Poems

rainbow-shaped bridge

Portsmouth Waterfront Sasha Vujacic, smoke lock rattan lock bridge. The figure's clothes stink at a distance, and he still asks little Hong Xiao in the stream.

Niansi bridge

Twenty-four came from Dulang, and the wind and the lotus swayed and said, what a mother. At the beginning of the month, it is difficult to draw stars, and the rain suddenly comes three or two lines.

Wu Ting Bridge Moon

Fragrant gold floating gallery, frost flowing skirt. How many bright moons are there on Slender West Lake? Who looks deeper at the top of the bridge?

Pingshantang

The arch of blue light is straight and can help, and it is also very different from dreaming of a young moon. How dare the guests in front of the hall be equal?

Note: Three old people: Ouyang Xiu, Wang Anshi and Su Shi.

Zhuyuwan scenic spot

Sail marks, heron shadows shrouded in gurgling, geese singing in the air, gone forever. Looking at the end of the world, the sky is getting white, and the dogwood is full of flowers.

Ge Yuan

It is very difficult for a person to write a book in Qian Qian, and it is very difficult in autumn, winter, spring and summer. How many real gentlemen are there in the world? Mr. Wiper, look carefully.

Note: Huang Zhijun, general manager of merchants in Huaibei, is a private garden.

Rara Xv

Pale, long red, hidden stone bridge, pavilions in banana. Is the poet Ye Chun here today? The farmer helped himself to a cigarette and asked to draw a picture.

Wish: The original Ye Chun Poetry Society in the park.

Long Beach

Clouds move dawn stars, and red willows fail. The letter of classification is more urgent than the original painting, and paying attention to Yuanyuan is the sound!

Note: Sub-rules: cuckoo and seedling-urging bird.

Stone mountain in Heyuan

The flaky piled up into mountains in Jiangbei, and the waves were half spoonful and five lakes were clear. After all, Buddhism is pure and always cynical.

Note: Shitao stacks rocks into mountains and stores water into pools. Some people call it an orphan of painting.

Yu Gou long Cui

Jiang Hangjia is green, and the hook hangs empty and bright frost. Who is the head of the White House? Have you ever worshipped the king of the underground?

Note: Yang Di is buried in the Forbidden City.

Guanshao Pavilion

At first glance, the flowers are blooming, and online celebrity's leaves are covered with red branches. Linggen comes from the depths of the moon, but there are some red beans?

Wenfeng Tower

Jade ring pearl crane is also sad, lotus clothes dripping dew dawn star cold. God was afraid of Yangzhou customs, so he took a peak as a pen to read.

Note: There is a saying in the Qing Dynasty that "Qingshan also feels Yangzhou customs, and how many peaks cross the river".

Li Bai bid farewell to Meng Haoran on his way to Yangzhou.

Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers. Sailing alone, the blue sky is exhausted, and only the Yangtze River is in the sky.