Love poems about fog and mountains

1. What are the poems that describe "fog-shrouded mountain peaks"

1. The summer clouds in Mount Tai are suspiciously white waves rising from the East China Sea.

From "Single Father Nanlou Repays Dou Gongheng in Early Autumn" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

The white dew disappears with the sun, and the beauty withers with the frost. If you look down upon me, I will say goodbye to you.

Mount Tai is high and the summer clouds are there, it is suspected that the white waves are rising in the East China Sea. Scattered up into the Feiyu River, but the distant curtain rolled up the floating eaves.

Zhijun is sitting alone under the Qingxuan Pavilion. At this time, we have the same thoughts. I closed the south building and read Taoism, and I was in the fairyland in silence behind the curtain.

When there is no good thing to come to visit, Lair Gao Wen will give it together.

Definition:

Time flies by so fast, just like dew dries when it sees the sun, and red flowers wilt when they are hit by frost. Since I parted from you, it seems that the spring flowers have been replaced by autumn branches in a blink of an eye. There are lofty summer clouds on the top of Mount Tai, and there are mountains on the mountain, which look like white waves from the East China Sea. Clouds and flying rain rush from the river, picking up floating dust and going straight into your beaded curtains. I also know that you must be sitting alone in the room at this time, and I also know that you must be missing me at this time.

I was reading Taoism alone in the South Tower, feeling quiet and leisurely as if I was in the abode of a god. It's a pity that no one who likes to make a scene is here to bring the wine. I can only hope that you can write a touching article to cheer me up!

2. Sometimes the clouds are as high as the peaks, and the mountains are endless.

From "Poppy Beauty·Yingsongluan Peak" written by Hou Wenyao in the Qing Dynasty

Sometimes the clouds are as high as the peak, and the mountains are not relaxed. Looking inside, there is a rock attached to the wall, and the sky is still green.

Sometimes the peaks are at odds with the clear clouds, and dewdrops are not allowed to drop lightly. Especially the delicate color, the shade depends on your strength.

Definition:

For a time, the clouds and peaks gathered together, and the green pines between the peaks were unclear. Looking at the clouds nestled on the rock wall on the other side, they are still connected to the sky. Sometimes the mountain peaks are enemies of the weather and do not allow a single drop of dew, especially if the color is like wine, the shades of which depend on the strength of the cliff.

3. The bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.

From "Guanshan Moon" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.

Han descended to Baideng Road, and Hu glanced at Qinghai Bay. The origin of the battle was that no one returned.

When the garrison guests look at the border towns, their faces are full of sorrow as they think about returning home. The tall building is like this night, sighing is not enough.

Definition:

A bright moon rises from the Qilian Mountains and passes through the vast sea of ??clouds. The mighty wind swept through Wanliguan Mountain and came to the border pass where the border guards were stationed. At that time, Han soldiers were directly targeting the Baishan Mountain Road, while Tubo coveted large areas of rivers and mountains in Qinghai. These are the places where ancient battles have been fought, and few soldiers who went on the expedition survived.

The garrison soldiers looked at the border town, their faces looking forward to returning home were so miserable and sad! When the wives of soldiers and soldiers in the high-rise buildings of this house were sighing in sorrow, they probably did not stop.

4. The clouds behind the green mountains are still there, and four or five peaks in the southeast are drawn.

From "Looking South of Berlin Temple" written by Lang Shiyuan of the Tang Dynasty

I can hear the jingshe bell in the distance on the stream, and the boats are moored in the narrow diameter of the deep pine trees.

The clouds behind the green mountains are still there, and four or five peaks in the southeast are drawn. (Southeast One: Southwest)

Interpretation:

While sailing on the stream, I heard the long ringing of the temple bells. After parking the boat and climbing up the steps, the mountain road winds through the secret pine forest.

It is sunny after the rain, the mountains are green, and the white clouds are floating leisurely. Looking to the southwest, the four or five green peaks are even more lush, as if they had just been painted.

5. Walk to a waterless place and sit down to watch the clouds rise.

From "Zhongnan Farewell" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

He was quite good at Taoism in his middle age, and in his later years he came home to the southern border of the mountains. When you are happy, you go alone. You know your success in vain.

Walk to a water-poor place and sit down to watch the clouds rise. Occasionally, I visited Lin Sou, chatting and laughing for a long time.

Definition:

After middle age, he had a strong desire to be good at Taoism, and it was not until his later years that he settled down on the edge of Zhongnan Mountain. When I am interested, I often go out alone to play, and I appreciate and indulge myself in happy things. Sometimes I walk to the end of the water to find the source, and sometimes I sit and watch the rising clouds and mist change ever-changingly. Occasionally, I met a village elder in the woods. I chatted and laughed with him and often forgot to return home. 2. Poems describing mountain fog

1. Lingwu Xing (Wei Yingwu)

The sea fog in Qucheng is heavy, and the mission goes out early in the morning. Just look at the white hair on the temples, and look at the dense clothes. There is no distinction between Taoist and horsemen, and all the trees in the suburbs are as if they were lost. Fei Wei breathed in by mistake, and his skin was shuddering.

2. Wu (Li Qiao)

Duke Cao was fascinated by Chu Ze, and the Emperor of Han came out of Pingcheng. The demonic atmosphere of Zhuolu is quiet, and the color of Danshan Mountain is bright. The smoke-like flying is slightly heavier, but the rain-like scattering is lighter. If it is not a sign of a bear, I would rather think of a mysterious leopard.

3. Ode to the Mist (Suweiwei)

The dense mist rises from the cave and gullies, and reaches the level of the mountains far away. At first glance it seems to contain a dragon sword, but it also seems to reflect a mirage. The forest is dense with rain, and the path is filled with smoke. Fang Xie Gong took the lead and finally followed Yan Fu to travel.

4. Sitting in the water pavilion at night and reading the poem "The Dawning Fog" (Li Yi)

As the moon sets and the cold fog rises, I contemplate the vastness of the river. The birds are twittering and the trees are scattered, and the mountains and rivers are all blue. On the road in Momosha, outside the fields of Yuanyun Island.

Just like leaning against a distant tree, I want to stop and go to the sky.

5. Ode to the Mist (Dong Sigong)

Cangshan Mountain is silent at dusk, and the green view is about to sink. Leopards hide in the morning in the south, and monkeys sing at night in Wu Gorge. The weather is constantly cold and the scenery is dark and dark. After visiting the public supermarket, I will go to Huayin.

6. Lotte is the month of Changzhai, and I am worried now that my bedroom is not far away, and the clouds and mist are difficult to cover (Liu Yuxi)

The scenery is full of scenery, but the clouds and mist are not covered

7. Summer Evening View (Guanxiu)

Where is Tao Kan Hanxi Temple now? There is drought and fog in Tingsha, and mountain fire shines on the plains.

8. Bodhisattva Man (Li Ye)

Floating and under the three peaks, the autumn wind often touches it. The broken heart reminds me of the fairy palace, in the hazy smoke. 3. Sentences and poems describing mountains and fog

1: (Sentence) At the easternmost edge of the earth, a red sun rises slowly, rising slowly through the morning mist, gushing out , in a trance, only an orange-red fireball could be seen rising slowly, reflecting the earth into a bright light.

The sky is as clear as blue, and the bright sunshine is shining down from the gaps between the dense pine needles, forming thick and thin beams of light, illuminating the tree shadows with gauze-like mist. Bright.

The beautiful morning sun has jumped out from behind the mountains in the east. The red clouds are overflowing, blending with the slowly rising morning mist in the valley, changing into a colorful halo.

2: (Poetry)

The Yinling Mountains in Zhongnan are beautiful, and the snow is floating in the clouds.

The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.

The clouds are blowing against the green wall, and the sound of the river is flowing over the white sand.

The remaining clouds cover the green ridge, and the evening mist forms in the sky.

The fog on the balcony has begun to lift. Dreaming about the green water in Nagisa. The distant mountains are hidden but visible

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1. Drunken Penglai

Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian

The morning clouds are shining, the dusk rain is faint, and the peaks are chaotic. lean. The Wu Gorge is high in Tang Dynasty, and the Chu Palace is locked in Zhu Cui. The painted halberd moves the spring, the beautiful makeup welcomes the horse, towards the city of Sichuan. Thousands of miles into the desert, a hanging shadow, what a joy.

Traveling all the way to Qiannan, we will go to Tianchiwu, where we can see the vast land of China, filled with smoke and water. In the Zunjiu Court Hall, there were celebrities from China and North Korea. The cheeks of Li Che are deeply red, the navel of musk deer is full of fragrance, and the skirt is dancing drunkenly with Yin singing. Du Yu's voice urges people to arrive at dawn, so it is better to return home.

Translation:

Morning clouds and dusk rain, the smoke is thick, and the chaotic peaks in the clouds are leaning against each other. Standing on the upper floor of Wushan County, looking at the Chu Balcony in the distance, I imagined the scene of King Xiang of Chu dreaming of meeting the goddess. In the bright spring sunshine, the palace's guard of honor marched, and people in gorgeous costumes greeted the cavalry and meandered toward the city. Being demoted and exiled to a remote place, feeling sorry for oneself, there is nothing to be happy about.

After arriving in Qianzhou, the higher the mountain, the more dangerous the situation, and the farther away from the Central Plains, blocking the view of the capital city, but homesickness flew to China across thousands of mountains and rivers. The local officials who were demoted were given wine to celebrate the occasion and held a banquet in court. Drunk dancing and jubilation fill the hall with fragrance, singing fills the room, beauties have delicate faces, and the fragrance is thick and fragrant. Listening to the sound of the cuckoo until dawn, it kept calling out, "It's better to go back."

2. Passing through Jingmen to look at Chu

Tang Dynasty: Chen Ziang

Go to Wu Gorge from a distance and look at Xia Zhangtai.

The mountains and rivers of Ba Kingdom are gone, and the smoke is blooming at Jingmen.

The city is divided into wild fields, and the trees are broken into white clouds.

Today's crazy singing guest, who knows that he will come to Chu.

Translation:

I have left Wu Gorge far away, and I have been looking forward to walking down Zhanghuatai again and again. After passing through the mountains and rivers of Ba country, Jingmen opened in the mist.

The cities are scattered outside the vast fields, and the woods are lush and green as far as the eye can see. Who would have thought that I, an arrogant traveler, would actually walk into this Chutian today?

3. Yulouchun·Fragrant mist floats on the curtains of Huatang

Song Dynasty: Zhou Duanchen

Fragrant mist floats on the curtains of Huatang. A stroke of Chu's waist lightly bundles the elements. The graceful dance is like a swallow returning to the heron, and the graceful makeup is full of jealousy.

In front of the bottle, I chanted the poems of the Gaotang Dynasty and the clouds in the Wu Gorge cannot be kept. When I return to the flower bank, I lean against the railing. I feel so worried that there is no place to lean on the railing.

Translation:

At a banquet in a beautiful hall, the curtain opened, and with the curl of fragrant mist, a woman as beautiful as a fairy walked out. But seeing her slender waist, dressed in flowing clothes, dancing gracefully, her elegant and graceful dancing posture made Feiyan, who was good at dancing, jealous.

I drank to drown my sorrows because of lovesickness, while casually chanting "Gaotang Fu". The King of Chu got his wish, but the beauty in his mind came and went like the clouds in Wushan Mountain. He could never get it and could only look forward to it and sigh.

Disappointed, I once again came to the former Huatang courtyard, leaning on the railing alone, staring at the flowers in the garden in a daze. Sad clouds and mist spread all over the courtyard and covered the railings, making people unable to bear the oppression and suffering.

4. Thank you Zhongshu

Southern and Northern Dynasties: Tao Hongjing

The beauty of mountains and rivers has been talked about since ancient times. The peak reaches the clouds and the clear stream reaches the bottom. The stone walls on both sides of the bank are in five colors.

Green forests and green bamboos are available for all seasons.

The mist is about to break at dawn, and the apes and birds are chirping wildly; the sunset is about to fade, and the scales are dancing and falling.

It is truly the fairy capital of the world of desire. Since the time of Kangyue, no one has been as amazing as him.

Translation:

The beauty of mountains and rivers has been appreciated by scholars and scholars since ancient times. The majestic peaks tower into the clouds, and the clear streams are crystal clear. The stone walls on both sides are colorful and complement each other.

The green dense forests and green bamboos are evergreen all year round. When the morning mist is about to dissipate, the chirping of apes and birds can be heard; when the sun is about to set, the fish swimming in the water rush to jump out of the water.

This is really a paradise on earth. Since Xie Lingyun in the Southern Dynasties, no one has been able to appreciate this wonderful scenery.

5. Fisherman's Ao·The sky is connected with the clouds and the waves are connected with the dawn mist

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

The sky is connected with the clouds and the waves are connected with the dawn fog, and the stars are about to turn and a thousand sails are dancing. It's like the dream soul returns to the emperor's home. Hearing Tian's words, he asked me diligently where I was going.

I reported that the road was long and the sun was setting, and I learned some amazing lines from poetry. Ninety Thousand Miles Wind Peng is doing his best. When the wind stops, the boat blows away the three mountains!

Translation:

The water and the sky meet, and the morning fog covers the clouds and waves. The Milky Way rotates like countless ships dancing with sails. The dream soul seemed to have returned to heaven and heard the Emperor of Heaven speaking to me. He asked me enthusiastically and sincerely where I wanted to go.

My journey to report back to the Emperor of Heaven is still long, and it is already dusk and I have not yet arrived. Even if I learn poetry and write amazing sentences, what's the use? Ninety thousand miles in the sky, the roc soars high into the sky. Wind! Don't stop, take my boat directly to Penglai Three Immortals Island.