West Lake Poems in Early Autumn (Autumn West Lake Poems)

1. Autumn West Lake Poetry: The West Lake is far away from the Tang Dynasty, and the ancestral home is far away from the wind and smoke. Cui Dai doesn't need five horses, but Huang En can only stay for three years. Song seats are laid under the shadow of the green vine, and red-violet berths prostitutes' boats. Looking back everywhere, it's not the lake. After returning to Hangzhou, Tang Bai Juyi left the Qiantang landscape. He didn't drink much and was too lazy to recite poems. The title of Yuhang County Building is presented. Tang is Pei's envoy, who has been in charge of state affairs for 20 years and traveled for 30 years. Romantic mountains and rivers, the most unforgettable is Hangzhou, the end of the sandy embankment in the north, the stone shore of the West Lake, seeing off guests in green spring and returning to the boat at night with red candles. I dare not say my love, but I miss the past days. With this sentence, I want to see Wang Tao Building and Li Shangshu Hanzhou in Xichuan. The boat was floating in the middle of the river. Eyes yearning for the past, thoughts like * * *. The seven laws have gone for a long time, and the rhyme is autumn sorrow. Yingzhou is engaged in the West Lake Pavilion Banquet, and I don't know how to go back to Xu Hun West Lake for a banquet. I have a farewell song and a glass of wine. The city takes the sunset to smell the drums, and the temple looks at the balcony near the autumn water. Orchid hall guests are still noisy, which is rare for Guangxi people. If you teach students to live on the West Lake, you must also provide fish for the house. Farewell to the West Lake to see the leaves of Tangpu wither, and the birds on the waves will be lonely. Blowpipe scattering flowers will be easy to fall off, and woven and mechanical feathers will be difficult to float. Snow deceives spring and destroys calyx early, while falcons blow autumn. There is no place for colorful hair, and it is a kind of sadness to bid farewell to the bridge. Title: Outside Qingshan Building outside Shengshan Mountain in Song Lin, Hangzhou is the border state of Lin 'an Prefecture. After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors. Drinking on the lake, after the rain, Su Shi's water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are overcast and rainy. If we want to compare the West Lake to Chinese calligraphy, light makeup and heavy makeup are always appropriate. Su Shi's Pan-West Lake Nighttalk I will see the lake when the moon is dark and the wind is high. Not enough, but half drunk, especially delicious. When I returned to the lake, the spring breeze chilled my face. When I traveled to lonely Shanxi, the night was gray. I have forgotten the melody of this poem. I still remember Lihua Village, and I even smelled a faint fragrance. The scenery of the West Lake is beautiful, and no one is stupid. With depth, who can? You have been looking for poverty for a long time. You have a wonderful experience, but it is difficult to spread it. At this point, you have had a clear dream all night, which is refreshing. You hold the Messenger Festival, and your style is bright and hazy. You are clean and beautiful, and you are willing to become a monk. You don't want to ride on the screen, you can sleep on the monk's couch for the time being. You can read my poems on the wall. I'm tired of frying them. You can't guide your employees, but flowers smile to keep people. Qian Shan is in the evening, and the balcony is in the spring. Looking back at the Sixth New Bridge in Luo Qi in the fragrant fog, the great man in "Opening the West Lake" didn't ask much, but he decided to be self-sufficient. He is willing to make turtles and fish green and clean, and he is willing to let Xiao Wei block the slope ahead. Who can inherit a good thing once, and a hundred feet of sand cliff can be polished. The stars in the sky are also happy, and the moon is now bathed in golden waves. A beautiful boat in the misty rain of Xiling. Laughing all over the West Lake, the lake is the clearest today. The boatman didn't decide where to swim, but looked at the place where Yuanyang slept. Pinghu has only mist during the day, but he doesn't believe in sunshine. Looking at the flowers with a smile, he was afraid that Lang would be afraid of the night. When he went to the lake bay for the second time, he was not allowed to spend half an hour. Plum blossoms are stuck in the head. The West Lake is full of fragrance, which reminds you of Yangzhou. It will be twenty-four bridge months in exchange for ten hectares of autumn in the West Lake. The catkins in chun yin can't fly, and the buds on both feet are greener. Afraid of scaring the egrets, I rode around the lake alone. General comments on the West Lake, Longjing Rao Ganquan, flying stones are rich in bones. Sue is one year old and her hair is gray. Looking at the clouds in the south and the moon in the north, Chu people can swim across the lake without feathers. How many tourists are there by the lake in West Lake? Half of them are in the middle of the broken bridge. Watching songs and dances in the spring breeze, ordinary people watch green hills. Zhang Dai's poem "West Lake": I miss the beginning of the West Lake. Why did I get this name? I suddenly met the West Lake, which left a deep impression on the ancients. Here, we talk about the middle of the lake, splash ink on Mi Dian's paintings, and feel the same way with Potsdam. The south China is full of autumn waters and has been admired by people throughout the ages. When we get to the shore, we will see the fishing lights on the lake for several months from the water, and the dike trees are shrouded in smoke. We have no words to express our true feelings, and we have no makeup. Ask who can appreciate it, with a beard.

2. Write West Lake Poems in Autumn Xichuan Li Shangshu Hanzhou Yueweifu Taiwei West Lake.

Yuxi Liu Tang

Trees fall in Hanchuan at night, jade hooks hang on the West Lake, flags ring the water, and boats flow in the middle.

I am eager to recall the past, and my heart is like a trip. Heptachlor has been gone for a long time, and I feel sorry for autumn.

Yingzhou is having a banquet at the West Lake Pavilion.

Don Xu Hun

I don't know how to return to the West Lake banquet, with a glass of wine.

The city takes the sunset to smell the drums, and the temple looks at the balcony against the autumn water.

The cicadas in Orchid are scattered, but Guangxi people come with some birds.

I only want to drive through Gongluo, and the frost chrysanthemum will bloom around the pool.

Farewell to West Lake

Don Li Shen

The leaves of Pu look withered, and the birds on the waves are 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 falcons stir autumn and blow green.

There is no place for colorful hair, and it is sad to say goodbye to the bridge.

3. Autumn West Lake Poetry: Bai Juyi's trip to the West Lake is miserable, and his ancestral home is far away. Cui Dai didn't need to keep five horses, but Huang En only allowed him to stay for three years. Song mats are laid in the shade of green vines, and prostitutes are parked in red lotus flowers. Looking back everywhere, you can't miss it, but it's the lake. After Bai Juyi returned to Hangzhou to bid farewell to Qiantang landscape, he didn't have much wine and wrote poems. I want to rely on this. The title of Yuhang County Building is presented. Tang is Pei's envoy, who has been in charge of state affairs for 20 years and traveled for 30 years. Romantic mountains and rivers, the most unforgettable is Hangzhou, the end of the sandy embankment in the north, the stone shore of the West Lake, seeing off guests in green spring and returning to the boat at night with red candles. I dare not say my love, but I miss the past days. With this sentence, I want to see Wang Tao Building and Li Shangshu Hanzhou in Xichuan. The boat was floating in the middle of the river. Eyes yearning for the past, thoughts like * * *. The seven laws have gone for a long time, and the rhyme is autumn sorrow. Yingzhou is engaged in the West Lake Pavilion Banquet, and I don't know how to go back to Xu Hun West Lake for a banquet. I have a farewell song and a glass of wine. The city takes the sunset to smell the drums, and the temple looks at the balcony near the autumn water. Orchid hall guests are still noisy, which is rare for Guangxi people. If you teach students to live on the West Lake, you must also provide fish for the house. Farewell to the West Lake to see the leaves of Tangpu wither, and the birds on the waves will be lonely. Blowpipe scattering flowers will be easy to fall off, and woven and mechanical feathers will be difficult to float. Snow deceives spring and destroys calyx early, while falcons blow autumn. There is no place for colorful hair, and it is a kind of sadness to bid farewell to the bridge. Title: Outside Qingshan Building outside Shengshan Mountain in Song Lin, Hangzhou is the border state of Lin 'an Prefecture. After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors. Drinking on the lake, after the rain, Su Shi's water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are overcast and rainy. If we want to compare the West Lake to Chinese calligraphy, light makeup and heavy makeup are always appropriate. Su Shi's Pan-West Lake Nighttalk lets us see the lake light when the moon is dark and windy. Another poem, you can't drink enough at night on the lake, but it tastes long when you are half drunk. When I got home on the lake, the spring breeze chilled my face. When I traveled to lonely Shanxi, the night was already gray. I forgot the lyrics. I still remember Lihua Village, and I smelled a faint fragrance. Another poem, "I miss seeing my sister off in the West Lake", says that tourists are not stupid. I gave it to Tian. Ningfei 360 Temple, I found myself in poverty for a long time. I got a wonderful result, but I know it is difficult to spread. Up to now, the night dream is clear and fresh. You have an albatross in your hand, elegant and graceful. You are willing to be a beautiful gentleman. Hu kept riding, so I borrowed a monk's couch to sleep for the time being. I'm reading poetry between my walls. I'm cold and tired of frying. I can't guide my employees. I'm straight. Orchid color-radial Liu Jin Birds sing like a toast, and flowers smile to keep people. Zhong Qing is late in Qian Shan, and the balcony is ten miles in spring. Looking back at the fragrant fog, the six bridges in Luoqi are new. Su Shi's poem "Opening the West Lake" says: Great men don't ask for more, but things will be different. Let turtles and fish become green and clean, and let Xiao Wei block the front slope. Who can succeed in what was once a good thing, and make further progress. Weeds are ruthless and don't remember the years. At that time, there were places for singing and dancing, and there was a beautiful boat in the misty rain of the West Lake. Xia Wei's West Lake Zhi Zhu Ci: Laughing all around, the lake is clearest today. Boat people don't decide where to swim, but look at where Yuanyang sleeps. Pinghu is foggy only during the day, but they don't believe it's only here. It is half an arm that picks flowers with a smile, which makes people afraid of the spring breeze all night. Let's go Boating in the lake during the day and staying at home at night. Strange spring breeze keeps coming back, and plum blossoms are stuck in my head. Ouyang Xiu's poem "West Lake" says that the lotus fragrance disappears and the painting floats, which makes you remember Yangzhou more. They all exchanged the twenty-four bridge months of the West Lake for ten hectares of autumn. Zhao Ziang's poem "West Lake" says that catkins in chun yin can't fly and their feet are greener and fatter. I'm afraid I'll start the egret before and ride alone. Qianci Temple has no beauty and a good stone courtyard. The old pavilion in the lonely mountain is shaded by trees. A peach blossom a year, a gray hair a year old. The moon is high in the south and high in the north. Chu people have no feathers and can swim across. Fan's poem "West Lake" says that how many tourists are by the lake, half of them are between the broken bridge and the misty rain. According to the spring breeze. I am deeply impressed by the ancients. Beautiful mountains and rivers complement each other and the scenery is misty and rainy. I couldn't help crying, but I felt it deeply. When I look at the cigarette, I can't find it. My hometown is fighting for roads, and this place is called the middle of the lake. I splashed ink on Mi Dian's paintings, and I felt the same way with Bozzin. The autumn waters in the south of China have been praised by people throughout the ages. When I got to the shore, I didn't see the lake fishing lamp out of the water for months, and the dike trees were full of smoke ... They talked to each other. There is the West Lake here, but they won't go. The lake is as cold as ice, and the moonlight is lighter than snow. I am willing to abandon the three pools and print the moon, and Hangzhou people don't look at the moon. Long beach in Liu Yin is high, and the moon is neglected. It's suspicious to step on the snow. (Broken Bridge and Snow) Night flight on Nanping. Shi just went to sleep. (Su Causeway Xiao Chun) There was a slight smell on his cheeks, which made him laugh. What makes a lotus drunk, warm wind like wine. (Qu Yuan Feng Lian) The deep willow is called oriole, and its sound is clear and green. If there is a poem, it should not be compared with preaching. (Liu Lang hears the sound of warblers) The tower is near the shore of the lake, and he is a drunk. Strange feeling in the ruins. On the tomb of Wang E in Yuan Dynasty, the grass is separated, and the stone beast is in danger of autumn. In the south, the monarch and the minister despise the country, while the elders in the Central Plains look to the standard. The hero is dead, and there is no support in the world. Don't sing this song to the West Lake. The scenery and mountains and rivers are so sad. Recalling the meeting of West Lake and Xizi Lake in Zhang Huangyan's dream, I realized that the dream was vague. A new temple has been added to Umm Lian Su, a high tomb.

4. Poems describing the West Lake in Autumn Ouyang Xiu's poem "West Lake":

The fragrance of Han Han disappeared and the painting floated, which reminded Junning of Yangzhou.

Twenty-four bridge months, in exchange for ten hectares of autumn in the West Lake.

Zhang Dai's poem West Lake;

Looking back at the beginning of the West Lake, why did you get this name? I was surprised to meet the west and was deeply impressed by the ancients.

Brilliant mountains and rivers, verve misty rain. I can't help crying, but I have deep feelings.

When you look at the smoke, you can't find it. My hometown is on the road, and this place is called the middle of the lake.

Splash ink on Mi Dian's paintings, and feel the same with Bo Chyi Chin. The autumn waters in the south of China are amazing throughout the ages.

Going ashore, I didn't look at the lake fishing lights for several months. From the water, the dike trees were smoky.

Tell the truth, no makeup is available. Ask who can appreciate it, with a beard.

5. Autumn poems describing the West Lake: Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake (Qiantang Lake is another name for the West Lake). In Jiating, west of the Gushan Temple in Baijuyi, the water level is flat and the feet of the clouds are very low. Several early warblers competed for warm trees, and their new swallows pecked at new mud. Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass cannot have horseshoes. I love the eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shadow of Populus davidiana. Sanqiu devil, Shili Lotus (willow white rain) jumped on the boat. The wind blows back and forth, but suddenly disappears. Looking into the water of the lake (Su Dongpo) The water is Ming Che, and the mountains are empty and rainy. It is always appropriate to compare the West Lake to the West Lake. (Su Dongpo) The smoky willow hides the warbler, and the fragrant flowers chase the sound of hooves. (Wang Yanna) Sixth Bridge of West Lake Scenery, Yang Yi Plant. The colors of lotus flowers are different. (Yang Wanli) Outside the Qingshan Building outside the mountain, when will the West Lake stop singing and dancing? Warm wind intoxicated tourists and made Hangzhou a Bianzhou. (Lin Hong) He remembers the West Lake for a long time and looks at it on the railing every day. Fishing boats in twos and threes, the island is clear in autumn. The flute was among the reeds, and Bai Niao suddenly began to walk. Don't idle your fishing rod and think about water and clouds. Eulogize where to go to the boat? Baiping red tassel west wind, full of lakes and light autumn. Visit the West Lake with friends [tomorrow], the West Lake will stick to the sky, and the hibiscus will smoke in the autumn. How many mountains are there by the lake? Every peak lived for a year. At night, the West Lake is full of clothes, and Qian Shan is full of blue autumn smoke. 2. Waterbirds don't know where to stay, but also fly to the pavilion and fly to the short strip of willow branches [Qing] in the West Lake. There is a green curtain of an oriole just crying on it, and the smoke can't be hidden. The west courtyard of the bridge is covered with a green cover painted [Qing]. It smells good when poured into the waves. Go to the West Lake with friends tomorrow. In the spring, the flowers are dark, and the lake fog scatters the forest sand. Where does the yellow crane cry Su Causeway Xiao? Send a friend from Hangzhou [Tomorrow] to the West Lake in Xi Zhong to stick to the sky, and Furong Liuqiu will smoke. How many mountains are there by the lake? Every peak lived for a year. The night history of the West Lake [Ming] tells us that the water on the West Lake was born, and the overlapping spring mountains are connected with the county seat. I remember that the boat was loaded with spring wine, and I was covered with flowers and listening to songbirds singing. The West Lake is covered with willow branches, and the autumn smoke in Qian Shan is faint. Second, waterfowl don't know where to stay, and their flight to Wanghuting [Qing] and the field is short-lived.

6. Autumn West Lake Poetry: Bai Juyi's trip to the West Lake is miserable, and his ancestral home is far away. Cui Dai didn't need five horses, but the emperor only allowed him to stay for three years. Under the shade of green vines, there are singing seats, and there are prostitutes' boats among the red lotus flowers. Looking back everywhere, it's hard not to be by the lake. After Bai Juyi returned to Hangzhou to bid farewell to Qiantang landscape, he didn't have much wine and wrote poems. I want to rely on this idea. The title of Yuhang County Building is presented. Tang is Pei's envoy, who has been in charge of state affairs for 20 years and traveled for 30 years. Romantic mountains and rivers, the most unforgettable is Hangzhou, the end of the sandy embankment in the north, the stone shore of the West Lake, seeing off guests in green spring and returning to the boat at night with red candles. I dare not say my love, but I miss the past days. With this sentence, I want to see Wang Tao Building and Li Shangshu Hanzhou in Xichuan. The boat was floating in the middle of the river. Eyes yearning for the past, thoughts like * * *. The seven laws have gone for a long time, and the rhyme is autumn sorrow. Yingzhou is engaged in the West Lake Pavilion Banquet, and I don't know how to go back to Xu Hun West Lake for a banquet. I have a farewell song and a glass of wine. The city takes the sunset to smell the drums, and the temple looks at the balcony near the autumn water. Orchid hall guests are still noisy, which is rare for Guangxi people. If you teach students to live on the West Lake, you must also provide fish for the house. Farewell to the West Lake to see the leaves of Tangpu wither, and the birds on the waves will be lonely. Blowpipe scattering flowers will easily fall off, and it is difficult for weavers and mechanics to float their feathers. Snow deceives spring and destroys calyx early, while falcons blow autumn. There is no place for colorful hair, and it is a kind of sadness to bid farewell to the bridge. Title: Outside Qingshan Building outside Shengshan, Song Lin, Lin 'an Prefecture.