Jingmen mountain poems

1. Wang Wei's poem "Looking at the Han River" about Jingmen

Three branches in the south reach Chu, and nine flows to Jingmen. This river runs across the world, with and without mountains. Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky. Xiangyang beautiful scenery, drunk my old mountain heart! .

"Crossing Jingmen" Li Shen (Tang)

The Jingjiang River is vast and misty, and Jingmen Road is surrounded by mountains and lush. The sail intruded into the clouds and disappeared and became bright.

It is still a scene to see the sun shining faintly behind the mountain, green wheat crows and lonely wild pears.

Travel drove Ma Wanli far away and gradually entered the smoky and dangerous credit stack. Birds fly out of the valley in the forest,

A thousand rocks are crying on the moon. My heart aches. I can't smell it. People hate coming to Bashu.

I listened to this bird, may my soul. I don't know how to make mistakes when I'm dead As long as the feather family doesn't live,

Go straight to the sky and call the emperor. At this time, the mountains and the moon are like mirrors, and the rocks and trees set each other off.

It's spring in Ming Che. See the firewood path for details. The ghost temple is used as a postal kiosk.

Chickens and dolphins smell of fish every day. A fool's fortune is chaotic, so why pass on larks?

On the low mountain, I asked the traveler that I had worshipped the wilderness. Sadness, loyalty, self-reliance,

Who sacrificed the stone on the top of the mountain?

Du fu, ode to places of interest

Thousands of mountains and valleys are close to Jingmen, and girls grow up here.

She came out of the purple palace and entered the desert. Now she has become a green grave in the yellow dusk.

Her face! Can you imagine the spring wind? Back to the soul in the moonlight.

The Tatar song on her jade guitar tells her eternal sadness.

Li Bai bid farewell to his friends at Jingmen Ferry.

Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners.

At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.

The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.

The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.

"Autumn under Jingmen" Li Bai

In autumn, first frost was in Jingmen, and the leaves were scattered all over the place. Because of the mountains and the wide river, the autumn wind also sent me away, which made my journey safe.

This time I went out, not to eat delicious food, but to visit famous mountains and rivers, so the place I want to go is in the mountains.

Li Shangyin, west of Jingmen

One night, the south wind left dangerous leaves, and Jing Yun looked back at Xia Yunshi.

Has God ever been jealous of whether life should leave lightly?

The book of flesh and blood has an absolutely awkward title, and orchids are out of date.

Dongting Lake is vast and evil, but it envies Yang Zhu's weeping for Luqi.

Li Bai bid farewell to his friends at Jingmen Ferry.

Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles. In autumn, the frost of Jingmen Li Bai falls on the trees along the Jingmen River, and the canvas hangs in the autumn wind. This time I went out, not to eat delicious food, but to visit famous mountains and rivers, so the place I want to go is in the mountains. Jingmen Song sent his brother to Li Duan, Kuizhou, and Tang Yudi left the county via Xichu, and the farewell party will give Jingmen rain. Moss's voice is getting more and more complicated, and people in Puli are closing the market. There is too much heavy yin, and the waves are soft.

Wangjingheng Road in the clouds, Wan Li Castle Peak at dusk. In Pipa Temple, the empty corridor was wet and desolate before ironing. The longer the sand tail is, the thinner it is, and the bamboo and grass are involved in the flow.

Yiling was far from being burned, and the upper reaches of the Han Dynasty advocated clothes. There are relatively many business forecasts for the ship door, and Gefu speaks under the cover of Longzhong Huagai. Naturally, there are sheep dances in Shi Yanfei, Xiangzhou and Guan Qi.

I once read Jiang Xing for Chiang Kai-shek and heartbroken for the rain in Hà Thu. Skyscrapers and ancient trees are invisible, named after the monks in Juyue. Today's pilgrimage was the first to leave. I remember Jingmen's hair in the rain. The Hanshui River overlooks the king, with three branches in the south reaching Chu, and nine branches flowing to Jingmen.

The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no.

Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky.

These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! . Recalling Du Fu's village where thousands of valleys are close to Jingmen, and girls grew up in Sri Lanka. She came out of the purple palace and entered the desert. Now she has become a green grave in the yellow dusk. Her face! Can you imagine the spring wind? Huan Peikong is the soul of jathyapple. The Tatar song on her jade guitar tells her eternal sadness. In Jingmen West, Li Shangyin was in danger of the south wind, and Jingyun looked back at Xia Yunshi. Has God ever been jealous of whether life should leave lightly? The book of flesh and blood has an absolutely awkward title, and orchids are out of date.

Dongting Lake is vast and evil, but it envies Yang Zhu's weeping for Luqi. Le Roy Bai Juyi

Enjoy the garden alone and look around the sun. The northeast is foggy, and the palace is full of smoke! Love this high place, suddenly like a dirty atmosphere; Eyes and ears are temporarily clear, and arms are depressed. Overlooking 12 street, there is red dust among the green trees. Cars and horses are full of eyes, but they are not loved. Confucius was born and died in Luoyang, and Yuan Jiu fell in Jingmen. Poor Nanbei Road, who is Gao Gai? My brother lives in Liu Zongyuan.

Scattered residual red all over the gloom, double hanging farewell tears across the river. The treacherous party, because the party did not leave the capital, lived more than 6 thousand miles away; I left Baiyue desolate, gaunt and poor for the rest of my life. Guiling malaria forest, black clouds hanging white; Welcome to the beautiful future of Dongting with spring scenery and water and sky. Fang Wei depends on dreams, and acacia is willing to sleep on the pillow; Wandering in the dim light, the clouds seem to be real.

2. What are the poems about Jingmen? 1, seeing friends off at Jingmen Ferry, Tang-Li Bai?

Original text:

Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners.

At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.

The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.

The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.

I crossed the river by boat to Jingmen, far away, and visited the territory of Chu State during the Warring States Period. The mountains gradually disappeared in the Ye Ping and unfolded slowly, and the river seemed to flow into the vast wilderness. The image of the moon in the waves is a mirror falling from the sky, and the colorful clouds in the air form a beautiful mirage. But I still love the surging river in my hometown, which has always accompanied my boat trip in Wan Li.

2, "Autumn under Jingmen" Tang-Li Bai

Original text:

In autumn, first frost was in Jingmen, and the leaves were scattered all over the place. Because of the mountains and the wide river, the autumn wind also sent me away, which made my journey safe.

This time I went out, not to eat delicious food, but to visit famous mountains and rivers, so the place I want to go is in the mountains.

Autumn frost falls on the leaves of Jingmen River, and cloth sails are hung on poles intact to attract autumn wind. I didn't go out for bass and silver carp this time. I like famous mountains, so I went fishing.

3. The Flood of Hanshui Tang-Wang Wei

Original text:

Three branches in the south reach Chu territory, and nine branches flow to Jingmen.

The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no.

Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky.

These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! .

Chu frontier fortress is connected with the water of Sanxiang, and nine factions meet at the foot of Jingmen Mountain. The river is rolling like a rushing world, and the green hills are always looming in the mist. Stormy battlements seem to float on the river, and big waves roll in the air as if shaking. The scenery in Xiangyang is really great. I want to stay here with Shan Weng and have a good drink.

4, "Don't be my brother Zong Yi" Tang-Liu Zongyuan

Original text:

Personnel to return, the residual soul Gu Ying times frustrating; There are tears on both sides of Liujiang River, and my brother cries.

The treacherous party, because the party did not leave the capital, lived more than 6 thousand miles away; I left Baiyue desolate, gaunt and poor for the rest of my life.

Guiling malaria forest, black clouds hanging white; Welcome to the beautiful future of Dongting with spring scenery and water and sky.

Fang Wei depends on dreams, and acacia is willing to sleep on the pillow; Wandering in the dim light, the clouds seem to be real.

Translation: where will you go in human affairs, the ghost of the soul is doubly sad; There are tears on the bank of Liujiang River, and the brothers are crying. The traitor left Beijing to seize power, temporarily avoiding six thousand miles away; I was abandoned for a hundred years, and I was haggard and poor for the rest of my life.

Guiling is full of miasma in the mountains, and the dark clouds hang down a hundred epidemics; I'm glad to hear that Dongting has a good spring and a bright future. The party only depends on Conan's dream, and acacia is willing to sleep; Fugue vaguely Jingmen, misty.

5, "Send Jingzhou Prime Minister Zhang" Tang-Wang Wei

Original text:

what do you think? Looking forward to Jingmen.

There are no acquaintances in the world, and I miss my old kindness all my life.

Jiang Fang and agricultural nurseries, art planting in old Yuan Qiu.

Why send a message when your eyes are used up?

Where is the person I miss? The mountains are stacked, and you can only look at Jingzhou from a distance. Although I am brilliant, no one in the world appreciates me. If you hadn't been promoted to Prime Minister Zhang, I'm afraid I would still be unknown.

I will never forget your kindness to meet him. You are unfortunately demoted to Jingzhou, and I will follow you and quit this dirty officialdom. Retreat to the countryside. Yan Nanfei, you fly high, but how can you spread my thoughts to the old friends in Jingzhou?

3. Which ancient poems about mountains belong to Yuan (the third) Tao Yuanming.

I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas.

Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.

The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes.

It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.

A berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain (Wang Wan)

Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.

Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.

... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.

Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang.

Deng Fei Laifeng (Wang Anshi)

Fly to Chihiro Tower on the mountain,

It is said that the cock crows and the sun rises.

Not afraid of clouds covering your eyes,

I'm at the highest level.

Passing the village for the aged (Meng Haoran)

This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.

Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.

Banquet nursery, holding cups to talk about Sang Ma.

Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

Seeing a friend off at Jingmen Ferry (Li Bai)

Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners.

At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.

The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.

The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.

A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night (Li Shangyin)

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

4. Poetry of the Mountain 1 Walking down the blue mountain in the evening, moonlight is my escort to go home. -A kind pillow and a kind bowl from Tang Li Bai's "Down Mount Zhongnan"

Meet and hate each other late, only Jingting Mountain. -Tang Li Bai's Old Laoting

The mountain starts from the human face, and the cloud is beside the horse's head. -Tang Li Bai's Shu Dao

The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. -Tang Li Bai's Guan Shanyue

The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and the solitary sails come from the sun. -Tang Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain"

Six mountains and a half fall into the sky, like this Egret Island divides water. -Tang Li Bai's "Tour of Jinling Phoenix Terrace"

Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. -Liu Tang Zongyuan's quatrains

Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint. -Tang, Song of Snow White, sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

We watched him walk eastward through the wheel tower door and enter the snowdrift on Tianding Road. -Tang, Song of Snow White, sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

10 the mountains will separate us tomorrow, and after tomorrow-who can say for sure? . -Tang Du Fu's "To Wei Ba Chu Shi"

Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that other mountains are dwarfed under the sky ... —— Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"

12 We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. -Tang Meng Haoran "Passing the Old Village"

Here, birds live in the mountains and light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. -Tang Changjian's Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple

14 Looking for laurel seeds in the mountain temple in the middle of the month, you can watch the tide with your pillow. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan"

15 in April, the beauty of the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple. -Tang Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple

16 the mountain covers the day, and the ocean drains the golden river. -Don Wang Zhihuan at the Heron Hotel.

17 Long Clouds and Dark Snow Mountain in Qinghai, Isolated City of Wan Ren Mountain —— Joining the Army by Tang Wang Changling

18 Tomorrow you leave for Yueyang, leaving behind the autumn between us, one peak after another! A brief but pleasant meeting between Tang Yi-li and my brother-in-law "happened to meet by chance, just for part"

The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. -Tang Wang Wei's "Autumn Night in the Mountain"

This river crosses the heavens and the earth, where the colors of the mountains are right and wrong. -Wei's Looking at the Hanshui River

Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. -Tang Wangwan is a berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.

Imagine the posture of Kunshan, the middle edge of Myanmar. -Southern Song Dynasty Xie Lingyun's "Isolated Island in the River"

23 Minshan Mountain is high and steep, and Yanshui is cold. -Wu Maiyuan's Song of Songs in the Southern Dynasties

No one will watch the cold mountain die. -Nan Wu Liangjun's "Injured Friends"

Cicada makes the forest quiet, and the sound palace mountain is more secluded. -Liang Wang Ji of the Southern Dynasties entered the west if he was in the west.

Mist and mountain smoke make it impossible to see the sky. -Southern Liang Futing's "The Boat Arrives in the Early Fog"

Huaiyuan is more like Tongbai and Fangshan. -"Chang 'an Return to Fangshan" by Chen Shenjiong in Southern Dynasties.

Only drums can be heard in the distance, and pines can be seen when the mountains cool down. -Chen Yin Keng in the Southern Dynasties "Late Coming out of the New Pavilion"

Guan Shanyue big sigh, is the guest clothes. -General Chen Jiang of the Southern Dynasties sent Pei Shangshu when he met Ambassador Chang 'an.

Guanshan is surrounded by mountains on all sides. How far is my hometown? -Liu Chang's "Broken Sentences" in the Northern Dynasties

5. A complete set of poems describing mountains, we see green trees around your village, and the pale blue "village passing by the old man" in the distant mountains.

One water will protect the field and two mountains will give green to Mr. Shu Huyin.

There's a village where there's no road.

What is water, mountain island, "looking at the sea"

We wound our way under the blue mountain, and my boat and I anchored at the foot of Beibao Mountain along the green water.

What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Endless green spans Qilu and Qilu. ■ Wang Yue

Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that other mountains look very short under the sky. ■ Make "Looking at Yue"

A thousand miles away, I am lonely in the city.

I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice is choking the ferry, and I will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain.

This river crosses the heavens and the earth and the mountains. Yes or no, "Look at the Han River."

Birds and flowers are singing here, and people's hearts feel quiet in a Buddhist retreat pool behind the Broken Mountain Temple.

The mountain is never too high, and the sea is never too deep.

Cicada is quiet in the forest, and Tonamiyama is more secluded.

The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and the lonely sails come to "look at Tianmen Mountain"

Water is the eye and the mountain is the eyebrow peak.

Entering Wanshan Circle, one mountain let go of another, and stopped "Passing Songyuan Morning".

The peaks are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers fill the inside and outside of the road.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! It has no title.

I flew to Chihiro Tower on the mountain, heard the cock crow and saw the rising sun.

Bashan Chu water is desolate, and it was abandoned in "enjoying Lotte Yangzhou" in 23 years.

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6. We watched the green trees around your village and the light blue of the distant mountains.

-Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village" Wan Li went to Rongji and the mountain was flying. -"Mulan Poetry" Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low.

Bai Juyi's spring outing in Qiantang River, and then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only hoofprint. -Cen Can's "A Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home" The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has passed.

-Li Bai's "Early Interpretation of Baidicheng" made Longcheng fly, but did not teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain. -Wang Changling's "Embankment" Mountain covers the day, and the ocean drains the golden river.

-Wang Zhihuan's "Looking at the Heron Tower" The Yellow River is far above the white clouds and is an isolated city, Wan Ren. -Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci" suspected no road village.

-Lu You traveled to Shanxi Village. Once he climbed to the top of the mountain and peeked, he would see that other mountains looked short under the sky ...-Du Fu's "Wang Yue" picked chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely saw Nanshan.

-Tao Yuanming's poem "Drinking" describes water. In Sichuan, he said: The deceased is like a husband, not giving up day and night! Looking at the north mountain and crying, facing the running water and breathing too much, it is easy to be true. The water is black and the sky is black.

Water is rooted in the sky. It opened yesterday and it rained for forty-nine days. Like water, the sky is the foundation, and water and the sky are the same color, which makes Qi Fei shine.

The nature of water, the transformation of the sky, spring, summer, autumn and winter, rain, hail, fog and snow. The water is refreshing, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the water is like heaven. When the water is clear, there will be no fish flow, and the water will not rot. When the lake is ripe, there will be still water depth. Two palindrome tides will fall with dark waves and snow-capped mountains, and fishing boats in Pu Yuan will catch the moon.

The pine path from the bridge to the temple gate is small, and the sill is as bright as the spring eye of shi bo. Along the way, the trees are green, the river is bright and the red clouds are shining.

Looking at the clouds and water all around, there are thousands of blue peaks. There are thousands of peaks in the light, and the water meets clouds and smoke.

On a sunny day, Hai Xia is red and the trees in Xiaotian River are green. Qingbo Shiyanquan is the sill, and the path Songmen Temple faces the bridge.

Fishing boats and parks under the moon, mountains, snow and waves are dark with the tide. Swing in the boundless autumn color, the water color contains the skylight.

Purple pot is like Zhu Jin, fresh and dew frost. Purple Qiong is like a hibiscus, with a cool charm.

Purple smoke is like blue, and the valley is fragrant. Ziyun, like a rhinoceros, smells good inside.

Helin, such as chamomile, can live long and hide. It's full of nine chardonnay, and autumn is with the guests.

Purple is as clear as lotus, comparable to fairy women's clothing. Those who are willing to speak for six people will drive next to Yue Baodi.

Worship the purple emperor first, and then go to the queen mother's room. The world is dusty and the sky is empty during the day.

The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of mountains are yes and no, where the mountains end and the plains begin, and the river winds through the wilderness until the banks widen at low tide, and there is no wind to stir my lonely sails. The clear water is fragrant, and the sound of pines exposes China. All the immortals are scattered, and there are five clouds in silence.

The small bridge paddles and shears lotus flowers, and the west wind on both sides is dizzy with sunset glow. Falling flowers sweeping the floor, a stream of water and rain lingering. As light as rain and as thin as ice wings. Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.

The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.

Yuan Xiang keeps flowing, why does Qu Zi complain? At dusk, the autumn wind rises and the maple trees rustle. The spring breeze is static and powerless, and there are no waves in the river. The following answers are mostly written: water is out, spring is gone, and it is on earth. The moon is full, the Qiantang River is surging, lion dancing and Ma Yue is running. The anger exploded and the shore cracked, and the grievances for many years were completely vented.

Wild wave fighting, thrilling, fighting flying. The tide is full of energy, the sky is hundreds of miles high, and the shore is washed.

Good Jiangnan is full of water, and the water is far away and the sky is high. The sky is high and the clouds are light, the moon is high and the clouds are cold, and the water is full of moonlight.

People and scenery, people and scenery are difficult to be complete. When the scenery is good, my heart beats fast and my heart is happy.

Don't talk to laity. I drank Dongpo in the evening and woke up drunk. It seemed like midnight when I came back.

The child is short of breath. You shouldn't even knock on the door, but lean on your cane and listen to the sound of the river.

The dragon hates that this body is not mine, so forget the camp. At night, the wind is calm and the hub is flat.

Since then, this ship has passed away, and Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life. Under the mountain, the blue buds are short immersed in the stream, and the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free.

It rained at dusk. Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can still flow west, instead of singing white-haired orioles.

I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.

The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.

Facing the rain from the sky, a piece of washed autumn scenery on the river is particularly cold. The bleak frost wind is tight, the river surface of the mountains and rivers is deserted, and the setting sun shines on the tall buildings.

Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears. Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound.

I can't bear to climb to the top of the mountain, look at my hometown and think about it. Sighing where these years have gone, why do you have to stay in a strange land for a long time? Miss a few times of beauty makeup, God knows my boat, be anxious to know me, and lean on the dry place! For you, it's as beautiful as flowers and jade, like water passing by. Three points in spring; Two parts are dust, one part is running water, the moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Chushan and Qinshan are all white clouds, and white clouds are everywhere with you.

The dragon followed you, you entered the Chu mountain area, and the white clouds followed you through the Hunan water. Mizunokami, Hunan, female Luo Yi, Baiyun can lie down and return early.

Water looks like a beautiful woman's eyes, like a beautiful frown. Which way do you want to ask pedestrians? To the intersection of mountains and rivers.

Take the spring water and send you back. If you go to the south, you can catch up with spring, and you must keep the scenery of spring.

The sound of the waves beats the pillow, and the moonlight is small. Ruthless bian water flows from the east, only carrying a boat to hate the west.

Ceng Zui in Zhu Xi's flower garden, the wine smells more than tears. Who teaches the wind to learn from the dust? Make a noise and send it away! Wu, the moon is clear, and the green hills on both sides of the strait greet each other.

Who knows the feeling of parting? You are full of tears, I am full of tears, and my heart is not tied. The tide at the head of the river has ebbed.

Worry is everywhere, and water is inexhaustible. Who handed down the fine print of incense? The rain turns yellow in Chuan Mei, and the grass is greener than Wujiang.

The river that is gone forever, the waves swept away all the romantic figures through the ages. There is sex and rain in the green hills, and there is no hometown in the bright moon. I am at the head of the Yangtze River/You are at the tail of the Yangtze River/Fold a small white paper boat/Throw it into the Yangtze River water/It turns black as soon as I throw it/It turns white as soon as you pick up the bow/People hate that the boat is late/The current is fast/It turns white as soon as you pick up the bow (paper boat in Yu Guangzhong). Go to Jiangnan as a guest and travel alone. Wan Li smoke, looking back on the Central Plains, tears full of towels.

The blue mountains are cold until the night boat, and the maple leaves are reeds. As the sun sets, I'm afraid to leave my hometown and go to the people.

Zhang Fan was still scratching his head when he wanted to leave, and he was even more drunk. Poetry waits for the spring breeze every day, but leaves in a hurry after the peach blossoms bloom.

Singing is often swallowed up by pedestrians, thinking of the previous snow. In the Ming dynasty, wine woke up the river and loaded a boat to hate Hengzhou.

Wash and dress, and lean on Wangjianglou alone. After all, Qian Fan isn't. It's full of water and my heart is broken. The wind at the head of the river is angry, and the waves turn over the house. Old enmity keeps flowing by the riverside, but new enmity is not in the storm. What hope can you place on China in The Road Is Long, Xiu Yuan Xi? Full of scenery, Gu Bei Building. How many things have gone up and down through the ages? The Yangtze River is rolling, and you can't hide it. After all, it flows east

The river is sad at dusk, and the mountain is deep! Borrow water from Qiantang hole and wash it for you. General Yue burst into tears. night with beautiful moonlight

7. Give me five poems about mountains, Li Bai's Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain.

The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered.

You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.

Li Bai, the first generation of Baidicheng

Say goodbye to Bai Di,

Thousands of miles in Jiangling, one day.

Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait kept crying.

The canoe crossed the Chung Shan Man.

Li Bai sees Tianmen Mountain.

Tianmen interrupted the opening of the Chu River,

Higashi Shimizu flow by this time.

Green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite.

Lonely sails come from the sun.

Li Bai's Guan Shanyue

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.

The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.

This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.

The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.

The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

Jingmen in Autumn by Li Bai

In autumn, first frost was in Jingmen, and the leaves were scattered all over the place. Because of the mountains and the wide river, the autumn wind also sent me away, which made my journey safe.

This trip is not for bath, but for famous mountains.

Wangtianmen mountain

The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island.

The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.