Huangshi Cihu Poems

The poem about Huangshi is 1 Huangshi's scenery idioms describe it.

The breeze is blowing gently and the sun is shining.

with the breeze gently blowing and the sun shining

[Interpretation] Harmony: softness; Gentle. A gentle breeze; The sun is shining. Describe sunny weather.

[Language] Tang anonymous "Sentence": "The wind is warm and the day is warm; Rain and smoke don't look up. " Tang Cen Can's "Two Poems of Mountain Living in Spring": "The wind is warm and the spring is warm; Shoot butterflies and swim bees into the room. " Qing Wu Ren Jian's History of Pain: "It's sunny, sunny; Numerous officials; Come to pay homage. "

[Pronunciation] and; You can't pronounce "huó".

[Shape discrimination] and; Can't write "he".

Beautiful weather, beautiful weather.

The wind and rain are like rain and gloomy.

[Usage] When used as a predicate; There are always words as subjects in front of time and place; Such as "Today", "National Day" and "Here". Generally used as predicate, attribute and clause.

[Structure] Combined type.

[Example] This is a Sunday. We came to the Summer Palace.

2. Huangshi landscape poems

Night parking by the Maple Bridge-[Tang] On a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps in the fire.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. [Tang] The grass outside Du Mu Changzhou Garden is rustling, but walking around the city is leisurely.

Just don't forget this time, misty rain crossed the maple bridge at dusk. Su Fengqiao-[Song] Seven years of land travel, the guest pillow is still midnight.

Don't sigh, Bashan is still a thousand times heavier. Leave friends in the west of the city after crossing the Fengqiao Bridge-[Ming] Xie Jin bothers you, you are far away from me, you are too generous, thinking about how lonely I am.

The ancestral account urges western poetry, and the postal kiosk is full of wine. The ship moved and shot near dusk, and the road turned to the green trees in Jiangcun.

Remember tonight's parting place, the crow season crosses the Maple Bridge. Recalling Jiangnan-Suzhou, Zhou Shoujuan is good, and the ancient temple says Hanshan.

Shui Bo Qiao Feng fell asleep, the bell rang at dawn, and the night was long. Song of Qiao Feng sent Wu Xiu to Jinling-[Ming] Xie Jinjun went to Taihu Lake without seeing the water.

Surround the west of Greentown and ask how beautiful the land is. Terraced pavilions invaded Yun Qi, looking at people's semi-waterfront.

Singing and dancing by the water, the spring scenery is invincible, and the sails under the bridge stop like ants. There is a road connecting Jinling, and every time you come to the bridge, you will walk on it.

The bell of the mountain temple knows midnight, and the fishing village sees lights at sunset. Today, however, I treated Wu Gongzi and understood my golden mink.

There are sails hanging outside Cheung Chau Garden, and the clothes are covered with hills and hills. Evening smoke and autumn rain are good for sorrow, and parting is uncertain.

The past should be the present, and people today still have to learn from others. Seeing the long dried flowers, you are homesick again.

Canglang Pavilion-[Song] Ouyang Xiuzi sent me Canglang Song and invited me to write Canglang Wen. Bibo has invisible scenery, which makes me look east and relax.

The wild water in the barren bay is ancient in meteorology and supreme in Cui Lin. Hsinchu adds a summer shadow, and old flowers make a big fuss about the beauty of spring.

Waterbirds are busy in their spare time, while mountain birds are chatting with each other day and night. I don't know how prosperous this place is, but the trees look pale.

Not far, although I didn't get a chance to come. Qiong Qi is very strange. He looks like a child, looking for a hidden fairy.

At first, I found a hidden way. I looked at the infinite side of the world. The wind is high and the moon is white, the most suitable night, and a piece of jade-like stone is spread all over the sky.

Clear light does not distinguish between water and moon, and the sky is blue. The breeze and bright moon are priceless, but only 40 thousand yuan.

I also suspect that the world is begging for peace, and a strong person should pity the gaunt sky. In ancient times, Yan Yi also had its own way, and the rivers and lakes were choppy.

If you want to get rid of the bumpy road, you must try your best. I'm afraid the boat is drifting, the red and green waves are shaking and sleeping.

When the husband is abandoned, new poetry and new wine talk about poor years. Although the layman can't come, don't cherish the good story of human transmission.

On the Canglang Pool-[Ming] Ten acres of Liu Yin Pool, once sung by the ancients. The spring breeze is still blowing Fan Du, and there is no sunset in the past.

The accumulated rain is broken by time, and the fish jump together in the evening. However, I feel that the rivers and lakes are close and I want to go with the wild spirit.

Night Tour of Xiwuqiu Temple-[Tang] Bai Juyi was bored with Qiu Xi Temple and was in a leisurely mood. The ship turned to Yundao, and the smoke rose from the pavilion.

Passers-by, the shadow of pine trees, the white moon wave at the door. The fish jumped up and grabbed the candle, and the ape screamed.

The swaying double red beams are graceful. Fragrant flowers help Luo Qi, but Zhong Fan is excused.

How long will it take to lead the county and how many mountains will it take? Twelve degrees a year, no more, no less. Thousands of people sit-[Tang] Jia Dao sits with thousands of people, showing a hundred feet of pine.

Bichi hide the sword, Cold Current Hidden Dragon. Tiger Hill-[Song] When Su Shi entered the customs, there was no flat land, and the slate passed by the thin ridge.

Evil wind produces gullies, and old trees plunge into pools and wells. Zhan Lu to see who, colchicine light.

Iron flowers show the rock wall, and killing frogs is forbidden. You were born in court, and you are stubborn.

I didn't believe it then. Alien service is fierce.

After Hu Wei was 100 years old, gods and ghosts galloped with each other. When readers suddenly left a clear poem, they choked with sadness.

There are beautiful reasons in Dongxuan, and there are thousands of hectares of clouds in Shui Li. Looking at creatures, the spring is chilly.

I have nothing to do. In the early stage of turning over, the magpie was worried about the kite squatting.

Sit and watch the fish and firewood return, and the crescent moon and creek shadow. If you realize that you are good, you can go back to the field and ask.

Tiger Hill-[Ming] Yunyan, Wen Zhiming, April, wild ponds open, countless shade covered with green moss. I don't think it's too close to the country, so I will come to the stage to chat with the guests in spring.

Does anyone know Fangfen's real mother? Shuipin was once visited by Lu Yu. The road is full of smoke and wind, and Xu Wei's wine boat returns in the middle of the month.

You Lin Ga Temple-[Tang] Bai Juyi You Lin Ga Temple [Tang] Bai Juyi You Siyi Peak and rest at Lin Ga Temple in the evening; Shui said that although she is old, her physical strength will fail when she goes up the mountain. Every Zen guest asks questions and sits on a fishing boat to think for himself; If an official has been in the East for fifteen years, it is neither too early nor too late to be dismissed.

"Returning to Shihu at the First Time"-[Song] Fan Chengda Xiaowu went to Bi Baking, and the west bank of Hengtang crossed the east; Pedestrians smell of rice and flowers and stay in the leaves of Heron Lake. I believe you can know the way home. When you are shocked, you will recognize your neighbors. Stay in Suzhou Jiang's complex garden and write an inscription for the host-[Qing] Yuanmei Baimen hangs a new bamboo crown, not to be an official for loving plum blossoms.

Today, the famous garden is late, and Wanxiang Snow lights up to see it. Put a bamboo bed for convenience, just in the dark.

The owner of the invasion can't find it, and cold smoke with gull ya. Spring rain drips everywhere, and dreams on spring nights are short and frequent.

Silver glitters, red bamboo windows ring, and cranes come at midnight. The light green belt is full of rolls, and the puppy is in the town.

I only live with my family, borrow mountains and books. The green sill is red and the column is curved, and the begonia is rainy near Qingming.

Half a pool of snow Ji water is slightly green, sitting and watching spring grass grow in the study hall. The pavilion is lonely and easy to set, and the pagoda golden mud shoots the sunset.

Whenever fine smoke is born on the water, birds crow out partition flowers at night. The master of green hills is kind, and parting can teach the soul.

I have only enjoyed it for a few nights. This is a 28-character grass rustling outside Changzhou Garden, but it is a long time around the city.

Just don't forget this time, misty rain crossed the maple bridge at dusk.