What are the lyric poems for borrowing scenery?

Poetry is a lyrical literary genre. Because the creation of China's classical poems is very subtle and concise, poets usually don't express their feelings directly, so borrowing scenery to express their feelings has become the most commonly used writing technique for poets. The following are the lyrics I compiled for you, welcome to refer to ~

An autumn night in the mountains.

Don

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.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

Autumn serenade

Don

At the beginning of the month, the moon rises, the autumn tea is thin, and the thin silk gown does not change clothes.

The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep.

Midnight Qiu Ge

Tang Libai

There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there.

The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border.

When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?

A night berth near Fengqiao.

Tang zhangji

Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

Thoughts?in?the?Still?of?the?Night

Tang Libai

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

Wang Yue

Don du fu

What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.

The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.

Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. ..

Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.

Yulinling

Song Liu Yong

The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped.

All the accounts are in no mood. Where I miss, the blue boat is ruined.

Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.

I miss thousands of miles of smoke and waves and sink into the sky at dusk.

Since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even more worthy of being left out in the cold.

Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.

This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.

Customs are strange, who to talk to.

Boarded Guazhou

Wang Song Anshi

Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.

The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?

Prelude to Water Melody

Song sushi

When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance.

I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time.

I want to go home by wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu.

It's too cold up there.

Dance to find the shadow, what is it like!

The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.

The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs.

This matter is ancient and difficult to complete.

I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.

Chunjiang moonlit night

Don Zhang Xu Ruo

Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide.

Going with the flow for thousands of miles, where is there no moonlight by the river?

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.

Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.

There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.

Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?

Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiangyue is only similar year after year;

I want to know who Jiang Yue treats. But see the Yangtze River send water.

The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss.

Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?

Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.

The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.

At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.

Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.

Last night, I did nothing in Tan Meng, but poor Chunban didn't show off.

In spring, the river flows away and the moon falls on the river.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.

I wonder how many people will return every month. The falling moon shook the trees by the river.

Message from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang.

Tang Meng Hao ran

The autumn water rises and almost blends with the shore, mixing water and sky with the sky.

Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.

I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age.

Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.