Cailian Lake, Matou Town, Tancheng County

Poem about Cailian Lake in Tancheng 1. Lotus-picking poems.

Two lotus songs

Year: Tang Author: Wang Changling Style: Four Musts

One of them, like the beauty of Wu, the king of Yue, the king of Yue, the beauty of lotus picking girls, the beauty of lotus picking boats, the lake wet their clothes.

When they came, the lotus led them to the estuary and the moon sent them back to the river.

The girl who picked the lotus put the girl who picked the lotus into the lotus leaf, as if the color was the same, and the girl's face was hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflected each other.

Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus.

To annotate ...

Skirt: A skirt made of silk. Lotus: It is the lotus.

A group of lotus-picking girls are wearing skirts of the same color as green lotus leaves, and pink lotus flowers set off the bright faces of the girls. They were hard to find in the pond, and they didn't know the scenery until they heard the girls singing.

If this poem is regarded as a picture of picking lotus, the center of the picture is naturally the girls picking lotus. But from beginning to end, the author did not let them clearly appear in this moving picture, but let them mingle with lotus leaves and colorful lotus bushes, looming as if nothing had happened, and let the lotus picking girls blend with the beautiful nature. The whole poem is beautiful and imaginative. This artistic conception is original.

From the beginning, the lotus picking girl skillfully formed a harmonious and unified whole with the surrounding natural environment-"the lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus opens to both sides of the face." It is just an ordinary metaphor to say that a woman's skirt is as green as a lotus leaf. What is written here is a girl picking lotus, staying in the lotus pond, saying that the lotus leaf is the same color as the skirt, which is "local scenery" and "fu" rather than "comparison". It is vivid and gratifying, both simple and enchanting. The hibiscus in the second sentence is lotus. It is not new to say that the girl's face is ruddy and gorgeous like a hibiscus. But "hibiscus opens to both sides of the face" is not only a metaphor, it also depicts a beautiful picture: the girl's face is hidden in the blooming lotus, which looks like a bright lotus is opening to the girl's face. Combining these two sentences, the reader seems to see that in that piece of violet and red lotus, the green Luo skirt of the lotus picking girl has been integrated into the lotus leaf in the field, and it is almost impossible to tell which is the lotus leaf and which is the Luo skirt; The girl's face contrasts with the bright lotus flowers, making it difficult to distinguish people from flowers. People think that these lotus-picking women are just part of the beautiful nature, or they are actually lotus spirits. This description has both a realistic sense of life and a strong fairy tale color.

The third sentence "you can't see it when you mix it into the pool" comes from the first two sentences. Integration is integration or integration. Lotus leaf skirt, lotus face, this is like an organic whole, it is difficult to distinguish, only when it is clear and fine, it can barely be distinguished; So something is wrong. The girl who picked the lotus and the green lotus and red lotus are one and suddenly disappeared. This sentence is about an indistinguishable feeling, a feeling that leaves are not leaves, and an unpredictable surprise and disappointment that people who stand and stare at in an instant. It is often said that "seeing the wrong eye" is often like this. However, just as I hesitated to look away, the lotus pond was full of songs, and it suddenly dawned on me that the "invisible" lotus picker was still between the lotus leaves and colorful lotus flowers in this field. "Feeling that someone is coming" should be combined with "Govin" for appreciation. You didn't know "someone" until you "disappeared" and suddenly "heard this song"; But people are still hidden in lotus leaves and lotus flowers, so although they hear the songs, they can't see their figures and faces. This is really the so-called "Ling can't sing all, this pool knows" (Cui's Xiao Chang Gan Qu). This description adds vivid interest and poetic connotation to the picture, making people imagine the scene of ten acres of lotus pond, lotus in full bloom, lingge everywhere, and the scene of onlookers standing and staring at the song. The girls picking lotus flowers are full of youthful and energetic joy. Until the end, the author still didn't let the main characters of the painting clearly appear on the screen. Its purpose is not only to regard them as the embodiment of beautiful nature, but also to leave a leisurely and endless feeling because of this description.

2. picking lotus poems.

On the Poems of Lotus ◇ Love for Lotus ~ The flowers of land, water and vegetation in Song and Zhou Dunyi are lovely.

Tao Jin Yuanming loves chrysanthemums alone; Since Li Tanglai, the world loves peony very much; Love lotus alone, dirt-free, clear but not demon. Straight outside, not crawling, fragrant and clear. It is slim and elegant, so you can look at it from a distance without looking ridiculous. Want to call chrysanthemum, the hermit of flowers; Peony, blooming with wealth; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers.

Hey! The love of chrysanthemum flowers is rarely heard after Tao; Who gave the lotus love? Peony love is suitable for all ages! ◇ Qingyangdu ~ Jinlefu green lotus covered with green water, hibiscus covered with red and fresh. There are lotus roots below and lotus roots above.

◇ ode to hibiscus ~ Yue Qingfeng in the Southern Dynasties shook purple leaves and exposed Zhu Shi lightly. Zhongchi is so green, wait until I glow red.

◇ picking lotus ~ In the Southern Dynasties, Wu Liang Dai mixed flowers, and Luoyi hung Qinghe. Ask my son where to go today, picking lotus in Jiangnan.

Three thousand miles in western Liaoning, I want to send it for no reason. May you return early, this lotus is fresh.

◇ Poems about Lotus ~ There are tiny grasses in the north of Hongze River, which can be used to rejuvenate. Green leaves like the wind, and red cherry is suitable for the sun.

Moving to the fish pond is a great loss. How to frost dew, should be with the canopy.

◇ chanting concentric hibiscus ~ Duke Du of Sui displayed lotus flowers, and graceful water came out. A solitary stem is green, and two shadows share dividends.

The color wins the song, and the fragrance dances wildly. The famous lotus can read by itself, and the same is true.

◇ picking lotus songs ~ Sui Yin Yingtong drew countless companions and untied himself. You don't need to wipe sweat powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will.

The ship docked against the lotus. Lotus root silk is held as a wisp and lotus leaf as a cup.

◇ Ancient style (its twenty-six) ~ Tang Li Baibi is born in quiet spring, sunny and fresh. Autumn flowers spit green water and dense leaves are full of smoke.

Beautiful powder is peerless, who will pass the incense? Sit and watch the frost disappear. If I don't find the root cause, I would like to believe in the edge of Huachi.

◇ Lotus-picking Song ~ Xiao Weijin paddled a Mulan boat in South Liu Liang, playing with lotus flowers in the south of the Yangtze River. Lotus fragrance is separated from Purdue, and lotus leaves are fresh all over the river.

The room is easy to start with, and the handle comes with it. As soon as the flowers are exposed, they are wet and the stems of the wind are flickering.

◇ There is a gift of folding lotus ~ Tang Li Bai is playing autumn water by the river, loving this red and fresh. 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.

◇ Lotus ~ Li Shangyin is colorless and compatible. Why not be fragrant? Yao's seats were all set for the cool, but Jin was too late.

Turn the light back and cross the socks with the water. Looking forward to saying goodbye to the autumn before, leaving home to sing a song.

◇ Lotus ~ Wenlutang shakes the star gold, and rolls the orchid into a white apple. It is necessary to put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and so far lotus plums have fragrant dust.

Go out to Jingci Temple to see Lin Zifang and Yang Wanli at night. After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

◇ hibiscus on the money pool ~ Jiangnan will rest in September, and hibiscus will turn to Zhongzhou. Beauty laughs across the water, and the sunset is still full of sorrow.

Dew wash jade plate Jintang cold, autumn wind blowing Jincheng ribbon. It's no use looking at each other. It's getting late, and there's a kind of seclusion in the pond.

◇ A plum cut ~ Li Qingzhao's red lotus root fragrance in the Northern Song Dynasty can ruin Yuqiu, relieve Luo Shang and go to Lanzhou alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. ◇ Su Curtain Covered ~ Zhou Bangyan burned agarwood to cool off the heat in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird. The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, the water was clear and round, and the wind and lotus rose one by one.

My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. Do the fishermen in May remember each other? Boat, dream into furongpu.

Li Antang ~ Huang Mingqiong Dongjiatan is a vast desert with green trees facing the water inlet. Ten miles of brocade is constantly seen, and the west wind and the bright moon are still singing.

◇ picking lotus songs ~ Li Yaru's lotus field is a lake with a faint bonus. Three or five boats will go, singing loudly.

◇ Hibiscus ~ The most pitiful thing about Zheng Qing Banqiao is a few blushing scars, and there is a small bamboo door beside the Shuiwai Bridge. Looking in the mirror, I was surprised and regretted. Shi used to live in Zhuze Village.

◇ Thinking in Ouxiang ~ Modern, leisure, Xiao Wen, bid farewell to Anyi ancient town, and the water in Ouxiang is swaying in the canoe; The shore willows are dyed with green streams, and the lotus fragrance is brewed in autumn. Living in a foreign land is poor and chaotic, and my hometown is happy; A man of virtue and wealth starts from scratch, and the lotus fairy comes to the door gladly.

In summer, the mountain light suddenly goes out in the west of Nanting Sixin-Meng Haoran, and the moon rises slowly in the lake in the east. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.

The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me.

Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams. ◇ Untitled second ~ Li Shangyin, a misty rain is blowing from the east, and the wheels are faintly thundering outside the Furong Pool.

There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water. Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem.

Does the human heart have to bloom in spring like all other flowers? Even if this bright flame of love, should it only be ashes? . Making friends in summer ~ Ji Xu is free, sleeping alone and the water steps are quiet.

The moon gives birth to the forest, and the rain stays overnight like autumn. Looking back at Lian Fang, who sings Du Ruozhou? There is no dream at night, and you can swim if you have a dream.

◇ There is more hatred in the sand and snow in Huanxi, and more red tears cry for Gusu, leaning on the wind to coagulate the snow skin. The setting sun is over the river, the palace is half flat, and the lotus is full of lakes.

◇ Nanxiangzi Li Xun took a float boat, crossed the lotus pond, and called the sleeping mandarin duck. You girls cuddle and laugh, compete for novelty and beauty, and shake the lotus cover to break the sunset.

◇ Huanxisha Li Hanjingxiang sells residual green leaves, and the west wind is blue. He is skinny and ugly.

The chicken is far away in the drizzle dream, and the small building blows through the cold. How many tears I hate, leaning against the railing.

How about Sun Guangxian in Sidi Township? More lingering feelings! Moths gather shame under the eternal water curtain. Liu Luo's skirts, tiny lines dragging blue waves.

Look at the ground, rain hits the lotus. ◇ Recalling Yuhang Pan Lang's long memory of the lonely mountain, the mountain is like a cluster in the lake, and the monk's room faces the lake all around, and the Qing people come back.

Lotus fragrance spray even the clouds pavilion, pavilion sound clear eaves priests. Don't come to dust and stain other people's clothes, and dream of flying in vain.

◇ After picking the lotus flowers of Mulberry and Ouyang Xiu, the West Lake is good. You don't need to mark the wine, and the green cover of the red building will follow. The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown.

◇ Linjiang Xian Ouyang Xiu's rain fell on the light thunder pool outside the willow, and the rain dripped and broke the lotus sound. Soon the rain stopped and the broken rainbow appeared in the west corner of the building.

We leaned against the railing until the moon rose in the east. Swallow flies back to the door, peeping at Hua Liang and asking. I took the curtain off the jade hook.

The bed on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but there is no ripple. Watery pillow, there is a hairpin on the shore.

◇ Autumn dusk in Liuyong, Gan Caozi, all the lotus flowers are gone, and the pearls are raining. The moon is born after the rain, and it is freezing.

I can't stand such loneliness without companions in the swimming pool! But beside the golden cage, I shared the parrot and read the words of Fenlang. ◇ butterfly lovers, Yan's first "Frost Twist" was a great disappointment.

Through Ye Ying's voice, it seems to imitate Qin E's singing. Take a nap, wake up one day, double bamboo covered with cold wave.

Rain blows and wind blows, and the sky rises. Lotus felt her pulse and shed tears.

3. Poetry related to the story of the lotus picking girl

1. picking lotus songs

In the evening sunshine, the sky is empty, and picking lotus bears a sunset glow.

The wind on the lake is hard to get up, and lotus flowers are not rare.

Move the hibiscus to fall, the ship moves the egret to fly.

The lotus thread wraps around the wrist, and the water chestnut pulls the clothes far away.

2. Xu Ning Yuefu's new poem is a thirteen-string Lu girl who married a good boy in the west of the city early. I don't envy the hardships of stream singers, but I go to the green window to sleep when picking lotus.

3. Huangfusong picked two or two lotus seeds, even fragrant lotus seeds were ten hectares, and her sister-in-law was greedy for picking lotus seeds late. I got my bow wet when I came late, and even took off my red skirt to wrap ducks.

4. Lotus is picked on the Gu Kuang Creek, and the boat is afraid of shaking the wind. Startled up, Yuanyang stayed, and the water was red.

5. Liu Cailian songs, the sunset in the river is clear, and Jing songs are gorgeous. I have been used to picking lotus since I was a child, and I followed the trend at the age of fifteen.

6. The five poems by Li Bai and Yue Nv (seen in Yue Zhongshu) are about the girl who picked lotus in Xiye, and they are songs for the Hakkas. He smiled and hid in the lotus, pretending to be ashamed.

7. Zhang Hu was singing and reading five songs, but she didn't see each other. Picking lotus leaves is the bottom lotus picker.

8. Mr. Huo always picks lotus girls on the boat and makes makeup combs in pairs. I heard that I crossed the river early in the morning to live.

9. When Shi Jianwu met He Zhongxuanjun in Yuezhou, he lived on the west bank of Jinghu Lake and Mo Jingchun lived at the foot of Siming Mountain. Several lotus pickers in front of the door want to park the lotus boat in the ownerless place.

10. He Wulian is sparkling in the floating place, and the fragrance outside the wind gives birth to dust at the bottom of socks. Lotus leaves and lotus skirts set each other off, and you can't see the lotus pickers when you listen to the songs.

4. Poems describing lakes

Ye Duxiang dreams of greatness.

The passenger ship was greedy and sneaked across the Xiangjiang River.

Smell Du Fang with dewdrops, and pick lotus with songs.

The people on the list jumped into the fire, and the fish stayed in the pool and smoked.

Ask each other when traveling, where is Xunyang?

Wen Huai friedensreich hundertwasser Juyi

Seek fame and fortune, disturb the world.

What's wrong with the Huaihe River? It's not idle to flow eastward.

Li Bai in Lishui District

Lushui will be in autumn tomorrow.

South Lake picks white apples.

Lotus is charming and wants to say goodbye.

Worried about killing the boatman.

Du Fu in Spring

Peach blossom waves in March, the river flows back to the old marks. There is no sand tail in the morning, and the blue color moves Chai Men.

Pick up the delicious bait and pour it into the small garden with a pipe. With countless birds, it's noisy to take a shower.

Water in poetry

1. White hair floating green water, Anthurium stirring clear waves. (Luo "Singing Goose")

2. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River. (Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain")

There is no road in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village. (Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village)

4. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun. (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun)

At sunrise, the flowers in the river are better than the fire. In spring, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan")

6. Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves softness, (Yang Wanli's "Little Pool")

7. Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river plumbing duck prophet. (Su Shi's "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene")

8. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs)

9. Where there is water, there are mountains and islands. (Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea")

10. Yangliuqing Jiang Shuiping, singing on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi's "Zhi Zhu Ci")

5. Write a beautiful composition about Cailian Lake

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. "Whenever I read this poem, I always think of the interesting story of picking lotus last year.

It was a hot summer day. My mother and sister and I went to a big lotus pond. My mother is going to let me and my sister pick lotus flowers. When we arrived at the pond, my mother gave the prepared change to my aunt, who took the money, took my sister and me to a room, put on life jackets for us, and took us to find some wooden pots tied to the pond. I took a look, ah! Full of green eyes, there are graceful lotus flowers from time to time. I stood on tiptoe, but I couldn't see my head. Aunt asked each of us to serve a wooden basin. When we sat firmly, we untied the rope and the wooden basin floated gently. I was so scared that I sat motionless in a small chair for fear that the bathtub would turn over. I looked forward and saw my sister boldly paddling for lotus! I carefully cut the paddle. Hey, the bathtub really drifted forward. Now, I boldly picked the lotus. I reached for the lotus stem and tried my best to pull it out, but the bathtub began to tilt and almost turned over. I quickly let go of my hand and took a step back, and the bathtub stabilized. I thought to myself: how can I pick lotus flowers? The wooden basin will turn over! At this moment, a pair of blue scissors came into my sight. Oh, it was cut with scissors! I picked up scissors and successfully cut off the lotus. I'd be happy to cut one in the east, one in the west and choose the big one. After a while, I felt too hot and the basket was full, but there were still two hours left! I cut off a lotus leaf and covered it on my head. I picked it up leisurely and enjoyed the beautiful scenery while eating. Very comfortable. After a while, I stood up again and prepared to pick some lotus leaves for my mother to cook lotus leaf rice. I just picked it for a while and it will arrive in two hours. We came home with lotus leaves. Along the way, I shook my head and said, "The lotus pond is full of lotus flowers, and the lotus flowers are blooming brightly. Taste the delicious lotus and smell its fragrance! "

"Ha ha!" Mother and sister laughed.

Ah! What interesting lotus picking!

6. How to write the composition about the beautiful Cailian Lake?

Zhangjiajie has towering and beautiful peaks; Guilin has high mountains and beautiful and clear Lijiang River. There is a beautiful and vast sea in the North Sea. I think it's still not as good as our beautiful, lovely and charming little Dongjiang River.

On a sunny summer morning, a veil-like fog floats on the river in Jiang Xiaodong, sometimes rising on the mountainside and sometimes surrounding the foot of the mountain. Suddenly, the thin fog jumped over the power station like lively dolls. It attracts a large number of tourists. The photos taken by tourists are all enjoying the beautiful scenery. People who exercise are also attracted by the beautiful scenery. People who carry water are also breathing fresh air deeply, as if they don't want to lose the opportunity to communicate with nature.

In the afternoon, the veil-like fog enveloped the mirror-like lake, which was so light and hazy. Fishing boats are also floating gently on the calm river, swaying from side to side, light and lovely. One after another, people carrying water on the mountain road. There are two mountain springs on it, which are sweet and delicious and very clear. Everyone carries water home to cook. There are more and more people carrying water, and everyone's pole is like a string of wonderful notes.

At night, the fog from the Jiang Xiaodong River drifted to the suspension bridge, the first Buddhist temple and the water sports center. After dinner, the locals came to Dongjiang Style Bar Street early to enjoy the cool, and everyone took a good position on the guardrail by the river. Breathing the cool breeze of Dongjiang River. Cool air is like natural air conditioning, cool and mild, mixed with Tujia flavor. People from all directions have booked tables in groups in restaurants around Fengqing Bar Street. At this time, artists took stage props, found a place, and sang folk songs with microphones. The old people are all sitting around the artists, enjoying the music and recalling the past. Jiang Xiaodong is very lively.

People say that the water in Lijiang River is quiet, clear and green. But I think the water in Dongjiang is quieter, cleaner and greener. After the rain, Xiaodongjiang looks even more lovely and beautiful. After the heavy rain, the Jiang Xiaodong River became brighter, because naughty raindrops washed the river. Every tree, leaf, flower and grass on the mountain were polished by raindrops, and even the winding mountain road was washed clean. Everything on the mountain is reflected on the calm lake. You can see more clearly than looking directly at the mountain. The gazebo on the mountain is also reflected on the river. I can't tell which is the mountain and which is the water. The lake is green and charming.

Zhangjiajie has towering and beautiful peaks; Guilin has high mountains and beautiful and clear Lijiang River. There is a beautiful and vast sea in the North Sea. I think it's still not as good as our beautiful and charming little Dongjiang River. I love our beautiful little Dongjiang River.

7. Write a poem about "Lake"

Liu Yuxi's "Wang Dongting" looks at Dongting Lake in the distance. Liu Yuxi's lake light and the autumn moon are in harmony, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.

Look at the Dongting landscape. There is a green snail in the silver plate. - .

There is the Kingdom of Wu in the east and the State of Chu in the south. I can see the endless floating of heaven and earth. Ozawa's water vapor on the cloudy land of ........................................................... is white, and the waves seem to shake Yueyang.

I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.

-Immersed in the clear waves, the rippling light is still fixed.

The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water.

There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat. The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing.

Climb the Yueyang Tower and overlook the Yangtze River until you reach the open Dongting Lake. It breaks my heart to see geese flying south, and the distant mountains are in the title of a good month.

On the upper floor of the sky, stay in the chair and upload a glass of wine from the sky. The cool breeze rising after drunkenness, blowing the sleeves with the wind, we will return.

-Li Bai's "Climbing Yueyang Tower with Summer Twelve" Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake [Tang] Baijuyi Gushan Temple is north of Jiating West, and the water level is low. A few early warblers compete for warm trees, whose new swallow pecks at spring mud? 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. Drinking the rain after the first sunny day on the lake [Song] Su Shi's water is bright and beautiful, and the mountains are empty and rainy.

If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate. "Spring on the Lake" (Tang Dynasty) Baijuyi Lake is picturesque in spring, with chaotic peaks all over the first level.

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

Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent. -(Southern Song Dynasty) Lin Sheng Ouyang Xiu's poem "West Lake": Han Xiang disappears, painting floats, and Jun Ning remembers Yangzhou.

They all exchanged twenty-four bridge months for ten hectares of West Lake in autumn. The West Lake is far away from the journey of Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty, and the ancestors left their voices to swallow the strings. Tristan doesn't have to keep five horses, and Huang En can only stay for three years.

Song seats 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 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.

Send the title of Yuhang County Building, and give Tang Baijuyi an envoy Pei Guanli for 20 years and an official tour for 30 years. Jiangshan and romance, the most unforgettable thing is Hangzhou.

At the end of the sand embankment in the north, at the head of the stone embankment in the West Lake. Green bamboo shoots leave in spring, and red candles return to the boat at night.

I dare not leave my love, but I miss the old days. With this sentence sung by Jun, the topic is the building.

And Xichuan Li Shangshu Hanzhou Yue Wei Tour Room Taiwei West Lake Liu Tang Yuxi Luohanchuan Night, West Lake hangs a jade hook. The flag was surrounded by water and the ship was submerged.

I am eager to recall the past, and my thoughts are like traveling together. Seven laws have been in existence for a long time, and the rhyme is sad for autumn.

In the Tang Dynasty, Yingzhou hosted the West Lake Pavilion Banquet and Xu Hun West Lake Qing Banquet. I didn't know how to repay, so I left a song and drank a glass of wine. The city takes the sunset to smell the drums, and the temple looks at the balcony against the autumn water.

Lantianke is still noisy, and Guiyan is a rare bird. If you want to sign a car to cross Gongluo, the frost chrysanthemum will go around the pool.

In the fishing map of Panxi River in Tang Dynasty, temples were exhibited in Luo Yin and Lv Wang that year, and the fishing country with straight hook was even better. If you teach students to live on the West Lake, you must also provide fish for the house.

Farewell to West Lake, Tang Dynasty, Li Shen and Pu, watching the fallen leaves return to their roots and the birds on the waves lonely. Wind pipe music is easy to scatter flowers, but loom feathers are difficult to float.

Snow deceives spring and destroys fragrant calyx early, while falcon stirs autumn and blows green. Colorful hair has no place to live, and sighing at the bridge is a kind of sadness.

When did the singing and dancing of the West Lake stop at the outer building of Qingshan Building outside Song Lin in Lin 'an? Warm winds intoxicated tourists and made Hangzhou a Bianzhou.

After all, the scenery of the West Lake in June is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

Drinking on the lake, after the rain, Su Shi's water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are overcast and rainy. If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.

In the Yuan Dynasty, the tombs of the King of Yue and the King of E in Zhao Ziang were separated by grass, and stones and beasts were in danger in autumn. Officials in Nandu look down on the state capital, but the people in the Central Plains are still looking forward to Wang Shi's banner.

When a hero is killed, it is too late to regret, and the world is doomed. Don't sing this poem to the West Lake. I can't sing it.

Recalling the West Lake, Zhang Huangyan dreamed of Xizi Lake, but the dream was vague. The Wu Tomb of Gaoling is connected with Suzhong, adding a new temple.

The West Lake Miscellaneous Poems Huang Qing Ren Zhen revisited the old place to draw pictures, and the terraced fields were embroidered with ink. The song dynasty bought thousands of land and won Qiantang ten hectares of lake.

It is said that Sanmen Bay forced Mifune, Zhejiang Province, to have a flute and dream of entering the Sixth Bridge of West Lake. Great country. Who can see it? The sound of waves breaks the tide in Zhejiang.

The southern grass is the thirty-six male peak of Wuyi Mountain in modern Yu Dafu, and the landscape of Qingxi River in Jiuge is different. If you look at the scenery from a strange place, the West Lake will always be a small home.

Song Sushi's dark clouds turn over the ink and don't cover the mountain, and the white rain jumps over the boat. Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.

The moon on the lake is better, and the traveler on the horizon has not returned yet. -Bao Rong's "Looking at the Lake Moon" is full of longing for the night, and the ship is full of bright moons.

-Bai Juyi's "Watching the Baihua Pavilion at Night, Returning at Night" After all, the scenery of the West Lake was different from that at four o'clock in mid-June. -Yang Wanli's "See Lin Zifang at Dawn" The wind comes and goes, and the lake looks like the sky under the lake. —— On June 27th, Wanghu Building was drunk (stone), and the lonely water was boundless, and the lotus bloomed at night. -Su Shi's Five Wonders of West Lake Night, Yang Wanli-

There is the West Lake here, so I refuse to go. The lake is as cold as ice, and the moonlight is lighter than snow.

Give up three pools, Hangzhou people don't look at the moon. Liu Yin's long beach is high, but the moon is scarce.

I hesitate to loosen the soil, but I wonder if I stepped on the snow. The night air in Nanping is as thin as paper.

The bell rings on it and crosses the river at night. (Nanping Night Bell) Smoke willows shade peach blossoms, and ruby sinks into autumn water.

It's too late to be weak, and Shi just went to sleep. (Xiao Chun, Su Causeway) She has a faint pimple on her face and smiles.

What makes Lotus drunk? Warm wind is like wine. (Quyuan Fenghe) The deep willow is called oriole, and the sound is green.

If you have poetry, you should not go beyond preaching. (Liu Lang Wenying) Canta is a drunkard near the shore of the lake.

Strange feelings are in the rubble, so there is no need to resort to labor. (Lei Feng Sunset) Looking at the bright moon in autumn, cold air enters Lin Hao.

Listen to the lonely geese, the sound is light and the sky is high. (Autumn Moon in Pinghu) I hate releasing ponds and building fish prisons for no reason.

8. recite ancient poems between classes in Tancheng No.2 primary school.

Pupils must recite ancient poems: lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and lotus leaf is Hetian Tian.

Fish are frolicking among the lotus leaves. Fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south, and fish hits the lotus leaf north.

Read aloud: Be cheerful and cheerful. "He" and "Tian Tian" highlight the beauty and luxuriance of lotus leaves, and we should reread them.

The four directional words "East", "West", "South" and "North" strongly show the scene of fish playing freely between lotus flowers and lotus leaves, which should be highlighted when reading and varied in color. Note: ① Lotus picking: It means it's time to pick lotus seeds.

He: How much is it? ③ Tian Tian: Describe the thick lotus leaves.

4 play: play. This refers to playing in the water.

In the season when lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, the lotus leaves are thick and lush. Fish are frolicking among the lotus leaves.

Play in the east, west, south and north of the lotus leaf for a while. Appreciation: This poem is divided into two parts: singing and singing.

The first three sentences are dominated by one person, which outlines a vivid Jiangnan scenery. The last four sentences are all sung together. The changes in the east, west, south and north depict the moving scene of fish swimming among lotus leaves, which is vivid and natural, full of fun and strong sense of music.

Not a word in the poem is written directly about people, but through the description of lotus leaves and fish, readers can hear their voices, see their people, feel a kind of vitality and appreciate the inner joy of lotus pickers.

9. Famous poems about rivers, oceans and lakes

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Yang Wanli song

Spring is silent, cherish the trickle,

The shade of trees shines on the water, loving sunshine and tenderness.

Xiao He just showed his sharp corners,

Dragonflies have long stood on it.

Chu Xiao Jingci Temple saw Lin Zifang off.

Yang Wanli song

After all, in mid-June,

The scenery is different from that at four o'clock.

Lotus leaves are infinitely green,

Lotus is bright red.

Drinking Rain on Lake Chuqing (Ⅰ)

Su Songshi

The water is bright and clear,

It's rainy in the mountains.

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

Light makeup is always appropriate.

Wangdongting

Liuyuxi decoction

The lake and the moon blend together,

There is no wind on the pool surface, and the mirror is not polished.

Looking at Dongting,

Green snail in a silver plate.

A gift for Wang Lun.

Author: Li Bai

Li Bai will want to travel by boat,

Suddenly I heard singing on the shore.

Peach Blossom Lake is deep in thousands of feet,

Not as good as Wang Lun.