Poetry about the colorful clouds under your feet

1, the pond rises with the dragon at dusk, and the river is crowded with geese in autumn. -Don Li Shangyin's "Reading Clouds"

2. Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, it's daytime, and the north wind blows goose feather and heavy snow one after another. -Gao Shi "Don't be big"

3, good rain without rain, wind without wind, only relying on heaven as a dangerous rock. -Tang Qiji

4, a sense of Yin Qi, illness, such as play it by ear. -Don Liu Yuxi's View of the Cloud

5, Lingshan store cloud, full of early morning. -Tang Lu Chang.

6. Cai Yun was shocked at the end of the year and was entangled in the lonely mountain. -scattered into five colors, condensed into a sadness. -Tang Liyong's "Reading Clouds"

7, stand up and increase your meaning, see the lonely cloud in the peak. -Tang Cui He's "There are Clouds in the East Peak Pavilion Ridge"

The sand sea deepens with unfathomable ice, and it is gloomy and Wan Li congeals. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

9. White clouds rise from the girders, and the atmosphere never stops. -Don liqiao "Cloud"

10, far from Hanshan, there are people in the depths of white clouds. -Du Mu's "Mountain Walk"

1 1, the sky is overcast. -Don Xu Kangzuo's Twilight Yun Lan

12, the Yellow River is far above the white clouds, an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. -Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci"

13, tangible things are not tired, and no trace goes with the wind. -Tang Jiaoran's "Five Miscellaneous Poems of Yun Xi Nanchi"

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2. The poem describes the colorful clouds with jade handles, the scenery is gorgeous, and the master is still fresh. Dream of Limbu Mountain. A little bit of Fei Ying, you can clearly know the way. The sun shines brightly in spring. Carp court buried Yushu. Nine strangers seem to be empty. Late in Los Angeles, I stayed for a long time, and the disaster road was poor. I always hated Pingyuan Fu, and Hsinchu moved to another cluster. I was full of "enjoying the old love."

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By the way, I am a public official. [Yuan] (Bai Pu)

Minors, green mountains and green waters.

Geng Kun in the early Yuan Dynasty

Nine courtiers are full, so I'm a memorial guest for the time being. Re-enter yuanshi county Creek, shine in the spring, and Lin suspects Cai Feng.

It is not the flowering period that makes the afterglow bloom. Music and heaven are impressionable. Even the flute drums your house.

Sadly, there was an autumn wind in Xianyang. Small screen selling wine to see plum blossoms, spring dawn, autumn water are all the same.

The ringtones are overlapping. Heritage is a wall of books, and the torch occasionally turns into a flower. Man Zi served poorly, and the monk's hall was ungrateful.

Make friends by jade.

Purple shell is a kind of high que. The breeze leaked and the lake was a little rosy.

Homesick, exploring the moon, standing at night.

Feather fans are full of scarlet, light smoke and old trees are faint crows,

Read well plate cloud Ming idle, this day should be disappointed, three dynasties waiting drum on credit, Rong Hui in the eye:

Sunset in a lonely village.

Recalling the flute, the golden furnace separates Cui Hua: Mo Dao Sang Yu is late.

Wu Wenying Xijiangyue

Adding thread to embroider the bed is tired. Staggered thousands of halberds, the group is old. Quietly ask for heaven.

Willow is swaying in the wind.

Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel promoted the frequent hope of Judah. The western suburbs also join hands and share joys and sorrows, each with its own differences. Who can keep Ma Peng?

His face was pale and ambiguous, and his car books were everywhere.

Voser is Millennium-old, and the high rhyme shines in the spring, and the old tour meets. [Tang] Ling Huchu's Youth Travel

Liu Yuxi. Dong Lianchuang, Huanglong Jian Daya, mirror photo.

Yi will be in the Zen Palace, and Zhu Xian will be reflecting Jiang Sha.

The sound of ants fighting is still there. It's too hasty to go back to the house. There are many people in Lingxiao, and Chengjiang is as quiet as practice.

After staying in Jiangnan in summer and not knowing flowers,

When will the smog reach the window? Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu)

Bow back, bright sword, frost, scattered color doctor's house. 300 poems. You in the distance will receive rhyme. It's hard to get back together when it's absolutely beautiful. Who will taste Ling Tao wine? Cotton changes with time. This hat faces the snow at half-eaves. Outside, Han Xiao hissed, and there was fog in five tombs. The night candle suddenly blows into the wind, and the incense disappears.

Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, he has been in the dragon for many years.

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Fu Sheng is from Lotus.

Spring breeze doesn't understand people's wishes.

Wisdom is real. Only spiritual luck should be caressed.

The plain rolled up Yao's seat. Never cross the fence. Zhang's Nursery sings Shi Chong's Home. Aquamarine asked: An ancient poem containing "Xia Chun".

Keep the letter scattered or small.

The cave mat is dead, the mountain is solid and the forest is dark.

Gather and disperse:

Huiri Gao Yan Shilin Hall Cui Zhixian

Last month, the river was sunny.

Jionji misses Li Duan very much.

I can't remember those who have gone, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers, eight minks on the left and right, and flowers like the morning glow before Mei San. Sheng Mingduo is in office.

3. Poems describing colorful clouds were published as early as Baidicheng/Baidixiang Jiangling.

Author: Li Bai

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.

The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.

Out of the clouds

Author: Lu Chang

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

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.

Yongyun

Author: Li Yong

The colorful clouds surprised the old and covered 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.

4. What poems contain "colorful clouds"? 1, "Bai Di Xiajiangling"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

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.

The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.

In the morning, the morning sun is shining all over the sky, and I am about to embark on my return journey. Looking up from the river, you can see the colorful clouds in Baidicheng, such as among the clouds, and the scenery is gorgeous! Jiangling, thousands of miles away, arrived in one day. The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are constantly echoing. When the ape's crow was still ringing in his ears, the brisk boat had crossed the endless mountains.

2, "Linjiang Xian, dream behind the tower, locked up"

Song: Yan

After the dream, the balcony is locked high and the curtains hang low after drinking. When hatred came last spring. Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.

I remember Xiaoping's first sight, and her focus was on the word se. Acacia is written on the string of pipa. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds.

Late at night, I dreamed that the door on the balcony was locked, and the curtains hung heavily after I woke up. When last year's spring resentment came to mind, people were faint and independent in the falling flowers, and swallows were flying in the breeze and drizzle. I remember the first time I saw Xiaoping, and when I came back, she was a colorful figure. Pipa playing committee pour out lovesickness. At that time, the bright moon was still there, and it once returned with her colorful figure.

3. Niannujiao Mid-Autumn Festival to the Moon

Ming Dynasty: Wen Zhiming

Sweet-scented osmanthus floating jade, flowers all over the street in the first month, and the night is as cool as washing. The wind is full of eyebrows and cold, and people are in the Crystal Palace. The dragon is dying, the view is awkward, and the song is boiling. First frost is everywhere. I want to fly over the colorful clouds.

I remember last evening, wine kiosks and light moon clouds came and went. Qiu Guang, thousands of miles away, did it in the blink of an eye yesterday. The bluebird comes from the west, and Chang 'e reports my courtesy. Send a message, don't be afraid of Shen Zui.

Osmanthus fragrans on the branches are like pieces of white jade hanging. The full moon reflects the whole sky, and the night sky seems to be washed. The wind blows the brow and body, and people seem to be in the crystal palace. From a distance, dragons are flying, the palace is picturesque, and there is an atmosphere of singing and dancing. The frosty moon is everywhere, and I want to take off in the colorful clouds.

I still remember the night of the old year, drinking in Xiting and watching the clouds drift away. The past is like a dream that has just vanished, and it has reached this time last year in a blink of an eye. Both the bluebird and Chang 'e in the west told me that the Mid-Autumn Festival was coming. I'm sure my old friend will give you a message. Don't live up to the fragrance of this moon palace.

4. Man Jianghong, Mrs. Dai Wang

Song Dynasty: Wen Tianxiang

How beautiful is the pipa outside the sand? The most bitter thing is that a flower moved from Yao Huang to Xianque. The queen mother celebrated the banquet, and the immortal's tears filled the golden plate. Listen to the palace, rain bell in the middle of the night, rest.

The clouds are gone and the fragrance is gone. Bronze camels hate it, so to speak. I want a generous man. Looking back at Zhaoyang leaving dusk, the sad copper finches welcome the autumn moon. I don't want to be like heaven, but I'm short of money.

What is the scenery outside the sand of Wan Li Lake, and the pipa sounds sad? The most sad thing is that a precious Yao Huanghua was forcibly taken out of the rooted Xianjia Palace. The queen mother's wedding feast has come to an end, and the golden plate full of copper fairy lead tears has also fallen. In the middle of the night, the rain outside the palace, the wind chimes are about to break, and the dripping water has not stopped.

The beautiful colorful clouds disappeared, the incense dust in the palace disappeared, the bronze camel and weeds perished, and they hated the country. What can I say? I really miss the generous man who went to China and chewed up Kouga's blood. Recalling the red sun in Zhaoyang Hall, the saddest place is the Bronze Sparrow Terrace, which welcomes the new moon. On second thought, my body is not like today's royal family, so that great rivers and mountains have fallen.

5. "Fold the lotus and give it away"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Rowing to the river, the rippling river is more like a bright lotus.

The water drops on the lotus leaf, but they don't roll round.

This beautiful beauty is hiding in the colorful clouds, trying to give her flowers, but far away.

Acacia and meeting life, melancholy in the bleak autumn wind.

Autumn water is clear, Jiang Mei is fun, and red-violet is delicious. Climb a piece of green lotus leaf, teasing the lotus plumule, rippling, and the plumule is not round. You are far away in the colorful clouds on the horizon. You should give me the lotus. It's too far. Acacia can't imagine, looking gloomily into the distance against the cold autumn wind.

5. What are the poems describing Cai Yun's "early delivery of Baidicheng"?

Copy: Tang Author: Li Bai

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.

The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.

A piece of Lushan empire Lu Xuzhou.

Year: Tang Author: Li Bai

I am like a chariot catcher, singing phoenix songs and laughing at Kong Qiu.

I walked through the Yellow Crane Tower with a green and white jade staff.

All five holy mountains, no distance, according to a constant habit in my life.

Lushan Mountain stands beside Nandou, and the clouds stretch like nine screens.

Its shadow in the Crystal Lake deepens the green water. The Golden Gate Bridge leads to two mountains.

A silver stream hangs down to three stone bridges. Within sight of the huge tripod waterfall,

Back to the cliff, the mountain is green. The morning sun and a cloud, du

No birds can fly to Wu there. I climbed to the top. I look around the world,

Jiang Hai is boundless, and Zhi can't go. The yellow clouds were blown away by the wind for hundreds of miles.

A snow peak is surrounded by a vortex of nine streams.

I like singing for the majestic Lushan Mountain, which thrives because of its scenery.

Knives and moss bury Xie's footprints, and stone mirrors make the purity of the soul more pure.

I will take the elixir of life to eliminate the world and practice the three Dan and three products.

Watching immortals in colorful clouds, holding hibiscus in hand.

Immortals have met in nine days, and I hope to see you invite me to visit Taiwan.

6. The poem describing the rainbow looks eastward, and an arc-shaped translucent rainbow emerges in the middle of the dark clouds, light brown, yellow and reddish, looming.

Gorgeous seven-color rainbow flies over the river, and the two colorful bridges with one color of water and sky set each other off, which is really like a gorgeous overpass.

Rainbow spans the whole sky, from one end of the earth to the other. It freezes all the soft colors in the world in the sky.

A rainbow appears in the blue sky, and all colors are intertwined to make each other interesting, like a golden bridge, lying across the sky with great momentum.

Colorful rainbows appeared in the sky after the rain, just like an endless belt woven by a bunch of flowers, dotted with a blue skirt.

A bright rainbow rises from the lush fields and goes straight into the sky, just like a beautiful overpass.

This rainbow is like a fairy ribbon, and it is also like a colorful bridge to greet others, as if it can introduce people into the fairy world.

That beautiful rainbow enveloped the forest and shed countless bright spots.

The rainbow is colorful and dazzling, like a colorful arch of a program.

7. Poems describing clouds 1. Clouds on the ridge

Tang Bai Juyi

The drought in the field will dry up before the white clouds on the ridge disperse.

What can you do if you die? Can it make rain without chasing the east wind?

2. Xia Yun

Don

The potential energy turned into a beautiful mountain, which grew high in an instant.

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.

3. Look at three Suyun clouds at dawn in early spring.

Tang Chen Shi Mu

The sun is shining in the early spring, and my heart is looking forward to Suyun. 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.

4. Give the pillar a cloud

Tangchen Xilie

This is a vast land, which is the pillar 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?

Every Dongfeng Pavilion is endowed with one thing, that is, to get a cloud on the ridge.

Tangcuihe

Standing in the distance adds meaning, and the peak is lonely. Dissolve dangerous stones, every piece must be in the evening.

1. The colorful clouds are shocking the old and full of lonely mountain heads.

2. The Cuilou is foggy, and the Lotus Peak has a sunset glow.

3. Yun Qi, Shanxin.

White clouds rise from the girder, and the atmosphere never stops.

White clouds rise in the distance and sway in the clear sky.

6. If you look at the clouds all day and don't look back, if you don't care, you will look incompetent.

8. A beautiful poem describes the clouds in Yunnan. Colorful Yunnan is beautiful.

I can't describe its mysterious beauty,

I can't describe its subtle beauty,

I can't describe its style,

Think, think, think again, its beauty,

It can't be explained thoroughly in a few words.

Even if I set foot on this familiar and unfamiliar land,

And failed to draw a comprehensive picture of the mysterious land,

So here's a gentle greeting,

Someone I long for,

Good poems and sentences praising colorful Yunnan and describing Yunnan's beautiful scenery.

An impulsive heart,

In my dream, I have to touch the land there with my own hands.

And ask "good"

-Reading guide

1 The origin of the sentence "Yunnan" (hence the name Xiangyun) has always been controversial. However, most people tend to believe this statement: "During the Yuanshou period of Hanwu, colorful clouds were seen in the south, and envoys were traced. The name of Yunnan began here." How magical and incredible this is. An emperor who is high above Chang 'an City, his illusory dream echoes the magnificent scenery in the eyes of people thousands of miles away. This must be God's praise for the great achievements of this emperor. The vanity of the emperor was satisfied to the greatest extent. He was also happy to set up a government office here and appoint officials, calling it "Yunnan". From then on, the Han Dynasty officially managed this southwest land.