What are the ancient poems about fish?

Dai Shulun, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, once wrote, "The cool moon hangs on Liuwan like an eyebrow, and the more you look at it in the mirror, the peach blossoms rain in Lanxi in March, and carp come to the beach in the middle of the night."

Li Bai's "To Assistant Minister Cui" "Yellow River Three-Foot Carp, the original home. It failed, but it came back with all the fish. "

Zhang Tang Dynasty fisherman's song: "Before the egrets fly to the Cisai Mountain, there are many mandarin fish in peach blossoms and flowing water, green bamboo and bamboo, and there is no need to return in the oblique wind and drizzle."

In Wang Anshi's Fish in the Song Dynasty, "Cars sing around the shore and the water is about to open, and the fish chase each other and enjoy themselves. If no one enters the Lancang River, how can we know the vastness of the world? "

In Fan Chengda's Perch in Song Dynasty, "Orange ginger has squid, and west wind has four gills.". Cedar is crisp and greasy, except Songjiang. "

"Hankou Zhi Zhu Ci" Xu Youting of A Qing Dynasty "There is no need to be fastidious about food, people eat well in winter and moon, rice wine dumplings are good for midnight snack, and bream is fat and delicious."

Li Qunyu-Tangxin River

There are eight or nine leaves in the field, and green pools are dotted around. The bright green water is flat, and the round shade has covered the fish.

Duckweed can't cover up, it's weak and sparse. It grows at the bottom of the spring wave, but its heart is not relaxed.

Cheng Zheng-Tanglianqu

Brocade sand pond with pomegranate skirt, Bihu Caihe and Qingjiang River.

Fish and birds compete, and flowers and leaves are fragrant. I don't think brother ling is everywhere in the dusk of the week.

"Han Yuefu? Drinking horses in Great Wall Cave:

"The guests came from afar, but I left a pair of carp. Hu er cooks carp, and there is a book in it. " ...

The Book of Songs? Daya？ soul

The poem says: "The king is on the platform and jumps on the fish."

Zuo zhuan:

"In spring, the public will watch it like a fish watcher ... Chen Yu."

Hanshu? Geography ":

"When Bashu Guanghan, Qin thought the county had fertile land, fertile rivers, many wild fields, mountains and rivers, and less fruit. People eat rice and fish. They have been worried about their death for years. ”； Also, "Chu has the mercy of Jianghan, Chuanze and Linshan ... People eat fish and rice, fish, hunt and log, and fruits are all over clams, so there is often enough food."

Eight Notes on Yongzhou (Xiaoshitang) [Tang] Liu Zongyuan:

"There are hundreds of fish in the pond. They are all swimming in the air. The sun is clear, the shadow is on the stone, motionless and gone. They seem to be very happy with the tourists."

[Tang Fisherman] Liu Zongyuan:

"An old fisherman spent the night here. Under the cliff in the west, he dipped in pure water and made a bamboo fire. Then, at sunrise, he walked through the fog, leaving only the creak of his oars. In the green of the mountains and rivers, I turned around and saw the waves moving like from the sky, and the clouds on the cliff came one after another."

Autumn night in the mountains [Tang] Wang Wei:

"An empty mountain after the rain, standing in autumn in the evening, moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stone in the stream, bamboo whispering to the washerwoman who came home, lotus leaf yielding in front of the fishing boat, what does it matter that spring has passed, and you are here, oh, my friend's prince? ."

Answer to Deputy Governor Zhang (Tang) Wang Wei:

"With the passage of time, give me peace and get rid of 10,000 things. I ask myself and always answer, what is better than going home? The wind blows me, and the moon shines on my piano. You ask me good or bad luck? Listen, there is a fisherman singing on the lake! ."

Yu Gezi [Tang] Zhang:

"Before the egrets fly to Mount Cisai, peach blossoms and flowing water are rich in mandarin fish, green bamboo slips and green hemp fiber, so they don't have to return in the oblique wind and drizzle."

Yu Gezi [Tang] Zhang:

"The fishermen on the fishing platform are brown as fur and can sail in twos and threes. He can swim vertically, is used to riding the wind and waves, and never worries about the white waves of the Yangtze River. "

The Title of Xu Hun's Autumn Tour Tongmen Inn in the Late Tang Dynasty;

"Red leaves fluttered in the dusk, passing through the pavilion where I took the wine, the cracks in the clouds blew to Dahuashan, and the showers crossed the ridge in the middle. I could see the trees coloring the distant walls, I could hear the river looking for the sea, and I would arrive at the imperial city tomorrow, but I dreamed of woodcutter and fisherman."

"Treading on the Sand" [Song] Qin Guan:

"The fog is lost, and the moon is lost. Taoyuan is nowhere to be found. Just like a lonely pavilion in spring, the cuckoo falls in the sunset. Plum blossoms are sent with the post, and fish pass by. This hatred has no weight. Chen Qiang has the honor to travel all over Chen Shan, and for whom? "

"Fisherman" Lu You:

"There are two blue skies in Jinghu Lake and a glass boat. Dancing and sleeping are not immortals, but daffodils."

"Fisherman" Lu You:

"Clear mountains are dripping with green water, and fishing boats are scattered. They crossed the bridge in the north and broke the bridge in the south, and the tent was erected to make sails. "

"Huanxisha" [Northern Song Dynasty] Su Dongpo:

"Egrets fly on the side of Mount Cisse, the sails outside the scattered flower island are small, and there are many mandarin fish in peach blossoms."

It's hard to walk [Tang] Li Bai:

"I will sit on a fishing rod, lie lazily by the stream, suddenly get on a boat and spend the day."

"Jiangcun" [Tang] Du Fu:

"Qingjiang is a song that embraces the village. Everything in Longxiajiang Village is quiet. I have been dating seagulls in the water since I went to Liang. My wife cut the paper into a chess game, and my younger son knocked the needle into a hook. "

"Jiang Xue" Liu Zongyuan [Tang]:

"There are no birds in a hundred mountains, but there are no footprints in a thousand roads. A boat and a bamboo cloak, an old man is fishing in the cold Jiang Xue."

"Jiangcun is a matter" [Tang] Si Kongshu:

"If you don't tie the boat when you come back from fishing, Jiangcun will sleep at sunset. Even if it is blown away by the wind overnight, it will only be near the shallow water area of Huanghua. "

"Queqiao Fairy" [Southern Song Dynasty] Lu You:

"A romantic pole, a misty rain, home is on the water Diaoyutai. 4. If people are wrong, I am an unknown fisherman. "

"Daoqing" [Qing] Zheng Banqiao:

"The old fisherman has a fishing rod, leaning on the cliff inlet, and the boat is not bound."

Ask what love is in the world, only teach life and death. Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times. Have a good time, leave bitter, and there are more stupid children in the middle. It should be said that there are clouds in Wan Li and snow in Qian Shan. Who do you just want to go to? On Hengfen Road, the flute and drum were lonely, and the smoke was still dull. What's the point of evocation? The wind and rain in Shan Gui are dark. God is jealous, I don't believe it. Yinger and Yaner are loess. From generation to generation, I will leave them to poets, singing crazily, drinking loudly and visiting Qiu Yan.

Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.

I don't regret that my belt has widened, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

There is a silver lamp left tonight, and it may be a dream to meet.

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.

Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn waves, cold smoke on the waves.

Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.

Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.

Flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog.

Come in the middle of the night and leave at dawn.

Fan Zhongyan, a fisherman on the river

People come and go on the river,

But I like the beauty of perch.

Look at a boat,

In the storm.

The rockery imitates Mr. Wan Ling's body-ground tour.

Heap stones for hills and bury urns for pools.

Next to it is the negative salary path, and in the middle is the fishing nunnery.

The sound of the valley echoes the bells and drums, and the waves are scattered.

Sorry, I'm afraid it's in the south of Lushan Mountain.

On Dongting Lake, Prime Minister Alina Zhang Haoran.

Here is the lake in August, and heaven is an air.

Fog in Yungu and Menggu enveloped Yueyang City.

I want to cross the river very much, but I can't find a boat. I am lazier than you politicians. It's a shame.

I feel like a fish when I sit here and watch a fisherman throw a fish.

Arrive in Truman Li Shixing.

There is a cloud and mist in Truman Mountain, and people will learn from it in Jiangnan.

There are many varieties of wheat in the half-ridge quarry, and the garden trees still bloom all winter.

You can catch fish when the sea is warm, and you can take credit for the tide boat returning to the wine.

There are no ten rooms near the water, and nine people live by boat.

Chang Wang Anqiu Zhao Wei

Clouds and things are sad and clear, and the Han Palace moves in high autumn.

When the stars are broken, the flute touches the ground.

Purple flowers are half open, chrysanthemums are quiet, and red clothes are full of lotus worries.

Beautiful perch, empty wearing a southern crown to learn Chu prisoners.

Jiangnan Han Anonymous

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

Fish play in the lotus leaves, fish play in the lotus leaves,

Western fish play with lotus leaves, while southern fish play with lotus leaves.

Fish are playing with lotus leaves in the north.

Dead fish crossing the river crying Han anonymous

Dead fish are crying across the river,

When do you repent?

Write a book, write a book,

Teach each other to be careful.

It means Yan Shu.

The tanker is gone, and there is no trace of Xia Yun.

Pear flower courtyard melts the moon, and the catkin pond has a faint wind.

After a few days of loneliness and injury, smoking was banned in the small office.

Fish books are posted, and water is far away and mountains are long.

Climb Yanshan Mountain with my friend Meng Haoran.

And secular things take turns, ancient, modern, back and forth.

The splendor of rivers and mountains remains unchanged and can still be seen from this path.

A fishing boat sank by the waterfall, and the air became colder, deep in the valley.

The sheep tablet is still there, and we all cried when we read the words.

Meng Haoran, deer gate nocturne

The bell of the mountain temple rings in the daytime, and the fish beam is crossing.

People came to Jiangcun along the beach, and I also went to Lumen Mountain by boat.

Soon, the dim moonlight penetrated the misty trees, and before I knew it, I came to an ancient seclusion.

Thatched doors, pine paths, loneliness and tranquility, where hermits live and move, never need companions.

Yugezizhang

The fisherman and the grasshopper returned to their homes in the East in Ruoxi Bay. Snow on the river, wind blowing on my face, wearing clothes with a smile.

Du Fu in Huanxisha

According to the deep red sun, I can see fish, even the village is green and black, and the yellow children get together at night.

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.

Elegy of Wu Wu

Life is separated from Wan Li, just a sad parting.

What happened to you alone? Mountains are not mountains, and water is not water.

Life is not life, death is not death. 13 study classics and history,

Wan Qi, a poet born in Jiangnan, is very attractive.

The blue flies on the white wall are despised. Once you are bound, it is difficult to take care of yourself.

How can the people rely on the fact that they have never been stuck in traffic jams and broken luggage and sent officials to tears?

He's still worried about not coming home. I'm sure it's over. In August, it began to snow in Longsha.

Camels have no ears, and bones pass through the battle base.

There are few people who haven't sailed across the Heihe River. There are tigers before, and there are pale behind.

Living like an ant in a cave, a big fish can't see its tail like a mountain,

Zhang Wei is the wind and the rain, and the sun and the moon fall to the bottom of the sea.

Meet half a ghost during the day. What a pity!

When a person is born, he is smart and cautious, but Cang Xie cries well at night.

Suffering only begins with reading, don't you understand, Wu!

Zheng Guangzu in Dream of the Moon

My fur dust is on the saddle, my whip is tired, reeds are swaying, my bow and arrow rustle, all the way into the mist, moving my arms, the west wind and millet, autumn water and the old tree in the west of Western jackdaw, three lines and two lines, written vividly in the sky, geese fall on the flat sand, the west side of the curved bank, the fishing net next to the inlet, the east wall of the broken bridge and the bamboo fence next to the mountain.