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Poems and songs of mountain streams 6

1. Mountain Stream Poems 1, Bird Watching Stream of Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty.

Excerpts from the original text:

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

Explanation:

There is little human activity, only osmanthus is falling silently, and the valley in spring is silent and empty at night. The bright moon rises and shines brightly, alarming the birds living in the mountains. In this spring, they fly high and sing in the mountains and streams from time to time.

2. Don Wang Jian's "Nan Jian"

Excerpts from the original text:

Wild Gui Xiang is full of streams and hookahs are full of cold water.

Love this Nanxitou, gurgling all day long.

Explanation:

The fragrance of wild flowers and osmanthus is floating all over the stream, and the cold moss is attached to the water. I like to play here in Nanjian and listen to the sound of streams in the mountain stream all day.

3. Rain in the Mountain Village by Wang Jian in Tang Dynasty

Excerpts from the original text:

One or two chickens crow in the rain, and Zhuxicun Road leans against Banqiao.

Mother-in-law called a silkworm bath and watched gardenias in the atrium.

Explanation:

There is a crow in the rain, and one or two families are vaguely in the mountain village. On the village road above Zhuxi, a slab bridge is oblique. Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law call each other and choose silkworm eggs together. Only gardenias are in bloom, swaying in the courtyard alone.

4. Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains by Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty.

Excerpts from the original text:

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

Explanation:

The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain. As night falls, the air is cool, as if it were autumn. The moon is clear and clear, and the clear spring is flowing.

5. Xixi Chuzhou written by Wei in Tang Dynasty.

Excerpts from the original text:

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.

Explanation:

My favorite is the faint weeds growing by the stream, and the orioles singing in the depths of the trees. The spring tide is rising and it is drizzling. There is no one at the wilderness ferry, only a small boat leisurely crosses the water.

2. Poems describing mountains and streams; scenic poem

Tianjin Sha Qiu Si

Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, and old roads and thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

There are many images about streams and running water, such as:

Huanxisha-(Song) On February 24th, 2007/kloc-0, Su Shi traveled from Uncle Liu in Sizhou to Nanshan with a slight chill in the drizzle.

Light smoke dispelled the clear beaches of Liu Mei. The time to enter Huaihai and Luo Qing is getting longer and longer. Snow foam and milk flowers float in the afternoon light, and Artemisia capillaris shoots to try spring vegetables. The taste of the world is pure happiness. Huanxisha-(Song) Li Qingzhao

The steamed bun hurts spring, the courtyard is windy, the moon is sparse, the jade duck soothes the nerves, the Zhu Ying covers the tassel, and the rhinoceros can relieve the cold.

Huanxisha-(Song) Li Qingzhao

Embroidered hibiscus smiles. Ducks flying obliquely line the fragrant cheeks. Eye movement is a guess. On the one hand, it is full of charm, on the other hand, it is half charming and hateful. The moon moved and the shadow came again.

Huanxisha-(Song) Li Qingzhao

Don't make a dark amber cup. Melt it before it gets drunk. It's time to relax the clock. Time to wake up, time to wake up.

3. Good words and sentences to describe the stream: people and education Xinglong campus:

The stream is clear, flowing, slow, tortuous and gurgling.

Pingxi rapids

Ming Che's surging and jumping splash beads spit jade sonorous and melodious, while Bibo Ying Ying fights snakes and smashes jade.

Qingxi is like a trickle, and the water is gurgling.

★ A stream is trickling, and the moonlight is like a silver belt, still flashing. Perhaps it also felt the quiet beauty of the night, so it danced silently and kept dancing.

★ There is a Bailongxi at the foot of the mountain, with flowing water and crystal clear water. In the morning, the sun shows a red smiling face, reflecting green flowing water.

★ The willows on both sides of the stream gently stretch their soft branches and caress the stream with the spring breeze.

★ This tinkling stream, like the strings of a bosom friend, plays a crisp and pleasant melody.

This lively stream is like a flowing mercury in the moonlight.

★ The gurgling stream, like a silver ribbon, floats quietly under the bright moon.

4. Qingxi, a famous poem describing a brook.

[Wang Wei]

I have sailed on the river of yellow flowers and been carried by the green stream.

Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.

The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees.

The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.

In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water.

Oh, if you want to stay on the wide flat rock, the hook will be gone.

[Note] (1) Qingxi: The name of the river is in the east of Mianxian County, Shaanxi Province. (2) Words: auxiliary words are meaningless and are often used as verb prefixes in ancient poems. Huanghuachuan: The name of the river is in the northeast of Fengxian County, Shaanxi Province. (3) every: often. Step by step: smooth and smooth. (4) will be: near. Wan Zhuan: Describe the twists and turns of mountain roads. Qingxi and Huanghuachuan are both at the southern foot of Qinling Mountains, and the mountain roads are extremely steep and tortuous. (5) Interesting way: the distance to go. Fun, the general trend, go, go. The above four sentences say that it is only a hundred miles to enter Huanghuachuan along Qingxi, but the mountain road is full of twists and turns. (6) This means that the stream is rushing in the rocks and making noise. (7) This sentence means that the dense and lush pine forest is shrouded in mountains and looks very quiet. (8) Yang-like; The way water waves flow. Pam: Gone with the wind. Water chestnut: an aquatic plant whose fruit is called water chestnut. Apricot: an aquatic plant, also known as shepherd's purse, whose young leaves are edible. (9) Success: Appearance. Reflection: reflection. Jia Wei: Reed. The new reed is called prickly, and when it grows up, it is called reed (10) Sue: All the time. Leisure: publishing leisure. (1 1) Qingchuan: refers to Qingxi. Danny: Quiet, quiet. These two words, Qing Shi. Pan, calendar "rock", big stone. (13) Fishing: Fishing. The ancients often compared fishing to seclusion. It's over: that's it. These two sentences say that I am willing to sit on a big stone by the stream and fish and live a leisurely and quiet life.

[Brief Comment] In Wang Wei's landscape poems, there are some beautiful and quiet articles describing nature. Poets often rely on their own tranquility and purity in nature. This song "Qingxi" is one of the representative works in this respect. The poet described them one by one in the order he saw them when he visited Qingxi. Huanghuachuan and Qingxi are both at the southern foot of Qinling Mountain, which is not easy to climb. With his own personal feelings and extremely refined language, the poet wrote in a word that although Yang is only a hundred miles away, the winding mountain road seems to be a very distant scene. This points out the environmental characteristics of the two streams. Then the poet vividly described the scenery he saw when he walked along the Qingxi. The stream is rushing among the rocks, making a sound, and the mountains are so quiet under the lush pine trees. These two sentences are relatively novel, which combine static and dynamic to show static, and at the same time express the visual mountain color with auditory "static". With the progress of the poet, the scenery has also changed, so the poet used meticulous brushwork to describe the vivid scene of Qingxi flowing, green water chestnut and water chestnut drifting with the waves. It also outlines the beautiful scenery in the water reflected by the dense reeds along the stream. Writing like water, but dynamic and static, the picture flows, wonderful. This magical brushwork skillfully brings together different wonders, which is really a good sentence of "painting in poetry" and "poetry overflowing in painting". The reason why the author sets off the beautiful, fresh and elegant scenery of Qingxi is to match the poet's leisurely heart and indifferent ambition. This is also to show static by moving. The poet described the picturesque scenery of Qingxi with a few strokes, and the artistic conception was so ethereal and silent. Such a quiet state naturally coincides with the poet's aesthetic ideal and pure and indifferent taste, so he has the will to die as an idle fish, and his poetic realm and artistic conception are harmonious. The greatest feature of this poem is that it combines sound, color, shape and shadow in one furnace, and the scenery is emotional, so that things and I are integrated into one, thus creating a harmonious and perfect artistic conception.

Zhu's reading thought

As soon as the half-acre square pond is opened,

The sky is full of clouds and shadows.

How clear is the canal?

Because there is inexhaustible living water for it.

It passes on just like this, not ceasing day or night!

The river flows day and night, and the guest is sad.

The river of no return is a romantic figure through the ages.

How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.

I don't blame the stream for not being clear enough, but I blame myself for not catching an eternal glimpse in the flow of the stream.

Even if the stream is clear enough, we need to feel all the touches in life with our heart.

5. Good words, good sentences and good sentences describing grassland mountains, rivers and streams

The blue waves are boundless, the smoke waves are vast, and the sky is vast and majestic.

There is still quiet turbid water emptying.

Rough waves, rough waves, rough waves, rolling water

Good sentence

The vast and beautiful moon doesn't look quiet, but it is a very docile ocean. Overslept

★ It's calm, the ship wears white sails, and there are only ripples.

★ Since I went to the sky and got off the boat, white and red, such as dark green, have turned into dozens of colors and dozens of layers, one by one presented in front of Yang Kai.

★ The sea and sky in Yu Ying Bay complement each other. The pearl raft floating on the sea is shining with silver, and the steel strings are like pianos.

★ White waves are rolling on the horizon, and the waves are pushing the silver horn Liang Chu to chase, gradually from far and near, closer and higher, louder and louder, just like a large group of troops rushing in with thunderous explosions. wave

★ The distance from layer to layer gradually fades away, just like breathing, leaving a short foam and a musty smell of shaking algae.

Good segment

★ The sound of waves hitting rocks and beaches keeps ringing. It's almost like a jet from a white line in the distance, rushing violently against the coast, splashing rhythmically, and then the foam between the sand disappears. Then spray it continuously and chase him. .

-Mu's "Gold Coast"

★ The wind caresses the satin-like seawater tank affectionately and warms it with its own warm sunshine. These gentle caresses under the sea level, like the panting power of sleep, make the air full of boiling salt water evaporate. Light green sand waves rise, throwing up white foam, and its consumption rings gently and falls on the hot gravel and wet sand.

-[Su] Gorky's Malhua

★ In front of us is a magnificent, quiet and endless blue sea, like smooth marble. Now the eyes can see far away, and the sea and the light blue sky can be seen together: the wave reflection melts in the sun and a flame appears. The mountains in the distance are looming in the morning fog.

Lazy waves crawl lovingly under their feet and lick the golden beaches along the coast.

-[Su] ostrovsky "How is steel tempered?"

The moon rises very high. The sky and the sea are clearer, brighter and more lovely. The wind is blowing gently, and the sparkling sea silver has brought flowers around the island in May. In the sparkling sea silver, there is a silver belt that seems to be particularly bright, leading to the place where the moon rises, reminding people that this is a moon leading to the road. This road is like a brilliant coin shop. Our boat, coins along this asphalt road, facing the moon, accelerated.

-Military green "Swallow"

6. The classic poem about the blue sky and white clouds and the flowing water in the mountain path is Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si" in the Yuan Dynasty: "Tianjingsha Qiu Si" is a sleepy old vine, a small bridge is flowing, and an ancient road is thin and thin.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. There are many images about flowing water, such as: Huanxisha-(Song) 20071February 24th, Su Shi Yuanfeng traveled to Nanshan from Liushu, Sizhou, with a drizzle and a slight chill in the oblique wind.

Light smoke clears the beach. The time to enter Huaihai and Luo Qing is getting longer and longer.

Snow foam and milk flowers float in the afternoon, and Artemisia annua shoots try spring vegetables. Human taste is pure happiness.

Huanxisha —— (Song) Li Qingzhao's bun hurts spring and combs more. In the evening breeze, plum blossoms fall in the courtyard, and the light clouds travel to and from the moon. Jade ducks smoke the stove to wake up, Zhu Ying covers tassels, and rhinoceroses can also relieve the cold. Huanxisha-(Song) Li Qingzhao embroidered hibiscus and smiled.

Duck wrapped in crab roe with fragrant cheeks. Oh, I don't know

On the one hand, it is charming, on the other hand, it is charming and hateful to send you. The moon moves and the shadow comes back.

Huanxisha-(Song Dynasty) Li Qingzhao's cup is dark amber, and it melts before he is drunk. It's time to relax the clock. The brain is fragrant, the dream is broken, the cold golden bun is loose, and the time and space are red to candlelight.

Huanxisha-(Song Dynasty) The idle window of Li Qingzhao's small courtyard is deep in spring, the heavy curtain is not heavy, and the seven laws are ignored by leaning against the building. In the distant mountains, the dusk is in a hurry, the wind is blowing and the rain is beating, and the shade is light. Pear blossoms are hard to thank.

Huanxisha-(Southern Tang Dynasty) Li Yuhong is three feet high in the sun, and the golden stove adds fragrance to the beast, and the red brocade lichen wrinkles every step. Beauty dances with golden hairpin, wine can't smell flowers, and other halls can smell flute and drum.

Huanxisha-(Song Dynasty) Yan Shu wrote new songs and drank a glass of wine. Last year, the weather got old. When will the sunset come back? There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns.

Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path. The curtain of Huanxisha-Yanshu Pavilion falls, and Sha Ting falls in the evening.

The dry shadow of the roll column enters the cold wave. For a while, the wind gives birth to a green curtain, and a few raindrops round the lotus.

People who wake up after drinking are too worried. Huanxisha-Yan Shuyu's bowl is cool and dripping, and the powder melts into fragrant snow and penetrates the gauze.

Beauty powder sweat, through the thin gauze clothing, revealing a fragrant and white body; There are more faces with heavy makeup in the evening than lotus flowers. After going to the toilet, the slightly drooping hair complements the moon-like eyebrows; A touch of reddish wine dizzy, as bright as the morning glow, fell on her cheeks.

Sleeping during the day and sunset under the sun are all the first awakening of the spring dream. Huanxisha-Yan Shu has always been young and limited, and it is easy to get hooked when she is free.

Don't speak frequently at banquets and songs. Mountains and rivers are far away, and falling flowers and wind and rain hurt spring even more.

It is better to pity the present. Huanxisha-Su Shi's wind pressure is light, clouds fly with the water, and swallows compete for mud in billiards hall.

Shen Lang is too weak to bear the weight of clothes. There is no letter in the sand, and the time between bamboo forests is sad to hear the partridge.

My deep feelings are only known by falling flowers. Huanxisha-Qinguan desert is light and cold, and it goes up to the small building. Silver hooligans are like poor autumn. Looking back at the screen, the light smoke, the flowing water, the mood is faint.

Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy. Look again, the curtain of jewelry hangs on the silver hook at will.

Huanxisha-Zhangxian Building is 100 feet high, above the Chunjiang River, and there is no radial direction in the smoke. How long has it been like a river tide? Flowers are flying in the wind, butterflies are flying, and bridges are flat in the water. Tonight is only a long time away. Huanxisha-Yan February breeze, thousands of strands of green silk meet, dancing smoke and sleeping in the rain.

The makeup mirror steals leaves from the eyebrows and borrows branches from the music. Late autumn frost is merciless.

Huanxisha-(Song Dynasty) Yan sang red plum lyrics, and the peach leaves at the willow tips were all hidden. Stop the clouds and send them away.

Only when his freewheeling sleeves are wet can he sing a song against Diane's eyebrows. At the end of the Song Dynasty, Yan Chai's beam was damaged.

Huanxisha-Yan's eyebrows fight and draw dragons every day, and he is frivolous. Don't marry your heart

Spitting wine and stirring words, the flowers are like dancing clothes. Spring burst into tears and said it was bleak.

Huanxisha-Su Shi's boundless wind and waves don't remember Su, and there are thousands of cars in the snow. But it's full. I'm sorry.

Green sleeves cling to the wind and lingering catkins, and red lips are rotten and drunk. Hand tweezers cream beard bottle.

Huanxisha-Su Shi thanked the rain in Shitan, Xuzhou, and wrote five songs on the road. Tancheng is 20 miles east of the city, which often corresponds to the increase or decrease of turbidity in Surabaya.

Seeing the fish in the dark red sun, even the village turned green and black, and the yellow children and the old people got together. Although elk are not used to meeting people, apes don't need to bark when they smell drums. When they come back, they will talk to Sanggu.

Turn on the red makeup to see the princess, the 3355 barbed fence door, rows of hairpin passing through the skirt. Young and old help the wheat harvest club, Wu Yuxiang Dance God Village, and the road is drunk at dusk.

The hemp leaves are shining layer by layer, who cooks cocoon fragrance village? The fence is charming and the words are distorted. Hang a white stick and lick your eyes? ? Soft and hungry, when will the bean leaves turn yellow? There are jujube flowers in the rustling clothes, cars ringing in the south and north of the village, and cucumbers are sold in the cow clothes Guliu.

The road was full of wine, but he was sleepy. Sun was thirsty for tea and knocked at the door to ask the savage. After the rain, the grass is tender and fresh, and the sand is light and clean.

When do you clean the coupling? Mulberries are splashed in the warm day, and the wind is like wormwood. Stone is the middleman.

Huanxisha Zhang Xiaoxiang, the frost is clear, the flag is embroidered in the sheath, and it disappears. Wan Li Central Plains North War, a statue of muddy wine guarding the east of the building, the bar cried to hate Taiwan.

Huanxisha-Zhao Lingzhi's water is full of flowers. Fragrant fragrance, deep language said oriole.

The east wind is light and soft. The long spring dream is short, and the willow smoke in Yanjiao is low.

When yukiko Yuchuang plays chess. Huanxisha-Nalan Rong Ruo Canxue Ninghui Cold Painting Screen.

Plum blossoms fall, the flute sounds, it's already midnight, and there is no one in the month. I am a melancholy guest in the world, and I know why you are crying.

In the sound of heartbroken, I think of Huanxisha-Nalan Rong Ruo reading the west wind alone and closing the window with yellow leaves rustling. Thinking about the past and the future, the sun sets.

Sleeping soundly after drinking, gambling books have been scented with tea. At that time, the only way was the ordinary Huanxisha-Kuang Zhouyi cherished the residual red tears, covered his clothes, and could not be infatuated.

People miss each other everywhere. If the flowers bloom again, why don't the clouds stay for a while and mourn?

There is no entertainment, only sadness. Huanxisha-Zhou Bangyan, the high tide lifts fish, the sky pats the willow bridge, and the pigeons drag the rain across the river.

A spring letter entered the eastern suburbs. Idle to crush the phoenix group to sell short dreams and watch swallows build new nests.

And move the flower tip in the shadow of the sun. Huanxisha-Ouyang Xiuhu Zhu Qiao drew a wheel.

Dissolve spring water and soak spring clouds. Liuli Bi is smooth and dust-free.

When the road is full of drunken guests, the birds call a pedestrian every other day. How can the sun return to spring! Huanxisha-beautiful scenery and fragrant fragrance, west wind and green waves.

With the light * * * gaunt, ugly. The chicken is far away in the drizzle dream, and the small building blows through the cold.

How many tears I hate and rely on. People in the upper reaches of Huanxisha-Ouyangxiu levee are painting boats one by one, patting the levee for four days.

The green poplars by the lake set off the small building, and the girl's voice on the swing came. Don't laugh at the old man with white hair still burying his head in the flowers. I frequently change cups with the euphemistic pipa melody of Liu Yao.

Everything in life, how to make a wine song? Huanxisha, the front mountain of Bird, vibrates Pinghu around the city, and the reflection of lake light infiltrates the green hills. The crystal building has to work at night. When the fog and willow are dark, the clouds are overcast and the moon is full, and the dew is turned over by fireflies, and it is rustling until morning.

Su Shi swims in Qingquan Temple, near Lanxi Temple. The stream flows west, the orchid buds are immersed in the stream, and the Songjiansha Road 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 also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age!