On the Beautiful Ancient Poems Describing Hanzhong

1. Praise the ancient Chinese poem "Returning to Hanzhong"

Lu You (Song Dynasty)

Zhan Yun Pingshan reads the moon, and the horseshoe begins to play Liangzhou.

Qin Yongchuan is strong underground, and Jingyang flows underwater day and night.

I am a lonely minister, and I am worried about myself.

Good times may make him hate for a year, and the first autumn is another year.

Zhou Yang in Hanzhong in early spring

Tang: Meng Haoran

At the foot of Yanggongxian Mountain, the goddess Han Gaoqu. The snow stopped, the ice opened again, and the spring pool was green.

Sailing freely, exploration and play are endless. Wave shadows shake prostitutes, sand shines one by one.

Pour a glass of fish and birds drunk, and continue the sentence. It's hard to meet again when you meet well. You have to hold a candle every day.

"Pangu Seven Roads" Qing: Wang Wanxiang

Praise the seven episodes of sloping plank roads, meanders and wonders of snakes.

The guest looked up at the JiGuanShi and suddenly suspected that he was in the Lv Yun.

"Magnolia is slow, Hanzhong opens Chinese businessmen" Southern Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Hanzhong started a Chinese affair and asked if it was right or wrong here. Want to point the sword at Sanqin, the king proudly returned to the East after World War I, but now he is gone after his death, the mountains and rivers are full of tears, the sunset is not broken, and the west wind is empty.

Books are the teachers of emperors. Try to explore the west. Leaving the banquet is more hasty, rushing to the road, worrying about the standard. When I look back, the geese fly over Zhenjiang in autumn. Andrew's wheel has four corners, so it is difficult to reduce the waist.

2. Ancient poems or famous sentences describing the scenery of Hanzhong: Shu Dao is difficult to learn, and Shu Dao is difficult to learn.

Send Fan 23rd to Hanzhong to serve the imperial court.

Du Fu

You can't string out a mighty arc, and you have no peace of mind.

Rivers of blood flow in the valley, jackals boil and kill each other.

The son of heaven came from the north, and the long drive shook and withered.

Under the guidance of soldiers, cross the desert.

The second Beijing is still confiscated, and the quadrupole has to be managed.

Xiao Suo Han Shui Qing, Myanmar Tanghuai Lake tax.

The emissaries were dispersed, but Wang Gang remained calm.

Nanbo is virtuous, so you can talk about it.

Know the seven obsidian calendars and hand-draw the three armies.

Ice snow cleverness, thunder elite.

The shogunate abdicated to advise the minister, which was not the case in the imperial court.

The Supreme Party eats dry food, and war is good for you.

Fill the vacancy at dusk, and the column history will rest in the morning.

Only when it is difficult, take a long-term solution.

The return air blows the single tree, and the white sun holds it.

Mourning the pale cigarette root, the mountain gate is closed.

A man living in a careless prison fell down and a vagrant rescued him.

Pei returned to grief and left, cramping and getting old.

The adherents of Tao and Tang Dynasty eulogized many emperors in the later Han Dynasty.

I hate it and I want to die.

A trip to Hanzhong

Like Guanzhong, Woye in Hanzhong is smoky for four or five hundred miles.

In Huang Yun, wheat is ripe in summer, rice is barren and autumn wind blows gently.

July and August {left and right}? Red, a family often receives thousands of minutes.

Pedestrians lament that the local conditions are good and life is sloppy.

The old man used a stick to help me cry before, which is nothing like your way.

Can't you see there are hundreds of people in the chariot? You can't be full of wine,

The flying straw never stops pulling the millet. Although He Jia appeared at the scene,

Nine times out of ten, ask for it. Before the army lost rice, it was more harmonious

Includes particles, and there is no drying. The edge of the ferocious forest plain,

I dare not speak, although I eat my flesh. These horses are like clouds and lightning,

Geji bumped into each other and made a noise. Bite the horse with your mouth,

There is nowhere to say that the horse is full and hungry. The official knew, but sighed,

Man was the first to steal. The sky is high, the sun is thin and the smoke is cold.

The village fell into depression. Wenhe has worked in Hanzhong for many years.

The liver diaphragm is hard to say. It seems that this spring,

Four or five states outside the customs. Hungry people have no food at the age of 20,

Hungry people are quite thick. Barbarians want to cross the border,

Do you believe this? When the local dog is like this,

Life is worse than death. Death means it's all over,

When is life? Affectionate words turn into mourning,

The wind rustled in the yellow dust. Abandoned relatives whimpered twice,

Begging us to come with tears. It is not easy to be an official and ride a horse.

Pity the baby with the son of heaven. The old man has died of old age,

There are children and grandchildren at home. May we cherish the wealth of this group,

Today's is still like Weng.

Song Luyou returned to Hanzhong for the second time.

Cloud stack Pingshan reads the moon tour, and horseshoe enjoys playing Liangzhou at the beginning.

Qin Yongchuan is strong underground, and Jingyang flows underwater day and night.

I am a lonely minister, and I am worried about myself.

Good times may make him hate for a year, and the first autumn is another year.

Lu You wrote many poems about Hanzhong, including Selected Poems of Lu You in Hanzhong.

I hope my reply is helpful to you.

3. What are the poems describing Hanzhong in spring, summer, autumn and winter? 1. Poem about spring: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu knows the rainy season and when spring happens.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. He Biyu in Tang Dynasty is composed of ten thousand green silk tapestries hanging from a tree.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. "Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple" Tang Bai Juyi's world was beautiful in April, and peach blossoms in Shanxi began to bloom.

I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here. "Qiantang Spring Tour" Tang Baijuyi Gushan Temple is located in the north of Jiating West, with a low water level at first.

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 lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shade of green trees. "Spring Dawn" Tang Meng Haoran This morning in spring, I woke up briskly, and birds were singing everywhere.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. "Hui Chong" Song Sushi's Peach Blossom outside Bamboo is a prophet of warm ducks on the river.

The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river. "It's not worth going to the park." Ye Songshao Weng should pity his teeth and seal his fur, but Xiao Kouchai Fei won't open for a long time.

But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall. "Spring Day" Song Zhuxi wins the day to find the waterfront, and the boundless scene is new.

Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere. "Remembering Jiangnan is good" Tang Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old.

When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan? Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou.

Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you revisit? Jiang Nanyi, followed by Wu Gong.

Wu Yi cup of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dance lotus drunk. Will we meet again sooner or later? Second, about the poem describing summer: "Summer Night Sigh" Tang Du Fu did not die, which poisoned my intestines.

Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind is blowing on my skirt. The paradise of science comes from Kazuki Watanabe musicians, and the forests are sparse.

The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool. When you see the slightest thing in vain, the feather bug flies.

Things have no details and are adaptive. Miss Pigos, and keep the border in poor years.

Why are you washing and looking at each other? Diao Dou was hit at night, and the noise was even 10,000 square meters.

Although the purple is covered, it is better to return to China early. North city is sad, storks fly.

When the situation is troublesome, you will be tired, and when you think hard, you will be healthy. "Early Summer" Tang Bai Juyi was full of things and planted them for a while.

Elk is happy in the depths of the jungle, and so are insects, snakes and grass. Hunan birds love dense leaves, and scales swim to welcome new algae.

Heaven and earth disappear, I wither alone. After all, all flesh and blood are far away.

There is no one in the old country, and Kou Rongchen is boundless. It's no use worrying. Embrace yourself.

Let go of your body and mind and let nature make you. More wine in Xunyang can keep the cup dry.

Fish is as cheap as mud, and moxibustion does not faint early. Go down to the temple at the foot of Mi Shan and get drunk in the lake.

Why go back to your hometown? I can't die. "Miscellaneous Summer Pastoral" (I) Song Fan Chengda, Li Zijin apricot fat, wheat white cauliflower thin.

No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. "Little Pool" Song Yang Wanli's eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves sunny and soft.

The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head. After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock.

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. "Drunken Book of Looking at the Lake Building on June 27th" Song Sushi's dark clouds turn over the ink and don't cover the mountain, and the white rain jumps over the boat.

Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle. In Unknown Miscellaneous Poems, the sun in Shi Naian is scorching, and the wild rice in Tianhe is half burnt.

The farmer's heart is like soup, and the son Wang Sun shakes it. 3. Poems about Autumn: Qiu Ge at midnight, Tang Libai, a bright moon hanging in the capital, ten thousand hammers washing.

The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border. When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?

"Qiu Deng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building" In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's Jiangcheng was picturesque, with beautiful mountains and clear waters and clear skies in Wan Li. The rain caught the mirror and the rainbow fell on the double bridge.

Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old. Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie?

The Nightingale on an Autumn Night Tang Guipo was born with autumn dew, but she was too thin to change clothes. The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep.

"Autumn Night" Tang Du Muyin painted a cold screen with a candle and a small fan flapping at fireflies. Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.

Climbing the mountain, Tang Du Fu sobbed in a sharp wind from the wide sky, and the birds were flying home to the clear lakes and white beaches. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.

Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.

Night berth Jiande Jiangtang Meng Haoran When my boat was sailing in the fog, the days were getting shorter and the memories of the old days began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.

"Mountain Festival Thinking of Shandong Brothers" Tang people are in a foreign land, and they miss their relatives every holiday. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

"Mountain Walking" Tang Du Mu is far away from Hanshan Mountain, and there are people in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

"To Liu Jingwen" Song Sushi's lotus is not covered by rain, and there are still Ao Shuang branches in the chrysanthemum. Good years must be remembered, it is orange.

An autumn night in a deep mountain, Tang, stands empty after the rain. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

"Ode to Mujiang" Tang Bai Juyi's sunset is full of water, 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.

4. Poems describing winter: "Jiang Xue" There are no birds in the mountains of Zongyuan, Liu Tang, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

"Don't Be Big" Tang Gao is thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, and the north wind blows geese and snow in succession. A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?

"Yongmei" Wang Song Anshi counted several plums in the corner, and hanling opened them alone. Knowing from afar is not snow, only Dimfragrance comes.

"Xue Mei" Song Lu Meipo Xue Mei refused to surrender for the sake of spring, and the poet stopped writing a commentary. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.

"Winter Pastoral Miscellaneous Fun" Song Fan Chengda let the boat idle to see the snow-capped mountains clear, and the wind set cold and frozen late. Sitting and listening to a drop of pearl jade, I don't know that the lake has become ice.

Bai Xuege bid farewell to Tian, secretary of Wu Guitang and Cen Can, and the north wind rolled white grass, and eight In the snow passed the Tatar Day. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.

Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear.

The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.

In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag. Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.

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4. What are the poems describing Hanzhong in spring, summer, autumn and winter? 1. Poem about spring: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu knows the rainy season and when spring happens.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. He Biyu in Tang Dynasty is composed of ten thousand green silk tapestries hanging from a tree.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. "Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple" Tang Bai Juyi's world was beautiful in April, and peach blossoms in Shanxi began to bloom.

I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here. "Qiantang Spring Tour" Tang Baijuyi Gushan Temple is located in the north of Jiating West, with a low water level at first.

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 lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shade of green trees. "Spring Dawn" Tang Meng Haoran This morning in spring, I woke up briskly, and birds were singing everywhere.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. "Hui Chong" Song Sushi's Peach Blossom outside Bamboo is a prophet of warm ducks on the river.

The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river. "It's not worth going to the park." Ye Songshao Weng should pity his teeth and seal his fur, but Xiao Kouchai Fei won't open for a long time.

But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall. "Spring Day" Song Zhuxi wins the day to find the waterfront, and the boundless scene is new.

Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere. "Remembering Jiangnan is good" Tang Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old.

When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan? Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou.

Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you revisit? Jiang Nanyi, followed by Wu Gong.

Wu Yi cup of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dance lotus drunk. Will we meet again sooner or later? Second, about the poem describing summer: "Summer Night Sigh" Tang Du Fu did not die, which poisoned my intestines.

Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind is blowing on my skirt. Kazuki Watanabe musicians are born in heaven, and there are few forests.

The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool. When you see the slightest thing in vain, the feather bug flies.

Things have no details and are adaptive. Miss Pigos, and keep the border in poor years.

Why are you washing and looking at each other? Diao Dou was hit at night, and the noise was even 10,000 square meters.

Although the purple is covered, it is better to return to China early. North city is sad, storks fly.

When the situation is troublesome, you will be tired, and when you think hard, you will be healthy. "Early Summer" Tang Bai Juyi was full of things and planted them for a while.

Elk is happy in the depths of the jungle, and so are insects, snakes and grass. Hunan birds love dense leaves, and scales swim to welcome new algae.

Heaven and earth disappear, I wither alone. After all, all flesh and blood are far away.

There is no one in the old country, and Kou Rongchen is boundless. It's no use worrying. Embrace yourself.

Let go of your body and mind and let nature make you. More wine in Xunyang can keep the cup dry.

Fish is as cheap as mud, and moxibustion does not faint early. Go down to the temple at the foot of Mi Shan and get drunk in the lake.

Why go back to your hometown? I can't die. "Miscellaneous Summer Pastoral" (I) Song Fan Chengda, Li Zijin apricot fat, wheat white cauliflower thin.

No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. "Little Pool" Song Yang Wanli's eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves sunny and soft.

The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head. After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock.

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. "Drunken Book of Looking at the Lake Building on June 27th" Song Sushi's dark clouds turn over the ink and don't cover the mountain, and the white rain jumps over the boat.

Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle. In Unknown Miscellaneous Poems, the sun in Shi Naian is scorching, and the wild rice in Tianhe is half burnt.

The farmer's heart is like soup, and the son Wang Sun shakes it. 3. Poems about Autumn: Qiu Ge at midnight, Tang Libai, a bright moon hanging in the capital, ten thousand hammers washing.

The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border. When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?

"Qiu Deng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building" In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's Jiangcheng was picturesque, with beautiful mountains and clear waters and clear skies in Wan Li. The rain caught the mirror and the rainbow fell on the double bridge.

Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old. Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie?

The Nightingale on an Autumn Night Tang Guipo was born with autumn dew, but she was too thin to change clothes. The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep.

"Autumn Night" Tang Du Muyin painted a cold screen with a candle and a small fan flapping at fireflies. Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.

Climbing the mountain, Tang Du Fu sobbed in a sharp wind from the wide sky, and the birds were flying home to the clear lakes and white beaches. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.

Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.

Night berth Jiande Jiangtang Meng Haoran When my boat was sailing in the fog, the days were getting shorter and the memories of the old days began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.

"Mountain Festival Thinking of Shandong Brothers" Tang people are in a foreign land, and they miss their relatives every holiday. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

"Mountain Walking" Tang Du Mu is far from Hanshan Mountain and the stone path is oblique. He lives in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

"To Liu Jingwen" Song Sushi's lotus is not covered by rain, and there are still Ao Shuang branches in the chrysanthemum. Good years must be remembered, it is orange.

An autumn night in a deep mountain, Tang, stands empty after the rain. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

"Ode to Mujiang" Tang Bai Juyi's sunset is full of water, 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.

4. Poems describing winter: "Jiang Xue" There are no birds in the mountains of Zongyuan, Liu Tang, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

"Don't Be Big" Tang Gao is thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, and the north wind blows geese and snow in succession. A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?

"Yongmei" Wang Song Anshi counted several plums in the corner, and hanling opened them alone. Knowing from afar is not snow, only Dimfragrance comes.

"Xue Mei" Song Lu Meipo Xue Mei refused to surrender for the sake of spring, and the poet stopped writing a commentary. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.

"Winter Pastoral Miscellaneous Fun" Song Fan Chengda let the boat idle to see the snow-capped mountains clear, and the wind set cold and frozen late. Sitting and listening to a drop of pearl jade, I don't know that the lake has become ice.

Bai Xuege bid farewell to Tian, secretary of Wu Guitang and Cen Can, and the north wind rolled white grass, and eight In the snow passed the Tatar Day. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.

Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear.

The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.

In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag. Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.

I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.

5. The poem describes that Yinghu Lake in Hanzhong is adjacent to Chu in the east, and Sichuan and Hubei are neighbors.

The land is fertile and the climate is humid.

Plenty of rainfall, criss-crossing ditches.

One district, nine counties, a thousand-year-old county.

Do you remember? During the Southern Song Dynasty,

Ankang Jia was handed down from day to day,

Jade embroidered well with clouds and smoke.

In the city, I preach that it will shake a hundred miles.

Kui's painting is in jeopardy.

The Han River is swift and the mountains on both sides are clear;

The flying sand is white, and the valley is shocked;

Ba, ecological color screen;

Mountains are adjacent and overlap.

Ziyang selenium tea, Hanyin rice.

Cocoons and silk, once again.

A famous mountain, a famous city with unique charm.

Underground treasures, gold, silver, mercury and antimony;

There are granite in the south and Dali in the east.

Water energy is abundant and reasonably distributed.

The prospect of cascade development is broad.

Purple peace tea, Zhenlan bituminous coal,

When, the northwest first;

The hometown of turmeric, the hometown of flue-cured tobacco,

It can be called three qins without two.

The grass is bright and the air is fresh.

Elegant environment, sky blue and water blue.

Develop scientifically and build harmony.

Look at prosperity and happiness: living and working in peace,

Ankang has a glorious history.

The goddess fills the sky and refines the stone;

Dayu controls water and inhabits Tai Chi;

Shun Di's southern tour left a trail on the way.

Keywords Hanyin bronze chime, Baihe Chu Great Wall,

Keywords Qinling ancient plank road, Ziyang white marble,

6. The poem describes that Yinghu Lake in Hanzhong is adjacent to Chu in the east, and Sichuan and Hubei are neighbors.

The land is fertile and the climate is humid. Plenty of rainfall, criss-crossing ditches.

One district, nine counties, a thousand-year-old county. Do you remember? During the Southern Song Dynasty, Ankang was handed down from generation to generation every other day, and the jade theme embroidered wells.

The city fell, advocating a hundred miles of shock, and the sunflower was in jeopardy. The Han River is swift and the mountains on both sides are clear; The flying sand is white, and the valley is shocked; Ba, ecological color screen; Mountains are adjacent and overlap.

Ziyang selenium tea, Hanyin rice. Cocoons and silk, once again.

A famous mountain, a famous city with unique charm. Underground treasures, gold, silver, mercury and antimony; There are granite in the south and Dali in the east.

Water energy is abundant and reasonably distributed. The prospect of cascade development is broad.

Purple Pingming tea and Zhenlan bituminous coal should be the first in the northwest; The hometown of turmeric, the county of flue-cured tobacco, can be called three qins without two. The grass is bright and the air is fresh.

Elegant environment, sky blue and water blue. Develop scientifically and build harmony.

Look at prosperity and well-being: living and working in peace and contentment, healthy history and glory. The goddess fills the sky and refines the stone; Dayu controls water and inhabits Tai Chi; Shun Di's southern tour left a trail on the way.

Keywords Hanyin bronze chime, Baihe Chu Great Wall, Qinling ancient plank road, Ziyang white marble,

7. A poem about Shaanxi sent Fan Twenty-three to Hanzhong to serve the imperial court. Judge Du could not string arcs, and there was no peace.

Rivers of blood flow in the valley, jackals boil and kill each other. The son of heaven came from the north, and the long drive shook and withered.

Under the guidance of soldiers, cross the desert. The second Beijing is still confiscated, and the quadrupole has to be managed.

Xiao Suo Han Shui Qing, Myanmar Tanghuai Lake tax. The emissaries were dispersed, but Wang Gang remained calm.

Nanbo is virtuous, so you can talk about it. Know the seven obsidian calendars and hand-draw the three armies.

Ice snow cleverness, thunder elite. The shogunate abdicated to advise the minister, which was not the case in the imperial court.

The Supreme Party has a meal. War is good for you. Fill the vacancy at dusk, and the column history will rest in the morning.

Only when it is difficult, take a long-term solution. The return air blows the single tree, and the white sun holds it.

Mourning the pale cigarette root, the mountain gate is closed. A man living in a careless prison fell down and a vagrant rescued him.

Pei returned to grief and left, cramping and getting old. The adherents of Tao and Tang Dynasty eulogized many emperors in the later Han Dynasty.

I hate it and I want to die. "A trip to Hanzhong" Huangsong Tang Hanzhong fertile land is like Guanzhong, with four or five hundred miles of smoke.

In Huang Yun, wheat is ripe in summer, rice is barren and autumn wind blows gently. July and August {left and right}? Red, a family often receives thousands of minutes.

Pedestrians lament that the local conditions are good and life is sloppy. The old man used a stick to help me cry before, which is nothing like your way.

Can't you see there are hundreds of people in the chariot? I can't stop flying if I don't drink enough wine.

Although the grain is abundant, nine times out of ten it is self-inflicted. The army was in harmony before rice delivery, including no dry particles.

Kill Sen Plain coldly, though you dare not make any noise when eating my meat. The horse thundered like a cloud, and Geji slammed into it.

Snatching food from the mouth, biting the horse, nowhere to say, the horse is full and hungry. The official sighs knowingly, and the people are the first to steal.

The sky is high, the clouds are light and the smoke is cold, and the village is depressed. Wen and I have worked in Hanzhong for many years, and the liver diaphragm is hard to say.

It seems that in the spring of this year, there are four or five States outside the customs. Hungry people have no food at the age of 20, and hungry people are quite thick.

Do you believe that barbarians want to cross the border? If so, life is worse than death.

Death means that everything is over, but when is life? Many sweet words turn to sorrow, and the wild wind blows yellow dust.

Decadence relative two whimpers, tears asked us to come. It's not easy to be an official and ride a horse, so I pity the son of heaven's treasure.

The old man is willing to die of old age and wishes to have children and grandchildren at home. May the wealth of the group be cherished and remain as good as ever.

"Return to Hanzhong" Song. Lu you traveled to Pingshan to read the moon, and the horseshoe was happy to play Liangzhou at the beginning. Qin Yongchuan is strong underground, and Jingyang flows underwater day and night.

I am a lonely minister, and I am worried about myself. Good times may make him hate for a year, and the first autumn is another year.

8. Write the beautiful scenery of Hanzhong "My hometown, the beautiful scenery of Hanzhong." This is a song praising my hometown Hanzhong. Speaking of my hometown Hanzhong, it has a long history, beautiful scenery and many places of interest. In recent years, Hanzhong, an ancient city, has undergone tremendous changes through the efforts of the Hanzhong Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government to create new products and the development of Hanzhong in southern Shaanxi. Anyone who has been to Hanzhong can't help exclaiming, "Hanzhong has changed, and it is getting more and more beautiful."

Looking back on that year, a road near my home was narrow, scarred and uneven. The car swayed from side to side and bumped up and down on the road, which made people dizzy. It's dusty on sunny days and dusty on rainy days. But it's different now. This road is the main artery that runs through the north and south, and it is called Tianhan Avenue. It starts from Shima overpass in the north and ends at Hanjiang Bridge in the south, with a total length of X kilometers. An eight-lane wide road is like a black-and-white tie and a staff, and vehicles and pedestrians on the road are like jumping notes on the staff, playing the melody of people's lives.

On both sides of Tianhan Avenue, there are shops and tall buildings everywhere. From north to south, large-scale buildings such as White Swan Hotel, Century Sunshine Supermarket and Postal Hotel are like pearls embedded in ties, making Tianhan more charming.

During the day, the traffic on Tianhan Avenue is like a long queue, and the flower beds on both sides of the road are full of beautiful flowers all year round, just like the silk scarves of commercial equipment on Tianhan Avenue. Modern classified trash cans are scattered on Tianhan Avenue, and people will consciously throw peel scraps into the trash can.