Pukou poetry

1. Pukou Dream, childlike love poem for you, please refer to:

Tong Zhenwen/Cold Autumn Night Rain

The breeze shook the wind chimes under the eaves.

The bird has dew in its mouth and sings the first song in the morning.

The familiar beat came from the yard and echoed in the clear morning sky.

Shake the petals of dew to the ground.

Childishness is contained in the crisp nursery rhymes.

Let the soul vibrate at the same frequency.

Luo Ying floats in a thick green pool.

The sky is covered with fine lines on the lake.

who is it? Looking up at the black starry night with black eyes?

Expand the unknown world with a spring?

There, everything became an unsolved mystery.

Innocence, dissolved in clear eyes.

Shallow, can give my heart and lungs insight.

Yaner obliquely rowed the silhouette of the rolled clothes across the willow tip.

Bees are buzzing among the flowers.

Wild flowers have just been put down in the corner.

Dance with butterflies.

Occasionally there will be loud crying.

But as long as candy bribes

You can smile through tears.

Innocent, obsessed with endless jumps,

It seems that as long as you plug in a pair of flying wings, you can soar in the clouds like an angel.

And childhood dreams.

Like flowers and rain in the late spring wind.

Put a childlike innocence, a world.

All dressed in bright pink.

But where was my childhood? Where is my childlike innocence?

What a beautiful spring morning dream!

Are swaying at the bottom of the pool like flower shadows.

Now, it has become a dust settled.

Come on! Open the window sill of memory and let innocence come to us.

Look! They are so clear and light.

With colorful dreams

One by one, one by one.

Not just the stars.

Than the sea.

Spring rain my love for you!

2. Poems about summer and winter Poems about summer:

1, Koike

Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli

The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.

The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.

2. Tianjin Sasha

Yuan Dynasty: Baipu

Clouds collect rain and add waves, buildings are high and water-cooled and melons are sweet, and trees are shaded and eaves are painted.

In the mosquito net in the tent, there is a girl, wearing thin silk and holding Fan Luo, quietly enjoying the pleasant summer time.

3, yat sen villa

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

A person lives in seclusion, overlooking the city, spring is gone, summer is clear. The grass was drowned by the rain and finally got the love of God. The rain was sunny.

Climbing on the high shelf, overlooking the distance, the sky is high and the afterglow of the sunset passes through the window lattice. Birds' nests have been dried, and their bodies are light again.

Poems about winter:

Jiang Xue 1

Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.

A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

2. Xuemei No.1

Song Dynasty: Lu Meipo

For the sake of spring, Xue Mei refused to surrender, and the poet put down his manuscript fee to comment on this chapter.

The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.

3. Early winter

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

In October, the south of the Yangtze River is sunny and cold as spring flowers.

Frost doesn't kill grass, but desert sand dries at first.

Old zhe leaves are as yellow as tender trees, and cold cherry branches are as white as wild flowers.

At this time, I envy idle people drunk, and there is no reason for five horses to enter the restaurant.

Jiang Xue's translation:

The weather in Jiangnan is sunny in October, and the scenery in winter is as lovely as that in spring.

Frost didn't freeze the grass to death, but the sun dried the earth.

Although the leaves of the old Zheshu tree are yellow, they are still like new ones.

At this time, I only envy the drinker's leisure and walk into the restaurant unconsciously.

3. Poem about "River Tide" 1 Zhejiang light waves go leisurely, and Wanghailou blows the sorrow of the sea. I don't blame homesickness for being a guest in Huzhou for ten years.

2 Southeast shape wins, the city of three Wu, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Smoke willow painting bridge, wind curtain and green curtain, interlaced with 100 thousand people. Clouds and trees surround the dike sand, and the raging waves roll frost and snow, and the natural hazards are endless. The city is full of jewels, and every household in Luo Qi is competing for beauty. Thick lakes overlap and are clear. There are Sanqiu cassia seed and Shili Lotus. Qiang tube clear sky in Wan Li, night, enjoy the lotus. Riding a thousand times with high teeth, listening to flutes and drums and enjoying the haze. The map of the future will be good. I will go back to Fengchi to boast.

Affectionate wind Wan Li swept away the tide and returned it mercilessly. What is the oblique light of Qiantang River and Pukou in Xixing? You don't have to think about now and now. Who is as old as Dongpo? I remember that the west side of the West Lake is the benefit of Spring Mountain, and the sky is blue and green. Poets are all the same, just like I am to you. We have an appointment to return to the eastern sea. I hope that Xie Gongya's ambition will not contradict. Xizhou Road, don't look back, put clothes on me.

4. What are the poems about puffer fish? 1. Fisherman's Pride/Fisherman's Pride (Stone Red)

In February, weeping willows are in full bloom. The buds are green and the spring is boundless. The drizzle is oblique, and the wind is turbid. Ticks in twos and threes. The bride met a cloud on the edge of the rock. My daughter Pukoushan made a steamed stuffed bun. There are hundreds of puffers. Shake your index finger There are no fish and shrimp in this city.

2. Magnolia Slow (Yellow Machine)

If you ask where your reputation is, you will only get it together and pay for it. I am afraid of teasing my servant. I have been a guest for many years. Spring has come and my hometown is getting better and better. It seems that I should not leave spring drunk. I have to buy Artemisia selengensis and bamboo shoots. The puffer fish is already on the fishing boat. There is too much leisure in the world. Li Meng Zhou Ting. Go to the edge of peach blossom and apricot blossom, invite the same club and travel by candlelight. Even listening to the canal collapse is ridiculous and demanding. The world is full of ups and downs, full of sadness.

3. Two Untitled Poems (Lu Xun)

Wu Wa, whose hometown is dark and has white teeth, sings willow branches.

At the end of the year, I can't be disappointed any more. I can also eat puffer fish with wine.

Five girls with white teeth sing willow branches, and the bar is quiet in late spring.

Unreasonable old dreams drive away residual drunkenness, and remember the rules of lamp shadows alone.

4. Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene (Su Shi)

Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.

The Artemisia basket is full of short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish wants to fuck.

5. Make a unique parallel fish play (Su Shi)

The powder stone head is still boneless, and the Baihe dolphin can't cure people.

Send a message to God and Hebo, why not ask for a water scale?

6. Nanxiangzi (Wang Zhidao)

China hangs down in spring. Soft and frivolous, don't wait to blow. If a circle wants to become a ball, break it again. who is it? Practice and wind make old knowledge. The days in the deep courtyard are very long. Jump and fly on the bead curtain. I don't think it is appropriate to have buds. The puffer fish out of the net is more beautiful and fatter.

7. Bodhisattva Man (Xin Qiji)

Never change the bag. Going to medical school can save lives. Gentle words stay more. Fan got the robe. Jiangtou Liu Yang Road. The horse stepped on the spring breeze. While drinking two or three cups. The puffer fish wants to come up.

5. What waves and sands are there in the poems describing Qiantang River?

Don Liu Yuxi

In August, the waves roared, and the head was several feet high and touched the mountain.

In a blink of an eye, I arrived at Haimen, and the rolled sand was like a snowdrift.

Luo Chaoyin of Qiantang River

Anger is raging, and the Russian river is about to float.

There are big letters in the road, which shows that it flows to advection again and again.

If you throw a giant into the abyss, you will only have one more head than Xiling.

When you are in charge, you can ride a carp and ask Yang Hou.

Qiudu Qiantang River Guanxiu

Huge submerged in the east corner, the mountain swallowed up and the land was flat.

Knowing that Wu hates his guts, the back waves push the front waves.

Black gas jumps into the cave, and autumn clouds enter the battle city.

Tourists travel thousands of miles for nothing.

Huansha Wangnv Changling

Whose home is Qiantang River, and the daughter on the river wins thousands of flowers.

Don't go out when Prince Wu Can is away. Today, he openly came to Huansha.

Zhou Guangwu of Qiantang Prefecture should give an example.

Wan Li is far away from the natural barrier, and many dissenters are restless.

There is no money at the mouth of Qiantang River, which hinders the two tides in Xiling.

Tonglu County is a Wei Zhuang.

From Qiantang River to Tonglu, the water is not as good as green mountains and green waters.

Bai Niao flies swallows, while green men catch seasonal eagle fish.

When the heart of the pool is reflected, it opens and closes, and the idle clouds at Taniguchi roll up.

This kind of situation should only be enjoyed by guests, and the article should be empty and mysterious.

Send a message to a doctor and hide in the Yellow River.

Don't retaliate against ZTE, watch the waves turn over on Qiantang River.

I can't give my opinion at the right time, but I will say it after the ninth turn.

A thousand cups of green wine are rotten, but a few new poems still exist.

If Yao Chan is known, Xian Gui should be killed.

Basheng Ganzhou Sushi

Affectionate wind, Wan Li roll tide, mercilessly send tide back.

Ask Qiantang River, Xixing Pukou, how many degrees of oblique light.

Don't think about the present and the present, think about the past.

Who is old Dongpo and forgets the bald machine?

I remember that the west side of the West Lake is the advantage of the sunset, and the sky is filled with smoke.

Poets are similar, just as you and I are rare.

Make an appointment with him and return to the eastern sea. I hope to thank the public and be elegant.

Xizhou Road, don't look back, put clothes on me.

Subtracted Mulan Zhongshu

Whoever writes well will get 300 horses.

There should be nothing in the world. This is the picture above Qiantang River.

General fantasy, the clouds are light and the sky is low.

It takes a lot of effort to draw, but only these children can't draw.

Manjiang Yu Hongyan

The day is near, autumn is full, and Penglai is double-blind.

Just on the Qiantang River, the tide is like snow.

Joan and Yu Pei, send your wine to heaven.

Husband, wealth and other floating clouds, look at the festival.

What's going on in the world, I can say; Now, I am old and empty.

Generous west wind, spit on the pot of songs.

Don't shed the tears of all the children in the world, making it difficult for relatives and friends to say goodbye.

When you ask about lovesickness, you can see it in the mirror.

Jade case written by Zhu Chen.

Tides rise and fall on Qiantang River.

Flowers fall six bridges open.

Sunset in Xiao Zhong.

The dream of the past, now the old country, can't bear to look back.

He has done so much.

Flat waves bring wind and rain.

The sad past is well founded.

In the laughter of the Moon Hall, naturally, no one could understand it after the night pavilion poured out.