Aesthetic ancient poems describing the prosperity of the city

Song Dynasty: Liu Yong

Southeast Xingsheng, Wusan City and Qiantang have been prosperous since ancient times, with hundreds of thousands of people painting bridges and wind curtains and green curtains. Clouds and trees surround the dike sand, and the raging waves roll frost and snow, and the natural hazards are endless. The city is full of jewels, and every household in Luo Qi is competing for beauty.

Thick lakes overlap and are clear. There are Sanqiu cassia seed and Shili Lotus. Qiang tube clear sky in Wan Li, night, enjoy the lotus. A thousand riders have high teeth. Drunk to listen to the flute and drum, enjoy the haze. The map of the future will be good. I will go back to Fengchi to boast.

2, "picking mulberry seeds, thinking about the West Lake on Qingming Day is good"

Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

During the Qingming Festival, the West Lake is good and prosperous everywhere. Who is fighting for the way? Green willows and bamboos push the cart.

Tourists will go at dusk and wake up drunk and noisy. The road turned into a dam. Until the city head always flowers.

3. "Water Tune Song Tou Wang Dingtai"

Song Dynasty: Yuanqu Dialect

Bear crosses Dongting wild, Chu sees Gu Xiangzhou. He looked at Taiwan Temple, a dangerous base hundreds of feet away from Liu Xi. I also want to ride a thousand times, blow clouds and songs as promised, and have only been to autumn a few times. Sighing in prosperity, prosperity and waste are two kinds of leisure.

Landing sites, old trees, big rivers. Scholars have no land for the country, and there are nine blank points. The blockade was born on a cold night, and Wan Liyun buried his grave, which he hated. In the frosty wind, the sunset is accompanied by sorrow.

4. "Slow voice"

Song Dynasty: Cao Formation

The double eaves are towering, beautiful and spectacular, and the capital is bustling and spectacular. The mica screen is open all around, and people are in the green. From the depths of the smoke, overlooking the palace, overlooking Peng Ying. Back to the pavilion road, five flowers compete and crush the flag pavilion.

Song and wine never stop at night in Changchun. Jin Cuizhao and Luo Qi are talking and laughing. Land, sea, people and mountains meet and all countries cheer. It's always good to go aboard at four o'clock. It's sunny and sunny. Happy new year, happy old year, drunk.