Poems describing Mianyang

A good poem about Mianyang 1. What are the poems about Mianyang?

1. "Cheng Wei meets an old friend/Miangu sends it back to Chua's Kunzhong" Don Luo Yin ".

Visit Jincheng twice a year, before the east wind and after the autumn.

All kinds of grass and living things hinder horses, and there are good clouds everywhere in Gai Lou.

The mountain is heartbroken without hatred, and the water falls into the dream stream.

Today, because you try to look back, the light smoke tree is separated from Mianzhou.

2. "Reward Mianzhou Zhongcheng Xiaotu Jiangshan to Send Poems" Tang

Bajiang Snow Mountain, fine arts * * * loop. The picture is written in Danqing, with obvious haze.

Move your name to the county and help me relax in my little nest. Where you want to be, you can't reach it.

3. Yu Zhongcheng Mianzhou Deng Yue Wang Lou Tang

Zuo Mianjiang went upstairs, and five horses were worried. In Qian Shan, the snow recedes in summer and the autumn wind comes.

Back in Youci County, it's like a boat. Even when there is yellow sky, Mingchuan travels tirelessly.

4. "Song of the King of Yue" Tang Du Fu

Talero, the state capital of Mianzhou, celebrated the achievements of the King of Yue in the middle of Qing Dynasty. Tall buildings have sprung up in the northwest of this lonely city.

Zhu Da of Biwa Lake takes photos of battlements. The Yangtze River is clear downstairs, and the sunset on the mountain is half bright.

The old traces of the king have been rewarded by the present, and he has turned to eternal love.

5. "Mianzhou Yuewanglou is a thing" Tang

Sanshu clarified the political idleness of counties and counties, and went upstairs with discretion. I feel that I have nothing in common in my heart.

In retrospect, mastery is amazing. The sound of the beach in Fuzhou is tortuous, and the cloud shadow of Fule Mountain is low.

Flying like homesickness, geese suddenly laugh at Qin Guan.

2. What are the poems about Mianyang?

"Cheng Wei meets an old friend/Miangu sends a message to Chua's Kunzhong" Luo Tang Yin visits Jincheng twice a year, the former is worth the east wind and the latter is worth the autumn.

All kinds of grass and living things hinder horses, and there are good clouds everywhere in Gai Lou. The mountain is heartbroken without hatred, and the water falls into the dream stream.

Today, because you try to look back, the light smoke tree is separated from Mianzhou. "Reward Mianzhou Midtown to Send Poems with Small Maps of Mountains and Rivers" Tang Bajiang Snow Mountain, Jingyi * * * ring.

The picture is written in Danqing, with obvious haze. Move your name to the county and help me relax in my little nest.

Where you want to be, you can't reach it. "With Mianzhou Yu Zhongcheng Deng Yue Wang Lou Zuo Mianjiang Tang Mengxue upstairs, five horses this pin sorrow.

In Qian Shan, the snow recedes in summer and the autumn wind comes. Back to Youci County, I feel like a duck to water.

Even when there is yellow sky, Mingchuan travels tirelessly. Song of the King of Yue was written by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty, the state capital of Mianzhou, in the middle of the year to celebrate the King of Yue.

There are many high-rise buildings in the northwest of Gucheng, and Biwa Zhu Da shines on the battlements. The Yangtze River is clear downstairs, and the sunset on the mountain is half bright.

The old traces of the king have been rewarded by the present, and he has turned to eternal love. "Mianzhou Building is a matter." Tang Chengqing cleared the leisure of the county government and considered climbing the stairs.

I feel that there is nothing in common in my mind. Looking back, it is amazing. The sound of the beach in Fuzhou is tortuous, and the cloud shadow of Fule Mountain is low.

Flying like homesickness, geese suddenly laugh at Qin Guan.

3. Who can provide poems praising Mianyang's construction and development?

Seven quatrains on finding flowers in one step by the river (6)

Du Fu

Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.

The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.

In the first year of Shangyuan (760), Du Fu lived in Xiguo Caotang, Chengdu. After the troubled times, he began to have a place to live, which made the poet feel gratified. In spring, he walked alone along the river, and his feelings were born with the scenery, which became seven poems. This is the sixth group of poems.

The first sentence points out that the place to look for flowers is on the path of "Huangsiniangjia". This sentence is written in a poem by a famous person, which has a strong interest in life and a folk song flavor. The second sentence "a thousand flowers" is the embodiment of the word "full" in the previous sentence. "The branches are pressed very low", which depicts the flowers bending the branches heavily, and the scenery is lifelike. The words "pressure" and "low" are used accurately and vividly. In the third sentence, colorful butterflies on the flower branches wander around, and they "linger" because they love flowers, suggesting that the flowers are fragrant and fresh. The flowers are lovely, and the dancing of butterflies is also lovely, which inevitably makes people who walk "linger". But he may not stop, but move on, because the scenery is infinite and there are many beautiful scenery. "Always" is not an occasional sight. Using this word, the fun of spring is rendered. Just when it was pleasing to the eye, a string of beautiful songs by oriole happened to wake up the poet who was intoxicated with flowers. This is the artistic conception of the last sentence. The word "jiao" describes Yinger's soft voice. "Freedom" is not only an objective portrayal of Jiao Ying's posture, but also a pleasant and relaxing psychological feeling. The poem ends with Ying Ge's "Chen Wenjing", which is full of charm. Reading this quatrain, I seem to be walking on the road to "Huang Si's maiden" in the suburbs of Chengdu thousands of years ago, enjoying the infinite beauty endowed by spring with the poet.

This poem is about appreciating the scenery, which is common in the quatrains of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. However, it is rare to see such a poem with exquisite description and unusually beautiful colors. For example, "So people are at the peach blossom bank until the stream flows in front of the door" (Chang Jian's "Looking for Li Jiuzhuang in Three Days"), "Last night, the wind opened the peach well, and the moon was high in the front hall of Weiyang" (Wang Changling's "Spring Palace Song"), these scenes all appear "beautiful"; After Du Fu's Flowers Blooming, a Thousand Flowers, butterflies and songs were added, and the scenery was beautiful. This kind of writing is unprecedented.

Secondly, people in the prosperous Tang Dynasty paid great attention to the harmony of poetic tone. Their quatrains can often be strung together, so they are very harmonious. Du Fu's quatrains are not written for singing, but purely poetry, so there are often awkward sentences. According to the law, the sentence "flowers are pressing branches" in this poem should be flat. But this "contradiction" is by no means an arbitrary destruction of the melody, and the overlap of "letting a hundred flowers blossom" has a taste of beauty. Although the word "duo" of "Qianhua" and the word "four" in the same position in the previous sentence belong to the same tone, the rising tone and falling tone are different from each other, and the tone still changes. It's not that poets don't pay attention to the musical beauty of poetry. This is manifested in the use of disyllabic words, onomatopoeic words and reduplicated words in three or four sentences. "Liulian" and "Freedom" are disyllabic words, such as the connection between beads and melody. "Chen Wenjing" is an onomatopoeic word, which describes a baby's voice and gives people an immersive auditory image. "Poetry" and "Chen Wenjing" are overlapping words, which make the upper and lower sentences antithetical, make the meaning stronger and more vivid, and better express the instant joy when the poet is infatuated with Hua Hudie and suddenly awakened by the sound of warblers. Except for the words "dance" and "warbler", these two sentences are all tongue-toothed.

The use of this series of tongue-and-teeth sounds creates a sense of language, which vividly shows the feeling that flower lovers are intoxicated and surprised by the beautiful scenery. The utility of sound is very helpful to the expression of emotions.

Syntactically, most of the poems in the prosperous Tang Dynasty were naturally mixed, but Du Fu was different from them. For example, "antithesis" (later couplets) is the style of quatrains in the early Tang Dynasty, and there are few quatrains in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, because it is difficult to achieve a perfect ending. Du Fu, however, is hard to see, and such a poem couplet is both steady and memorable, which makes people feel that it is used properly: when it is pleasing to the eye, isn't it more fascinating to listen to Ying Ge's "Cha Cha"? Besides, according to customary grammar, these two sentences should be written like this: butterflies dance when they play, and yinger crows freely. Putting "Linglian" and "Freedom" at the beginning of a sentence is not only for the needs of phonology, but also for emphasizing them semantically, making the meaning easier to understand and the syntax more novel and changeable.

4. Poems about "Salt Pavilion"

Jian ting Deng Kozanji Temple

Dynasty: Song Author: Cheng

Koike Guanglu class, summer vacation in Jianting County.

Dieyun, a craggy mountain, is gentle and graceful.

Long pity for teenagers, wandering around the world.

Gengran Zang, willing to endure hunger.

The world today is a little flat, and the army is in the backyard.

Go to philosophy generously, you want to love.

"Talking about the four rhymes in Yanting County, simple and strict, Suizhou Pengzhou two ambassadors, discussing the season of Kunqu opera"

Don du fu

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The horse sees the salt pavilion, and the mountain embraces the county green.

The flowers in the cloud stream are light, and the water in the spring country is Lingling.

There are many celebrities in Sichuan, and Yan family gathered in Dexing.

Jian ting Deng Kozanji Temple

Dynasty: Song Author: Cheng

Koike Guanglu class, summer vacation in Jianting County.

Dieyun, a craggy mountain, is gentle and graceful.

Long pity for teenagers, wandering around the world.

Gengran Zang, willing to endure hunger.

The world today is a little flat, and the army is in the backyard.

Go to philosophy generously, you want to love.

Long song means infinity, so I can listen to her. Jian ting Deng Kozanji Temple

Dynasty: Song Author: Cheng

Koike Guanglu class, summer vacation in Jianting County.

Dieyun, a craggy mountain, is gentle and graceful.

Long pity for teenagers, wandering around the world.

Gengran Zang, willing to endure hunger.

The world today is a little flat, and the army is in the backyard.

Go to philosophy generously, you want to love.

Jian ting Deng Kozanji Temple

Dynasty: Song Author: Cheng

Koike Guanglu class, summer vacation in Jianting County.

Dieyun, a craggy mountain, is gentle and graceful.

Long pity for teenagers, wandering around the world.

Gengran Zang, willing to endure hunger.

The world today is a little flat, and the army is in the backyard.

Go to philosophy generously, you want to love.

5. Who has a poem about the forest Mianyang?

When the snowflake becomes the first drop of spring rain, the big forest in my heart will recover from lavender and light green, and the budding ravine will be full of spring tides. Fish will swim to the sea in front of the mountain, and the valley is full of chattering, noisy, playful and ambiguous intimacy. The silver scales of herring will turn up with the wind and shine towards the sun, and the warm spring wind will warm the living and unborn life in the big forest. Secondly, I can tell you your childhood dream, how those giant eagles flapped their wings and the huge wind blowing from the valley lifted it high. Lv Yun, this is the tall figure of an oak tree full of sails. It makes a child who has just entered a beautiful forest sing birds, set the sun and raise the moon. When the night erases everything, the moonlight makes the big forest hazy. The moon is half hidden in the clouds, and restless birds and hungry animals howl in the valley. The calm forest is like an abyss. The peace of the big forest is a mysterious wind. Thousands of troops shake mountains, and green waves flock to the blue desolation of the sky. He swore to poison. Write down the most beautiful page of the big forest. 3. If the birds are singing and crying, if the bears visit in the middle of the night, leaving a string of suspicious traces, if the horse skin bubble is bigger than basketball-the changed mushrooms grow up overnight in the lascivious autumn rain, you may say that I am telling fairy tales, and there are many legends about wolves, leopards and mountains. With the disappearance of the big forest, they naturally lose their mystery. We are faced with bare hills, bare stones and mud, which are blown by the wind. While drowning in sports, who is building trees and cutting the sky with programs in front of the computer? Losing a big forest is like losing a lung. The endless treasure of the great forest is like the loss of juicy wild strawberries, which have dyed their cheeks red and shed blood, which is better than coral. They can bear poisonous fruits and wait for thieves to plunder them. When the autumn wind blows again, the green ocean becomes a sea of fire, and the blood tide of the big forest is about to surge. Returning to the warehouse is just a return before winter, and the final anxiety will become calm. 4. Those who guard against cramps and skin during the day and night, those who cut off the wings of oak trees, and those who deliberately set fire to childlessness will be rewarded. Whether they live in a palace or a concrete fortress, sandstorms will rush into their dreams and make them lose their souls. Five books that want to write a big forest fairy tale for children in the new century have all been written as spells. I want to remind you. This fairy tale is not far from you. The big forest is only a few decades old. I long for your green tide to hold up my dream, my sky and the sun again, and let me get lost in the vastness of the earth again. C I don't know which autumn wind it is. At the moment of love, with deep-rooted admiration, it lit a flame like a cloud. If we walk in this maple forest at this moment, our fingers are intertwined, and if our eyes are opposite, we can condense our lives. All trembling sighs and all pale timidity decline with the seasons. I am willing to wait quietly for a sweet dream and a spring that belongs to us. On the grass beside the forest, wild peony and wild lily are in full bloom. What kind of wild flowers are in full bloom now? My thoughts crossed the winding stream and rose to the high wind. In the tower-like watchtower, I want to look out of the window with you ... Under the window is the vast forest, embroidered with layers of green waves with the ups and downs of mountains.

Next to the watchtower is a birch forest. Silver-white tree trunks and gray-green tree crowns, swaying their bodies and arms with the gust of mountain wind, seem to sing softly to us ... Look at the forester, my brother, we have only seen him in the watchtower for a few hours, but the forester's pure heart will always wash away the impetuousness and arrogance in my soul.

You are a heavy smoker, but in your post, you never have a pinch of tobacco or a match in your pocket. Yes, you have a small bottle of wine in your arms, but you have made a rule for yourself: take a sip every two hours and never violate the rules. You don't bring books and newspapers, not that you don't like reading, but that your eyes must always pay attention to the surrounding situation-even a faint smoke can't be ignored! You bring a transistor radio, but you don't even listen to your favorite songs, except the weather forecast, because your ears must always catch sounds at an abnormal distance ―― even if someone steals a small tree, you can't forgive him! I ask you, "Are you lonely?" You smiled, so hearty, so heroic.

You taught me to hear the melody from all kinds of bird songs, and you taught me to think of all kinds of tree postures. You said to me: "the forest is the green carpet of the earth, extending to the edge of Beijing!" " "Miss you, look at the woodcutter! I have been to so many places since we broke up, but day after day, you and your friends take turns to see the same pagoda.

When the wind blows from all directions, there is a rumbling sound in the tower pavilion. You must still be keeping your eyes open for signs of evil fire.

In my silent thoughts, I encourage myself to have your mind and eyes ... the birch forest still whispers to you, and you still have to pour out your heart to them with a focused expression. I hope you can hear my voice in the whispering of birch forest ―― I'm going to Daxing 'anling, like a drop of rain, like a piece of snow, and throw it into the forest and your chest with longing.