Writing ancient poems in Hangzhou

Outside the castle peak building outside the mountain,

When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?

Warm wind intoxicated tourists,

Directly do Bianzhou in Hangzhou.

Wanghaichao (about Lin 'an, now Hangzhou)

Song Liu Yong

Southeast shape wins, Sanwu city, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Smoke willow painting bridge, wind curtain and green curtain, interlaced with 100 thousand people. Clouds and trees surround the bank and sand. The raging waves roll with frost and snow, and the natural hazards are endless. Pearl in the city, Luo Qi in every household, competing for beauty.

The heavy lakes and mountains provide clear beauty. There are Sanqiu cassia seed and Shili Lotus. Qiang Guan Qing, full night, lotus blossoms. Riding a thousand times with high teeth, listening to flutes and drums and enjoying the haze. The map of the future will be good. I will go back to Fengchi to boast.

Recalling Jiangnan-Bai Juyi

Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou;

Looking for laurel in the mountain temple in the middle of the month,

Watch the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion.

When will you come again?

Yi Jiangnan Bai Juyi

The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar. When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. Can you not remember Jiangnan?

Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou. Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you revisit?

Jiang Nanyi, followed by Wu Gong. Wu Yi cup of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dance lotus drunk. We will meet again sooner or later.

Bai Juyi on the evening of May 15th.

Old acquaintances are happy and swim at night. Spring breeze comes to the seaside and the moon is in the upper reaches of the river. Lights are everywhere, and music is everywhere. It's okay to think of Dili, not tired of Hangzhou.

Bai Juyi, Yang Liuzhi's Ci

Everyone sings in the Six Water Tones, and the notice is blown everywhere.

Don't listen to old songs, listen to the new Yang Liuzhi.

There are four or five trees in front of Ling Tao and one hundred trees in Yafu camp.

In February in the East, what does Luoyang Bridge look like with golden branches?

Yi Yi curled up in the green, which attracted the spring breeze.

White snow flowers are many and empty, and green silk strips are weak.

Red banjiang bridge green wine flag, pavilion baby palace sunset warm.

Poor rain stops the east wind, and thousands of trees hang down separately.

The willow trees in Suzhou are praised by you, and the Guan Sheng dolls in Qiantang are even more.

If you are keen on finding a small one, Su Jia is deep in Qingyang.

Sue's daughter used to be famous, but Yang felt differently.

Stripping plates to make silver rings, rolling leaves to blow Yu Di.

The leaves are as thick as dew, and the branches sway like waist.

Small trees can't help climbing, bitter, please keep two or three.

People say that willow leaves are like frowning, more like willow silk sadness.

There should be no renewal period for each other.

Bai Juyi on Chunti Lake

Spring scenery on the lake is picturesque, and chaotic peaks are scattered around the checkpoint. There are thousands of green hills on the pine row and a pearl in the heart of the moon. Early rice is pumped by the blue carpet line, and the green Luo skirt shows Xinpu. I didn't throw it into Hangzhou, and half the sentences were left in this lake.

Answering guests' questions about Bai Juyi in Hangzhou

Stop drinking for me and talk to you about Hangzhou. The mountain name Tianzhu heaps indigo, and the lake name Qiantang flows green oil. There are many geese's teeth under the big eaves, and there are faucets painted on the boats. Without 300 waterways, why do officials have to swim again?

Looking back at Gushan Temple when the West Lake returned late, Bai Juyi appeared in front of all the guests.

On the lonely mountain near the West Lake, there is a lonely mountain temple. After listening to Buddhist scriptures at night, I go back to learn from them. The dew orange is low and the rain is heavy, and the palm leaves are cold. The water vapor on the lake, the turbulence of microwave and the color of water are seen at the bottom of the Pearl Hall, staggered and reflected in the sunset. Back to the other side, please look back. Gushan Temple seems like Penglai Palace in the mountains, located in the center of the water.

Bai Juyi, far away from the West Lake.

The journey is sad, and the ancestral account leaves the throat. Tristan doesn't have to keep five horses, and Huang En can only stay for three years. Song mats are laid under the shade of green vines, and prostitutes boats are parked in red lotus flowers. Looking back everywhere, you can love, but it is not the lake that is difficult.

Bai Juyi, Fang Hui, Hangzhou

I haven't drunk much since I left Qiantang Mountain River, and I'm too lazy to recite poems. I want to report this intention to West Lake.

The young mermaid Han Juan.

West Lake Shili Gushan Road. Remember Lotus Square? Cui terrier and red core are the most concerned. It's not a breeze. It will clear up if it blows late. Now that I'm old, go to Danqing Land. Drunk and tired of relying on each other. The song is slow and fragrant. Like a dream, the new moon shines ripples.

Hangzhou sent Pei Daze to Luzhou, governor of Luzhou Li Bai.

Xijiang Tianzhu is far away and Haimen is deep in the east. Cherish love and serve the country with sorrow. Good wind blows the setting sun, and running water sings Long song. Those who wear fur in May should know not to bring gold.

Bai Scheeren sent new poems from Hangzhou, including a line by Liu Yuxi, Liu Sechun hides Xiao Su's home.

Qiantang landscape has a strange sound, and the immortal official temporarily leads the hundred cities. Female prostitutes are also notoriously small, who can let you call you? Ao Bai shook the sea, the wind and thunder rose, and the castle was silent. Mo Daosao is in Sanchu, and the satellite is now bullfighting.

Cold spring pavilion forest pavilion

A clear and clear poem can refresh people's minds, and I won't know until the cold and warm years. Flowing out of the West Lake, singing and dancing is not like going back to the mountains.

Ancient Sighs and Journey to the Land

Eighty is less than seventy, and my husband is at the top of the mountain. Roaring like a wild crane, career like dead wood. At the beginning of the operation of Lin 'an Palace Que, Yinan drunk the West Lake every day. Old drinkers don't have to count, there were no children at that time!

Liuyong, Wang Haichao

Southeast shape wins, Sanwu city, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Smoke willow painting bridge, wind curtain and green curtain, interlaced with 100 thousand people. Clouds and trees surround the dike sand, and the raging waves roll frost and snow, and the natural hazards are endless. Pearl in the city, luxury in every household. Sanqiu cassia seed, Shili lotus flower. Qiang tube clear sky in Wan Li, night, enjoy the lotus. Riding a thousand times with high teeth, listening to flutes and drums and enjoying the haze. The map of the future will be good. I will go back to Fengchi to boast.

Climb to Zhang Ting with Yan Qiantang and watch the tide with Meng Haoran.

I stopped playing when I heard Lei Zhen in One Hundred Miles. Even riding out, the river is waiting for the high tide. According to the sun and autumn clouds, the floating sky is wide and extensive. The stormy waves come like snow. If you sit still, you will feel cold.

Picking mulberry seeds Ouyang Xiu

The canoe is shorter than the West Lake, the green water twists and turns, and the grass grows and the warbler flies. There is faint music everywhere. When there is no wind, the glass slides on the water and the boat will not move. Slightly rippled, sand birds began to skim the coast.

10 Ouyang Xiu's song "Picking Mulberry Seeds".

The canoe is short and the West Lake is good, the green water is winding, the grass is long and the warbler is flying, and the music is everywhere.

On the windless water, the glass was slippery, and the boat moved, causing slight ripples, which made the sand bird fly ashore.

It's nice that the spring rain is deep, the flowers are blooming, the butterflies are buzzing and the flowers are warm in sunny days over the West Lake.

Lan radial painting Ge leisurely, suspected to be immortal, reflecting waves, wide water and high wind.

It is good to draw a boat carrying wine in the West Lake, and the string is controlled urgently, and the jade lamp urges it to pass, which is steady and smooth.

The clouds are under the boat, the empty water is fresh and the asphalt is lingering. I suspect there will be another day in the lake.

After all the flowers are gone, the West Lake is good, wolves are disabled, birds are misty and weeping willows are withered.

When all the tourists left, they began to feel the spring sky, put down the curtains and went back to the drizzle.

Who can enjoy the West Lake? There is no shortage of beautiful scenery. Flying hood chasing around, lusting after flowers and getting drunk.

Who knows that at leisure, the grass is shining and the water is far away, and a small Cangzhou egret flies.

During the Qingming Festival, the West Lake is ready and full of prosperity. Whose road is it?

Tourists must go at dusk, drunk and noisy, and the road turns to the embankment until the city head is always full of flowers.

After the lotus blooms, the West Lake will be fine. Here comes the wine, no need to mark it, followed by the green cover of the red chamber.

The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown.

The sky is beautiful, the water is beautiful, the clouds are fresh, seagulls and herons are sleeping. They should be used to listening to symphonies.

The wind is clear, the moon is white and the night is appropriate, and there is a fertile field. Whoever envies Luan is a fairy on board.

The sunset glow shines on the West Lake, with beautiful flowers and docks, ten hectares of flat land and no boats on the wild shore.

The southwest moon is far away, the porch is cool, the lotus is in Qing Xiang, and the water is windy and sober.

I have loved the West Lake all my life. I have come to embrace Zhu Lun, and I have been pitching for twenty years.

Returning like a crane in Liaodong, the whole city is new. Who knows the old master?

Drinking clear water in the lake makes Su Shi rain.

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.

Su Shi in the night view of West Lake

The water is boundless, and the lotus blooms at night. Watch the lights gradually come out of the temple in the distance, and wait until the moon gets dark to see the lake.

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Qiantang lantern for three to five nights. The bright moon is like frost, and people are picturesque. At the bottom of the account, blowing sheng spits musk deer. This taste should be priceless. Lonely mountain people are getting old. Playing drums and flute, new to the farming and mulberry society. The light was cold and the frost was exposed. It's snowing, and the clouds are hanging wild.

Subtract Su Shi's magnolia flower.

By who? Sweep 300 feet across Su Tao. There should be nothing in the world. This is a photo of Qiantang River. Overall, it's great. The clouds are light and the wind is light, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the autumn night is full. Do your best. Only these children can't draw it.

Cao Songshou.

Travel around Qiantang Lake, go up the mountain and come back with fragrant words. I drink poison to quench my thirst, and no one is as wise as the humble alley. & ltBR & gt The public sector often lacks food, but the reception department has no blankets. Go back to the east, not taking advantage of the flower season.

An old friend of Hangzhou believes in Qi 'ansu.

Last night, Wan Li was clear and sunny, and I dreamed of the West Lake. If you smell good words in the morning, every household will deduct them. Light round and white sun-dried litchi, crispy red snail sauce. I even went to Xi 'an to make tea and suggested that I wash the river. My old friend was very affectionate and said that I was going to the west. Two servants a year, thousands of miles to ask how you are.

Operator? Feeling old Su Shi

When Sichuanese come to Jiangnan, they will keep the scenery of Jiangnan firmly in mind. There are many similarities between the scenery in Sichuan and the south, so it is necessary to visit it early. I also borrowed West Lake grass from last year's people. We had a good time, enjoyed the beautiful scenery and found that only we were getting old.

Wang Anshi, the winner of Hangzhou

You know, this place is beautiful, and the people are the enemies of Beijing. There are thousands of snows in forests and mountains, and the spring breeze in cities is in February. The float blows the sunset, and the painted building lights reflect the sunset. If you help me write straight, send it to Chenbei kua.

Huansha Wangnv Changling

Whose home is on the Qiantang River, the daughter on the river wins thousands of flowers. Prince Wu Can was away from home, but today he came to Huansha in public.

Qiantang, Wen Qu, Ting Yun

Spring weaves Qiantang bank, while Vivi is cold and sunny. Huainan tourists are even more sneering, and the green grass is charming. The wind blows like smoke, and the fingers hurt the strings of geese. A red candle feast, golden whales pour wine like a flying spring.

Good things are near Xin Qiji.

Spring is full of West Lake, and the lake is yellow. Near the water mist window, Yunhu houses Chu Palace figures. Planting flowers a year, the east wind blows. I made an appointment to get drunk before riding Shuangfeng and playing the romantic month of Sanshan.

Nian Nujiao Xin Qiji

There are many poets, poets, don't be careless, send plum blossoms. Chu Shi, who is always in the West Lake, refuses to leave romance. The thin shadow is oblique, the fragrance is floating, and the spring news. Still have flowers, not ancient figures. Look at the fragrant moon hall, cold at the age, and the outstanding person in the second palace is Chu. Since he became a poet, he is not a fairy in Nanchang. Even in those days, the surname of Xiangshan Laozi was Bailai Jiangguo. Xianxian, the word is too white, also known as white.

Drinking in the lake is clear after the rain.

Su Shi

The water is bright and clear,

It's rainy in the mountains.

In order to compare the West Lake with the West Lake,

Heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.

Spring outing in Qiantang Lake

Bai Juyi

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.

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.

I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.