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Romantic poems about clouds

1. Poems about clouds. How can I tell them apart and pass through all these clouds? , but towards which corner of the mountain. Jia Dao's Absence Notes

The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci

Looking back at the eagle wilderness, thousands of twilight clouds spread to the horizon. Wang Wei's Hunting Observation

Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic. Li Bai bid farewell to his friends.

Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away. Li Bai's "Early Making Baidicheng"

The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years. Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao

Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years. Gao Shi's Don't Move Big

Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ... Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"

Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright. Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.

The city music under the overpass is soft and melodious, half of it goes with the river wind and the other half floats into the clouds. Du Fu's "Giving Flowers"

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang

In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds. Du Mu's Mountain Walk

A crane in the clear sky rows clouds, bringing poetry to the blue night. Liu Yuxi's Autumn Poems

As written in a China poem, we are not afraid of dark clouds covering our sight, because we are already on the top of the mountain. Wang Anshi's "Climbing the Peak"

I only see the clouds rising from the sea every night, and who knows the clouds in the morning? Li Bai's "Drink Poison to Quench Thirst"

Where is the hometown of Qinling Mountains? Snow blocked the blue horse. Han Yu's "Moving to the Left to Show Grandnephew's Neck"

Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang. Meng Haoran's Letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang

2. The poem about the cloud touching the sea and being amber forever.

As written in a China poem, we are not afraid of dark clouds covering our sight, because we are already on the top of the mountain.

From afar, Hanshan Mountain, with an oblique stone path, is from Bai Yunsheng.

However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? .

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.

The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.

Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. ..

Clouds come out of holes unintentionally, and birds fly home tired.

What's in the mountains? There are many white clouds on the mountain.

Pingming boarded the Japanese vision and raised his hand to clear the clouds.

This life is a career, and Baiyun Songqing is a home.

If you are alone, you will pity the guests, and the white clouds will send you to Jiangxi.

Qinghai Changyunqing Snow Mountain, an isolated city overlooking Yumen Pass.

Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.

The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.

Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.

Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.

The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain.

Where is the home of Yunheng Qinling? The heavy snow hindered the horse's progress.

Celebrate the old life, build a lake area, Yi Xi villa and accumulate white clouds.

Suddenly leaning on heaven, who is smart.

Sitting in Taniguchi all day watching Yun Sheng Lingtou.

White clouds are looking back frequently, regretting the return date and remembering the wheat autumn.

3. On the poem "Cloud", the mountain wind blows the crane in blowing sheng, and the predecessors in the mountains look at Cui Yun Screen.

Penglai searched for Yaochi Road in vain, and there was a curtain pavilion on earth.

Luo Zhifan is always like a cloud, and fine grass is like a butterfly skirt.

Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.

When I asked your students under a pine tree, "my teacher," he replied, "went to pick herbs."

However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? .

As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. 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.

The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered. You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.

Although Jianghan is vast, it is not difficult to cross by boat. The quicksand is hard to walk, but the horseshoe often returns.

Whenever I am a guest, I am invited to look for you. If what you see is idle fu, you must have never heard of it.

I know my neighbors, too. It seems to be a noisy atmosphere. But smile from generation to generation, why hide white clouds.

Boshan alone is small. Green fog is flying everywhere. I'm afraid I'll learn the clouds and do spring dawn on the balcony. Xiao Chun. Xiao Chun. A yard full of green grass

Di Qing, Wan Li, the moon is lonely, sweeping away the clouds.

It's a good autumn night in Shandong, so I don't need help on the bridge.

Lipper

Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an.

A thin layer of frost shone like a small mirror on my cold cushion.

High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon.

Lonely as a flower, rising from the clouds. Above, I saw the blue and deep sky.

Below, I saw the green and agitation of the water. The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them,

Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? . Sauvignon Blanc destroys the heart and soul.

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.

The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

A sailing tourist will talk about Japan, which is hidden in water and fog and inaccessible.

However, when the Vietnamese talk about Tianmu Mountain, they can still see it through clouds of different depths.

Step by step, [3] I heard the news.

The darkness bid farewell to the monk and bowed its head to the white clouds.

Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.

With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.

It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk, a lot of roads, and today's safety.

One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.

There are too many China poems written in the clouds, no less than 8,000.

The one downstairs is really mean. This is a complete copy of me. Let me add a few words.

Du Mu

Spring breeze is the most gentle and elegant, it appears in the west of Liucun.

Jiao Guang Yun lives in a cave, and the stream is divided into streams.

Yun Lan is impatient, and egrets have strong spirits.

Luck sense

Look at the clouds all day long and never look back. If you don't care, you seem to have no talent.

Poor Glory-Pian Yu, where does sunny Wan Li come from?

Where is the bubbling water in the fairy boat?

The wind on Lu 'an gradually fades away, making your home look like a savage.

Clouds and water are still worthy of appreciation, and whistling and singing are also very comfortable.

4. Poems describing clouds: Clouds on the Ridge, Clouds on the Tang Dynasty, Baiyun Dynasty on the Ridge, and Drought in Tanaka will dry up.

What can you do if you die? Can it make rain without chasing the east wind? Summer's potential energy turned into a graceful figure, and in an instant he grew into one. Birds can't fly, but strong winds can blow them away.

One day in Wanzhou, forget the site. If you want it to rain in summer, smell the thunder on the river first.

I saw three Suyun in early spring, but I saw Suyun's heart in early spring. Colorful lanterns floating jade, purple gas reservoir Yuan Jun ..

Faint sky, carefree upper boundary. Luan can't climb, fairy blows away.

Courtesy to the monarch, clear training to solve disputes. When people return to the place where they want to hang, the glow is self-contained.

Tang and Chen Xilie are regarded as the pillars of talents and the vast pillars of life. It was dark under the curtain, which added light to the growing account opening.

Partial clothes make the pillow cool. If you have no intention to accompany the rain, why do you dream of King Jing?

The East Peak Pavilion is endowed with a cloud on the ridge, the green lotus stands in the Tang Dynasty, and the lonely cloud is seen in the middle peak. Dissolve dangerous stones, every piece must be in the evening.

Gradually, the trees dried up and the remnants flew more densely. In the green soil of Yuntang, the road is straight for the benefit of the forest, otherwise the crane will forget the plane.

Go to Xiangyang platform for no reason, and send Xiang Wang back to the rain at dusk. Spring clouds, Tang and Deng swaying from west to east, chasing the wind in the forest.

The potential moves in the greenway, and the shadow is in the green wave. Tomorrow, the morning sun will cover the sky again.

Go to the horse after passing the customs, and go to the fortress to attract you back to Hong Kong after passing the customs. Let the color change, and the light will be far and near.

If it works for Lin, it will help you succeed. In the Tang Dynasty, Dong Sigong's hometown was full of white clouds and flying all over the sky.

As the moon reflects on the renewal front, branches and leaves from the wind apply. Staggered through the pavilion and suddenly fell from the sky.

Because the wind looks far away, peace lingers for a long time. Du Fu-long in Yun Tang Dynasty is like Qu Tang Dynasty, and the river is deep and white.

The gorge often rises all year round, and the forest will pass every night. Harvest the word frost Zhu, obviously in the evening cen.

Gaozhai is not a place, exquisite and annoying. The matter of Tang Yun Du Mu, that is, the obstacle, the source is modesty.

Dawn enters Dongting and dusk returns to Wuxia Gorge. Cross the river with the shadow of birds, hug trees and sing with apes.

Don't hide in the prosperous Tang Dynasty and wait for the rain. Du Mu in Yuntang looked at Yuntou all day and never looked back. He seems to have no talent by accident.

Poor Glory-Pian Yu, where does sunny Wan Li come from? Gu Yun's Guan Xiu in the Tang Dynasty will be more afraid of bending than a Bai Lugeng, and will not be as much as Can Xue initially thought. The breeze leads further, and the lonely Nair River is clear.

Guo Zhenji in Yuntang returned from the void, and the savage was idle to see it. I don't know that I have no roots, but I cover the sun, the moon and the stars.

Tang Yun and Han Cong deeply provoked the sadness of parting, like a car that had already been submerged. The mountain should always touch the stone, and the sky should always return from the dragon.

Don't open the window cage leading to jathyapple, so you can wet your clothes in the fairy cave. After the spring breeze was indifferent, I saw that Wang Xiang's dream was also rare.

White clouds rose into the sky and swayed into the clear sky. Multiplied with the book, it is unintentional.

If you want to sell it, you still have to take the sky, which will be more because of the wind. Love is thin and difficult to decide, and the sky is high and the color is poor.

Shadow closes the vitality table, and light extinguishes emptiness. If you walk from the dragon, you will also give.

Five Miscellaneous Poems of Nanchi: Jiao Ran's Book of Xi Tang Rhyme, full of meaning and vitality. Tangible things are not tired, but go with the wind without trace.

Don't blame the appearance, float with me. Yun Tang, everything is empty, reflecting water and hiding mountains.

Infinitely withered seedlings wither, and the leisurely place is a strange peak. The beam of Tang Yun Li Jiao rises with the white clouds, and the atmosphere never stops.

Brocade touches the stone, and the shadow shines. Smoke for thousands of years, autumn moon hides.

Will enter the wind song, from dragon to round que. , Guo,, secretarial section.

The sky rises from the dragon, and the green hills touch the stones. The official name is ancient, and the shadow is light.

The feeling of flying is very high, and the threat is everywhere. Qi Liangqing Tang Yun Li Shangyin slowly chased the smoke waves, like a jealous Liu Mian gourd ladle.

So, I am on the verge of flying to the pavilion and want to return to the vicious circle. Love songs draw fans, and scenery is made into soft strips.

More Nainan, Niuzhu night. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin believed that the night of Qixi Moon was broken and the stars were hidden.

I just heard the wandering road, and I saw the heavy city. At dusk, the pond rises with the dragon, and in autumn, the river squeezes geese.

Only Song Yu should be called the name of Chu God. Clouds rise from the mountains. In the Tang Dynasty, Xiangyun rose in Shen Li and floated in the green hills.

Entangling the peak to open Shi Xiu, spitting leaves and releasing spring. Lin Jing has few somersaults, beautiful mountains and frequent mountains.

When returning to the cliff, cover the crane, still stream or follow the people. Shoot the snow, and have God on the balcony at night.

If you go to heaven, you will sit in Yujingbin. It was endowed with peaks and clouds. In the Tang Dynasty, there was mist in the Cuilou of Li Shimin, and sunset in the Lotus Peak.

Jade leaves gather in rocks, and gold branches touch stones. Across the sky, forming shadows and blowing Tam away one by one.

If you have to go under the balcony, you will be confused by the air. In the Tang Dynasty, the colorful clouds in Li Yong surprised the end of the year and filled the lonely mountain head.

Scattered into five colors, condensed into a sadness. Although the shadow sank to the bottom of the ravine, it wandered in the sky.

The wind will fly away and won't stay here for long. Chunyun, Tang Li, Yin to frost, Kong.

Unintentional and not stagnant, curled up in the east wind. The peaks of Xia and Li Zhongru are in the western suburbs, not from the dragon horse.

Thanks to the good wind, it turned into sweet rain, helping the seedlings in the field. Tang Yun Jong Li was far away from caves and valleys, and Ran Ran went to Tianjin.

Holding the sun is different, and it has its reasons. It rains and warms the mountain spring.

Quiet clouds are near, idle cranes are near. From Dixiang to Mo Wen, dreams of Chu and Dian have been frequent.

From white to seal, Bi is a new poem. Cold capacity horizontal fishing pond, light wisp of toad wheel.

It's not sluggish, it's unintentional rolling and stretching. If you don't smoke, you will wander around.

I can make five colors to cover Chen Zi. Watching Clouds Liu Yuxi felt Yin Qi when he was excited about clouds in the Tang Dynasty. His illness seemed to play it by ear.

Come on a sunny day, do what you want, and return to China if you succeed. Lush night scene, white and concentrated Qiu Guang.

The depth of the night is silver, the clothes of the lonely immortal. Clouds come out of the mountain, and the clouds are hidden in Luchang Lingshan in the Tang Dynasty, and the morning is full of yin.

Look at the trees, flowers, peaks and snow. Ying Song Zhang Gaiying, spread fish scales according to the stream.

As high as a dragon, as low as a stone. Thick light is hidden in half a cave, and light dust is floating.

Jade opens the sky, remote pity accounts for early spring. Talking about floating clouds, Tang Lu is empty. It is in the sky and underground.

Fake synthesis of this image, I am not my bow. Ye Luo at the time of Yuntang had traveled all over the rivers and lakes one after another, so it was impossible to take a good road.

Don't be so embarrassed, it's warmer in the countryside. Luo Yin, a floating cloud in the Tang Dynasty, dissolved and dragged himself to relax instead of going to Cangwu, the land of emperors.

Mo Tao has no plans, so he has nothing to do. He is also worried about killing King Chu Xiang. Chunyun Tang Peicheng's desolation was dissolved again, and he did whatever he wanted in the spring.

The forest has just begun to show its leaves, but it hasn't reached its peak yet. The rising sun is cold and blue, and the fine smoke is clean.

The twilight faded and the depth was heavy. Thin dispersion in the stream, light shadow with heavy rain.

Those who have leisure to carry firewood will meet on the ridge. Look at the clouds and the Tang Dynasty, and see what peaks touch the stones and wet the moss, and then drive the high winds away from the waterfalls and springs.

Lying in the depths is really quiet, and it is immortal to go up. There is a shadow at the bottom of the Cangjiang River in Chihiro, but there is no sky in Wan Li.

Recalling the blue walls of the old mountains and visiting the temples with the old monks. The clouds in the sky are clear from the bottom of the water, poor as I am.

5. 1 What are the poems about clouds? A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. (Li Bai: "Guan Shanyue")

2. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai: (Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain))

However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? . (Jia Dao: An absence note)

4. Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")

The moon rises like a mirror and the sea clouds twinkle like a palace. (Li Bai: "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry")

6. Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining and the north wind is blowing snow. (Gao Shi: "Don't be big")

7. Say goodbye to Baidi Caiyun and return to Jiangling one day. (Li Bai: "Early Making Baidicheng")

8. In the distant cold mountain, the stone path is oblique, and there are people deep in the white clouds. (Du Mu: "Mountain Walk")

9. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds. It is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. (Wang Zhihuan: Liangzhou Ci)

10. The sand sea has deepened unfathomable ice, gloomy clouds and desolate Wan Li condensate. (Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)

6. What are the poems about clouds?

Don

I can't be poor one after another and follow the dragon without singing.

Thousands of miles to Han Yin, twelve peaks of Wushan.

Whenever you smell beautiful colors, you can still see Qiao Song hanging in the wind.

Pity you for dyeing cicada temples and looking at yourself in the mirror.

Yongyun

Tang Yuji

Ruiyun reflects thousands of miles, and the phase is bright and new. Birds' wings scattered in the wind, and the water was covered with fish scales.

Cloth leaves are suspected of Linxia, and flowers are waiting for spring. I hope to have a beautiful scenery. I didn't order to cover the laurel wheel.

Lonely clouds

Tangyuwuling

North and South Wan Li, the cloud heart is more leisurely. Because the wind leaves the sea and accompanies the moon to the world.

There are few trees in Luopu and no old mountains in Chang 'an. Pei couldn't stay back, but she was lonely and empty.

Out of the clouds

Don

The clouds are quiet at the beginning of the mountain, and the rain touches the stone. Without heart, leaves occupy youth.

Scattered seeds are like rainbow gas, which is light and does not allow dust. The volley is like a wing, reflecting and moistening into scales.

Different from Linfen tripod, doubt follows the gorge god. Help the drought to the end, not only drop the sage.

cloud

Don Zheng Zhun

Pieces of flying leisurely, the roof in front of the mountain.

Gone forever, revealing the clear sky in Wan Li.

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7. The most beautiful descriptive sentence of romantic Yunfei is 1. A wisp of white clouds, like a tulle, was slowly blown by the morning breeze, floated from the top of a pine forest and stopped on the head of the flute girl, seemingly low and unwilling to leave; After a while, it suddenly dispersed and fluttered. Into the deep blue sky.

Clouds are also the natural scenery of this mountain area. Living in the mountains, Baiyun often visits in the morning. It lingers outside the window, reaching for it, going out for a walk and walking around the clouds.

3. The beautiful shape of the cloud makes me cherish and cherish, and at the same time encourages me not to be confused about life. After the thick clouds, it will be sunny, not to mention bravely going on, and everything in the world will be successful!

The clouds in the sky are really varied and changeable. Some are like feathers, floating gently in the air; Some are like fish scales, neatly arranged one by one; Others are like mountains, rivers, lions and galloping horses ... sometimes they decorate the sky beautifully, and sometimes they cast a shadow over it. Just now, it was white clouds, the sun was shining brightly, and soon it was overcast and raining cats and dogs.

A dark cloud rises on the southwest horizon, and the sun hides in the clouds, setting a bright and dazzling Phnom Penh on the clouds.

8. Poems about clouds used to be a water disaster and amber forever. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection, No.4.

Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. -Wang Wei's "My retreat in Zhongnanshan"

Travel is hard. Travel is hard. Don't go astray! Where to go today. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea. -Li Bai's "It's hard to go to me"

Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them. -Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao Yi"

The red sunset is in the temple outside the temple, and the wind has not yet come, and the wind has already blown the buildings in Xianyang. -Xu Hun's "East Building of Xianyang City"

Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. -Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong writes Huai"

Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away. -Li Bai's "The First Delivery of Baidicheng"

The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. -Wang Zhihuan's Two Poems on Liangzhou.

The mountains overlap, and the clouds want to smell the snow on their cheeks. -the article "Bodhisattva Man, overlapping hills, golden blink"

There is wind in the cloud flight. -Liu Bang's Song of the Wind

9. Poems describing clouds: Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. -Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain

Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years. -Gao Shi "Don't be big"

There are clouds in Lingshan, and the morning is full of gloomy clouds. Yvonne Lu

Clouds Surprise New Year's Eve and Fill the Head of a Lonely Mountain —— Li Yong's Reading Clouds

Standing in the distance adds meaning, and the peak is lonely. -Cui He's "Clouds on the East Peak Pavilion"

The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

White clouds rise from the girder and the atmosphere never stops. -Li Qiao "Cloud"

In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds. -Du Mu's "Mountain Walk"

It's cloudy every day, and there are no clouds in Wan Li. -Xu Kangzuo's Twilight Yun Lan

The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. -Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci"

Tangible things are not tired, but go with the wind without trace. -Jiao Ran's Five Miscellaneous Poems of Yun Xi Nanchi

Look at the clouds all day long and never look back. If you don't care, you seem to have no talent. -Du Mu's Cloud

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai

The clouds are quiet at the beginning of the mountain, and the rain touches the stone. -Tang Zhangfu

However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? . -Jia Dao's Absence Notes

Yun Qi clouds fall, green hills are new. -Li Shen's "A Cloud Mountain"

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

I can make five colors to cover Chen Zi. -Jong Li's "Cloud"

Yin to frost, sunny to empty. -Jong Li "Spring Cloud"

Cuilou is foggy, and Lianfeng has late clouds. -Li Shimin's Fu Hande Yun Feng

Ruiyun reflects thousands of miles, and the phase is bright and new. -Yu's "Singing Clouds"

Slowly chasing the smoke waves, like jealous willows floating. -Li Shangyin's Qi Liang Qing Yun

The mountain should always touch the stone, and the sky should always return from the dragon. -Han Cong "Cloud"

White clouds rose to the distant cave and swayed in the clear sky. -Jiao Yu's "White Clouds"

Clouds are falling in the sky, and spring trees are full of birds. -Don Wei Zhuang's "Cloud"