Who knows landscape poems?

mei yao chen

I came to the east to see the stream scenery, and I was reluctant to part with the lonely stones in the water. Wild birds have leisure when sleeping on the shore, but old trees have flowers without ugly branches.

Short hair is like scissors, and the sand stays flat and clean on the screen. I'm lost here, but I must go back. The horse is tired and weak at night.

2. A letter from my cabin in Wangchuan to Pei Di.

Wang Wei

The mountain is cold and blue now, and the autumn water has flowed for a day. At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze.

Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house. Oh, when will I make a wish to the great hermit again and sing a wild poem under five willows? .

3. Jiangcun village

Du Fu

The clear river winds around the village, and everything in the village looks elegant in the long summer. Since I left, I have come to Liang, and I am very close to seagulls in the water.

The old lady is using a chessboard, and the younger son is making a hook with an injection. As long as some old friends give me some money, what do I ask?

4. water sprite. Song of Jiangnan

Zhang

A river is full of smoke and water, and people on both sides draw eaves. A lotus bush is light, watching the dance again and again, and the wind is ten miles away. The original painting is far away from the sky, the wine flag is outside the wind, and it loves to kill Jiangnan.

Step 5 live in seclusion in early summer

Lu you

Lakes and mountains are my home, and willow trees are a path. When the lake overflows, egrets fly in the air and frogs hum by the lake.

The new crop of bamboo shoots has matured, and the magnolia has just begun to blossom. Alas, let bygones be bygones, who * * * will sleep in afternoon European tea.

6. In Chuzhou, Xixi

wei yingwu

Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

7. After a heavy rain, I was in my cabin in Wangchuan.

Wang Wei

There is rain in the Woods, which slows down the smoke, and steamed millet pays for the winter hat. An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer.

I learned to watch the morning glory on the quiet mountain, which is delicious in Panasonic Zhai Qing. Why should I scare seagulls, even if I think about it, by giving the honorary position to any clown? .

The rain has passed through the mountain village.

Wang Jian

One or two chickens crow in the rain, and Zhuxicun Road leans against Banqiao. Mother-in-law called a silkworm bath and laid gardenias in the atrium.

9. The topic of Yangzhou Zen Temple

Du Mu

After the rain, cicadas are noisy, and the climate of pine trees floating in the wind has been spread to autumn. Moss covered the steps, and Bai Niao deliberately stayed behind.

The mist in the evening is getting deeper and deeper, and the sunset gradually lowers a small building. Who knows that Zhuxi Road is blowing Yangzhou songs?

"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."

My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.

A new song and a glass of wine. Last year, the weather got old. When does the sun set?

Helpless, let the flowers fall, as if I had met Yan's return, and Xiaoyuan Xiangjing wandered alone.

One water to protect the field will surround the green, and two mountains will send green —— Wang Song Anshi's Book of Mr. Yin's Lake Wall

There is moonlight in the pine forest and crystal stone in the stream-Wang Wei

Tianmen breaks the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu flows back here-Li Bai sees Tianmen Mountain.

The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun. —— Fan Zhongyan

In the autumn of the first half of Emei Mountain, the shadow entered the Pingqiang River. In the evening, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, but the four gentlemen did not see Yuzhou. -Li Bai's "Emei Mountain Moon Song"

The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea. -Cao Cao's Looking at the Sea

One water protects the field, and two mountains send green —— Wang Anshi's "Mr. Yin writes the wall of the lake"

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Su Shi's Rain after Drinking on the Lake.

Water raises eyes and mountains gather eyebrows "—— The Operator by Wang Guan"

1. things

mei yao chen

I came to the east to see the stream scenery, and I was reluctant to part with the lonely stones in the water. Wild birds have leisure when sleeping on the shore, but old trees have flowers without ugly branches.

Short hair is like scissors, and the sand stays flat and clean on the screen. I'm lost here, but I must go back. The horse is tired and weak at night.

2. A letter from my cabin in Wangchuan to Pei Di.

Wang Wei

The mountain is cold and blue now, and the autumn water has flowed for a day. At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze.

Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house. Oh, when will I make a wish to the great hermit again and sing a wild poem under five willows? .

3. Jiangcun village

Du Fu

The clear river winds around the village, and everything in the village looks elegant in the long summer. Since I left, I have come to Liang, and I am very close to seagulls in the water.

The old lady is using a chessboard, and the younger son is making a hook with an injection. As long as some old friends give me some money, what do I ask?

4. water sprite. Song of Jiangnan

Zhang

A river is full of smoke and water, and people on both sides draw eaves. A lotus bush is light, watching the dance again and again, and the wind is ten miles away. The original painting is far away from the sky, the wine flag is outside the wind, and it loves to kill Jiangnan.

Step 5 live in seclusion in early summer

Lu you

Lakes and mountains are my home, and willow trees are a path. When the lake overflows, egrets fly in the air and frogs hum by the lake.

The new crop of bamboo shoots has matured, and the magnolia has just begun to blossom. Alas, let bygones be bygones, who * * * will sleep in afternoon European tea.

6. In Chuzhou, Xixi

wei yingwu

Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

7. After a heavy rain, I was in my cabin in Wangchuan.

Wang Wei

There is rain in the Woods, which slows down the smoke, and steamed millet pays for the winter hat. An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer.

I learned to watch the morning glory on the quiet mountain, which is delicious in Panasonic Zhai Qing. Why should I scare seagulls, even if I think about it, by giving the honorary position to any clown? .

The rain has passed through the mountain village.

Wang Jian

One or two chickens crow in the rain, and Zhuxicun Road leans against Banqiao. Mother-in-law called a silkworm bath and laid gardenias in the atrium.

9. The topic of Yangzhou Zen Temple

Du Mu

After the rain, cicadas are noisy, and the climate of pine trees floating in the wind has been spread to autumn. Moss covered the steps, and Bai Niao deliberately stayed behind.

The mist in the evening is getting deeper and deeper, and the sunset gradually lowers a small building. Who knows that Zhuxi Road is blowing Yangzhou songs?

"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."

My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.

A new song and a glass of wine. Last year, the weather got old. When does the sun set?

Helpless, let the flowers fall, as if I had met Yan's return, and Xiaoyuan Xiangjing wandered alone.

The weeping ear drinks clear dew, and the sound is like sparse tung.

From a distance, it is not the autumn wind of a nation.

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.

I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

The weeping ear drinks clear dew, and the sound is like sparse tung.

From a distance, it is not the autumn wind of a nation.

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.

I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.