What are some good poems about deer?

1, deer gate night song

Tang: Meng Haoran

In the evening, the bell of the temple echoed in the valley, and a noisy voice sounded at Yulu Ferry. People walked along the shore to Jiangcun village, and I also returned to Lumen by boat. The moonlight at the deer gate made the mountain tree appear, and I suddenly came to the seclusion of exile. Lonely mountain road and quiet forest road, only hermits come and go gracefully here.

2. "He Xinlang plays Xijiang at night"

Song: Qian Hao.

Play Xijiang ferry at night. Then he looked up and Yancheng blew his horn, and the smoke was deep. Infinite pearls make me feel rich when I meet them. Forced to carry the moon, empty ship back. Advise my son not to worry about Baicao, but to look around and stand on his own feet. There is only so much to learn from each other in ancient and modern times.

Hangzhou zhibei road returned to China. I miss the mountains, apes scream at deer, herons dance with seagulls. I'm afraid I've done my best and I can't go back. Can I go fishing in Yun Geng from now on? Pangu sounds deep in the sky, but the book comes with acacia sentences. Thousands of miles away, the town is slow to move.

3. Dream of climbing Mount Tianmu

Tang: Li Bai

A sailing tourist will talk about Japan, which is hidden in water and fog and inaccessible. But the more people talk about the mother mountain, the clouds are light or visible. On a straight line leading to heaven, its peak enters heaven, topped with five sacred peaks, and casts a shadow across China. The Paradise Terrace Mountains are 100 miles long, and it is here that they begin to extend to the southeast. I want to dream about it and fly to Jinghu Moon overnight. The moon lit up my shadow and took me to the stream. Xie Caotang is still there, the water is rippling and the apes are singing. I wore Xie's earliest spiked shoes and climbed the Qingyun ladder. Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space.

A thousand rocks are uncertain, and flowers lean on stones. Bears, dragons and storms on mountains and rivers disturb forests and shake mountains. Clouds are darkened by the darkness of rain, and water makes smoke. God of thunder and lightning, the mountains are crumbling. The stone leaves in the cave are open in the middle. An impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and the moon light up the gold and silver terrace. Wearing rainbow clothes and riding the wind, all the queens of the clouds came and came down one by one. Back in the car, row after row, like a hemp field, lined with fairy figures.

I moved, my soul flew and suddenly began to grow. My pillow and mat are the lost clouds in which I once lived. This is the consistent way of human happiness, and all kinds of things will always flow to the east like water. When will you return it when you leave, but let me, on my green slope, raise a white deer and ride to you when I need you, the great mountain. Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face.

4. "deer gate night song"

Tang: Meng Haoran

In the evening, the bell of the temple echoed in the valley, and a noisy voice sounded at Yulu Ferry. When others walked along the river bank to their homes, I also took a boat to Liumen Mountain. The moonlight at the deer gate made the mountain tree appear, and I suddenly came to the seclusion of exile. Thatched doors, pine paths, loneliness and silence, only you come and go at night.

5. "Interview with Taoist Daitian Mountain"

Tang: Li Bai

With the barking of dogs, peach blossoms are full of rain. See the deer when the tree is deep, but don't ring the bell at noon. Wild bamboos are green and misty, and flying springs hang blue peaks. No one knows where to go. I'm worried about two or three loose.