Poems describing the misty mountains.

Poems about Foggy Mountains 1. Poems about Foggy Mountains

1. The east wind is full of glory, and the fragrant fog is empty and the moon turns to the corridor. -from the Song Dynasty: Su Shi's Begonia

Interpretation in vernacular Chinese: The east wind blew a faint cloud, revealing the moon, and the moonlight was also faint. The fragrance of flowers melts in the hazy fog, and the moon has moved through the cloister in the courtyard.

2, the fog is lost, and the moon is lost. -from the Song Dynasty: Qin Guan's "Tasha Travel Chenzhou Hostel"

Interpretation in the vernacular: misty, the balcony is indistinguishable, the moonlight is hazy, and the ferry is hidden.

3, the sky meets the clouds and the mist, and the Milky Way wants to turn to Qian Fan dance. -from the Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao's "Fisherman's Pride, Heaven Meets Clouds and Mists"

Interpretation of the vernacular: It is misty in the sky, and the morning mist is foggy in the cage. The Milky Way is turning, and Qian Fan is drifting like a shuttle.

4, the courtyard is deep, and the cloud window and fog pavilion are late in spring. -from the Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao's "Lin Jiang Xian Mei"

Interpretation in vernacular Chinese: There are many floors in the courtyard, and the windows of the attic are clustered with clouds, and the faint fog permeates around, but spring is late.

5. Kesashige is foggy, and Jiangshan is deep here. The sound of the beach is more urgent in autumn, and the gorge is cloudy and cloudy. -From the Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's Rainy Rain

Interpretation in the vernacular: Today's Shan Lan is particularly foggy, and the world is vast, but it is so remote and far-reaching. Smell the autumn brought by the beach river, and the climate in the valley is humid, and sunny days are more like cloudy days.

2. Poems about clouds and fog

Poems about clouds and fog include:

1. In the Tang Dynasty, Han Yi's "In the Mountain of Sushiyi"

Original text:

Clouds are not * * * This mountain is neat, and the mountains are hazy and pale.

xiao yue is temporarily flying in a tall tree, and the autumn river is separated by several peaks to the west.

Translation:

The clouds in the sky can't be even with this mountain, and the mountains are even more blurred from a distance.

At dawn, the crescent moon flies into the tall trees temporarily, and the Milky Way in autumn night is far to the west of several peaks.

2. Mount Zhongnan by Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty

Original:

its massive height near the City of Heaven, joins a thousand mountains to the corner of the sea. White clouds in the back of the synthesis of a piece, blue haze into the mountains disappeared.

a central peak divides the wilds, and weather into many valleys. Want to find a house in the mountain to stay, the water conductor asked the woodcutter can be convenient?

Translation:

The majestic Taiyi Mountain is near Chang 'an City, and the mountain is connected with the mountain and winds all the way to the seaside. White clouds linger in the air and look back, and the green mist is lost in the mountains.

the central main peak separates the south from the east and the west, and the valleys between the mountains are very different. I want to find a family to stay in the mountains. Is it convenient to ask the woodcutter across the water?

3. Rainy Rain by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty

Original:

Kesashige is misty and foggy, and the mountains and rivers are deep here. The sound of the beach is more urgent in autumn, and the gorge is cloudy and cloudy.

I look at the clouds and cover my eyes, homesick for raindrops. How will you comfort your solitude? Lai this north window piano.

Translation:

Today, the fog in Shan Lan is particularly heavy, but it is so remote and far-reaching here. Smell the autumn brought by the beach river, and the climate in the valley is humid, and sunny days are more like cloudy days.

I looked at the Imperial Capital, but the clouds covered my eyes, thinking about my hometown, and the rain on the eaves dripped into my heart. What can I use to comfort my deep and wandering thoughts? I only rely on the piano under the north window to solve my loneliness.

4. Li Qingzhao's "Lin Jiang Xian Mei" in the Song Dynasty

Original text:

The courtyard is deep, and the cloud window and fog pavilion are late in spring. For who is haggard and loses her appearance, it is good to dream at night, and it should be to send south branches.

Jade thin sandalwood is light and infinite hate, while the Qiang in the south building is in charge of it. Who knows when the strong fragrance blows out, the warm wind will be late, so don't let the apricot blossom be fat.

translation:

There are many floors in the courtyard, and the windows of the attic are covered with clouds, and the faint fog permeates all around, but spring is late. Missing makes the face gaunt, and only in the dream at night can we get together, and the sunny plum branches are also in the season of germination.

Plum blossoms are slim. Don't play sad tunes on the Qiangdi in the south building. I don't know how many plum blossoms are blown off. The warm wind in spring, don't let time come to the apricot blossom season.

5. In the Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao's "Fisherman's Pride"

Original text:

The sky meets the clouds and the mist, and the Milky Way wants to turn to Qian Fan Dance. As if the dream soul belongs to the emperor. Smell the sky and ask me where I belong.

I reported that I was learning poetry at dusk, and there were amazing sentences. Nine Wan Li Fengpeng is a positive move. The wind stopped, and the boat blew away the three mountains.

Translation:

It's a misty day, and the morning mist is cloudless. The Milky Way is turning, and Qian Fan is drifting like a shuttle. The dream soul seems to have returned to heaven, and the Emperor sent a message to invite them in good faith. Ask politely: do you have a home?

I reported to the Emperor that it was a long journey and it was late at sunset. Learning to write poetry is useless, but it is useless. Nine Wan Li in the sky, Dapeng soaring high. The wind! Please don't stop, and take me straight to Sanxian Island in Penglai in a canoe.

3. What are the poems describing "Fog around the Peak"?

1. There is a craggy Xia Yun on Mount Tai, and it is suspected that Bai Bo rises to the East China Sea.

It's from Li Bai's

A single father in the south tower rewards Dou Gongheng in early autumn. The white dew will die when the sun sets, and the beauty will wither with the frost. If you don't pitch, spring leaves autumn.

there is a craggy Xia Yun on Mount Tai, and it is suspected that Bai Bo rises to the East China Sea. Scattered as a flying rain, the remote curtain rolled up and floated.

Zhijun is sitting alone under the green porch, and now he has the same thoughts. I closed the south building and read a Taoist book, and the curtain was quiet in Xianju.

there was nothing good to visit, and Ryle Gawain gave it together.

Definition:

Time flies, just like dew dries at the sight of the sun, and safflower withers when it is beaten by frost. Since I left you, it seems that the spring flowers have changed into autumn branches between pitches. On the top of Mount Tai, Xia Yun is craggy, and there are mountains on the mountain. It seems that the East China Sea is filled with white waves. Clouds and flying rain came from the river, rolled up floating dust and went straight into your bead curtain. I also know that you must be sitting alone in the room at this time, and I know that you must be missing me at this time.

I read a Taoist book alone in the south building, which is quiet and leisurely as if I were in the fairy's residence. Unfortunately, there is no one who likes to make trouble to bring wine. I can only hope that you can write a touching article to refresh yourself!

2. Sometimes, clouds and high peaks are clear without relaxing.

it's from Yu Meiren Ying Song Luan Feng written by Hou Wenyao in Qing Dynasty.

Sometimes clouds and peaks are vivid, but the mountains are not relaxed. Wangli is attached to the wall according to the rock, and it is as sticky as the sky.

sometimes the peak is against the clear cloud, and dew is not allowed to drop lightly. Don't be a charming color, shades follow Yili.

Interpretation:

At one time, the clouds meet with the peak, but the pines between the peaks are unknown. Looking at the clouds nestled on the other side of the rock wall, the same handover with the sky. Sometimes the mountain peaks are hostile to the weather, and a drop of dew is not allowed, especially the color like wine, which varies with the strength of the cliff.

3. the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea.

Guan Shanyue by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty

the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea. The mighty wind blows tens of thousands of miles, passing through the Yumen pass.

china marches its men down Baideng Road, while Tartar troops peer across blue waters of the bay. This is the land of war in the past dynasties, few soldiers can survive.

Garrison the border town, and think of home, with wistful eyes. The wife of the soldiers at the high tower, Lament when can see distant relatives.

Interpretation:

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and passes through the vast sea of clouds. The mighty Changfeng swept over the mountain in Wan Li and came to the border where the garrison soldiers were stationed. In those days, Han soldiers pointed to Baideng Mountain Road, and Tubo coveted a large area of rivers and mountains in Qinghai. In these places where the past dynasties fought, the soldiers who went to war rarely survived.

The soldiers on guard are staring at the border town. How sad and sad they look when they look forward to returning home! When the wives of the soldiers in the high building of this family are sad and sigh, they probably never stop.

4. Clouds are still behind the green hills, and four or five peaks in the southeast are drawn.

From Looking South at Bailin Temple written by Lang Shiyuan in the Tang Dynasty

I heard the Jingshe Bell from afar on the stream, and the diameter of the boat was deep and loose.

There are still clouds behind the green hills, and four or five peaks in the southeast are drawn. (Southeast One: Southwest)

Interpretation:

While sailing on the stream, I heard the long bell of the temple. Stop the boat and pick up the steps, and the mountain road winds through the secret pine forest.

After the rain in Chu Qing, the mountains are green and white clouds are fluttering. Looking at the southwest, the four or five Qingfeng Mountains are even more lush, as if they had just been painted.

5. I will walk till the water checks my path, then sit and watch the rising clouds.

my retreat at mount zhongnan by Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty

my heart in middle age found the Way, and I came to dwell at the foot of this mountain. Interest concentration is often unique to go to play, there is a happy thing to enjoy self - appreciation.

I will walk till the water checks my path, then sit and watch the rising clouds. Occasionally in the woods meet a village elders, I chat with him chat often forget the return home.

Interpretation:

After middle age, I had a strong heart of kindness, and I didn't settle down in the border of Zhongnanshan until my later years. When I am interested, I often go to play alone, and I enjoy myself and indulge in myself when I am happy. Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the rising clouds change. I happened to meet a country elder in the Woods, and I often forgot to go home when I talked and laughed with him.

4. Poems describing the misty mountains

1. A touch of dust and smoke, filled with smoke, languished for thousands of miles. A dream in my life, in which everything is like smoke, has a nihilistic beauty, a poetic obscurity, a poetic melancholy, an expectation and a lotus-like clear jade.

2. Fog is undoubtedly the most temperament in my heart, because it frees my mind and makes me happy. Before the sun stretched out, the fog had surrounded the whole earth ―― houses, mountains, Yuan Ye, and I had become the bag of fog. It is elusive, which makes people who come into contact with it wonder and yearn for it, and this is what attracts me to the fog.

3. Walking on the wide road, ah! Just like a beautiful girl who hastily weaves a thin gauze blanket for the earth, she can't wait to lay it on the ground for people to enjoy before embroidering. The mountains in the distance are hazy, only a little shadow can be seen vaguely, and the fog is lining the mountains. I'm afraid the painter can't describe this picture. It's really beautiful.

4. The smoke turns into various shapes and colors. For a while, it floats in the air like a light curtain, for a moment it seems to be selected from the incense burner and rises straight, and for a moment it seems to become a banner floating in the wind over the chimney.

5. The heavens and the earth are shrouded in white fog, and the flowers, trees, mountains and houses in the distance are hidden from time to time in the dense fog. Pedestrians on the road come and go, sometimes they can only hear their messy, intermittent footsteps, and only when they are close can they see their faces clearly. When they turn around and look again, their backs seem to have entered an illusory "fairyland" ... < P > 6. The morning mist is like a milky gauze, dreamy, dreamy, poetic and picturesque, and they can't wave it away or pull it away.

7. The fog in Shuangfeng Mountain is a warm fog. She seems to be a huge freehand brushwork painting, hanging down from the sky, making the bamboo sea seem to be hidden and the spring water seems to be condensed and flowing. She doesn't belong to the kind of fog that makes people breathless, nor is it a sparse and boring mist. The beauty of her is that she seems to be looming, giving people a sense of mystery; The beauty of her is that she is quiet and elegant, giving people a fresh and natural feeling; The beauty of her is that she is white and kind, giving people a warm feeling.

8. The smoke from the kitchen near and far, which is silky, wispy, coiled, light, heavy, dark gray, light blue and pale, gradually rises on the ground and gradually disappears in the static vitality.

9. Thick fog permeates between heaven and earth, as if a very thick and wide curtain had fallen from the sky. My sight is completely blocked by fog, as if it is only as big as my eyes in space. We sat in the car, and the fog got into the window, lingering around people and feet. The trees on the roadside can only see a black shadow.

1. Fog, which seems tangible and intangible, is misty between the poems of literati.

, Qinyuan Spring Fog: Beijing scenery, thousands of miles hazy, Wan Li dust floating, looking inside and outside the Third Ring Road, dense fog, bird's nest up and down, haze surging! Cars dance with snakes, smoke locks the runway, and if you want to go up to the Sixth Ring Road, you need to clean the inside and outside of the car body in sunny days. The air is so bad that countless beautiful women wear masks, but they hide their faces and make up for nothing! It's hard to judge coquettish only by showing your eyes. A generation of tianjiao, CCTV underpants, only to see the back seat without waist. Dust enters the lungs, and some people do morning exercises.

5. Poems about the misty mountains

1. In the Mountain of Sushiyi

Tang Dynasty: Han Yi

Clouds don't * * * this mountain is neat, but the mountain is pale and looks lost.

xiao yue is temporarily flying in a tall tree, and the autumn river is separated by several peaks to the west.

Translation:

The clouds in the sky can't be even with this mountain, and the mountains are even more blurred from a distance. At dawn, the crescent moon flies into the tall trees temporarily, and the milky way in autumn night is far west of several peaks.

2. Mount Zhongnan

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

its massive height near the City of Heaven, joins a thousand mountains to the corner of the sea. White clouds in the back of the synthesis of a piece, blue haze into the mountains disappeared.

a central peak divides the wilds, and weather into many valleys. Want to find a house in the mountain to stay, the water conductor asked the woodcutter can be convenient?

Translation:

The majestic Taiyi Mountain is near Chang 'an City, and the mountain is connected with the mountain and winds all the way to the seaside. White clouds linger in the air and look back, and the green mist is lost in the mountains. The central main peak separates the south from the east and the west, and the valleys between the mountains are different and changeable. I want to find a family to stay in the mountains. Is it convenient to ask the woodcutter across the water?

3.

Thank you for writing a letter in Chinese. Northern and Southern Dynasties: Tao Hongjing

The beauty of mountains and rivers has been discussed since ancient times. The towering peaks of the mountains, the clouds, clear streams clear bottom. The stone walls of both sides are colorful and reflect each other. Green woods, green bamboo clusters, four. Dawn fog will rest, apes and birds will sing; The evening is about to fall, and the scales are sinking. This is really a fairyland on earth. Since Xie lingyun in the southern dynasty, no one has been able to appreciate the marvelous scenery.

Translation:

The beauty of mountains and rivers has been appreciated and admired by scholars and scholars since ancient times. Towering peaks rise into the clouds, and clear streams are crystal clear. The stone walls on both sides of the strait are colorful and complement each other. Lush trees and verdant bamboos exist all the year round.

When the mist in the morning was about to dissipate, there came the songs of apes and birds. When the sun is about to set, the fish swimming in the water scramble to jump out of the water. This is really a fairyland on earth. Since Xie Lingyun in the Southern Dynasties, no one has been able to enjoy this wonderful scenery.

4. A visit to a Taoist priest in Daitian Mountain

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

In the sound of dogs barking, peach blossoms are thick. See the deer when the tree is deep, but don't smell the bell at noon.

wild bamboos are green and misty, and flying springs hang blue peaks. No one knows where to go, and I am worried about two or three loose.

Translation:

The faint barking of dogs is mixed with the gurgling sound of running water, and the peach blossom shows some dew. Deep in the Woods, elk are often seen. When I came to the stream at noon, I couldn't hear the bell of the mountain temple. Green wild bamboos cut through the blue clouds, and white waterfalls hung high on the green peaks. No one knows where the Taoist priest is, so I can't help worrying about a few strains of Gu Song.

5. Tashaxing Chenzhou Hostel

Song Dynasty: Qin Guan

Lost in the fog, the moon was lost. Taoyuan is nowhere to be found. The lonely pavilion is closed in the cold spring, and the cuckoo sounds in the setting sun.

Prunus persica. There is no weight in this hate. Fortunately, Chen Jiang went around Chen Mountain, for whom did he go down to Xiaoxiang?

translation:

The fog is misty, the balcony is indistinguishable, the moonlight is dim, and the ferry is hidden. Looking at the end of the world, the ideal peach blossom garden is nowhere to be found. How can you stand it?