Poems describing Jiangnan

Year: Song Author: Wang Anshi School: Four Wonders Category: Lv Ji

Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.

The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?

Meet Li Guinian at the lower reaches of the river

Year: Tang Author: Du Fu Style: Four Musts

In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times.

Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.

Zaolanxiang Huaian Chongwu

Year: Song Author: Style: Ci

Silk binds the wrist, the hairpin hangs skillfully, and the jade sleeps on the yarn. The silver bottle is exposed in the well, and the colorful clouds are in the window. At that time, I wrote a pomegranate skirt, and the red yarn faded. I was very sad. Xiaomi's dream is getting old, and Tingzhou cooks smoke. Don't sing Jiangnan ancient tune, resentment is hard to recruit, and the Chu River is gloomy. Lavender swallow milk, dark rain plum yellow, afternoon mirror bath blue curtain. If you miss Qin Lou and want to go back to your hometown, you should make your own decision. But disappointed, repeated the new toad, with people.

The order of warbler's voice and swallow

Year: Song Author: Style: Ci

Residual cold deceives sick wine, covering up Shen Xiang embroiders households. Yan came late and flew into Xicheng, as if spring came late. Painting boat, clear sky, clear smoke, Ran Ran martial arts tree. Thoughts wander and turn into light sheep with the wind. Ten years in the West Lake, willows tied to horses, and the dust is soft and foggy. Gradually return to red, recruit into Xianxi, and send you Sue in secret. Leaning against the silver screen, the spring scenery is wide and the dream is narrow, the red and wet are broken, and the singing is golden. When the bank is empty, the gulls will always be returned at sunset. Orchids are ancient, Du Ruo is still alive, and the water town is still a tourist attraction. Later, I didn't visit, and the Sixth Bridge didn't believe me. I went to the Flower Committee and was buried in jade. After several storms. Long wave envy, shame on distant mountains, fishing lights reflecting the river, remembering time and short peach root crossing. The brothel is like a poem, and the tears are miserable. Looking at the dangerous pavilion, the grass is everywhere and the temple is half-disabled. Dark spot check, happy saliva from the mark, but still dyed? The phoenix fan returns and dances wildly. Write hard, the book is long and hateful, and the blue sky is full of lovesickness, and it bounces into the ranks of mourning Zheng. Sad, thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, complaining songs, is there a broken soul?

The study room is bright and warm, dancing all day long. In the meantime, if you are tired, you will stick to the small garden for a long time.

Year: Song Author: Lu You

Comfortable sleep is better than massage, and the air in Jiangnan is still harmonious in October.

The heavy curtain does not roll for a long time, and the ancient inkstone is slightly concave and gathers more ink.

On the moon, I suddenly saw the shadow of plum blossoms, and the wind was high to send geese.

A cup is too weak for you to laugh, and a cow is carrying our horn song.

South of the Yangtze river

Year: Korean Author: Han Anonymous genre: Yuefu

Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, so there is no lotus leaf.

Fish hits the lotus leaf, fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west,

Fish hit the south of the lotus leaf, fish hit the north of the lotus leaf.

For Ye Fan.

Year: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: Lu Kai

The postman who came to meet the north broke the plum blossom and gave it to his friend in the mountains.

Jiangnan has nothing to do, and it's a spring chat.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

Year: Tang Author: Wei Zhuang Style: Ci

Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists should stay in Jiangnan until they are old. Spring water is brighter than the sky. Listen to the original.

Women who sleep in the rain and sell wine in Jiangnan restaurant are very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow. Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home.

Song of the south river

Year: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: Liu Yun

Tingzhou picks white apples, and Jiangnan is in the sunset.

Dongting has returned home, and Xiaoxiang has met an old friend.

Why don't old friends return? Spring flowers are too late to recover.

You don't know anything new, but you teach by example.

Yanghuaqu

Year: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: Tang Huixiu

Full of love, the wind is full of thoughts.

Cover your tears and pay attention, fold the orchids and stay.

Jiangnan lovesickness leads, and many sighs don't make any noise.

The yellow crane went to the northwest, holding my heart for thousands of miles.

Grass grows under the deep embankment and clouds enter the high city.

In spring, people are thinking, and thinking is always king.

Nanhu spring jujube

Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi School: Seven Laws

The clouds have gone, the wind and rain have stopped, the weather is just right, and the sun shines on the lake to form a reflection, which has a warm feeling.

Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight.

The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff.

It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased.

Spring dream-a short good time

Year: Tang Author: Style: Ancient Seven Dynasties

Last night, the spring breeze walked into the deep bedroom, letting people know that it was spring and thinking of people far away from Xiangjiang River.

I fell asleep unconsciously, and in just a few moments in my dream, I have traveled thousands of miles to the south.

Qiaojinmen

Year: Song Author: Style: Ci

Sadness. Cut off the north and south of the Yangtze River. Smoke trees are separated by many fragrant letters. A few feet from Xiaoloushan. Fine grass, solitary clouds, setting sun. Always create sunny days. Falling flowers outside the curtain can't fly. The east wind is weak.

Visit an old friend in a country inn

Year: Tang Author: Dai Shulun Style: Five Methods

On the autumn night, a full moon hangs high in the sky, and Guanghua is sprinkled in the palace in Miyagi Prefecture.

People doubt that it is a dream meeting to meet Jiangnan in the capital.

The autumn wind disturbs the branches, and the cold cries in the grass.

Tourists wandering outside should have been drunk and stayed with each other for fear that the bell would ring.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

Year: Tang Author: Style: Ci

Heavy Zhu Hu horizontal gold lock,

The moon shadow on the screen window passes with the flowers.

Candles and tears are disappearing,

It's getting cold in Mei Sheng.

Baochai is a gorgeous phoenix,

A thousand miles of incense screens dreams.

Clouds and rain are desolate,

Spring grass grows in Jiangnan.

Meng Jiangnan

Year: Tang Author: Huangfusong Style: Ci

Blue embers fall, and the screen is dark red bananas.

Dreaming of plum ripe day in Jiangnan,

At night, the boat plays the flute and the rain whispers.

At the People's Postal Bridge.

Qingyu case

Year: Tang Author: Li Yu Style: Ci

The Vatican Palace is protected by clouds,

The road is getting whiter and whiter and covered with moss.

Broken wintersweet □ early dew.

Yin Tao is vast, Yushan Wan Li,

Cold cover Jiangnan trees.

Crows and crows are in a mess, and it will be dusk.

The sea and the moon reflect smoke.

Xiuzhu low-hanging solitary crane dance

Yang Huafeng Nong, goose feather Tian Jian,

Poets always make mistakes.

Tread on lyrics

Year: Tang Author: Liu Yuxi Style: Yuefu

At dusk, Jiangnan smells bamboo branches,

Southerners are happy and northerners are sad.

Ever since I sang a new song in the snow,

Until the end of three spring flowers.

Ancient parting

Year: Tang Author: Wei Zhuang

Clear smoke and desert willow, not the parting wine.

More points out the jade whip cloud, heartbroken Jiangnan spring scenery

Bodhisattva is beautiful

Year: Tang Author: Wei Zhuang Style: Ci

Now that I think of Jiangnan music,

I was young and thin at that time.

Riding on a sloping bridge,

Covered in tea.

Cuiping gold buckle,

Indulge in flowers.

Seeing the flowers at this angle,

Never come back.

Yu Tingchun; Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth

Year: Song Author: Yan Style: Ci

The red yarn learns to dance with a soft waist, and the spinning dress is dyed like a palace.

Woven into a wild goose outside the cloud, dyed as a light spring in the south of the Yangtze River.

In the Peach Blossom Palace, there is a Song Guan, which is a beautiful night.

When I came back, the wine with double sleeves was scarred, and the fine print was unintentional.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

Year: Tang Author: Style: Ci

The party lacks Peng,

Aquilaria sinensis shovel on Wu Shanbi.

Liu Rusi,

When the mail bridge is in the spring rain.

The picture building is broken,

Cao Fang Jiang Nanan.

The mirror and the flower,

Who knows this?

Pimp a butterfly

Year: Tang Author: Style: Ci

The autumn wind is sad,

When the traveler didn't come back.

Grass beyond the Great Wall decays first,

The geese in the south of the Yangtze River arrived late.

Furong's face is tender,

The willow tree has new eyebrows.

Shake off makes people sad,

Heartbroken. Who knows?

Jiangnanchun

Year: Song Author: Kou Zhun Style: Ci

The waves are boundless, Liu Yiyi,

Lonely villages are far from the grass,

Apricot flowers fly at an oblique sun.

Jiang Nanchun was heartbroken,

Pingman Tingzhou people have not returned.

Mishin Yin Yin

Year: Song Author: Liu Yong Style: Ci

A small boat with a light sail was temporarily anchored on the south bank of the Chu River.

Lonely city at dusk attracts resentment.

The water is boundless and the geese are scattered.

Smoke gathers in cold forest clusters, painting screen exhibition.

The mountains are small and the eyebrows are shallow.

Reward the old and throw it lightly, and you will become a tourist here.

It's too late to feel tired.

Being in a foreign land, you can bear hardships and worry about your eyes.

Credit of imperial city, resistance of Qin Lou, wandering soul confusion.

The grass is wide and the afterglow is full.

There is no news of beauty, and the cloud is far away.

Dong Xian ge

Year: Song Author: Su Shi Style: Ci

Jiangnan wax is exhausted,

After the first plum blossom,

Divided into Spring Festival and weeping willows.

Thin waist has its own style,

What's more, the bones are clear and elegant.

On the bank of Yongfeng Square,

No one is there all day,

Who has seen the gold silk painting?

When the heartbroken flies,

The green leaves become cloudy,

Nothing. Ten percent is wasted.

It's not the east wind coming at you.

Blow away a little spring wrinkle between eyebrows.

A gift from Huangzhou Kuaizai Pavilion, the head of Shuidiao Song, to Zhang Lisi.

Year: Song Author: Su Shi Style: Ci

The sunset lifted the embroidered curtains and looked out, the pavilions and blue sky under the river, the sunset and pavilions in the distance, and the endless space.

In order for me to come, you specially painted the windows with bright red paint.

This reminds me of the time when I was in Pingshan House, leaning against the pillow, enjoying the misty rain in the south and looking at the horizon in the distance.

Today, we saw the scene in front of us, and we realized that the scenery on the mountain was hidden as described by Ouyang, an old alcoholic.

The endless water surface is crystal clear, reflecting the green shadow of the mountains.

Suddenly, the river was rough, and a fisherman was sailing in the wind and waves.

Seeing this, I can't help but think of Song Yu's Song Yu. It is impossible for such a ridiculous person to understand that the wind in Zhuangzi is the voice of nature, saying that the wind has a daughter.

As a matter of fact, as long as a person has the noble spirit of ambition and wisdom, he can be poised in any occasion and enjoy the infinite comfort of thousands of miles.

Tixi Taiyi Palace Wall

Year: Song Author: Wang Anshi Style: Ci

Willow leaves are green and black,

The sunset of lotus is red.

Thirty-six vicious springs,

Baishi wants to see Jiangnan.

The operator sent Bao Haoran to East Zhejiang.

Year: Song Author: Wang Guan Style: Ci

Water is an eye wave, [1]

The mountain is where the eyebrows gather. [2]

If you want to ask pedestrians where to go,

To the intersection of mountains and rivers. [3]

Just sent home in spring,

I'll take you home.

If you go to Jiangnan to catch up with spring,

Never live with Chun.

A butterfly in love with flowers

Year: Song Author: Yan Style: Ci

The head of the golden scissors is moving,

When the color core is opened, it is not afraid of cold.

It's sunny and snowy, and the makeup is crisp and frozen.

Double emerald phoenix on the twelfth floor,

Vague singing, remember Jiangnan Lane.

Drunk dancing in the spring breeze, who can * * *, Qin Yun has a honeymoon dream.

A butterfly in love with flowers

Year: Song Author: Yan Style: Ci

Dreaming of entering the smoke and water road in Jiangnan,

Do your best in Jiangnan, and don't meet people who leave.

I have nothing to say when I sleep, but I feel disappointed and dumbfounded.

If you want to finish writing this love letter,

Float geese sink fish, and finally there is no evidence.

However, relying on the slow string songs, I broke my heart and Qin Zhenglie.

A butterfly in love with flowers

Year: Song Author: Yan Style: Ci

The early plum blossoms in Chiba are pleasing,

Smile coldly and try on the inner makeup first.

The moon is delicate and fragrant with ice muscles, and the romantic wind is called Dongjunyi.

-Twist the lamp and spring,

Jiangbei Jiangnan, who is better than?

Jade sound blows all over the ground, and good branches grow long and hate no one to send them.

Hu daolian

Year: Song Author: Yan Style: Ci

Plums were first found in the pavilion,

Arouse the rejuvenation of Jiangnan.

Shake the scenery of Yuxi,

Shuiyang horizontal oblique shadow.

Exotic scent until you get drunk,

I woke up after being drunk with incense.

Good is the combination of jade and capacity,

People compete with flowers for jade-like stone.

Leave the spring order

Year: Song Author: Yan Style: Ci

Draw a sky, dream back to the agreement,

Ten continents are all clouds and water.

Hand-twisting red notes to give people books,

Write infinite hurt spring.

Beppe's tall building once stood by,

Yes, thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River.

In the underwater sound downstairs,

One day, tears were high.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

Year: Song Author: Yan Style: Ci

Jiangnan did not notice the snow,

Yimei is a guest from the south of the Yangtze River.

Remember the previous meeting,

Light smoke in the middle of the moon.

Yu Rong has a letter,

Come back smiling.

When Huaiyuan went upstairs,

The sunset glow is low.

Eliminate business dissatisfaction

Year: Song Author: Yan Style: Ci

The flowers in the court are still shallow, and the most jade building is warm first.

Spring dream, Jiangnan is still far away.

Knitting brocade scissors,

If you send it casually, you should be late.

It's too short-sighted to ask acacia.

Shengchazi

Year: Song Author: Yan Style: Ci

Where does spring come from,

Ask the stream.

The willows on the shore are yellow,

Long Mai is green and humid.

Affectionate and beautiful boy,

Fingers are as close as grass.

Who gave it to sister Ling Tou,

Send a letter to Jiangnan.

journey

Year: Song Author: Yang Yi Style: Ci

There are things in the south of the Yangtze River, the water is light and the clouds are light, and the snow is full of the former village.

Chihiro Cuiling, a fragrant branch, is passed on to people all the way.

Shouyang makeup, ice posture and jade state, really childish.

It's stormy, more patient, smelling in the flute.

Fang's summer homework in Lishui.

Year: Song Author: Zhou Bangyan Style: Ci

Old warbler chicks in the wind, plums in the rain, trees in the shade and afternoon gardens.

Lying low near the mountain, wet clothes, total cost of baking fire.

People are happy when they are birds and kites, and new ones splash outside the bridge.

After a long time, Huang Wei bitter bamboo, suspected of flooding Jiujiang ship.

Every year, like a club swallow, I drift in the Han Sea and send a rafter for repair.

Don't think about the performance outside, or koEY spirit, always sit in front of the bottle.

I am tired and haggard, and I can't bear to listen to intense and complicated orchestral music.

At Song's banquet, a pillow was installed for me, so that I could sleep at will when I was drunk.

Lianhuan Xie

Year: Song Author: Zhou Bangyan Style: Ci

Resentment without trust. The lover is cut off, and the news is far away.

The comic book can be uncovered by a clever hand, like the wind and rain, and the fog is light and the clouds are light.

The swallow house is empty, and the dark dust locks a string.

In the old society, red medicine was planted by hand to change roots and leaves.

Du Ruo was born in Tingzhou. The boat bends along the coast, and people are on the horizon.

Memory, listening to books that day, gossip is always burning.

Shui Yi Spring Festival, Wang Jiangnan sent me plum calyx.

Give up this life, raise a glass to the flowers and shed tears for Iraq.

Qin Yi goose

Year: Song Author: Fan Chengda

The shadow of the building is lacking, and the shadow of the railing lies in the east wing of the moon.

On the east side of the moon, the wind is dew for one day, and apricot blossoms are like snow.

Smoke-proof urges the leakage of gold to swallow, and Luo fine-tunes the dark snuff knot.

Snuff knot, a spring dream, Jiangnan is vast.

Yiwangsun

Year: Song Author: Jiang Kui Genre: Ci

Cold red leaves fell on the pond. A ship with a long line of clouds. Scattering Jiangnan is not free. Plan ahead. It is expected that every night will be very sad.

Bu operator

Year: Song Author: Style: Ci

Snow and the moon are the most suitable, and Xue Mei is sunny. When it snowed in Jiangnan last year, plum blossoms appeared at the end of the month. It blooms early this year, or that year. Leng Yan is a lonely man with bright eyes and just needs some snow.