What are the ancient poems about Shanxi?

1. Ancient poems about Shanxi

Ancient poems about Shanxi 1. What are the poems about Shanxi

1. Yanmen Taishou’s Journey

(Tang Dynasty) Li He

Black clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it, and the light of armor opens towards the golden scales of the sun.

The sound of the trumpet fills the autumn sky, and the night is purple when stuffed with swallow fat.

The half-rolled red flag is near the Yishui River, and the sound of heavy frost and cold drums cannot be heard.

Report your favor on the golden stage, and guide the jade dragon to die for you.

2. Qingming Festival

During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily.

People on the road feel like they are dying.

Where is the restaurant?

The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance.

3. Stork Tower

The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea.

If you want to see a thousand miles away, take it to the next level.

——Wang Zhihuan's "Climbing the Stork Tower"

4. Jinci Temple

When you go out to the west of the city, the flowing water of Jinci Temple is like jasper.

The pontoon floats in the water with the sound of flutes and drums, and the microwave dragon scales and sedges are green.

When Xinglai and prostitutes pass by, they look like poplars and snow.

If you want to be drunk with red makeup, you should set the sun, and write Cui'e in the clear pond with a hundred feet.

Cui'e and Chanjuan are shining in the early moonlight, and the beauties are singing and dancing in their robes.

The breeze blows the songs into the sky, and the songs fly around the clouds.

——Excerpt from Li Bai's "Reminiscing about Old Travels and Sending Qiaojun Yuan to Join the Army"

5. Jinyang Ancient City

At the end of the year, everyone is resting, and there is a big fire. .

The frost comes out of the fortress early, and the clouds cross the river in autumn.

Dreams surround the moon in the border city, and my heart flies to the tower of my homeland.

The thought of returning home is like the Fen River, and there is no day without it.

—— Li Bai’s “Early Autumn in Taiyuan”

2. Ancient poems describing Shanxi

1. “Mount Wutai” —— Zhang Shangying of the Northern Song Dynasty

The five peaks of the mountain are connected to Taixu, so the middle part is called my master's residence. The clouds beside the Poison Dragon Pond are filled with confusion, and there are too few visitors in front of the Tiger Rock.

The mountains are covered with ice and snow, decorated with silver, and fragrant flowers are everywhere. The unfolded seat is three feet long, covering more than 500 mountains and rivers.

Translation: The top of the majestic "Five Terraces" leads directly to the magical sky. The cool wonderland is the most comfortable place for my Buddhist master. Rolling auspicious clouds surround the Poison Dragon Pond, and there are only a few traces of worldly visitors in front of the Tiger Rock.

The mountains full of ice and snow are like pure silver decoration, and the fragrant flowers everywhere are paved with brocade-like paintings. Even though the stretched monk's robe is only three feet long, it already occupies the boundless fertile land of beautiful scenery.

2. "Wandering on the Stone Wall" - Hao Tianting, Jin Dynasty

The cliffs are beautiful in autumn, and the desolate altar is air-conditioned. Wild monks stay with guests for a drink, and mountain birds chirp.

It has reached the peak of prosperity, and has endless feelings of the past and present. A bottle of wine with a great song brings peace to the world.

Translation: The cliffs around the ancient temple are full of autumn colors, but the lonely Buddhist altar is somewhat air-conditioned and refreshing. The mountain monks who had prepared wine and food entertained the guests attentively, and noisy wild birds flew in front of and behind everyone.

The excitement of climbing has reached its peak, and it also bursts with endless nostalgia for the present and the past. Let us raise our glasses and sing a long song, wishing peace and tranquility all over the world.

3. "Climbing the Stork Tower" - Wang Zhihuan of the Tang Dynasty

The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea. If you want to see a thousand miles away, go to the next level.

Translation: The setting sun slowly sinks against the Western Mountains, and the mighty Yellow River rushes toward the East China Sea. If you want to see enough of the thousands of miles of scenery, you have to climb to a higher tower.

4. "Climbing the Stork Tower" - Changdang in the Tang Dynasty

Standing on the flying birds, higher than the world. The sky surrounds the plains, and the rivers flow into the broken mountains.

Translation: The Stork Tower is high above the birds, far away from the world. From above you can see the sky covering the flat fields and the rivers flowing into the steep mountains.

5. "The Tomb of Feng Shijun in Crossing Yangquan" - Yuan Haowen of the Jin Dynasty

I can hear a flute leisurely here, and I still remember Dafeng Jun when I live in the mountains. I have seen water being diverted to pour the elixir, and I have even planned to build a pavilion to leave wild clouds.

The day before yesterday, I wore my clothes and smiled, but this year the graves will be deserted. Who is the example of traveling to the rocks in the east? The autumn chrysanthemums and cold springs can still be divided.

Translation: A soft flute sound drifted into my ears from here. Living in the silent Taoist temple, I missed Dalai Feng Jun even more. I have seen the elixir you watered from the clear spring, and we have also agreed to build a mountain pavilion to retain the scattered clouds.

Not long ago, you were making fun of you for wearing a broad robe, being rich and having a big belly. But this year, the old grass has turned into a desolate tomb. Look at the Taoist who is also living in seclusion in the east, and the Qiu Ju Hanquan is still so clear.