Poetry describing the beautiful scenery of Xiang Lake

1. Poems about Xianghu

Poems about Xianghu 1. What are the poems about Xianghu

Xianghu essays/Qinshi in history We are all her passing passers-by in front of us - Inscription on Chengshan Nostalgia Climbing Chengshan, dancing wildly with green skirts stained with dust all the way in summer. The blue sky and sunshine are my temperament. Water is my temperament. In the interior of time, the heartbeat of a pebble. There is the lingering sound of wooden oars sliding through the rusty side of the ship. The years are still unbroken, one wave after another. I look at the days, like surging water stains, drying and getting wet, getting wet and drying thinly, layer by layer. When the correction is made, another day is about to be dried or covered with new marks. The desolate July shows the sultry heat. Xiang Lake is the most tender and cool part in the nostalgic dictionary. It shines between the two blue skies and the sunshine. The breeze carries eight thousand years of fishing songs and myths coming from the ancient mountain road. I am like a young hunting general following the twists and turns of time, stepping on the horse hooves of the past between the changing time and space, looking up and down. This is the afternoon of July. Standing on the Menghu Bridge, Xianghu Lake is more like a smart and rigorous formation. The newly planted willows and osmanthus trees... bowed down by eight thousand years of heritage, the lake and the grass are like a green sheet. The silk carpet spreads in the wind, covering the pavilions and waterside pavilions. I can no longer imagine the changes of Xianghu Village. The three or two villagers, like me, enjoy the openness and tranquility by the lake. It no longer matters that the history is heavy, the wind and clouds have changed, and the mountain road has become a winding road. Each stone of the historical relics is a small natural hammer that struck out the fine and old pottery patterns of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, or the old days of Wu and Yue.

A man eats his guts while lying on his back. The commoner transforms in his sleep. The emperor leads thousands of cavalry and hides in the mountain road. I listen. The mountain stream rushes round and round, like the hooves of patrolling horses, and the sound of history is heard. Drinking at the horse pond, looking around, drinking at the horse pond, with green grass and mottled stones. A shallow pool of water can no longer carry the tail fin of a red carp. I remember the myth of returning the carp and retreating in the wise man. There is always a thin layer of fog in my heart, and I am equally daunted by the false depth or shallowness of the water lilies. I walk along the quiet lakeside with my camera. I can’t help but talk about the jagged red, yellow, and white water lilies on the shore. The little flowers bloomed one after another in the shallow water, and the flames I captured still maintained their unquenchable enthusiasm after the clear and reserved rain.

2. What are the poems of Xianghu?

Xianghu prose/Qinshi

In the face of history

We are all her Passengers

——Inscription

Nostalgia for the past in Chengshan

Climbing to Chengshan, summer dances wildly all the way

The dusty green Skirt

Blue sky and sunshine are my temperament

Water is my temperament

Inside time, the heartbeat of a pebble

There is the lingering sound of wooden oars sliding

Through the rusty side of the ship

The years are still rising one after another

I look at the days, like The surging water stains

Dry and wet, wet and dry

Thin, layer by layer being painted over

Another day is about to be Dried

Or covered with new marks

July in Xiaoran is full of sultry heat

Xianghu Lake is in the dictionary of nostalgia

The most tender and cool part

Shining between the two blue skies and the sunshine

A breeze heading towards the evening

Carrying eight thousand years of fishing songs and myths

Coming from the ancient mountain road

I am like a young general on hunting

Following the twists and turns of time

Between the changing time and space

Stepping on the horseshoes of the past

Ups and downs

Looking

This is the afternoon of July

Standing on the Menghu Bridge

Xianghu Lake is more like a smart and rigorous formation

Newly planted willows and osmanthus trees...

Sincerely surrendered to eight thousand years of heritage

Bend the old waist

The lake and grass are like a green silk carpet

In Covered in the wind

I can no longer imagine the pavilions and waterside pavilions

The changes in Xianghu villages

Three or two villagers are just like me

Enjoy the openness and tranquility by the lake

It no longer matters the history and changes

Mountain road

A road winding into a historical relic< /p>

Each stone is a natural small hammer

Knocking out the fine and old pottery patterns of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods

It is still the old days of Wu and Yue. A man eats his guts while lying on a firewood

The commoner transforms in his sleep

The emperor leads thousands of cavalry into the mountain road

I listen. The mountain stream twists and turns

Like the hooves of patrolling horses, the footsteps of history are heard

It is endless

The Horse Drinking Pond

Look at the Horse Drinking Pond

The weeds are green and the stones are mottled

A shallow pool of water

It can no longer hold the tail fin of a red carp

I still miss you The myth of the carp retreating its troops

In the heart of a wise man

There is always a thin layer of fog

Facing the bluff of profundity or shallowness

Water lilies

I walked along the lakeside with my camera in hand

The lake is quiet and the shore rocks are jagged

I can’t Let’s not talk about those water lilies

Red, yellow and white, blooming one after another

In the shallow water

Shallow ripples, small flowers

The blossoming flames I captured

After the clear and reserved rain

still maintain their unquenchable enthusiasm

3. Beautiful sentences describing the scenery of Xianghu Lake

When we approached the city gate, ah! The trees across the mountain are so lush! Looking up, you can only vaguely see pavilions and paths.

I climbed halfway up the mountain and came to a pavilion. There were lanterns hanging on the four corners of the pavilion with the word "Vietnam" written on them. I found that there were colorful lanterns on every horizontal sill in the pavilion. There is an idiom written on each of the paintings, "suffering hardships while sleeping, stationing troops in the mountains, restoring the country and avenging shame..." Standing in the pavilion and looking down the mountain, you can have a panoramic view of the scenery of Xiang Lake: I saw that the water surface of Xiang Lake is as quiet as a mirror , green like a piece of jasper, the cruise ship glides across the water, leaving almost no trace. On the lake, a long embankment crosses the water.

Finally, we climbed to the top of the mountain, and saw that the Goujian Temple and Ximachi were particularly conspicuous on the top of the mountain. The Goujian Temple looked very dilapidated, and it was obviously very old.

4. What are the poems describing Xiaoshan?

Climbing the Yuewang Terrace

Questions about the Tang and Song Dynasties

Climbing the Yuewang Terrace on the river, climbing high to look several times.

The southern sky is close to the sky, and the northern household is open to the sun.

The ground is wet and smoke smells, and the mountains are sunny and rainy.

Pick reeds and oranges for winter flowers, and bayberries for summer fruits.

The traces are similar to Yu's, but the person is not Jia Yicai.

The desire to return cannot be reached, and the gray hair reminds me of you.

Jiangsi

Qing Dynasty. Tao Yuanzao

Mr. Jiang Cai sighed at the loneliness, and Taicheng's heartbroken kites floated.

A bell always rings on the top of the pagoda, like a voice speaking to the Six Dynasties.

A Spring Day in Xianghu Lake

Qing Dynasty. Cai Weihui

Willow buds grow for ten miles in the long pond, and children come and go singing and picking tea.

Rock uranium has experienced cold food and rain for the first time, and Pinghu is full of daffodils.

Xishi Temple

Qing Dynasty. Mao Qiling

Xishi Temple in Pukou, with small bamboos reflecting the door.

On the road under Yuewang Mountain, the village of Zhuluo is lonely.

The water in the ditch is red, and the soul is on the moss stone.

She Lifu comes at night, with candles accompanying the dusk.

5. What are the poems describing Xiaoshan?

Inscribed on Qin Yinjun Li Ju Pavilion

Dai Shulun

The northerners want to return home,

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I still live in Xiaoshan.

I closed my door and never left my house.

My poems are famous all over the world.

Climbing the Yuewang Terrace

Questions about the Tang and Song Dynasties

Climbing the Yuewang Terrace on the river, I climbed up to see it several times.

The southern sky is close to the sky, and the northern household is open to the sun.

The ground is wet and smoke smells, and the mountains are sunny and rainy.

Pick reeds and oranges for winter flowers, and bayberries for summer fruits.

The traces are similar to Yu's, but the person is not Jia Yicai.

The desire to return cannot be reached, and the gray hair reminds me of you.

Jiangsi

Qing Dynasty. Tao Yuanzao

Mr. Jiang Cai sighed at the loneliness, and Taicheng's heartbroken kites floated.

A bell always rings on the top of the pagoda, like a voice speaking to the Six Dynasties.

A Spring Day in Xianghu Lake

Qing Dynasty. Cai Weihui

Willow buds grow for ten miles in the long pond, and children come and go singing and picking tea.

Rock uranium has experienced cold food and rain for the first time, and Pinghu is full of daffodils.

Xishi Temple

Qing Dynasty. Mao Qiling

Xishi Temple in Pukou, with small bamboos reflecting the door.

On the road under Yuewang Mountain, the village of Zhuluo is lonely.

The water in the ditch is red, and the soul is on the moss stone.

She Lifu comes at night, with candles accompanying the dusk.

6. Poems and poems about Xiaoshan

Mao Xihe is Mao Qiling (1623-1716), whose original name is Zong, also known as Chuqing, with the courtesy name Dake and Qiyu, and the nickname Xihe, scholars call him Mr. Xihe. A native of Chengxiang Town, Xiaoshan. He became literate at the age of four. His mother dictated "The Great Learning" and he could recite it eloquently. He was extremely intelligent when he was young and became famous in his hometown for his poems. He became a scholar when he was more than ten years old. After the death of the Ming Dynasty, the Qing soldiers went south. He, Shen Yuxi, Cai Zhongguang, and Bao Bingde escaped from the soldiers in the mountains of Nanxiang County, building an earthen room to study. Mao Qiling was stubborn by nature and proud of his talents. He once said: "Since the Yuan and Ming Dynasties, there have been no scholars, and scholars have been outstanding for three hundred years." His judgment was too extreme and offended many people. Therefore, his enemies made false accusations and was framed several times. Later, he traveled to Jianghuai, Henan, Hubei, Jiangxi and other places. Lai friends raised funds and donated to the Imperial College to obtain students from the Imperial College. In the eighteenth year of Kangxi's reign in the Qing Dynasty (1679), Mao Qiling was a scholar of Confucianism and was awarded the title of Reviewer of the Hanlin Academy and Compiler of the National History Museum. During this period, a volume of "Tongyun of Ancient and Modern Times" was submitted, which was praised by Emperor Kangxi and ordered to be submitted to the History Museum.

In the twenty-fourth year of Kangxi (1685), he left the museum and returned to his hometown to concentrate on writing.

Mao Qiling read a lot of books and was good at each field of Confucian classics. He is also good at eloquence and originality. When encountering divergent opinions, we must "search for the source" and "correct the quality of every word" so as to maintain our own unique opinions. His "Correction of Errors in the Four Books" written by him was a criticism of Zhu Xi's "Collected Commentary on the Four Books". Throughout his life, Mao Qiling took it as his own duty to debate and define the classics, and he tried his best to focus on the original text of the classics without mixing in other schools' descriptions. The Illustrated Commentary on the Knowledge of the Great Learning, which he wrote in Shaolin Temple, is his most proud work. and many other works, all clarifying his thoughts on treating classics. In addition to concentrating on Confucian classics, he also studied local chronicles and wrote 3 volumes of "Xianghu Water Conservancy Chronicles" and 3 volumes of "Mistakes in Xiaoshan County Chronicles". In addition, Mao was quite accomplished in literature and music. He was good at poems and songs. He wrote several volumes of "Xihe Poetry Talk" and "Xihe Poetry Talk". He also taught music rhythm and wrote 4 volumes of "Jingshan Lequan" and "Explanation of Leben". 》Volume 2 etc.

When Mao Qiling was 70 years old, he wrote his own epitaph. He stated that after his death, he would "not wear hats, shoes, clothes, and accept visitors." In the fifty-fifth year of Kangxi's reign (1716), he died of illness at home. His posthumous works were compiled by students into "The Complete Works of Xihe", with a total of 493 volumes, and more than 40 works were included in "Sikuquanshu".

Note: You can also search for Mao Qiling (Maoxihe) on the Internet and you will see a lot of information.