Suzhou Tiger Hill Poems

Poetry about Tiger Hill 1. Poems about Tiger Hill

Huqiusi

Author: Su Shi

There is no flat land at the entrance, and the stone road passes through the thin ridge.

Evil wind produces gullies, and old trees plunge into pools and wells.

Zhan Lu to see who, colchicine light.

Iron flowers show the rock wall and kill frogs.

It' s a dull court, and it' s a stubborn mine.

At that time, whether it was or not, foreign clothes were fierce.

After Hu Wei was 100 years old, gods and ghosts galloped with each other.

When new poems are left behind, readers will suffocate with sadness.

Dong Xuan is well-intentioned, and the clouds cover Shui Li for thousands of hectares.

Looking at creatures, it's quite cold in spring.

I have nothing to do.

The magpie turned over the early blooming flowers, worried that the kite would squat down in the landscape.

Sit and watch the fish and firewood return, and the crescent moon and creek shadow.

If you realize that you are good, you can go back to the field and ask.

2. What are the poems describing "Tiger Hill"?

1. On the international terrace, there is a tree-shaped pavilion, and the solitary pine thousands of feet is flat. The hedge is far-sighted, and the autumn sail is sent to the sky.

2. the tiger takes the spirit as the standard, and the dangerous building is in sight. The sword pool sinks the stone wall, and the golden land rushes to the autumn mountain.

3. The human spirit travels all over the world, and I only owe Wumen a trip to Tiger Hill. Today, I feel infinite. I am on the head of Zuo Jianchi in front of He Lv's grave.

4. Wei Zhou and his guests visited the rise and fall, and there were still some monks in the temple who said that the king was dead. The treasure has been sold out, and Zhang Kui is still shooting bullfights.

5. The dark water in the pool flows into Puhai, and the cold pillow in the rock opens in the sun. The ghost is silent until the hoof is scattered, and the monk will return.

6. Suddenly floating pictures are inserted into Cui Wei, which is quite different from Wu Wang's deeds. The monk shut the gate before it was too late to let the idle clouds fly.

7. A thousand stones and crystals, if there is a God. The sword is inexhaustible, leaving it to drunkards.

8. There are few mountains and rivers, and pedestrians love this tour. The sky is high and the pavilion is late, and the stone cracks and the sword falls. Tigers go to empty graves and monks live in ancient pagodas.

9. Dongke has never been to Tiger Hill, and Orange Flower Ferry has been on a boat. He Lu's palace is invisible, but it is cold to the ancient pagoda.

10. The spring grass is green and the mountain is deep and the stone path is rugged. The sunset in Kong Wen soars in Hu Jin, and there are no three springs.

1 1. The thin bamboo gate is too quiet and the building is too low. White smoke and green trees stroll, and drizzle misty the river.

12. The two temples are now one temple, because the Qin tiger occupied the hill. The crane flies to legend of king, and the bird stays in the ancient grave.

13. On the day of Xiaozhai, if it comes out in spring, it will be sold at half price. Relax quickly, have fun, and have a quiet rest at Wohu Mountain Villa in Wengong.

14. If you feel happy when you are free, you can nod your head and meditate with a stick. Lock the door tightly, and the sword will cut the ice.

15. Yan Yan went to Fengchi first, and the Tiger Temple revisited the old customs. Jin Yue called for fishing in Zhu Zhu, and Baotian reflected Reading Mountain.

3. What are the poems describing "Tiger Hill"?

Huqiusi

Year: Song Author: Su Shi

There is no flat land at the entrance, and the stone road passes through the thin ridge.

Evil wind produces gullies, and old trees plunge into pools and wells.

Zhan Lu to see who, colchicine light.

Iron flowers show the rock wall and kill frogs.

It' s a dull court, and it' s a stubborn mine.

At that time, whether it was or not, foreign clothes were fierce.

After Hu Wei was 100 years old, gods and ghosts galloped with each other.

When new poems are left behind, readers will suffocate with sadness.

Dong Xuan is well-intentioned, and the clouds cover Shui Li for thousands of hectares.

Looking at creatures, it's quite cold in spring.

I have nothing to do.

The magpie turned over the early blooming flowers, worried that the kite would squat down in the landscape.

Sit and watch the fish and firewood return, and the crescent moon and creek shadow.

If you realize that you are good, you can go back to the field and ask.

Live in harmony with the people on the mother's grave

Year: Tang Author: Li Shangyin

By the sword pool under the Tiger Hill, tourists were sent to lament the passing of Sichuan.

The tree wants to be broken and sad, the cloud wants to be clear and the Vatican wants to sing.

Liu Mei is lip service, and Yu pod is flying to buy money.

You can't get a sweet soul, but you have to be alone on the river.

The Second Rhyme of Ten Poems of Pu Zuocheng's Tour of Tiger Hill

Year: Tang Author: Zhu

When a mountain crouches like a tiger and occupies Wu Xi, it is worthy of the good name of the old country.

Perhaps it is not the nature of gold that can be changed, but the strange theory in the air that makes people doubt.

4. Poems about Tiger Hill

Recall the past and send it to Suzhou, Liu. 》

Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

Recalling the old tour, the old tour is safe.

The old traveler is half bald and the old place is covered with moss.

After visiting several old places in the south of the Yangtze River, I remember Wu Jiangwei best.

Cheung Chau Garden is full of green willows and trees, and Qiyun Building has a cup of spring wine.

Xiaoyan from Nagato came out and sailed back to Gao Qiao in the evening.

Slowly repair the moth, get drunk under the lamp, and rush to the string.

Six or seven years ago, I was crazy and rotten, and I missed Pei, who was three thousand miles away.

Li Juan was in a state of spring, and Yin San returned to the night station on Friday.

Moonlight at Tiger Hill is good for everyone, and the flowers in the tile palace should bloom by themselves.

Thanks to Liu Lang's intonation, the mountains and rivers return together.

Live in harmony with the people on the mother's grave

Year: Tang Author: Li Shangyin

By the sword pool under the Tiger Hill, tourists were sent to lament the passing of Sichuan. There is a broken silk sad dance carpet on the tree.

Out of the clouds, Brahma wants to sing and feast. Liu Mei is lip service, and Yu pod is flying to buy money.

You can't get a sweet soul, but you have to be alone on the river.

The Second Rhyme of Ten Poems of Pu Zuocheng's Tour of Tiger Hill

Year: Tang Author: Zhu

When a mountain crouches like a tiger and occupies Wu Xi, it is worthy of the good name of the old country.

Perhaps it is not the nature of gold that can be changed, but the strange theory in the air that makes people doubt.

5. What are the ancient poems about Tiger Hill?

In addition to Yuan Hongdao's Tiger Hill mentioned by LS, Zhang Dai's Autumn Night in the Tiger Hill has the following original text.

Mid-Autumn Night in Tiger Hill

In August and a half in Huqiu, there are aborigines, Tufu's family members, female musicians, famous prostitutes and actors in the song, folk young women and good girls, prostitutes and child molesters, and people who wander around smelling evil, helping diners and leaving the room. Since the birth of Gongtai, Qianshi, Hejian, Jianchi, Shenwending Temple, Jianshishi, the first and second mountain gates have all sat on the floor. Climbing high and overlooking, such as geese falling on the flat sand and descending on the river.

On the moon, the horn sounded a hundred times, the cymbals were played ten times, Yuyang mixed with Laos, the earth shook, the thunder roared, and the call was endless. What's more certain is that the drums are crackling, the silk and bamboo are thriving, and the songs are mixed, all of which are "Jin Fan Kai" and "Hu Cheng Wan Qing". Squat and gong, the sound of silk and bamboo, do not distinguish between beating and evil. Deeper, people gradually dispersed, and the man and woman got off the boat as soon as possible. I asked for a song, and everyone gave their skills. North-South mixing, orchestral strings overlapping the piano, the listener distinguishes words, and the algae follows.

Two drums are quiet, and the screen is heard. A wisp of cave, sad and clear, leads to meat, still three or four, even worse. Three drums, lonely moon, quiet people, no mosquitoes and flies. A lady appeared on the stage, sitting high on the stone, making no noise, making a silky sound, splitting the stone through the clouds and repeating the cadence. Every word, the listener found the needle mustard, afraid to clap his hands because of hard work, just nodded. However, there are still hundreds of people sitting beside the goose at this time. How can you seek knowledge if you are not in Suzhou?

6. Poems praising Tiger Hill

Huqiu Jiyuan Hongdao Huqiu can enter the city for six or seven miles. Its mountains are not high or steep, and it is close to the city alone, so there is no boat every day.

Every month at night, in the morning of flowers and in the evening of snow, tourists come and go, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is the best. Every day the whole city is closed, arm in arm.

Well-dressed men and women, they went down to the house, wearing beautiful makeup and clothes, tired of sitting, bought wine and paid for the trip, from Qianshi to the gate, like a row. Sandalwood piled up in the mountains and clouds poured down. Looking from a distance, it is like geese falling on the flat sand, Xiapu on the river, thunder rolling, lightning and thunder.

There were thousands of singers at the beginning of the mat, and if mosquitoes gathered, the sound would be unrecognizable. Divide Cao's deployment and fight for voices; Although elegance and vulgarity are old, beauty is different.

Only a few dozen people shook their heads and stamped their feet. The bright moon floats, the stone light is like practice, all the tiles are still silent, and it belongs to harmony for only three or four generations.

One flute and one inch tube, one person sings slowly, bamboo and meat blend together, and the sound is refreshing, selling the listener's soul. Compared with late at night, when the moon is in chaos, the flute board will not be used again. A lady will appear and four seats will hold their breath. If the voice is fine, it will resound through the sky. If you listen to every word for a few minutes, the birds will wander for it, and the brave will cry for it.

The spring of the sword is unfathomable, and the flying stone is like cutting. Thousands of acres of clouds have made Tianchi Mountain beautiful, and the mountains and valleys are beautiful and most attractive.

But after noon, the sun shines on people, and I can't stand sitting for a long time. Wenchang Pavilion is also good, and the trees in the later period are particularly impressive.

Facing north is the former site of Pingyuantang, which is endless and empty, with only Yushan in front of it. This hall has been abandoned for a long time, so Yu and Jiang Jin's plan has been revived, hoping to visit Suzhou and; And if you are sick, you will beg for it, and you will be afraid of it.

The mountains and rivers are flourishing, and sometimes you believe them! I collected Wu for two years and climbed Tiger Hill for six years. Finally, he boarded with Jiang and Fang Zigong, and the late moon was born on Gongshi. When the singers heard the order, they all avoided hiding. I said, "What a pity! Being a soap official is too vulgar! One day to be an official, some people don't listen to this stone, such as the bright moon! " Today, I am lucky to be called Wu Ke.

Moon in Tiger Hill, I wonder if I still know the story behind it? .

7. Sentences describing Tiger Hill

Tiger hill can enter the city for six or seven miles, and its mountain is not high or steep, so it is close to the city alone, so boats are everywhere on the flute and drum tower. Every month at night, in the morning of flowers and in the evening of snow, tourists come and go, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is the best. Every day the whole city is closed, arm in arm. Well-dressed men and women, they went down to the house, wearing beautiful makeup and clothes, tired of sitting, bought wine and paid for the trip, from Qianshi to the gate, like a row. Sandalwood piled up in the mountains and clouds poured down. Looking from a distance, it is like geese falling on the flat sand, Xiapu on the river, thunder rolling, lightning and thunder.

There were thousands of singers at the beginning of the mat, and if mosquitoes gathered, the sound would be unrecognizable. Divide Cao's deployment and fight for voices; Although elegance and vulgarity are old, beauty is different. Only a few dozen people shook their heads and stamped their feet. The bright moon floats, the stone light is like practice, all the tiles are still silent, and it belongs to harmony for only three or four generations. One flute and one inch tube, one person sings slowly, bamboo and meat blend together, and the sound is refreshing, selling the listener's soul. Compared with late at night, when the moon is in chaos, the flute board will not be used again. A lady will appear and four seats will hold their breath. If the voice is fine, it will resound through the sky. If you listen to every word for a few minutes, the birds will wander for it, and the brave will cry for it.

The spring of the sword is unfathomable, and the flying stone is like cutting. Thousands of acres of clouds have made Tianchi Mountain beautiful, and the mountains and valleys are beautiful and most attractive. But after noon, the sun shines on people, and I can't stand sitting for a long time. Wenchang Pavilion is also good, and the trees in the later period are particularly impressive. Facing north is the former site of Pingyuantang, which is endless and empty, with only Yushan in front of it. This hall has been abandoned for a long time, so Yu and Jiang Jin's plan has been revived, hoping to visit Suzhou and; And if you are sick, you will beg for it, and you will be afraid of it. The mountains and rivers are flourishing, and sometimes you believe them!

I collected Wu for two years and climbed Tiger Hill for six years. Finally, he boarded with Jiang and Fang Zigong, and the late moon was born on Gongshi. When the singers heard the order, they all avoided hiding. I said, "What a pity! Being a soap official is too vulgar! One day to be an official, some people don't listen to this stone, such as the bright moon! " Today, I am lucky to be called Wu Ke. Moon in Tiger Hill, I wonder if I still know the story behind it?