Five-character sail poem

Du Fu

Birds know the old road when they live and sail over their homes. Six quatrains are six.

Xie Qian

At the beginning of the sail, Peng Yun angered her wings. Jiang Hangyou 100 has 23 untitled songs.

OARS (1) slow light waves, sail blank clouds. Jiang Xing has 165 untitled songs.

Song dynasty; surname

Fang Yue

The lights are cold in the snow in Yuelu Mountain, and the sails are full of Xiangjiang Spring. Send uncle Hu to Shaoyang No.1 Middle School with the rhyme of life five horses and laurels.

Liu Kezhuang

Out of the sea, there are no mountains, only days. Five of the Ten Wonders of Rivers

Xu Shang

The river god has repeatedly benefited, and the sails borrowed the wind. Hua Ting Bai Yong qi Shi San Yu Tang

Yang Mo

Sail * * * the sky is far away, and the floor view is flat. Runzhou

Xu fu

Sails sail all over the mountains, and rivers flow into fog. Qingyi building

Yuan dynasty (1206- 1368)

Dingfu

Sail and build water, and people go to Yuzhangtai. Send monks back to the flood.

Sadulla

The official ship is north and south, and the sail shadow hangs a new sunny day. Crossing Gaoyou Sheyang Lake, the fourth miscellaneous chant

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Qu huairui

Sails belong to other countries, but they recognize Jinjiang Cloud. The fifth of Sha Tou's six miscellaneous poems

Natalie

It's freezing in the cold night and sailing on the moon. . the Tang Dynasty

Du Fu

Birds know the old road when they live and sail over their homes. Six quatrains are six.

Xie Qian

At the beginning of the sail, Peng Yun angered her wings. Jiang Hangyou 100 has 23 untitled songs.

OARS (1) slow light waves, sail blank clouds. Jiang Xing has 165 untitled songs.

Song dynasty; surname

Fang Yue

The lights are cold in the snow in Yuelu Mountain, and the sails are full of Xiangjiang Spring. Send uncle Hu to Shaoyang No.1 Middle School with the rhyme of life five horses and laurels.

Liu Kezhuang

Out of the sea, there are no mountains, only days. Five of the Ten Wonders of Rivers

Xu Shang

The river god has repeatedly benefited, and the sails borrowed the wind. Hua Ting Bai Yong qi Shi San Yu Tang

Yang Mo

Sail * * * the sky is far away, and the floor view is flat. Runzhou

Xu fu

Sails sail all over the mountains, and rivers flow into fog. Qingyi building

Yuan dynasty (1206- 1368)

Dingfu

Sail and build water, and people go to Yuzhangtai. Send monks back to the flood.

Sadulla

The official ship is north and south, and the sail shadow hangs a new sunny day. Crossing Gaoyou Sheyang Lake, the fourth miscellaneous chant

bright

Qu huairui

Sails belong to other countries, but they recognize Jinjiang Cloud. The fifth of Sha Tou's six miscellaneous poems

Natalie

It's freezing in the cold night and sailing on the moon. On autumn night, there is a song dedicated to travelers on the river. The second rhyme is how wide the world is and how close the trees are to heaven. A man from the Tang Dynasty is close to the river in the sky.

Pukou lights are flickering, and the mountains in front of the sails are far and near. In autumn night, there is a song dedicated to travelers on the river. How wide the sky is, how close the trees are, how close the sky is, how close the sky is and how close the moon is in a Tang Dynasty, which is rhyme nine.

Chen Bangyan

The sail shadow is still far away at night, and the mountain doesn't start until noon. On the river

Chen Xianzhang

Sail back to the sea and hang the iron bridge tree. The second question is Fan.

Fan Lu

Spring water moves slightly, and a foreign land is in front of the sail. Xiaofa

a surname

Gulls fly out of sight, sails turn back. Datong misty rain

Wei Xu

I can't bear to see the pavilion, and the pavilion is late. Friends painted eight scenes to send Mr Ma to Anfosso and showed him a pavilion.

Hua Yuan

It's raining, sails are flying and trees are flying. Six out of ten ponds in the ancient Yushan Garden sing its four lakes and mountains.

Gu Qing

The shore is wider than Shan Yu, and the sails are lighter than the breeze. Bamboo sail of Guixing 12th Road in Nancun

journey

The sails are endless, and Jiang Sheng can't go back. Jinshan No.7 sang the second wonderful platform.

Li minbiao

The wind is hidden and the sails are full of stars at night. Jiang Xing Yi Yi

Late Ming and early Qing dynasty

Qu dajun

The sail was low, blowing against the tree and passing by my flower pavilion. Hundred flowers garden comes second.

A trickle flows through the tide head, and the sail is low and often crosses the bridge. Bitang Village is the first scene.

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Don

The treetops stand in the fog, and the sails drift with the tide. Wujiang boat is the second ship.

Cao weiwen

Sail and hang the Qingjiang River, and the sky is autumn water. On board

Dai Heng

The sky and the river are the same, and the sails are coming. Seventeen titles in the album (Part IV)

Late Qing dynasty and early Republic of China

Caojiada

If you can't see the lake, the sail will be gone. Send Xu Qingfu to Lu Xu.

Modern Times

Form an alliance

Cut through Sanzhou Road and sail day will pass. One hundred and thirty poems about history, fourteen of which are Li's.

Xie Longsheng

On the Yangtze River in the evening, sailing is an expedition. The second of the four rivers.

2. Ancient poems about sailing Tang Du Fu knows the old road by bird habitat, who is the night voyage.

There are six quatrains, six of which are six. At the beginning of the sail wing, Peng Yun got angry. There are 100 untitled songs on the river, 23 oars are slow and light, and the sails are blank.

Untitled hundred rivers, its sixty-five lanterns are cold and snowy in Yuelu Mountain, and the sails are full of Xiangjiang Spring. With the charm of life, Wu Magui was not invaded by two hairs, and Hu Shou was sent to Shaoyang. First, Liu Kezhuang set sail to help Xu Kou. There are no mountains, only days.

The fifth of the ten landscapes of Jiangguan Road. The river god promised merchants many benefits, and the sails borrowed the wind. Huating's thirty-seven Yutang Yang is * * * far away from the sky, with a flat view of the building.

Xufu in Runzhou sails far away, and the river flows into fog. Qingyi Building Ding Yuan sails again to open Jianye Water, and people go to Yuzhangtai.

Send the monk back to the Hongsa Dula official ship in the north and south, and the sail shadow will hang a new sunny day. I crossed Gaoyou Sheyang Lake, got pregnant with Fan Rui, passed through Siming District, and returned to my hometown, but I only recognized Jinjiang Cloud.

There are six miscellaneous poems in Shatou, five of which are Zhang Xuanjiang's cold nights, and the sails are sailing on the moon. On autumn nights, there is a song dedicated to travelers on the river. How wide the sky is, how close the trees are, how close the sky is, how close the sky is and how close the moon is in a Tang Dynasty. Secondly, the lights in Pukou are flickering, and the mountains are far and near before the sail.

On autumn nights, there is a song dedicated to tourists traveling on the river. How wide the sky is, how close the trees are, how close the sky is, how close the sky is and how close the moon is in a Tang Dynasty. In Chen Bangyan, the sails are still far away at night, and the mountains will only open at noon. On the river, Chen Xianzhang sailed back to the sea with an iron bridge tree hanging on the sail.

The second fan is a fan, the spring water moves slightly, and a foreign land is in front of the sail. Xiao Fazheng's seagulls disappeared and the sails turned back.

In the misty rain of Datong, Xu Wei couldn't bear to look up at the pavilion, and the pavilion sailed late. Friends painted eight scenes to send Mr. Ma to Anfosso, one of which was overlooking the pavilion. Yuan Hualan began to rain, the sails flew to the trees and the wind blew.

Six-tenths of the pool in the ancient Yushan Garden sings about its four lakes and mountains, Gu Qing 'an adds Shan Yu's breadth, and the sail sends the breeze lightly. Nancun belongs to Xing, and the second is Lu Zhufan. Cheng sails endlessly and can't go back.

The second wonderful platform, the Seven Chants of Jinshan, is the dining table of the Li people. The wind is hidden and the wind is rising, and the sails are flowing at night. In the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, Qu Dajun sailed low to brush the trees and passed my Huanhua Pavilion.

Baihua Garden is the second one. The water is thin and tidal, the sail is low and the bridge crosses repeatedly. The scene of Bitang Village is clear. The tops of Tang trees stand in the fog, and the sails move with the waves.

Cao Weiwen Fan, two boats in Wujiang River, hanging on Qingjiang River. In the boat, Dai Hengjiang is in the sky, and the sail is coming.

Seventeen picture books, the fourth, Cao Jiada failed to see the lake in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China. Send Xu back to modern Lian Heng to dig through Sanzhou Road, and the sail goes by day by day.

One hundred and thirty poems about history, including fourteen. Xie Long and Li rose to the Yangtze River in the evening and set sail. Jiang Xing is the second of four people.

3. The ancient poems about the autumn sail are sentimental and compassionate since ancient times, and it is even worse to ignore the clear autumn festival. -Liu Yong's Lin Yuling

The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, the grass and trees shake the frost, and the geese go south. -Cao Pi's Ge Yanxing

The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rough. -Cao Cao's "Looking at the Sea".

Wan Li mourned the autumn for a long time, and with my hundred years of sorrow, he climbed this height alone. -Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain.

In August and autumn, the wind roared and rolled me and my triple grass.

In an instant, the wind will set the color of clouds and ink, and the desert will turn dark in autumn. -Du Fu's "The Hut Was Blown by Autumn Wind"

Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say autumn moon is better than spring dynasty. -Liu Yuxi's Autumn Poems

In autumn, the horn rang all over the sky, and the fat of Yan condensed into purple at night. -Li He's Wild Goose Gate

There is nothing to say when you go to the west building alone, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locks the autumn in the deep courtyard.

The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown.

4. Who knows the poem about "sail"? Farewell to Meng Haoran On the way to Yangzhou, Li Bai sailed alone, the blue mountains were exhausted, and only the Yangtze River flowed in the sky.

Looking at Tianmen Mountain in the distance, the green hills on both sides of Li Bai face each other and sail alone. Next stop at Beibao Mountain and look at Wan Li, until the banks widen at low tide, and there is no wind to stir my sails.

The first time I enjoyed Lotte Yangzhou, I presented Liu Yuxi and Qian Fan at the shipwreck, and Wan Muchun at the sick tree. Recall that after Wu, Jia Dao and Fujian set sail, Toad lost the last contact.

In spring, when I went to Zheng Sixiao, I knew where the solitary sail was going, and the smoke in Liutang was unclear. He was heartbroken in Baipingzhou when he remembered that Wen from Jiangnan had never been there.

On the second trip to Yueyang, Cao Ye, a relative in Beijing, returned to Chuze one by one, and his soul followed the flowing water to Qinchuan. In August, the Yangtze River is calm and the sails are light with the wind.

It's hard to go to Li Bai. One day I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight and cross the deep sea. "Night Sleeping Cow White" Tomorrow, I will raise my sails and leave the leaves behind.

Li Shangyin, the spring breeze of Sui Palace, cut the palace brocade all over the country, making half a barrier and half a sail. In those days, Wang Nangui was sent home, but now the Yangtze River is far away, the five lakes are shining, and the sunset is spring.

Sleeping at Wuchang, Lulun and Hanyang Wall in the distance is another day of sailing alone. Fan Jiang Ye Luo hates hoofed wheels, and ferries sail very frequently.

Meng Haoran, I'm going forward. I cried until my tears ran out, and I saw a ship in the distant sky. Looking at Chu Tianchang by Sunlight Fairy River in Huanxisha.

My eyes followed the swan goose until his figure disappeared in the distance. Sun Guangxian of Jinmen, leaving lightly, threw happily, and the river was full of sails and surging.

Send, Wei, your wet sail is dragging, and the shadow bird slowly flies to the sunset rain. At dusk, I parked in the new area, closed my sails near Huaizhen and found a small harbor.