Poetry about Linpan in Western Sichuan

1. Poems describing the quiet path in the forest

1. "Mountain Trip to Lushan"

Song Dynasty: Mei Yaochen

Suitable Love the wildness, thousands of mountains high and low again.

The beautiful peaks change everywhere, and the quiet paths are lonely and confusing.

When the frost falls, the bear rises up the tree, and the deer drinks from the stream in the empty forest.

Where are they? There was a sound of chicken outside the clouds.

2. "People who pass by Husi Mountain in Zhongnan Mountain stay and buy wine"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

From the bottom of Bishan Mountain at dusk, the mountain moon follows people back home.

Looking at the path you came from, you can see the green and green scenery.

Together with the Tian family, childishness blossoms.

Green bamboo enters the quiet path, and green radish touches the clothes.

Have a rest while chatting and drinking wine.

The long song sings in the pines and the wind, and the songs are all over the river and the stars are sparse.

I am drunk and you are happy again, and you are so happy that you forget your chance.

3. "Nian Nujiao · Broken Rainbow and Rain"

Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian

On August 17, I walked with other students from Yong'an Tower and passed Zhang Kuanfu Waiting for the moon in the garden.

Occasionally there is famous wine, because the guests are drunk with gold lotus. A guest was Sun Yanli, who was good at playing the flute.

Use the pen to compose long and short sentences in Yuefu style, without adding punctuation to the text.

The broken rainbow and the falling rain clear the autumn sky, and the mountains are dyed with fresh green.

The osmanthus shadows are scattered, who can tell me that the brightness of this evening is not enough?

Thousands of miles of blue sky, where is Chang'e, riding this round of jade.

The cold light is scattered, but for whom does it shine brightly?

When I was young, I followed you on a journey. It was cool in the evening and you walked along the secluded path, surrounded by the lush trees in the garden.

***The golden lotus pours down, the family is thousands of miles away, it is rare to respect each other and belong to each other.

Throughout my life, I lived in the south and north of the Yangtze River, and my favorite music was the bagpipe.

Sun Lang smiled and sat down to spray frost bamboo.

4. "Two Poems about Begonias in My Hometown in Spring"

Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli

The begonias are blooming in my hometown today, and I dreamed of Jiangxi Jinxiu Dui.

Everything is spring and people are old alone. After a year, Yan will return.

It is as green as the day, and the colors are flying back and forth when you want to fall.

If you don’t have that scenery, you can’t have a meal, so you can send poems to attract the Cuiqiong cup.

Bamboo-side pavilions and waterside pavilions, don’t want anyone to follow you, just walk alone.

The wicker branches have no strength in the sudden warmth, and the shadows of the flowers are not clear in the clear sky.

After a rainy day, countless new birds came to the quiet path and heard their happy voices.

All I owe is the green gauze and red meat reflecting the red color, and two years of cold food will cost me my husband.

5 "Five Odes of Xun Gongyuan·Bitter Bamboo Bridge"

Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan

The dangerous bridge is a secluded path, winding through the sparse forest.

The bursting of flowers divides the bitter festivals, and the gentle and humble embrace.

Look down at the trickling stream and listen to the singing of Xiao Xiao.

On the smoky day under the lake, the mountain birds sing mockingly.

Forgive me that there is no need to use it, but there is more shade to live in. 2. Poems about Ya'an

Ya'an is known as the "throat of Western Sichuan", "the gateway to Tibet" and the "corridor of ethnic groups". It has been under the jurisdiction of the central government in the pre-Qin era and has rich cultural and historical heritage in the Han Dynasty. Many literati have left a lot of writings because of the scenery of Ya'an.

Maybe in your memory there is only the eternal saying "The heart water of the Yangtze River, the tea on the top of Mengshan Mountain",

But you don't know,

Open This heavy book of history has so many poems about Ya'an!

Jinji Pass

"Crossing Jinji Mountain"

Same text

There are several layers of smoke in the gorge, and the mountains are as tall as the sky.

The rock ape and the stream bird look like flying immortals.

Note: Jinji Mountain is Jinji Pass. 3. Poems describing the forest

Poems describing the forest include:

1. The noisy forest is more quiet than the forest, and the mountain is even more secluded with the singing of birds

2. The singing of birds In the dark forest, deer lurk under the ash trees

3. The plain light shines on the river, and the green forest is green

4. People in the deep forest do not know that the bright moon comes to shine.

5. The water is clear and the rocks can be counted. There are no birds in the deep forest.

1. A forest is an area with high density of trees. These plant communities cover large areas of the globe and play an important role in reducing carbon dioxide, regulating animal communities, regulating hydrological turbulence and consolidating soils. They are one of the most important aspects of the Earth's biosphere. Forests include arbor forests and bamboo forests. A forest is a surface biological community composed mainly of trees. It has rich species, complex structure, and diverse functions.

2. The full text of the above poem is as follows:

(1) "Into Ruoye Stream" Wang Ji

How general is the boat, the empty water is long and leisurely . The clouds rise far away from Xiu, and the sunshine flows back. The noisy cicada forest is more than quiet, and the bird singing mountain is even more secluded. I miss this place so much, I have been traveling there for so many years.

(2) "Mountain Dwelling Overlapping Rhymes" by Lu You

Birds sing in the dark forest, and deer crouch in the wild cypress trees. Oh, my disciples are stupid, and they are chasing after meat and grains. Lian Pian takes pity on the kite's shoulder, and the overthrowing kite quickly kills the humiliation.

Difficulties return to the mountains, and I only want to be able to raise livestock. Climb up the ladder to live in the west stream, build a house in the north valley. The bright light is always hidden, and the jade touches the common eyes.

(3) "Brothers from the same family wrote about the farewell career of the prince of Weinan" Cai Xijing

If you know how to stay at home when you are leisurely, why should you retreat so deeply? If you don't leave the country, you will be depressed in the heart of the world.

Xuan cars come and go, and empty names are opposite Qingyin. Jade will be fished in Sichuan Province, and gold will be scattered in the rural pavilion.

Suhui jet stream, green forest. I used to be a poet and calligrapher, but I would rather work in farming.

My brother Xu Weishang came to look for me in vain. Lao Lai wears clothes in the morning and enjoys Taoist music in the evening.

The article praises beauty from afar, and admires it even more while sleeping. Since the people are full of hope, how can the land sink in the bright future?

(4) "Zhuli Pavilion" Wang Wei

Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling. People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine.

(5) "Visiting the Two Monks Huiqin and Huisi on a Visit to the Gushan Mountain on the Latest Day" by Su Shi

The sky is covered with snow, the clouds are all over the lake, and the towers are clear and the mountains are clear. The water is clear, there are countless stone fish, and there are no birds in the deep forest. If you don't return home during the twelfth lunar month, you'll be treating your wife and children. People who seek the Tao are actually amusing themselves. Where does the Taoist dwell? The road in front of Baoyun Mountain is winding. Who is willing to stay in a lonely mountain? A Taoist knows that the mountains are not alone. The bamboo house with paper windows is deep and self-heating, and I sit and sleep under the brown cattails. It's cold, the road is far away, and the servants are worried about me. I have to drive home until it's late. When I came out of the mountain and looked back at the clouds and trees, I saw wild falcons flying around. The trip here is light and joyful, and arriving home is like a dream. When writing poems, I am in a hurry to pursue death, and it is difficult to copy the beautiful scenery once it is lost. 4. Ancient poems about forests

The mountains end with the plains, and the rivers flow into the wilderness. (Li Bai's "Farewell at Crossing Jingmen")

I never tire of looking at each other, only Jingting Mountain. ( Li Bai's "Looking at Jingting Mountain")

The trees are all in autumn colors, and the mountains are only covered with sunset. (Tang Wang Ji's "Ambition")

Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain. ( Tao Yuanming "Drinking")

The green trees border the village, and the green mountains are sloping outside. (Meng Haoran "Passing the Old Friend's Village")

At dusk, the mountains are far away, and the weather is cold and the white houses are poor. (Liu Changqing) "Returning on a Snowy Night")

To the north of Gushan Temple and to the west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is flat at first and the clouds are low. (Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake")

I can't see you when I turn around the mountain road. , leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow. (Cen Shen's "Song of White Snow Sends Magistrate Wu Back")

The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains. (Li Bai's "Early Departure from Baidi City") < /p>

Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain. (Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci")

Mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way out, and willows are dark and flowers are bright and there is another village. (Lu You's "Travel to Shanxi") Village")

The green mountains on both sides of the strait face each other, and the sun is approaching. (Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain")

There are thick trees and luxuriant grass. (Cao Cao: "Guan Cang Hai") )

The boundless fallen trees rustle, and the endless Yangtze River rolls in. (Du Fu's "Deng Gao")

The green trees are close to the village, and the green mountains are sloping outside. (Meng Haoran: "Crossing the Old Friend's Village" 》)

The jasper is as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. (He Zhizhang: "Ode to the Willow") 5. Poems about Daming Mountain

Climb (Chu Guangxi) Go out to the morning In the forest of ferocious beasts, the scorpion climbs to the peak.

The child servant walks on the clouds and mist, traveling with me through space. Xi and Shu Linghui suddenly connected to the west.

Looking back at Jingwei, it is faintly like a rainbow. Jiu Kui and Cang Wu, Wu Ling is far away and his eyes are covered with mist.

Deers roam the Daming Palace, and Huaqing Palace is wet with fog. When trapping midges, the bear looks sharply at his teeth.

If you lose your way and go to Jianghan, you cannot have merit. The energy chases the swaying stars, and the soul follows the wind.

Just say that the universe is clear, and the chariot and writing will be the same again. The forest trees are covered with frost, and the mountains are covered with red.

The owl spreads its wings and looks down at the thorn bush. I vowed to eat the owl and then return to Kongtong.

Send Cen Shen (Du Fu) on the 9th. When I go out and come back to the door, my feet are still the same as before. Wherever you go, you are alive in the mud, and thinking about you makes you thin.

Sitting in the West Pavilion, meditating, eating and drinking in the dark. It's hard to reach the end of the river even with an inch of step.

Calling out to the common people, the crops cannot be saved. An De Zhuyunshi can mend the leaks in the sky.

The Ming Dynasty towers over the sun and moon, and the wild beasts roar. The gentleman is strong and winding, while the villain is sleepy and galloping.

There are high mountains in the south of Weinan, which may slip away from the river. It's a festival for the chrysanthemums on the east fence. They're all covered in flowers for who to show off.

Cen Sheng wrote many new poems, and his temperament was also alcoholic. Why do you fill your sleeves with gold flowers?

Shui Tiao Ge Tou (Guan Jian) ??The autumn colors are vast and the wind and dew wash the clear sky. Climbing to the scenic spot of the country, the building leans on the highest peak.

Fortunately, after the sun sets low, dusk clouds gather in all directions, covering all the mountains in the distance. In the uneven city, there are smoke trees and no smoke trees.

Sitting among guests, the talents discuss the fight, and the energy is like a rainbow. I wrote thousands of words and sent Feihong away with a white eye.

Don't ask about the plum elixir, don't look for the mountain spirit tent, and recall the treasure collector. Then the grass Lingyun Fu was returned to the Daming Palace.

The people on the golden screen of the treasure account have posted it, and the pictures of flowers and birds are better than the first judgment.

The fragrant forest is close to Yichun Garden, and the lush green mountains add longevity cups in the distance. The scenery is beautiful in the evening, and the astronomical sky shines brightly like Zhao Hui.

Dong (Xu Wei) Purple Qi Tianyuan comes out of Guguan, and the Ming Dynasty first shines between Jiugai. Qin'e went to the sea in Aoshan, and returned together by the Perch River.

The suburbs of Qingdi are as flat as a rock, and the master class is as steep as a mountain. The flat peach tree is in the Yantao River, and the thawing wind is so high that it cannot be climbed.

Ten poems dedicated to the saints and boundless longevity in spring (Yang Juyuan) The capital of cultural relics is prosperous, praising the prosperity of the country. Yaochi offers longevity wine, silver and Han Li Chen seals.

The spiritual rain contains two towers, and the thunder is powerful in all directions. On behalf of the immortals, they are far away, and in spring, the holy grace is long.

The flowers are warm under the phoenix tree, and the sun is fragrant next to the dragon tree. I know from afar that for thousands of years, God’s will serves the king.

Mandarin ducks and egrets are seen in the courtyard, and carriages are seen in front of the beautiful street. Nine cities are full of lust, and ten thousand wells are half auspicious.

When a man is drunk and drinks wine from Yao, he sings in reply to the strings of Shun. The flowers are bright in the ditch water, and the fragrance warms the sky in the forbidden city.

The banquet is more prosperous, and the songs are more beautiful. The endless bright sun and moon shine in the peaceful years.

The clouds come to the ecliptic, and the gate of heaven is in the blue sky. The Ming Dynasty contains wise algae, and the vitality holds Chenju.

After Ge Yan conquered the Miao Dynasty, he wrote poems about the banquet Hao Chu. When you are in a prosperous fairy garden, when you are full of wisdom, you will be in the bus.

It has transformed into a large family, and the kindness is still sweating. It is leisurely and quiet, and the customs bow to Hua Xu.

The jade leaks are green and the gold is purple. The nine gates of Yunshan are dawning, and the whole world is spring.

The auspicious mist is rewarded, and the Xuanfeng is paired with benevolence. The rock corridor has phoenix wings, and the water palace presses the turtle body.

Elegance met the Ming Dynasty, while entertainment and despicable ministers were the norm. Every year at Weiyang Que, the benevolence and things are new.

The heaven and earth are upright, and the joys are the same. Purple smoke contains the North Pole, and Xuanze blows into the east wind.

The beads are decorated with clear scenery, and the golden stems reach straight into the sky. When virtue is born, virtue is achieved, and when there is peace and harmony, all the merits are achieved.

The energy of the time ascends to three things, and the auspicious light enlightens the four. The wilderness is like a river, and the sky is like a dynasty.

Era is the day of civilization, and spring is the time of feasting. The smoke adds to the heavy willows, and the flowers leak out of the palace late.

The Han Dynasty canon has broad rules, and Zhou officials are collecting poems. The phoenix blows in the blue night, and the red sun rises in the dragon flag.

The divine deed of creation, Yang and Wo Shengsi. Without reason, he follows hundreds of beasts and leads the dance to worship Danchi.

Ruide Fu Xuanhua, Fangqing Yi Taihe. The emperor of the sun wheel looks far away, and there are many holy dynasties in the sky.

The dawn contains gold, and the clear light turns to jade. In the middle palace, Chen Guangle, the elder came to Gengge.

The lotus leaves look at the turtle, and the tung flowers recognize the phoenix passing by. A small minister attacks the soil from the air, but the vast sea is a boon of kindness.

The objects look toward the high palace, and the hairpins and trains overflow to the capital. Spring is a good day, and the sky is clear to all directions.

Happy news is that the flute is blooming, and the cup is full of chaos. The hibiscus is warm, the willows and jade buildings are clear.

The doors are open and closed, and the clothes are too clear. Nanshan shares the same holy life, and faces the Phoenix City for eternity.

The sun rises above the Canglong Tower, and the fragrance contains the Forbidden Forest. The clear light is covered by five clouds, and the spring scenery is nine deep.

Appreciating the leaves is a symbol of harmony and virtue, and the elegance and beauty of the music are reflected in the music. Jingyun follows the royal chariot, and his haoqi is in his lapel.

May you live forever and never fight. Many blessings are celebrated during the holy dynasty, and the beautiful trees and pink walls provide shade.

Transformation and harmonization bring about success, and merit is declared to move and plant knowledge. Rui Ning Sanxiu grass, spring into ten thousand years of branches.

Fengye's good words come forward, and mandarin ducks' movement brings happiness. Lin Dan is close to the ground, and his clothes hang down to the green mountains.

The rich and the gentle are far away, and the clever ones are willing to listen to the humble. I am willing to watch the scholars from the east and face the majesty of the Han Dynasty.

Longtou Water (members half a thousand people) The road leads to the Jinhe Road, and the mountains connect the Jade Gate. The flags are flying in the clouds, and the willows are noisy in the music.

The bloodshed will make you brave, but the leather will not make you timid. Severe frost collects the dawn, and the Ming Dynasty bids farewell to the dynasty.

The soldiers of the dust sale camp are on the base, and the sand is quiet and the capital is in the Weiyuan. Fog rolls out of the white mountains, and the wind blows the yellow leaves.

When the general comes in, the source of the river will be cut off for thousands of miles. Wulaofeng Daming Temple is presented to the hermit (Yao family). The cloud view is in the north of the mountain, and I join hands with you.

Lin Duan wades across the river, and the slanting light enters the cave entrance. I felt that the Luan Crane was nearby, but suddenly the smoke flew away.

The old friends are friendly and friendly, and they silently understand the piano with a subtle heart. Fortunately, alchemy can be taught, but Qinglong should not return.

Business has been going well for a long time, but it’s not the same again today. Chaozhongcuo (Zhang Gang) faced the Daming Palace at the beginning of the previous year.

The cold rhythm turns to the spring breeze. Several related dreams have caused frost on the temples.

It’s late in Shanzhou, and it’s also the official festival, so I can’t remember my past. Don't send wine soldiers to face each other, for fear of frequent attacks on Chou City. 6. Poems about the secluded path

Author of Qianxing: Zhu You The secluded path is so far sideways that the overgrown grass has no path.

This life is full of hardships, and I am afraid of being exposed when I go out. Returning to live in Mengshan late, it is like Shang Yanbu.

Take advantage of the wilting flowers in spring, and let the new year bloom slowly. If you send this message to a person with a sincere heart, your beautiful face may not be the reason.

Inscribed on the landscape shoji for the cultivators of Xiaoxi, the author: Mr. Zhang Guan, Mr. Xiaoxi, who lives in Leshan, builds his house next to the stream, which is quite elegant. When you open the pavilion, you can see the water but not the mountains, but you can see the scenery in the picture.

Gao Zhai’s plain pen hangs in the breeze, as if he were sitting under the forest cliff. The peaks are galloping like horses, and the green trees and plain fields are facing each other.

Layers of pavilions suddenly come from the sky, and flying springs pour from the peaks. The clouds in the middle of the mountain are white and the peaks are white, and the valley is full of clouds and rocks.

There are few pedestrians on the wild bridge at sunset, and there are few people who know the flowers on the quiet path. I live leisurely in Xiaoxi and have lots of free time during the day. I sit here and can't let go of this picture.

I have regained my ability to eat in my life, and I have to work on the hoe and plow in the spring. The short straw raincoat is plowing in the morning and the clouds are rising above the sky; the long straw raincoat falls down beside the book at night.

Sometimes the gulls come back to see the gulls, and the whales suck the fermented grains of spring. When climbing a mountain, you might as well put on your clogs and bring wine with you to the commune.

Every time I come to the pond to learn about the birds, I still know how to treat the guests. When I was drunk, I was invited to write a long novel, but I am too old to write.

Covering bamboos to find secluded paths, carrying pots and taking advantage of small boats.

Miscellaneous flowers are scattered on both sides of the bank, and clumps of trees cover the two hills. The rising sun and golden waves are chaotic, the breeze is clear and the mist is clearing.

Coming here increases generosity, and laughter spreads all over the place. The wild old men passed each other leisurely, and the fishermen congratulated themselves.

The beautiful flowers are falling, the flowers are fragrant in the evening, and there are long sentences about happiness and joy. I forget my chance and watch the gulls. At that time, I met a celery picker to talk about the autumn in my hometown.

The green shadow invades the chess game, and the clear light shines in the wine pot. The drunkenness is deep and lingering, and the righteousness heals the preparation.

The old Confucian scholar and official are cold, but the disciples who are promoted are excellent. Time bullies short hair, frost falls and fur is secretly conquered.

The painted kites are about to leave, and the Liju horses are still singing. The willow tree lingers on the horse's head, and the sail comes out of the river.

Don’t think about following the waves of smoke, hanging on the tower. The mountains are dim and the clouds are gone, and the birds are in love with each other at dusk in the forest.

Tonight, the moon is shining brightly and illuminating the sky. Mid-Autumn Festival West Lake Society's collection is divided into rhymes with one hundred rhymes. Author: Yu Chunxi Baiyue Qinglian Society, literary stars gather in Kui from far away.

Chang Geng autumn reflects the osmanthus, and Taiyi blooms with quinoa at night. The color of the mountains is three sets of purple, and the peak shape is nine low.

A Taurus must meet a girl, and the deer will not be confused. The Ming sage relies on the talented man, and the clear light appreciates Yi's wife.

Zhanying passed down Taishi, and asked Wang Ni about it. The tiger view is high and auspicious, and the bright hall is covered with cloth.

Min and Wu Tong sent elephants, while Han and Wei forgot their hooves. Turn back the crotch to lift the cow's ear, and lift the musk deer's navel with Liu Fang.

The horse is praised in the altar, and the chicken is called out in the clouds. Scholars wear silver tubes, and friends wear hairpins with jade hairpins.

The green robe looks beautiful, and the beads and shoes are also tidy. Everyone who boarded the immortal boat climbed up the moon ladder.

When the banquet is full of rainbows, the writing becomes fascinating. Dole's poems are connected with Ying, but they are lazy and resemble Ji.

The empty mountain knows the world, and the secluded path cannot be broken. The people's words are astonishing, but the fairy has not yet transformed into a corpse.

Sparse madness hates the whites of the eyes, and Shen Yan hates the shape of the eyes. The sword box is returned to the generals, and the poem bag is taken off Xiaoxi.

The book will be burned with stone and inkstone, and the medicine will be burned with knife and kui. The moon palace recruits people, and Yao Tian suddenly dreams of plowing.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhang Baojing is sleeping and uncovering the golden shield. Let the bird fly, and cut off the sun across the sky.

The sky is open and the sky is vast, and the water is crowding out the water. The first meeting was joyful, but the reunion turned miserable.

The art forest chats and competes for deer, the imperial road is afraid of Geli. The jade of Teda Luo is surrounded by dust.

If you are willing to come, you will not be in trouble. The fighting throws away the tillers, and the clouds fly away.

The situation is sarcastic and we wish to deepen our friendship. Then I attached myself to Chai Feng Ji, and I was ashamed to be the Chi Ze Salamander.

Leaving the strict household with ease, singing and boiling. The competition for inviting guests on a boat was transformed into a car carrying a mouse.

Furong is mixed with Xue Li, and Xiao Ai is mixed with red catkins. In the east, the eyebrows are colorful, and in the west, the teeth are beautiful.

The mantle pavilion comes with feather clothes, and the osmanthus boat is hidden in the fragrance. The jade pots are made of red bean curds, and the carvings are made of green deer meat.

Pull silk and lotus root juice to make delicious orange juice. There is more than enough grain in the cup, and the dagger of Chang Zhai enters the bamboo basket.

The auspicious wind blows, and the good things come and go. Shang Zhu burned the bamboo basket and handed it over, while Xi Ci broke the arrow and smashed it.

The banquets are still cut off, and the banquets are blown several times. The three great disasters of the Buddha are gone, and the king is blessed with five blessings.

There is no sky for Fei Yujue, and there is room to store space. The smoke from the tea stove remains in the pool, and the fire in the kitchen shines brightly.

The wild rice is fragrant and green, and the celery is cold to the green mud. Enjoy the Yipu delicacies, and hope to pass on the art of Zhi.

The wind pierced Qiyu and the waves shattered the glass. The water plants are scattered and the clouds are green, and the reeds are cold and the rain is blowing.

The golden pond is covered with flying shades, and the embroidered roads are covered with purple flowers. Drunkards are shouting for pheasants, and fishermen are cleverly setting up their traps.

I can hear the white horse in the distant river, and the yellow lily can be seen across the leaves. The fishing market is crowded with people, and the villagers miss Bo River.

The bridge and carriages welcome the moss and the piers are filled with flowers. The knight-errant praises Yin Le, and the graceful lady collects Xiang Grate.

When the lotus dries up, I feel sad about being covered, and Yang Lao sighs that he is born. The orchid paddle leans against the golden sand, and the flower gate carries green sleeves.

Laughing at Chen Qingyu’s case, we all took pictures of the white copper tantan. The colorful candles melt into the pearls and phoenixes, and the red flowers embrace the rhinoceros.

Children peek at wild bamboos and play with pears in the garden. When it comes to more adjustments, the team is divided into teams, and the reins are half leaning on the horse.

The master still follows the rules and slanders each other when he is young and arrogant. Langge Mingzhudai, deep rocks answer drums.

Youtan stopped singing Buddhist songs, and the smoke trees suddenly cried. Turning around the clear and empty mansion, the light contains peaches and plums.

The brilliant light conceals the toad and the rabbit, and the bright light conceals the rabbit. The heavy dew sinks into Danguo, and the rope moves to embrace the red silk.

I slept in my dreams at midnight, and fell into a coma at midnight. The algae are blooming, and the front is cold and the pelicans are naked.

The mysterious pearl is thrown into the red water, and every trace of it surges up and is lifted up. Jipu is covered with frost, and the high pavilion is covered with snow.

Cranes are released in the solitary mountain, and the deer park is frightened. The elms are white and golden at dawn, and the maples are blue and green {Yu Yi}.

The night light is still in knots, and the flowing fire is resurrected. The slanting Han leans towards the secluded Nagisa, and the cool clouds lock the green boudoir.

Yun came to the stage as a concubine, and E'e shadowed herself in the water. One after another, they take advantage of Luan tricks and sell Sui Ni in their spare time.

The people in Jinxin are cut apart, who can do it under the threat of the moon? The rhyme was borrowed from Wu Xian's score, and the singer composed the title.

Every family is beautiful on the east wall, remembering the Southern Qi Dynasty. The thoughts of cutting down trees are chattering, and the weaving of sweet potatoes is funny.

Yayi studied under Du Fu and was about to force Changli. Laughing is the way, knowing the hero is not the stream.

I like the new hair blade, but it is difficult to understand how to wear it. If you tie a good fish and throw it into the water, you will escape and become a gnat.

I prefer to pick calamus, and I like the eclectic taste. If you don't know the truth, you will come in with eyebrows raised, and you will live in a closed house with empty doubts.

The gods are in harmony with each other, but the leaves are still in the dark.

The Qi and shoulders are different, and the poems are completed and the hands are criticizing each other.

If you dare to climb a dragon and flutter your wings, you will be ashamed to kill a horse and run wildly. When you are tired of wandering, you can sing about fatigue, and when you are tired, you can sing simply.

If you are a friend, you can avoid it, but God will help you. It's just haze disease, why is it so lucky?

Accumulating incense and receiving rice happily, attacking jade and collecting {stones}. There are gulls and herons in the water, and turtles and turtles in the mountains.

Returning to the forest, there are stone teeth, but the grass is luxuriant. Looking back, I compete for the upper hand with pity, and the flying god plans to ascend to the throne.

The alliance between Shaowei and Wei has been decided, and he is hiding in the west of the Great Lakes. Tongzou Shitong tells the story of the Dukes' visit to the former site of Changchun Palace (four poems). Author: Wang Zhiduan spends his free time in writing and writing, surrounded by beautiful scenery in the suburbs.

Yuan and the other gentlemen wandered out of Chongyong. The rugged and clear stream is blocked, and the winding and secluded path leads to it.

The grass is green and the flowers are red. The wild scenery of the forest was a bit poor, so the Yuren Palace was built.

The sound of the luan and the sheng will never be heard, and the racing wheels will never come again. The foundation of the text is peeled off from the ruined site, and the curtains are shed from the corridor.

Because of the sorrow of the past, the people looked forward to hope. ¤ Zhongzhao made an appointment to visit Tiantai Yandang next year. He first presented his Xiaoyao clothes to Mr. Zhang. Author: Wang Shucheng. Fan Sheng made an appointment to go to Cuiwei, where he went to Tiantai Yandang for more than 10 days.

The crane feathers in the mountains fell into the fairy cloak, and the autumn wind gave me the free clothes. Clothes are used for leisurely travels, and songs are used to reward misty sentences.

The river sails sailed east and west yesterday, and the cave was dimly covered in smoke trees. Zhang Gong rode a donkey out of Mingbo, and the green hills burst out into a fairy house.

The secluded paths are confusing, and the cliffs are as dangerous as jade. In seven days, chaos begins, and a thousand years separate the world.

A deep orifice hanging gracefully. 7. Why are ancient folk houses in Sichuan called Linpan

Linpan in Western Sichuan

refers to the natural environment of farmyards and surrounding tall trees, bamboo forests, rivers and surrounding farmland in the plains and hilly areas of Chengdu. Integration creates a rural living environment form.

This historically formed rural living environment that integrates production, life and landscape is often called the "Western Sichuan Forest" in the Chengdu Plain. Usually, the surname (clan) is used as the settlement unit, which is distributed in a scattered manner and is a typical natural village in form. Small Linpans have only a few or a dozen households, while large Linpans can have hundreds of households. The forest is generally composed of a forest garden, a house and its surrounding cultivated land. The entire house is hidden among tall nan, cypress and other trees and low bamboo forests. Most of the forest is surrounded by water canals or passes through it, forming a dense forest surrounded by fertile fields. A pastoral picture of crowds, small bridges and flowing water. [1]

Linpan in western Sichuan originated from the ancient Shu civilization, took shape during the long immigration period, and has a history of thousands of years. It is widely distributed in southwest China, especially in the forest plate of the fan-shaped alluvial plain in western Sichuan. Chengdu is located in the birthplace of ancient Shu culture and has a long history and profound cultural heritage. During the long-term social and historical development process, the vast rural areas around Chengdu have formed dotted rural courtyards. These courtyard spaces are organically integrated with the surrounding natural environment such as tall trees, bamboo forests, rivers and surrounding cultivated land in the form of architectural entities, and ultimately constitute the The western Sichuan forest landscape with forests, water, houses and fields as its main elements forms the pastoral scenery of western Sichuan that is unique to the Chengdu Plain and unique in the country.

Linpan in Western Sichuan is a complex residential model that integrates production, life and landscape. Its lifestyle and architectural form have evolved into a cultural symbol deeply imprinted in Western Sichuan during the long-term historical accumulation. Among the folk customs. It is not only the carrier of farming culture in western Sichuan, but also the crystallization of civilization in the traditional farming era. This mode of production and life has a long history and is coordinated with the farming conditions, traditional farming methods and living needs of the Chengdu Plain, and plays an important role in maintaining the ecological environment of the Chengdu Plain.

Not for ancient residents 8. What are the poems describing mountains and forests?

1. The mountain wind blows through the forest, rustling as if there are people. ——"Twilight Autumn Mountain Trip" Tang Cen Shen

Translation: The autumn wind in the mountains blows into the empty woods, and the leaves rustle, as if someone has entered the forest.

2. It looks like a ridge from the side and a peak from the side, with different heights near and far. ——"Inscription on the Wall of the Western Forest" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

Translation: Looking at the rolling hills and towering peaks of Mount Lu from the front and side, looking at Mount Lu from a distance, near, high and low, you can see that Mount Lu presents various Different look.

3. Smoke spreads across the forest, mountains sink and shine in the distance, and bells and drums ring in the dusk. ——"Tianxiang·Smoke across the forest" He Zhu, Song Dynasty

Translation: Smoke shrouded the woods, the setting sun fell into the distant mountains, and the sound of bells and drums at dusk came intermittently.

4. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. ——"Dwelling in the Mountains in Autumn" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

Translation: The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain. Night falls and the air is cool, as if it has arrived in autumn.

5. Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again. The pine nuts are falling on the empty mountain, and the lonely people should not be sleeping. ——"Lu Chai" by Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty

Translation: The afterglow of the sun returned to the deep forest and shone on the moss in the forest.

Thinking that pine nuts are falling from the empty mountains at this moment, my friends who live in seclusion must not be asleep yet.

6. The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom. ——"Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Translation: In April in the human world, all the flowers have withered, but the peach blossoms in the ancient temples on the mountains have just begun to bloom.

7. The empty mountain is silent, and the shadows of the moon and water are sinking.

——"Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Picture of Autumn Coolness in the Western Mountains" Nalan Xingde, Qing Dynasty

Translation: Empty Mountain Fanbai, Water Moon Cave Sky, this worldly quiet mountain forest does not stir up a trace of worldly dust.

8. The flowers in the forest faded away in a hurry. Helplessly, the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening. ——"Happy Meeting" by Li Yu in the Five Dynasties

Translation: The red flowers in the woods have withered, and the flowers have bloomed and fallen. It has only been a few hours, but it was really too hasty. There is nothing we can do. How can the flowers withstand the desolation of the wind, cold rain and rain day and night?

9. The fallen leaves are all over the empty mountain, where can I find traces of whereabouts? ——"Send to the Taoist Priest in Quanjiao Mountain" by Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty

Translation: But the autumn leaves have fallen all over the empty mountain, where can I find your whereabouts?

10. The flat forest is woven with smoke in the desert, and the cold mountains are sad and green. ——"Bodhisattva Barbarian·Pinglin Desert Smoke is Like Weaving" Tang Li Bai

Translation: The smoke in the stretching woods in the distance is like textiles, the autumn cold mountains are like clothing belts, and the sad green color is eye-catching . Dusk entered the tall boudoir, and someone was worrying alone upstairs.