What poems describe Nanjing?

Author: Li Bai [Tang] 70 1-762

My hair barely covers my forehead. I am picking flowers and paying by my door.

When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood.

We live in an alley in Qingkan. We are all young and happy.

When I was fourteen, I became your wife, and I was too shy to laugh.

I bowed my head and went to the dark corner, unwilling to pay attention to your thousands of calls.

But at the age of fifteen, I raised my eyebrows and laughed, knowing that no dust can seal our love.

Even to death, I will wait for you in my post, and I will not lose heart in the silent watchtower.

Then, when I was sixteen, you embarked on a long journey.

Then in the fifth month, I couldn't help it anymore. The ape shouted in the sky.

I looked at the place where you walked, your footprints in front of our door, each hidden under the green moss.

Hiding under the moss is too deep to sweep away, and the first autumn wind adds leaves.

In August, Hu Die will circle around the grass in our West Garden in pairs.

Because of all this, my heart is broken, and I am worried that my bright cheeks will fade.

Oh, finally, when you come back through three Pa areas, send me a message home in advance! .

I'll pick you up, and I won't mind the distance, all the way to Sha Changfeng.

Changganhang (2)

Author: Li Bai

I remember in my boudoir, I don't know the smoke.

Marry a long-term cadre, and the sand will wait for the wind.

The south wind starts in May, and I want you to go to Baling.

The west wind rises in August, and I want you to carry it forward.

How about being sad? You see less and leave more.

When I arrived in Xiangtan a few days ago, my dream became more and more turbulent.

Last night, the wind was so strong that it broke the trees on the river.

Simon Simon is dark, where there are pedestrians.

Good riding clouds, Li Zhu Landong.

Yuanyang Qingpu, Yujinping.

Self-pity for more than fifteen, the color is peach blossom red.

As a businesswoman, she is worried about water and wind.

Deng Meigang regarded Jinling as a gift to his nephew and monk Zhongfu in Gaosi.

Author: Li Bai

Zhongshan embraces Jinling, and the domineering past is thousands of miles away.

Tiankai imperial residence, the sea shines in the palace.

The peaks are like deer, competing against each other.

Nine rivers come, but the clouds are far away.

Time has changed, and the dragon and tiger have rested.

I came to Tianqing to visit poor Chu Yue.

My family is very Zen and shows off the bones of husband and wife.

The stars are in the sky, and the bright one has a unique moon.

Ghosts and physiology live in harmony, and vegetation does not cut down.

Smoke window attracts roses, stone wall old wild fern.

Wu Anyi, snow-white feet proudly wear socks.

After going down the mountain for a few nights, I forgot to pay my respects.

On Yanjin's poem "Falling Crane Dancing in the Snow".

When I heard that Tianxiang was coming, I was out of touch with the world.

You can't travel well, the spring breeze is far away.

Yangguaier

Author: Li Bai

You sing Yang, I advise Xinfeng Liquor Industry.

Who is the most relevant person? Wuti Bai Liu.

Birds and flowers, but you stay in my house drunk.

In Boshan furnace, agarwood is on fire and double smoke is in full swing.

Lao Lao ting ge

Author: Li Bai

Jinling old man sees off guests, crawling grass on the roadside.

The ancient feelings are endless, and I hate the white poplar here.

I took Sugar to play, and I sang Qingchuan Night Frost.

I have heard five chapters of Niu Zhu's song before, and now I want to thank Yuan Gulang.

Bitter bamboo sounds like autumn moon, and the empty curtain returns to the dream alone.

Xie Andun, northwest of Yecheng, Dengjinling

Author: Li Bai

When the golden age collapsed, Yongjia ran south.

The dust is boundless, and Long Hudou is yellow.

Huma is in trouble, and Tianjiao is in the Central Plains.

The philosopher felt unlucky, and Peng Yun suddenly flew over.

The ministers practiced according to Chu State and marked Haimen.

Western Qin has a population of one million, and Ge Jia is like a cloud.

Throwing a whip can fill a river, but sweeping it is not enough.

The emperor's luck has returned to the right, and ugliness has no soul.

Stop laughing and look forward to it all your life.

Visit the historic sites in Yecheng and Xie Andun.

By looking at the risks around, high standards are definitely noisy.

Imagine Dongshan posture and cherish the memory of the right army.

The phoenix tree knows the tree is precious, but the grass keeps its roots.

Egrets reflected in Chunzhou, and Qinglong saw the court.

The earth is ancient and the clouds are there, and the valley is millet.

I enjoy the clear waves here and build a famous garden here.

I brushed my clothes and went to Wulingyuan.

Singing songs under the moon in the west building of Jinling city

Author: Li Bai

Jinling night is quiet and cool, and I look at the five mountains from a tall building alone.

White clouds reflect the water and shake the empty city, while white dew drops the autumn moon.

Thinking under the moon for a long time, the eyes are thin since ancient times.

Explain that "Chengjiang is as pure as practice" makes people remember Xie Xuanhui for a long time.

Break up in a hotel in Nanjing

Author: Li Bai

A gust of wind blew catkins, which made the shop more fragrant. A girl from Wu poured wine and advised me to drink it.

Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving.

Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! .

Climb the Phoenix Terrace from Nanjing.

Author: Li Bai

There used to be a phoenix on the phoenix platform, and the phoenix went to Taiwan, only Jiangdong returned.

Martial arts flowers were laid on deserted paths, and the number of relatives and friends in the Jin Dynasty has become a famine.

The mountains are shrouded in clouds, such as blue sky, and the river is divided into two.

There is always a traitor in power, like covering the sky, and Chang' an is depressed when he can't see it.

Jinling new pavilion

Author: Li Bai

Jinling, with its outstanding people, beautiful scenery and powerful people, gathered in the new pavilion today.

Looking at the Central Plains, it is devastated, the country is no longer prosperous, and Zhou Yi is seriously injured.

Everyone is sitting here as a prisoner of Chu, who is really thinking about the fate of the country.

How generous he is, how generous he is, for generations to come, and to leave a good reputation for future generations.

Dengwa pavilion

Author: Li Bai

Board the crock pavilion in the morning and overlook Jinling City.

Zhongshan faces the north households, and Huaishui enters Nanrong.

Long rain, noisy days and happy voices.

The two corridors beat drums and the four corners sang kites.

Stand outside the sky and climb the sun and the moon.

The mountains and air are domineering, and the earth is cold and gloomy.

The vast sea of clouds is late, and the vast palace is flat.

The door is closed, and the building knows the name of Phoenix.

Much thunder and little rain, but heaven helps.

Besides, I grew up in Jason Wu.

Enter Korean songs

Author: Li Bai

Jinling controls Haipu, while green water takes Jason Wu.

The cymbals ride and blow, and the cymbals lead ministers.

The hammer clock is fast and strict, and the drums are used to open the city.

The son of heaven leans on jade, and his sword is like a cloud.

Hideteru's ten thousand households, rotten stars in slim skirts.

Take a bath and swim in Qingfeng Pavilion.

I am happy when I am short of both.

Farewell to Fan Xuan in Jinling Song Dynasty

Author: Li Bai

Rock is like a tiger, and Ling Bo wants to cross the Cangjiang River.

The trend of Zhongshan Dragon Plate is coming, and the beautiful trees are beautiful.

For more than forty years, fame and fortune flowed eastward.

Who is the son of Little White Horse? He went to prison when he was too young.

In the past, Jinling was magnificent and swept the heroic world.

The crown is scattered into smoke, and the golden jade seat is turned into cold ashes.

When the blade was buckled, it was sad and empty, and Chen Liang's bones were all messed up.

Shen Jingyang, the dragon, is good. Who sings the flowers in the backyard of Yushu?

There's no way to be sad here. Now stay away from Changchun grass.

Send the heart of Wan Li to the Yangtze River. He visited Nanshan in 1996.

Leave Cao Nan officials in Jiangnan.

Author: Li Bai

I once caught the white dragon and set it free by the stream.

The toll wants to go, waving your hand makes the sky pale.

It doesn't matter then. Just talk and laugh.

Pay less and accomplish nothing, and build a chapter when you come back.

Ten years later, laugh at the western world, and autumn frost looks in the mirror.

Closed sword glass box, alchemy purple jade room.

He has a clear figure and a tiger bag hanging around his waist.

Immortals drive Cai Feng, aiming at poverty.

There are four or five lovers, and Pei Hui has not skyrocketed.

East to send the day, suddenly singing Lan Huifang.

There is no way in the fairy palace, and the old people in the world urge them to hide.

Say, sentence Jian, Qu Ping went to conceive the king.

Fluttering purple Xia Xin, Jiang Lang in wandering memory.

Mourning for Wan Li's farewell, there is this title later.

Huaishui looks at the state, and Jinling goes around Danyang.

The balcony shines on the sea, and the clothes and horses shake the Sichuan light.

And this north looking gentleman is similar to tears.

In the dream, the clouds fall and the Yao chapter is empty.

Di Zi is separated from Dongting, and the green maple is full of xiaoxiang.

Huai army has a long way to go, and the ancient feelings are bleak.

Climb a mountain overlooking a hundred rivers, and I will always hate it.

I love Emei. I ride a sheep.

Jinling Baixia Pavilion is far away.

Author: Li Bai

There are three poplars in the post, just as the door is white.

Wu Yanyan, Hanshui 4 ancient roots.

Always see me off, look back and smile.

If you don't see it for a while, climb over to find Yu Yi.

Zhang Eleventh, sent by Jinling, revisited.

Author: Li Bai

Hans Hua said that it has been romantic for 500 years.

Whoever continues to work today, the master is called a saint.

Then I swam to Wu Yong and got into a ship.

Bai Liu in spring and red sky in summer.

Going to the national disaster is different, and thinking about it is not spinning.

Free Jia Sheng tears, care for * * * mournful.

Jinling Phoenix Tower Wine

Author: Li Bai

Buy wine to extend the scenery, Jinling Phoenix Terrace.

Long waves write through the ages, and the heart opens to the clouds.

Who did Phoenix come for in the past?

Phoenix has been gone for a long time, and it only returned today.

Ming Junyue Yi Xuan, Tian Lao takes three sets.

Shi Hao is useless, playing with strings and getting drunk.

The east wind blows the mountain flowers, and the cups are endless?

Six emperors have no hidden grass, and the deep palace is dark green.

Buying wine does not go back, but ringing bells urges each other.

Jinling Wanghanjiang River

Author: Li Bai

The Yangtze River stretches for thousands of miles and is divided into nine tributaries, like nine entrenched dragons.

The river overflows, and it overflows in China.

After the destruction of the six emperors, Sanwu was not in the past and was not fully appreciated.

My king is in a mixed area, and the public is at peace.

Today's appointment, there is no need for a fishing rod in the sea.

Three Poems of Jinling (1)

Author: Li Bai

The Kim family went south to Japan and went to Chang 'an for the second time.

The land is the imperial palace, and the mountain is the dragon and tiger plate.

The sky in Jinling is spectacular and the natural moat is clean.

The drunken guests returned to Radial, and Wu Ge had a good time.

Three Poems of Jinling (2)

Author: Li Bai

The land has Jinling potential, and the city flows back to the river.

At that time, there were millions of families on both sides of Zhulou Street.

Spring grass grows when the country dies, and there is no ancient hill when it leaves the palace.

After the lake is free, the waves will go to Jiangzhou.

Three Poems of Jinling (3)

Author: Li Bai

Six generations rise and fall, and three cups are songs.

There are few courtyards in Qin and many mountains in Luoyang.

Wu Huacao is in the ancient temple and Jin is in the deep palace.

Die with the personnel, die with the surging waves.

Jinling Baiyangshizi Lane

Author: Li Bai

The Baiyang Cross Lane in Jinling is the entrance to the river in the north.

Wu Guoquan in the Three Kingdoms period was finished, and now only the Tang Dynasty is green.

Heaven and earth repeated, Miyagi fell.

Six emperors were at home in autumn, and Su Qiao wept for his old age.

Jinling listens to playing the flute

Author: Li Bai

Han Palace plays the Jade Emperor, charming and moving.

The wind blows around the mountains, and thousands of valleys solve the dragon.

The prince stops the phoenix tube and the teacher covers heptachlor.

When the aftertaste crosses the river, the horizon can be found.

Shijinlingzi

Author: Li Bai

Whose home is in the east of Jinling? They eavesdropped at the piano window.

Come out of the sky and cross the Xijiang River with people.

Chu songs and Wu dialect are not charming, but they seem to be the most affectionate.

Xie hopes that prostitutes in Dongshan will join hands with local forest rights.

Go back from Jinling, play Tianmen, and send Master Jurong a book.

Author: Li Bai

Cangjiang River flows backwards, and Bai Bi watches the autumn moon.

The autumn moon shines on white jade, as white as snow in the mountains.

You stopped at night to sign, but Jia Ke forgot to send it early.

Drive into Tianmen Mountain and look back at Niuzhu.

Chuanchang trade winds come, and the sunrise stops in the fog.

The old friend is close at hand, and the new reward is Hu.

Sending you a blue orchid will bring you endless benefits.

Jinling King Chu Shi Water Hall.

Author: Li Bai

Weizi is my home, but the Taoist style has not disappeared.

Shen Huaidan Qiu Zhi, reward and return to loneliness.

I'm visiting the wilderness of Fujian, and I'm involved in the poverty-stricken chisel.

There are tidal waves at the seaside, and the land fire is suppressed.

With thunder, I can build a skylight and make a shadow to rest in Xiage.

I am glad to see the beautiful scenery, but I am reluctant.

During Sanshan's seclusion, Si Yueqing entrusted him.

Old friends Qi Songying, Gao Dan 1 1.

The disappearance of traces is divided into chaos, and the final words are peaks and valleys.

I am proud of the forest, but I don't envy the city.

Even if there is true meaning, I feel that the world is thin.

I can beat Gui Fang, and I will adopt Lan Ruo.

Stupid women love riding phoenix, charming women love flying cranes.

I visited the immortals and made an alchemy from then on.

Yongwangdong Youge

Author: Li Bai

The Dragon Pan Tiger lives in Huangdao, and Di Zi Jinling visits the ancient hills.

The spring breeze tries to warm Zhaoyang Hall, and the bright moon crosses the magpie building.

The dragon emperor offered to enter Chu Pass, cleaned Jianghan and returned it.

Ferry the Marshal's Mansion in the land of clouds first, and then make Wang Yuanzhong Hill in Fenli Mountain.

Farewell, Duke of Jinling

Author: Li Bai

Things change, and the three dragons compete.

Zhongshan is leaning towards the whale in a dangerous wave.

When the yellow flag was swept away, Jason Wu was cut open.

Six generations are more overlord, and the ruins see the capital.

Today, Qinhuai and Li Lexiu are among the heroes.

Fan Zou on the ground, poetry Teng Ming.

In May, Jinling West, the foot language Bai Xiating.

If you want to find the peak of Lu, go around Hanshui City first.

The incense burner is purple and the waterfall is too clear.

If you climb the stars, wave and be affectionate.

Send Cui Kunji to Jinling

Author: Li Bai

Sing a song, lean against the east building, and write early.

The autumn wind crossed the river and blew down the mountain last month.

The host makes wine, and the candle goes out to prolong the light.

Second, Cui Xiang Jin Ling has endless peace.

The water passengers returned to their homes, and Yun Fan rolled up the frost.

Under the boat pavilion, float five taels first.

In summer, when a stone falls into the water, it will take longer.

Think of you for years, laugh at the Western Heaven and stop the river beam.

You Danyang Lake

Author: Li Bai

The lake is connected with life, and the wind and rain are endless.

Jia Ke returned from the sky and the sea of clouds set sail.

Turtles swim in lotus leaves and birds enter reed flowers.

Young woman canoe, singing water.

Endeavour well

Author: Li Bai

The white stone divides the gold well, and the cinnabar spreads the jade field.

People in ancient and modern times are old, and the months are long.

Three Poems of Wang Yan Crying Away from Lishui Road (1)

Author: Li Bai

Poplar is two-way, while white horse is sad by the road.

Seeing abortion in the morning is more like seeing Yunyang off.

Lishui crossed Wuguan, and Sichuan went to Weiyang.

Old friends are tired, and bones are closed.

Jade coffins descend from the sky, and dragons sing in the spring.

Fame flies to the sun and the moon, and righteousness is auspicious.

Escape and struggle for exhibition, the British plan, damage Russia.

Two old people from Chu came to mourn Gong Sheng.

Some words can't be said, and Xue cried and thought of Doris.

Three Poems of Wang Yan Crying Away from Lishui Road (2)

Author: Li Bai

The prince died too early.

It is better to mourn than to hang, and it is autumn grass to mourn the palace.

When sadness comes, I want to take off my sword so that I can hang it on my hand.

Although I cried till Maoshan didn't die, I cried all my life.

Three Poems of Wang Yan Crying Away from Lishui Road (3)

Author: Li Bai

Wang Yishu's tree was destroyed at once.

An old friend cries in the sea, and a crane comes from the end of the world.

If it is not used for rainfall, it will lose resources first.

After a blow, the piano won't open.

Three mountains looking at Jinling to send to Yin Shu.

Author: Li Bai

Three mountains are full of gratitude, and the water looks at Chang' an.

There is no river in Wuyang County, and Qiu Jiang is due north.

Lulong frost and cold wind, magpie moonlight cold.

Recalling the Qiongshu, the end of the world sends joy.

The way to see Zhao Shaofu in Dangtu is smooth.

Author: Li Bai

I'm here to celebrate the city and send guests back to Song Qing.

Because he praised the king of Chu, he worshipped Guanglongtao.

Jiayu, Yingfengling No.4, Zhao Wei, Xi 'an.

Take a boat and the road is smooth, and watch the clouds rise high.

Shake your fan and go to the restaurant with crab claws.

If the future is acacia, it will be a long rumor.

Everywhere in the paddock, Zhou Hengshan, Danyang.

Author: Li Bai

Zhou Zi in Hengshan hidden, near the corner of the city to open the door.

Even if you enter the house at the peak, you will win the pot.

When he wrote Mi Bai Ci, he sang Danyang Lake.

The water is proud of the Bohai Sea and the Sichuan is beautiful.

When you are proud, your heart is different from the sky.

Idle clouds roll with the wind, knowing whether you have a body or not.

Give a jade with shame, sink a spring and laugh at a bead.

If eclosion can be completed, it will carry supernatant.

The Seventh French Liberation Army occupied Nanjing 1949 in April.

Zhongshan is windy and rainy, and millions of heroes cross the river.

Tiger's dragon card is better than in the past, upside down and generous.

It is better to chase after the poor bandits with victory than to learn from the overlord.

If the sky is sentimental, it will grow old, and the right way in the world is vicissitudes.

Taicheng

Wei Zhuang

The rain is falling, the grass is falling, and the birds of the Six Dynasties are singing.

Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage.

Xihe Jinling nostalgia

Zhou Bangyan

Garrity, who remembers the great events of the Southern Dynasties? The old country is surrounded by mountains and Qingjiang River. Angry waves hit the lonely city, and the wind swept away from the sky.

The cliff tree was still leaning, and Mochow's boat was tied. The traces of the empty old are gloomy and gloomy, and the fog sinks half a base. Late at night, I climbed over the female wall and looked at Huaishui sadly.

What's the market for liquor drums? Vaguely, near Xie Wang, swallows don't know what the world is. For ordinary people, it's relatively like ups and downs.

Wuyi lane

Author: Liu Yuxi

There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane.

Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.

At Nanjing Ferry.

Author: Zhang Hu

Spending the night on the mountain at Jinling Ferry, trouble sleeping, is full of dreams about home and mother.

The hazy moon is setting, and Guazhou is on the other side of the spark.

Bo Qinhuai

Author: Du Mu

Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant.

Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.

Wen Tianxiang Jinlingyi

The grass leaves the palace and turns to the morning glow. What makes a lonely cloud?

The mountains and rivers are the same, but the people in the city are different.

Reed flowers grow old with me everywhere. Who will fly next to the swallows in my hometown?

From now on, I will leave Jiangnan Road and become a crow with blood.

Fourteen Qinhuai Miscellaneous Poems (Three Selected Poems)

one

In recent years, I have been heartbroken about "The Boat of Muring" and dream of going to the balcony of Qinhuai River. In the rainy wind of 10 day, the thick spring smoke is like autumn.

two

Qingxi Shui Mu is the most Tsinghua, and Wang Xie Wuyi boasts six generations. I'm not looking for General Jiang's residence, but Han Yan has lost the Hou family.

three

Fu Shouqing sang a gentle flute, and Red Tooth Purple Jade invited her into the night. Now the moon is as empty as water, and there is no long slab bridge in Qingxi.

Visit the former site via Jiangning to Xuanwu Lake.

Author: [Tang] Zhang Jiuling (678-740)

There are countless in the south, and there are ten continents in the North Lake.

Sun Yan Jingyang Building, Lin Yuan, Tsinghua.

If you ride a fairy next time, Tianjin will be stationed in Cai Xi.

Flying gulls are flying in the phoenix tube, and lotus flowers are fighting dragon boats.

Seven sons with poetry and fu, thousands of people and.

It should be said that the song is in the pickaxe, and autumn is not allowed.

Customs are slow, rivers and mountains are changeable.

Wang xin is not a warrior, and Sun Shu has no plan.

We will have a rest in fine weather. Who will take the credit?

Mulberry fields in the East China Sea, elk in Suzhou.

Whether it is for the Three Kingdoms or Kyushu, it is not as good.

Although the mountain is in the shogunate, why should the museum stay?

The lakes are still reading each other, and Song Ling is lost.

I don't want to ask questions, I just want to be romantic.

Neighborhood sends Fangshan

Author: [Southern Dynasties] Xie Lingyun (385-433)

Only when you leave the imperial city will you rest in peace in Ouyue.

Homesickness can't be sent when the cable is released.

On the Decline of Bright Moon in the Woods.

Affection is easy to get, but it is hard to let go when it comes to it.

Accumulate food and worry about your life, and you want to be small.

You can live in seclusion forever.

Encourage each other to continue their ambitions, and the sound of dust soothes the silence.

Pay tribute to Mr. Sun Yat-sen's respect and discipline.

Author: [Republic of China] Liu Yazi (1887- 1958)

The white tiger is pure and firm, and invites handsome men and beautiful women to start again.

Looking at Marxism-Leninism, China won the first prize.

Six generations of rivers and mountains provide a barrier, and the righteousness of the three people is sinking?

Artemisia ordosica has a solemn spirit and dares to give Lan Cheng great sorrow.

Ji hai's miscellaneous poems

Author: [Qing] Gong Zizhen (1792- 184 1)

In the Six Dynasties, the ancient dream crossed, and Qinhuai had no happiness.

I want to see two gifted scholars in Zhongshan, and there are ups and downs between the lines.

Tiyanziji

Author: [Qing] Aisingiorro Hongli (1711-1799)

When I heard about it around Jiang Lan, I was stunned by Hong Tao's first step.

However, I like to plant sand into green fields. Yancun has been ploughing and digging for a long time.