What are some good sentences about Wuxi's scenery, specialties and customs?

"Smoke and water take the lake wide, and it is more appropriate at the beginning of Yunshan. In the old days, I was pregnant with Fu, and I searched for books in ancient caves. " Liu Changqing, a famous poet in Tang Dynasty.

At night, the streets of Wuxi are bustling and lively, which is similar to the scene in Shanghai. Shiny neon signs, crowded shops, endless pedestrians, and even the same road name-Zhongshan Road, the same school name-Yucai Middle School ... so this city has reason to misunderstand that I am from Shanghai. Chong'an Temple Pedestrian Street, known as Nanjing Road in Wuxi, is even more lively. Except for some different accents, people occasionally know where they are, except for the "lotus pond" that can be seen everywhere in the building. ...

Taihu Lake is wide and quiet, just like a string that has never been plucked. He is a little shy and ready to move. The moment our cruise ship passed by, it left a fingertip-like ripple in our hair, which was very gentle. On an island with round head bamboo, the Taoist temple at the top of the mountain, the waterfalls on the mountainside and the rivers at the foot of the mountain all make people feel like fairyland.

Wuxi Dongguo sent friends to Liu Changqing.

The guest road is windy and frost, and the suburbs are full of spring.

If you can't see the weeds in the plain, where will the wanderer go?

Smoke and water take the lake wide, and Yunshan is suitable for the beginning.

Therefore, the capital is pregnant with fu, and the ancient cave is looking for books.

The monument is close to Cao E's residence, and the forest is deserted.

The rivers and lakes are boundless, not just for firewood and fishing.

Wuxi Caimingfu Xiting Li Jiayou Spring Festival Evening

Mao Yan is idle and lonely, and there is nothing to be at ease with others.

Get the moon first by being near the water tower, and get the moon first by being near the water tower.

Xing Cao Ji, how many peaks there are.

Go back to Wudi another day and stop for a while.

Go to Wuxi Bieling, a master (Liu Changqing's poem, Huangfuran's poem) Lang Shiyuan.

The original name of the monk was Zhu, and the old name of the monk was Lin.

Once in the spring mountain, a thousand peaks cannot be found.

In the new year, the grass is everywhere and the clouds are deep.

If you want to ask a micro official, you will be surprised to know.

Guo Meili's seventh family has been established in Wuxi for forty years, and now there are several blocks in our home ... followed by Shangjiashan Li Shen.

Jiashan, Jiashan is still good.

I used to go to Songgui for a long time, but now I'm getting old.

Shangjiashan, near the ancient road.

High and low into the clouds, weeds are not even grass.

The grass is green and thick, and the cold is flying all over the grass.

Crows crow far away at trees, and geese stick to clouds.

Rock light turns to the setting sun, and monk fire opens the room.

The sound of bamboo caves is long and the sound of pine buildings is melodious.

Taitai spring is flowing, and the stone is green and dense.

Lost in the old road, lost in the front.

Sigh full crown, strong and happy.

Laugh and sing pity, string bamboo and play.

On the mountains and rivers, the wine is full of chat.

When I was born in Jiuliu, I was idle.

Qingshan can't go, and the past is still melancholy.

After the situation, the bald man looked after Huai Kong.

Que Wang Wu Xi Shen Li Furong Lake

The water is vast and the mountains are far away, and the willow bank is lingering in the blue stream.

The weather is sunny, there are no chickens and geese, and it is suspected that it is the first dream mirror lake in autumn.

There is only a small fire at the edge of Danju village, and geese fly in the blue lumen.

Depressed leaves hang on the banks of the Yang family, and there is little smell of smashing clothes across the water.

Waves of clouds are uneven, and the blue light behind the sun is hidden and deep.

Just like looking at the sea tree in the middle, Moon Lake is hidden by mountains.

The old mountain recognizes the haze, and the lake spreads green holes.

I'm glad to see Yunquan still disappointed, but I'm ashamed that I won't go back to the mountain.

Blue cliffs and valleys are clear, and tired birds return to the clouds.

The melancholy bald heads are four old people, carrying dust to Yichuan.

Huishan Temple (works of Huishan Temple in Wuxi County, Changzhou City) Zhang Hu.

Where is the old house? An empty guest passed by.

The sound of the spring reaches the end of the pool and goes upstairs on the mountain.

Small holes give birth to oblique bamboo, and heavy steps are mixed with fine sand.

Look at the city frequently, and the clouds are bright and watery.

Wuxi drunk, singing Zhao Wei.

The guest's surname is unknown, and the ship is Liu Yin.

Poor autumn tears in the south, lingering in the heart of the country.

Luo Jing's clothes are dusty, and the Jianghu wine is deeply ill.

Why do you need to find Tao Dan and get drunk from Hengqin?

Stay overnight in Piling County, Wuxi County, and send a message to Luo Yin.

The grass insects suffocated at the beginning of the tree, and the night was over.

Turbid waves rush to Wuyuan, and the sound of sparse bells is all beneficial to the cold mountains.

It is not easy to worry about death, and it is even harder to love your hometown.

Friends and relatives will laugh one day, only to know that the book sword is unprovoked.

Appreciating Huangfuran will go to Wuxi and yunmen temple to offer supernatural gifts.

Tonggu Temple in Hunan is endless.

If you want to know Yunmen Road, you can get to Ruoye from the striker.

Spring mountain worships the house, and old trees thank the family.

Since you can hide for a long time, the word is on credit.

One moonlit night in the mountains, I gave it to Jiao Ran, the chief of Wuxi.

The breeze on the lake is early, and there are two peaks of moonlight in autumn.

I know the order of Moling from a distance, and I am in the West Building tonight.

Other leaves rustle and frost flowers are everywhere.

How to * * * clear the scenery, different counties and different tours.

Talk with Reese about Wuqiu Temple, and stay with Zhu Gong and Lu Yu in Wuxi Jiao Ran.

The mausoleum becomes a fragrant hill, and the Zen branch produces poplars.

The sword pool leaves a story, and the moon tree is the other side.

Don't forget the interests.

Lu Jushi will also return to China in the morning.

Bie Wuxi Nan Chan Lian Lao

I am worried all my life, and I am happy when I am old.

Have fun outside the party, not inside the volume.

Stay in Xixiefudi, be diligent in Zen and be happy.

Japanese rural customs are old, and everyone sighs.

Occasionally my classmates rain, and I will always be pregnant with nine fairy clouds.

The incense in the cave is good, and it is popular in the legal world.

Wuxi's second son's poems promote his return

The boss is in no mood, so he has to have a happy rest.

Every time I think of dust, I want to meet immortal sweat and wander.

I don't know whether the spring in March is rotten or not, but the rain on Pentecost is still worth it.

I hurried home, recited my son's words and called the boy to the boat.

(The above two songs are from Song Dynasty-Cao Xun)

Spring in Wuxi county

Wu Chu's new road is an old one.

Let the boat come to Guxian and sell wine for leisure.

Flowers fall in the rain village, birds sing and trees spring.

The wild pool winds on the ground, and there is no incense dust.

Send Xu to Wuxi

I couldn't help shaking my hand, and the sound of the court was about to fall.

Yun Sheng soles, Tian Fu eyebrows.

Respect is the pillar, and harmony is the boat.

In Liu Pu, where the national flag is flying, it is raining.

(The above two songs are from the Song Dynasty-Hong Zikai)

I met Li Yuande in Wuxi [Poetry] (Song Poetry-Liu Guo)

An honourable death is better than a disgraceful life.

If Ying Ji realizes that the perch is good, he should regret not returning to Jiangdong.

Li See Yuan De made a drink offering in Wuxi.

In the hall, the sun is ringing and bamboo is playing in the warm sound.

The lonely area is so curtilage, but there are two heroes in the world.

Li See Yuan De made a drink offering in Wuxi.

Article learning has not become a new change, and Qingyun has no way to get in touch with me.

You should laugh at every corner of the mat, but you want to be effective, but Zong Lin is the whole towel.

Wuxi Taoist Temple (Song Poetry-Liu Guo)

Outside the world of mortals, I buy melons and Li Xing Xiuran.

The root stone falls through the moon, and the hall pavilion is typhoon.

The Taoist priest who sells ink often buys wine, and he can make Lao Tzu want to fly.

Golgotha, south of the maggots, Peng Yu is at large.

Sending Wang Anzhi to Wuxi for Trial (Song Poetry-Lu Wengui)

Longfeng is adjacent to our state, and the baby has lost milk for a long time.

Or add a hand scissors. Who wants to rub it?

A guest came to Jiahe to talk about my reading dock.

Calling it king can be compared with ancient officials.

Honesty is not subject to private criticism, and the public is not afraid of strength.

Frost is severe in autumn and it rains in spring.

Zeguo perch is fat, and mountain spring water tea is especially bitter.

States and counties are all in vain, all numbers.

Moschin walked a horizontal line and learned to dance in colorful clothes.

To Wang Yu, Chief Bookkeeper of Wuxi (Song Poetry-Song Qi)

Don't sigh that the southeast is far away, you must be honored to try your talents.

The guests are from Liangyuan and the housekeeper is from Taiwei.

Cheng Jiong, who is off the mainland, has a long wind.

Cicada knows when rice is ripe. Remember the tide.

It is better to tell a story than to tell a story.

Love yourself, it is common to have a military city.

Message from Wuxi Sun (Song Poetry-Wang Anshi)

Healthy summer sleeping mats will bring sick bodies, and chaotic mountains will bring long obstacles to Tianjin.

Looking back with a thousand songs, there are many people in the west.

Send Feng Qing back to Wuxi (Song Poetry-Wang Sui)

God wants our people to be poor, so we should teach them who to choose.

After mixed feelings of sadness and joy, I would like to plow mulberry fields.

There is a long opening picture, which would be helpful if there were no algae.

I just can't feel the power of poetry and calligraphy now. After a long time, I should still say that I am a great Feng.

Send Feng Qing back to Wuxi (2)

The source of floating clouds is ruthless, so do something.

After the solution, it was a mistake, but it was immortalized.

Ning Fei is willing to retreat, and Yuqiao is more glorious.

Travel to Hui Quan to cook ancient bamboo, spring breeze and hiking.

Wuxi (Song Poetry-Wen Tianxiang)

Jinshan Ran Ran is full of waves and rain, and there is no spring in the tin water.

Twenty years ago, I walked three thousand miles in Kaminooji.

The hero is not dead, and the father is eager to meet him.

I was disappointed when I read about staying in Zhao at night. I touched it with a towel.

Passing Wuxi to Shenxian County (Song Poetry-Xiang Anshi)

At the same time, the moon palace is like a rainbow, and each of them is like a shadow.

Half-life brothers only knew each other, and two years later, the counties suddenly reunited.

Xiangshan listens, Xishui plays the role of single father and child.

If there are any rivers and lakes left, it will be easy to get back to the boat.

Go boating in Wuxi, stop raining, and then visit Huishan (Song Poetry-Yang Wanli)

Heaven teaches Lao Tzu not to return the empty city, but to berth at the foot of the mountain, and it rains and rains.

People who came back to Jiangxi asked me that I had been to Huishan once.

Leaving Wuxi and entering Xizhuang Port at night (Song Poetry-Zhang Zi)

Out of Sichuan, you can follow the rain, but you can't walk to Sid Bridge at all.

Leng Yue half bright clouds have not gone, weeping willows are withered in the leaf spring.

Bamboo adds shade to Dongye, and people have white beard in Nanhu.

It should be Tian Weng Xi Nong, blowing lights and cheering.

In the afternoon, Wuxi will be outside Jiangmen at 5: 00 tomorrow (Song Poetry-Zhao Fan)

Before Hundred Miles Sailing Day, Huishan full of green.

The temple outside Gusu City has passed midnight.

Two Songs to Send Zhu Xi to Wuxi for a Political Festival (Song Poetry-Zhonghe)

White hair hates the house, and an official entertains himself.

Hang a seal and lie in the rivers and lakes.

Add the old and pass on the good, and the door will continue the old country.

Will be immortal and famous for Huishan.

Send Zheng Jie and push Zhu Xi back to Wuxi

Zhu lives in a chicken farm, but there are still many sages in the leaves.

If the official case is full of controversy, the heart is calm.

Nymphs who * * * music, mantle can pass.

It's Pu's turn to face the edge of the haze.

To Chiang Kai-shek in Wuxi (Song Poetry-Zhu Yi)

At night, the sails set sail for the cows, and the black pole sang five taels.

Hundreds of years of cold and heat, two years old and five years old.

It's hard to find a pavilion without Huishan.

Smell the mountain spring and enjoy the tea.

When Beijing and Zhejiang handed it over, they didn't clean Niuli Party.

An old friend was in the city, but there were three roads to the river in the Han Dynasty.

I want to hit the door on the moon. I just want to hear thunder.

I'm glad that Mr. Zishan often comes here.

After the divination is resumed, the return journey is long.

Meixi Meiling (Lu Xian came back from Wuxi after mixing ice dust in winter, which means this) Jiang Kui.

Good flowers are not as fragrant as people. The waves sparkled. I'm worried that the spring breeze will turn green and become cloudy. Where to find the jade moon.

Mulan paddled in her dream. Little Chen Heng. Looking for Yingying under the lonely mountain. Green birds sing in spring.

Zhangyan Taicheng Road

Outside Bicheng Jiangshan, Wuxi Huifeng is in the south. If the earth spirit gushes out and is impartial, it is located in the building, green and dripping, and it is also the scenery in the building. )

Cuiping lacks wonders, and her eyebrows are far away. The sky is dark, the smoke marks are yellow, and it is not the same color as Qianfeng. Look high. In the middle of the curtain, cold light flowed in.

Monks are expected to sing, and some Panasonic will sit in the barn. This fountain is still an ancient relic. It tasted ancient before making tea, and I still remember traveling. The water is idle, the mountain is crawling, but it is leaning against the sun. Light yin is easy? . Look at the drift of the wind and cloud, it will be dark and bright. Fly for me, over the cliff by the river.

Near Wuxi middle road

The overlapping bridge is straight with the harbor, and the wooden berm is biased.

The village is full of water, and people are half tied to the boat.

Orange blossoms are in full bloom, and poplar leaves are light and cold.

Middle-earth is vast, and Huangsha people plow the fields.

Source:

Wen Yuan-Poems of Past Dynasties-Poems of Past Dynasties in Ming Dynasty

Wuxi (Zhao)

Mountain shadows fall on the back of the account, and the rudder building is full. A hundred flowers support the dawn, and a tower flows. The city is far away, and the sky is high in first frost. Huiquan is clear, and I want to write about my heart.

Reflections on Wuxi (living in Jeffery Ji)

The spring breeze blows green and flat, and the road enters Liangxi Hegang. The mountains are like a country, and the sound of springs remains the same. I'm worried that I won't hear birds singing at night, lest others say that I was a tiger when I was young? . If you want to ask Rong Yuan where he is stationed, misty rain on the sand side is always vague.