Writing autumn poems in Jiangnan water town

Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, so there is no lotus leaf.

Fish hits the lotus leaf, fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west,

Fish hit the south of the lotus leaf, fish hit the north of the lotus leaf.

Jiangnan Good/Memories Jiangnan Shi Xia

The sky is full of water, and the water is far from the sky. 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. The moon reflects the water in the sky.

People and scenery, people and scenery are difficult to be complete. When the scenery is good, the heart beats fast and the heart is far from the scene. Don't talk to laity.

Southern Song Dynasty in Wang Jiang

Inflammation is eternal, and the first night invades the bed. Lying on the bank of a cluster of lotus leaves, hibiscus is fragrant and cool. The pillow is a fairyland.

Wang Jiang, Zhou Bangyan in Southern Song Dynasty

Wandering prostitutes scattered around the embankment alone. The grass is full of smoke and water, and the west of the city is cloudy and dark. Nine strangers never touch mud.

Under the peach and plum blossoms, the Spring Festival Gala was unsuccessful. Outside the wall, flowers find their way around, and Liu Yin crosses the warbler. There is sadness everywhere.

Wang Jiangnan/Yi Jiangnan Song

Jiang Nanan, clouds and trees are half sunny and half cloudy. The sail is gone, the sky is old, and the tide rises and the sun sets. North and South are separated.

Create or destroy something, and it will last forever. Lonely smoke and fish at the foot of the mountain are clear, and the restaurant near the willow is deep. This passenger should not board the plane.

The grass in the south of the Yangtze River is as complicated as a trace. The fallen petal warbler's tongue is disorderly, and the green fan Nanpu's soul disappears. Fight the blue robe every day.

The wind is about to turn, and softness is invincible. Far and green, after the night rain, the cold sand belt is faint. Who dreamed of Lan Heng?

Jiangnan water, river road turns to flat sand. Rain Ji, high smoke, plain training, fine wind, fine waves and cold flowers. Give you the stars.

Fame and fortune, drifting home. Fishermen sing far ahead of Mount Cisse, and geese fly obliquely on Dongting waves. Travel around the world.

Smoke in the south of the Yangtze River blows the wind of embroidered curtains. In February, the pond news agency opened, and the lair of the Six Dynasties Palace was empty. I am arrogant in the west.

Wang Xiefu used to be in Qitang. Smoke flies far away, and dreams are in a hurry. It occupies the apricot garden red.

Jiangnan, the west building is full of clear nights. Clouds fall and ice spit, and jade sinks and waves are deep. When does this round end?

The stars are shining, and the wind is exposed to the new autumn. Dangui doesn't know how to get rid of her hatred, so Su E should believe that she won't leave her sadness. The sky is very long.

Jiangnan wine, a place with strong flavor. Drunk in the deep lane of the spring breeze, looking for the east of Xiaoqiao Township. Bamboo leaves are covered with gold.

When sandalwood is drunk, people's faces turn red. On the green apricot, yellow plum and bamboo pavilion, the shad are in the bitter bamboo shoots and jade plates. As drunk as a fiddler.

Jiangnan snow, light elements cut clouds. Qiongshu was surprised in early spring, and the plum blossoms were slightly cold and fragrant. Lengying is very happy.

Toad is like jade, and it is worth watching on a clear night. Xie Nvlian's poems are full of green curtains, while Ziyou's poems are full of enthusiasm. I cherish dancing in vain.

Jiang Nanyu, the wind blows all over Changchuan. Biwa smoke faint willow shore, red fragrance embellish plum days. It is raining.

Grow in front of Chu Feng sooner or later. On a cold night, I am worried about gold, and at dusk, Jiang Shen Guan Mulan boat. Smoke and waves are connected far away.

Bamboo in the south of the Yangtze River is pure and moist. Shenjing wants to live in Shuangfeng lodge, and the backyard is lonely. The wind and the moon are falling.

Cold jade is thin, and frost and graupel urge each other. Tears are empty, and the sheep cart was once brought by Cui Zhilai. Don't cut the dragon flute easily

Bodhisattva is beautiful

Year: Tang Author: Wei Zhuang Style: Ci

Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists should stay in Jiangnan until they are old. Spring water is brighter than the sky. Listen to the original.

Women who sleep in the rain and sell wine in Jiangnan restaurant are very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow. Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home.

Nanhu spring jujube

Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi School: Seven Laws

The clouds have gone, the wind and rain have stopped, the weather is just right, and the sun shines on the lake to form a reflection, which has a warm feeling.

Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight.

The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff.

It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased.

A gift from Huangzhou Kuaizai Pavilion, the head of Shuidiao Song, to Zhang Lisi.

Year: Song Author: Su Shi Style: Ci

The sunset lifted the embroidered curtains and looked out, the pavilions and blue sky under the river, the sunset and pavilions in the distance, and the endless space.

In order for me to come, you specially painted the windows with bright red paint.

This reminds me of the time when I was in Pingshan House, leaning against the pillow, enjoying the misty rain in the south and looking at the horizon in the distance.

Today, we saw the scene in front of us, and we realized that the scenery on the mountain was hidden as described by Ouyang, an old alcoholic.

The endless water surface is crystal clear, reflecting the green shadow of the mountains.

Suddenly, the river was rough, and a fisherman was sailing in the wind and waves.

Seeing this, I can't help but think of Song Yu's Song Yu. It is impossible for such a ridiculous person to understand that the wind in Zhuangzi is the voice of nature, saying that the wind has a daughter.

As a matter of fact, as long as a person has the noble spirit of ambition and wisdom, he can be poised in any occasion and enjoy the infinite comfort of thousands of miles.

Tixi Taiyi Palace Wall

Year: Song Author: Wang Anshi Style: Ci

Willow leaves are green and black,

The sunset of lotus is red.

Thirty-six vicious springs,

Baishi wants to see Jiangnan.

The operator sent Bao Haoran to East Zhejiang.

Year: Song Author: Wang Guan Style: Ci

The water is striking,

The mountain is where the eyebrows gather.

If you want to ask pedestrians where to go,

To the intersection of mountains and rivers.

Just sent home in spring,

I'll take you home.

If you go to Jiangnan to catch up with spring,

Never live with Chun.