What are Li Bai's poems?

1, Early Baidu City, 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.

2. Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream, Tang Dynasty: Li Bai.

A sailing tourist will talk about Japan, which is hidden in water and fog and inaccessible.

But the more people talk about the mother mountain, the clouds are light or visible.

On a straight line leading to heaven, its peak enters heaven, topped with five sacred peaks, and casts a shadow across China.

The Paradise Terrace Mountains are 100 miles long, and it is here that they begin to extend to the southeast.

My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue, flying over Jinghu Moon overnight.

3. A good pillow and bowl from Zhongnanshan to Hu Si in Tang Dynasty: Li Bai.

In the evening, walking down from Zhongnanshan Mountain, there seems to be pedestrians on the mountain.

Looking back at the mountain path, the mountains are green and boundless.

When Hushan people came to his home, the children hurriedly opened Chai Men.

Into the bamboo forest, through the quiet path, green roses and branches brushed passers-by.

I'm glad to have a chance to have a rest, drink and chat.

Sing a melody that is too loose, and the Milky Way is sparse.

When I was drunk, my friend was so happy that Tao Ran forgot his machine.

4. Looking at Lushan Waterfall, Tang Dynasty: Li Bai.

The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain.

On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.

5. On the way to Yangzhou, the Yellow Crane Tower in the Tang Dynasty bid farewell to Meng Haoran: Li Bai.

Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.

My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.