Sentences describing the West Lake in Hangzhou _ Beautiful Poems

First, the intoxicating fragrance comes to my face, and it is difficult to tell which kind of flower fragrance it is, even green grass and green slate; It seems fragrant, too.

Second, the white clouds have gone, and the green maple is too sad. Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?

Looking at the West Lake is like a precious mirror inlaid with jade, reflecting the sky, birds, bridges, mountains and lakes. It is quiet, so quiet that there is no ripple, just like a young girl who is about to get married, covered with a thin veil, so shy and gentle.

Fourth, on summer nights, moonlight, like running water, quietly sprinkled on the lake. The blue waves of the lake are rippling, reflecting the silver brilliance. Frogs in Liu Yin are restless and crickets are playing happily. The lights on the other side swayed gently with the lights on the cruise ship. The evening breeze blows gently, and tourists whisper to each other. Suddenly, the air began to be filled with quiet fragrance. In the silence, I seemed to hear the sound of lotus flowers in full bloom.

The West Lake is like a pearl embedded in heaven, so beautiful that I can't leave!

6. Swimming needs a state of mind, a state of mind and time, but the time of modern people and post-modern people is always insufficient. The scenery is no longer poetic and charming. What we call leisure is hypocritical. People in Jianghu are not involuntarily, but involuntarily. As for the West Lake, I dare not pretend to swim. It is better to walk, because we really lack the leisure elegance and unforgettable poetic feelings of literati. We really visited the West Lake in a hurry. Back to the facts. Let's go! Can slow down the illness, can take a leisurely walk, can walk around like no one's watching, the scenery is walking, and the environment is created by the heart.

Seven, I dreamed of falling flowers last night, and the poor spring did not return. In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.

Eight, to the West Lake, there are flowers everywhere, and the center of the lake is full of lotus flowers. Osmanthus trees grow near and far. The heights are covered with trees. I sat by the pool and thought it was my own world. Maybe now! Here, no matter what I think, say or do. Nobody cares, and nobody can hear. Like a fairyland on earth!

Nine, the scene of water on weekdays has disappeared with time. What you see is a lotus in bud. The lake in the moonlight is more vivid and charming.

Ten, the slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang is infinite. I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.

Eleven, snowy days, a vast expanse of whiteness, the children on the river bank are playing happily, laughing and snowing, forming a wonderful symphony together.

12. The air smells sweet after the rain, and the rippling lake is covered with a thin layer of water vapor, just like a gentle veil, which covers the beautiful face of the West Lake. The sunset finally earned clouds before the twilight spread, and sprinkled a mottled water surface on the lake. The weeping willows by the lake set off the lake in the sunset. Smoke green and sunset gold complement each other, dizzy like a dream.

Thirteen, standing on the broken bridge overlooking the distance, the lotus flowers are in full bloom all over the ground. Green leaves, red flowers, water and bridges are really a beautiful picture. A breeze blew, and the lotus flowers all over the lake swayed their beautiful slim bodies. Some bend over as if doing aerobics; Some are like little girls with shy heads down; Some girls are dancing, how intoxicating this dance is; Some seem to be fairies falling from the sky, and they can't help dancing when they hear beautiful music.

Fourteen, think about it carefully, if you talk about water, the West Lake is not as good as Taihu Lake, and it is not too Erhai Lake; If you talk about mountains, the twin peaks are not as good as Yandang, and even less than Huangshan.

Fifteen, endless, generation after generation, Jiang Yue is similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.

Sixteen, at this time, it is raining, water and sky are the same. When the ship arrived in Santan, Yin Yue, we abandoned the ship and went ashore. It's the spring season when the flowers are red and thin, but the flowers in the West Lake keep blooming at four o'clock. We walked through the tortuous stone bridge, and the lotus under the bridge was sleeping.

The four seasons in the West Lake are beautiful. Spring returns to the earth, walking on the Su Causeway in Bai Causeway, where the West Lake is full of flowers, and looking at the lake, I saw the lake sparkling, the canoe rippling, and the moon reflected in the three pools embedded in the lake like a gem. The wicker sometimes brushes your cheek, sometimes brushes your head and shoulders, plus the slight sculling sound and the beautiful piano sound in the distance, how intoxicating!

Eighteen, some people say that the West Lake is a dream; Life is reality. I said, West Lake is life. He will also face birth, aging, illness and death, just like the flowers in bloom, the West Lake will also usher in a different journey of his life, but the beauty people like will enrich it. People compare winter to spring to success and glory after tempering. I think winter is death and spring is new life. They are not the same life, but they are walking the same road. Just like time, the past can only be the past forever, and tomorrow will usher in a new life.

Nineteen, standing on the fresh air path to see the West Lake, the West Lake is so clear and beautiful. In the clear water, the wind girl occasionally comes here with a skirt to play, swinging over the water waves from time to time, dancing in the water like countless transparent ribbons. The sparkling green and reddish glow of the lake knead into many different beautiful patterns, making the clear water of the West Lake more enchanting. Paddles stir green microwaves, spread the waterline, and cut white pears at the stern, which attracts tourists and makes many tourists daydream.

In summer, the surface of the West Lake is crowded with lotus leaves and lotus flowers. The most striking thing is the lotus as white as jade, which is quiet and pure, and it is really muddy and not stained. Lotus leaves hold agate-like dew crystal, guarding graceful lotus flowers and beautiful flower bones, which is simply a beautiful landscape painting, not comparable to the picture scroll of a great painter.

Twenty-one, the river flows around Fangdian, and the moon shines like a flower forest; Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.

Twenty-two, thick clouds cover the sunset, but there are always rays of sunshine that jump out playfully and pour on the quiet lotus pond with a bit of childishness. A few drops of water rolled on the lotus leaf in the middle of the night, as if nothing had happened. The gallery was dragged out by the sunset, the reflection of the small pavilion in the lake swayed slightly with the quiet wind, and the clouds were covered with a layer of cold and distant Phnom Penh. Beautiful! No, it's a bit thrilling. However, after all, he is covered with clouds, and all he will face is darkness.

Looking forward from the broken bridge, the sun shines on the lake, shining with blue waves and golden light. Waterbirds sometimes skim the blue sky and white clouds, and sometimes gently brush the water. What a beautiful fairyland on earth! This scene is beautiful.

Twenty-four, wandering around the moon on the poor floor, it is appropriate to take the mirror from people. The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the anvil refers to it.

Twenty-five, there are crystal dew on the lotus. Under the sunshine, they shine like pearls, or the "immortal" medicine that the fairy accidentally dropped. I really want a bite.

26. The beauty of the West Lake in Hangzhou has also become active. Flowers with different postures are competing to open and show their beautiful side. It seems that a "Hundred Flowers Expo" is being held to decide who is the king of flowers. Miss Ross was the first to show her heroism. She spread out slowly, as if dancing beautifully, and then the whole audience showed it one by one.

Twenty-seven, visiting the West Lake is also very particular. There is an old saying that all women and children in Hangzhou know that the West Lake is not as good as the West Lake at night, and the West Lake is not as good as the West Lake at night. From this point of view, Yuxi Lake should be the most prosperous of the West Lake. God bless me, when I was swimming in the lake, I was caught in Mao Mao rain.

28. Here, nature and human creation are integrated and complement each other, and the beauty of nature and ethics is the ultimate beauty. The beauty of the West Lake is here!

Winter in West Lake is no exception. Although all the flowers have withered, the lake is still crystal clear, and the blooming plum blossoms are even more beautiful; On a snowy day, the children on the river bank played happily, laughed and snowed, and together they formed a wonderful symphony.

In summer, the water surface of the West Lake is crowded with lotus leaves and lotus flowers. The most striking thing is that the lotus is as white as jade. It is quiet and pure, and it is really muddy and not stained.

I was lucky enough to go to Hangzhou, just in time for the rainy season in the southeast. The water is bright and the eyes are bright, and the mountains are rainy. These two poems aroused my interest, and the group decided to visit the West Lake in the rain.

The three beaches are in the middle of the lake. Looking up from here, the north and south peaks have been wrapped in clouds and can't be seen clearly. Liulang and Huagang are hidden in the thick green, occasionally revealing the cornices like shadows.

33. Winter in West Lake is no exception. Although all the flowers have withered, the lake is crystal clear and the blooming plum blossoms are even more beautiful.

34. The West Lake is a poem, a natural picture scroll, a beautiful and moving story, and the darling of scholars all over the world. I'm afraid this lake is the only one in the world that can be compared with stone, a woman who is always suitable for wearing light makeup and heavy makeup. Visiting the West Lake is also very particular. There is an old saying that all women and children in Hangzhou know that the West Lake is not as good as the West Lake at night, and the West Lake is not as good as the West Lake at night. From this point of view, Yuxi Lake should be the most prosperous of the West Lake. God bless me, when I was swimming in the lake, I was caught in Mao Mao rain.

Thirty-five, even the sea level spring tide, the sea bright moon tide. I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moon by the river!

36. The West Lake in autumn is a mature landscape. The sweet-scented osmanthus on the shore smells so good that people really want to walk back and forth; On the lake, lotus leaves are like shy little girls. Everyone bowed their heads and hid. They are reminding, waiting for people to pick the lotus root under it. At this time, people rowed canoes, hummed leisurely songs and gently picked lotus roots. Those lotus roots are all white and fat, just like naked little dolls, which makes people fondle. If you just pick one from the basket, wash it and take a bite, it will be crisp and raw, and the taste will always be sweet to your heart.

Thirty-seven, I don't know each other at this time. May China take care of you month by month. Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.

Thirty-eight, there is no dust in the river, and there is a solitary moon wheel in the sky. Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?

A poem describing the West Lake in Hangzhou

The spring shirt is still the same, the little people are sewing, and it used to wet the West Lake. -"Jiang Can" Tang and Song Dynasties

Plum blossom (Song) Lin Bu fragrant flowers shake to the small garden, occupying all the amorous feelings: the shadows are shallow, and the fragrance floats at dusk. Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms. Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood gold statues.

I want to report this intention to West Lake. -"Return to Hangzhou" Tang

One peak is in the upper position, and the two have a good talk. There is the West Lake here, so I refuse to go. Ten Views of the West Lake

"Boating on the West Lake after Winter" After the birth of Tang Taiyang, he was exhausted and the ice on the upper layer of the lake was broken. When the mica fan shakes, the temple color, the coral tree is full of branches. There should be a feeling when the oblique scenery moves fish, but it is not known when it is born in extreme waves. The ruins remain in the shallow shadow of the mountain, rippling in the cold sunshine. Cliffs collapsed, reeds scattered vertically and horizontally, and fragments of Lanzhou followed. Once I saw the Yellow River, Dapeng flew up and blew on the destroyer Xuefeng. In spring, the south flowers are like embroidery, and the rain is like oil across the West Lake. -"Happy Spring" Cao Yuan Famous Mountain

When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? -"Lin 'an Mansion" Song Lin Sheng

As long as I travel to Beishan (Song Dynasty) with my roommates, the mountains in Fan Chengda are all the same at the end of the year, and the lakes are flat and foggy. The snow in Leng Yun is low, and the solar terms are quiet and sad. Bamboo and cypress stand tall, and the Puhe River does not rest. You know your feet are thin, and you are very resistant to swimming.

While watching Red Medicine climb the stairs, I took advantage of the West Lake Spring Festival travel rush. -"Xijiang Moon" Song Xin Qi Ji

Gu Xue Shan Mei (Ming) Lingqu cold frozen wood heard at the end of the morning, Gu Shan is better than Pi Tu. The loss of jade bird's nest is hard to recognize, and the crane doesn't bark in an empty cage. I've seen hundreds of flowers blossom in northern Gansu, and I don't want to teach you to fall into the West Lake. It's sunny until dusk, so I don't need to carry it with me.

Poems describing the West Lake _ Aesthetic Poems

A window of furnace smoke, a bed of bottles of flowers, plus ten miles of lake light, make up the Nanping evening. Wang's Drunk Tour of Taiping West Lake in Search of Dreams

Second, like the West Lake Swallow, Mu Jong is deserted. Wu Wenying's "Cordate telosma from Hejiang to Beijing ..."

Third, does the West Lake still remember the suffering of lovesickness? Liu Jiangsun's Wandering in Shakespeare

Fourth, build the West Lake, and plant Trionyx soft red dust. Hexi Lake Building, Qiu Fu, Jin Zhanzi City, Wu Wenying

Five, the north sand embankment tail, West Lake stone. Bai Juyi's "Posting Yu Xingjun Building to Pei Shijun"

Sixth, I failed to throw it into Hangzhou, and half of the hooks were this lake. Bai Juyi's Spring on the Lake

Seven, the splash skirt is more precious, and the phoenix hook is dusty. Wu Wenying's "Sweeping Flowers and Traveling to the West Lake for Cold Food"

Eight, the dragon remembers holding hands, thousands of trees topped the top, and the West Lake was cold and blue. Jiang Kui's Dimfragrance and Old Moonlight

Nine, the sunset glow shines on the West Lake, the flower dock is beautiful, the ten hectares are flat, and there is no boat on the wild shore. Ouyang Xiu's Mulberry Leaf Picking and Sunset in West Lake

Ten, the first state in the southeast, the West Lake has many beautiful people since ancient times. Chen's The First Southeast State of Shuilongyin

Eleven, the old West Lake, staying overnight, love wine will be wrong. Wu Wenying's "Eternal Christmas Exploring May Time and Zhai Yun"

Twelve, knocking on immortals, visiting immortals, and taking advantage of the West Lake have all traveled around, even if they are thousands of miles away. Xue Anfu's West Lake Mixed Singing in Spring

Thirteen, dressed in rags, laughing at the west wind blowing me and falling into the West Lake. Zhao Wei? Han Gongchun is wearing a tattered lotus dress.

Fourteen, Yu Luoping turned to the bottom of the song fan, recalled the West Lake, and opened the window near the water. Wu Wenying's "Wind Into the Pine"

Fifteen, the sky is beautiful and the water is beautiful, and the clouds are light and fresh. Ouyang xiu's "picking mulberry seeds, the sky is beautiful and the water is beautiful".

Sixteen, Ren, boating on the West Lake, saying that you have literary talent, when you don't cover Hangzhou for ten years, Gong Zizhen's "Boating on the West Lake in Hunan ..."

Seventeen, the spring shirt is still the same, the villain needle and thread, once wet the West Lake rain. Su Shi's "Jade Case Sent Bo Gu to Wuzhong"

Eighteen, give you Yue Ming from Qianxi to the West Lake. Mao Kun's "Candle Shadow Shakes Red to Send to the Congregation"

19. I am also a vagabond in cloth. I have long wanted to visit Qilu and stay in the eagle. West Lake in the morning and evening, drunk with Mulan boat. Wang Yun's "Water Tune Song Heading to Wang Xiufudong"

If the West Lake is to be compared to the West Lake, it is always appropriate to go into battle lightly. Su Shi's Drinking Two Rains on Lake Chuqing

Remember to bid farewell to the West Lake and leave Nanpu with a smile. Qi Tianle of Dong Siwei

No matter where I look back, I won't miss it, but it's a lake. Bai Juyi's farewell to the West Lake

Twenty-three, remember that the west bank of the West Lake is the benefit of the sunset mountain, and the sky is blue. Su Shi's How many sons did Klang send to Ganzhou?

Twenty-four, before the snow point, the heron, the brocade scale living water fish, but the heart is the West Lake. Zhang Kejiu's "Double Tone ChristianRandPhillips Complaints _ Music and Leisure Piper Publishing House"

Don't sing this song to the West Lake, the scenery is so sad. Zhao Meng? Yuewang's tomb

Twenty-six, the West Lake arrived in Japan, and the beautiful clouds were wrinkled. Wu Wenying's "Rui Long Yin sends Mejin"

Twenty-seven, the Phoenix Marsh is hard to exhaust, and I want to chisel the West Lake. Yan Gong's Tour of Hangzhou West Lake

Twenty-eight, I don't know the West Lake in a spring. Xu? Flowers in the backyard don't know the face of the West Lake.

Twenty-nine, no new cigarettes, and now I want to go to the West Lake. Zhang Yan's "Crossing the River, Clouds and Shadows, Mountain Shadows, Long Guests Meet Spring Again and Again ..."

Thirty, only Yuewangquan bleeds, which has been widely used by the West Lake so far. Wei Dazhong's "Linjiang Fairy Buried Qiantang Song Blows in"

31. I want to report this to the West Lake. Bai Juyi returned to Hangzhou.

Thirty-two, Sun Guoye Bridge Bamboo Yellow River Lushan Mountain

Thirty-three, the slope is called the West Lake, just like the West Lake, with heavy makeup and light makeup. Liu Guo's "Liu Zhousong's First Record of Family Selection"

Thirty-four, Qiantang Road, worrying about the wind and complaining about the rain, always sprinkling the West Lake! Zhou Deqing's "Lu Manting in China _ See the Biography of Betty Wong"

35. I dreamed of the West Lake yesterday, and there was a story about an old boat. Wu Wenying's "worship the moon, speak slowly in the forest, brush with ginger ..."

36. The West Lake is still flowing. Anonymous "Last Autumn's Sauvignon Blanc"

If you teach students on the West Lake, you must also provide fish for the house. "The topic is Luo Yin? Stream fishing map "

38. Who can enjoy the West Lake? There is no shortage of beautiful scenery. Who can enjoy the West Lake by picking mulberry seeds by Ouyang Xiu?

39. The West Lake was made in Gong Fang, with similar craftsmen. Yan Gongbi's Topic of Hangzhou West Lake

Forty, in December of the fifth year of Chongzhen, I lived in the West Lake. Zhang Dai's "Looking at the Lake Pavilion Snow"

Forty-one, the east wind is getting green, the geese have returned, and people have not returned to the south. Beware of "high balcony to send Chen Junheng to call"

Forty-two, spring outing, the West Lake is not connected. Jiang Kui's "When Pipa Fairy's Double Paddles Come"

Forty-three, after the rain in the West Lake, green waves were made on both sides. Bi Cheng's Nian Nujiao (recalling the victory of Lu Xian's Spring Mountain).

Forty-four, the east wind blew down the dust and sand, dreaming of Chu Shi's home in the West Lake. Liu Yin's Thought of Viewing Plums

Forty-five, after the lotus blossoms, the West Lake is good, and when the wine comes. Ouyang Xiu's "Good West Lake after Mulberry Lotus Blossoms"

Forty-six, Qiantang Yue Feng West Lake Willow. Dai Fugu's "He Xinlang sent to Fengzhen House"

Forty-seven, the West Lake rose and the rain was half baked. The wind is soft outside the dust wave. Zhang Jian's Touching Fish to Send Spring

Forty-eight, passionate migration suddenly becomes sorrow, vaguely just West Lake Road. Liu Jiangsun's Wandering in Shakespeare

Forty-nine, last year, * * * borrowed West Lake grass. Su Shi's "operator feeling old"

50. When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent. Lin Sheng's title of Lin 'an Prefecture

51. During the Qingming Festival, the West Lake is good and full of prosperity. Ouyang Xiu's Picking Mulberries to Go to the West Lake in Qingming Festival

Fifty-two, after the crowd, the West Lake is good, and the wolf is destroyed. Ouyang Xiu's "Good West Lake after Mulberry Picking"

Fifty-three, the West Lake is also celebrating the Spring Festival Evening, and the water trees are chirping. Zhong Shu's Complaining about Love and Baoyue Mountain

54. The West Lake is spring, and the spring water is green. Ouyang Xiu's "Thanks for the Spring of the West Lake"

After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June. Yang Wanli's Letter to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple, Chu Xiao.

Poems describing the West Lake

When will the West Lake Song and Dance be repaired? Warm wind makes tourists drunk, just for Bianzhou, Hangzhou. It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. Yang Wanli's Letter to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple in Chu Xiao.

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 of it was this lake. Bai Juyi (Tang) on the Spring Lake

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons. -"Dawn Out of Jingci Temple to Send Lin Zifang" Song Yang Wanli

The portrait of Langguan in Dongge is vivid, and the Chu Shi in West Lake is lifelike. -"Huanxisha" Song Geshengzhong

If you want to compare the West Lake with the West Lake, it is always appropriate to go into battle lightly.

After all the flowers are gone, the West Lake is good, chaos is still red, birds are misty, and willow railings are full of wind.

When the flowers are lukewarm, the makeup is like the beauty of the West Lake. -"Hong Xiuxie" Bird Ke Jiu

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. Yang Wanli's Letter to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple in Chu Xiao.

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)

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers that reflect the sun are different. Yang Wanli's Letter to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple in Chu Xiao.

The water is Ming Che, and the mountains are empty and rainy. It is always appropriate to compare the West Lake to the West Lake.

Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat. Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.

Sanqiu devil, Shili Lotus.

I don't drink enough, but it tastes long when I'm half drunk. The basket returned to the lake, and the spring breeze and the cold wind were cold.

Traveling in lonely Shanxi, the night is gray. Yin Qing was mixed with dreams, which made this sentence forgotten.

When you meet an old fisherman, the reed is complacent. Ask if there is, buy fish and talk about money.

Bai Juyi returned to Hangzhou as a guest in the Tang Dynasty. After leaving Qiantang Mountain, he didn't drink much and was lazy to recite poems. I want to report this intention to West Lake.