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Poetry about the suburbs

1. The poem describing the suburbs describes the scenery of the suburbs in autumn like this:

1. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a meaningful book.

2. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening.

Guibo was born with a little dew in autumn, but Luo Qing was thin and never changed his clothes.

4. A cold orange pomelo and an old phoenix tree in autumn.

First, seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a book.

1. Original poem: Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City, I want a writer to write a book. When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.

2. Source: Qiu Si Zhang Ji

3. Interpretation: The annual autumn wind has blown into Luoyang City. I wonder what happened to my relatives in my hometown? Write a letter from home to greet peace. There are so many things to say and I don't know where to start. The letter has been written, but I'm afraid I haven't finished what I want to say in a hurry; When the messenger set out, he opened the envelope and returned it to him.

Second, the empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening.

1. Source: an autumn night in the mountains, Wang Wei.

2. The original poem; 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.

3. Interpretation: The mountain that has just rained is particularly empty, and the weather at dusk is slightly cool. The bright moonlight shines in the middle of the pine forest; Clear spring water gurgles through the cracks in the rocks. When the washerwoman came home, there was a burst of laughter in the bamboo forest; Lotus is trembling. It's a fishing boat walking. Let the fragrance of flowers and plants disappear in spring, but the autumn colors in the mountains are the reason why I stay forever.

Third, Guidi Qiusheng is slightly exposed, light and thin, and does not change clothes.

1. Source: Autumn Night Tang Wangya

2. The original poem: Gui Bosheng has a slight autumn dew, and Luo has lost weight and has not changed his clothes. The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep. Wang Wei's Autumn Nocturne

3. Interpretation: The moon rises and the autumn dew is thin, so I don't change my clothes without wearing thin clothes. 62616964757A 68696416fe59b9e7ad943133365653935 I was full of affection for Yinzheng for a long night, and I was afraid of being alone and couldn't bear to go into the house.

Fourth, the people are cold oranges and pomelo, and autumn is the old phoenix tree.

1. Source: Qiu Deng, Xie Tiao North Building, Xuancheng, Li Bai.

2. Original poem: In the picturesque Jiangcheng, the mountains look at the clear sky. The rain caught the mirror and the rainbow fell on the double bridge. Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old. Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie?

The beauty of Xuancheng is like a painting. Standing in the north building of Yanglingshan at night, watching the clear sky at night. Wanxi and Juxi streams are clear, and the arches of the second bridge of Fenghuang and Jichuan form a circle with the reflection in the water, like a mirror and a rainbow across the stream. The smoke from the kitchen chimney curled into the orange pomelo forest, adding a chill; Autumn is thick, and the leaves of buttonwood are orange. Who would have thought that in this north building, there are people who miss the poet Xie Tiao in the autumn wind?

2. Ancient poetry in the suburbs in late spring and March, the grass grows in the south of the Yangtze River, the peanut trees are mixed, and the warblers fly around.

Weeds and flowers beside Suzaku Bridge,

The sun sets at the entrance of Wuyi Lane.

(Liu Yuxi's Wuyi Lane)

At sunrise, the river flowers win the fire,

This river is as green as blue in spring.

(Bai Juyi: "Recalling Jiangnan")

After the flowers are collected into honey,

Hard for whom, sweet for whom.

(Luo Yin's "Bees")

Plums are golden, apricots are fat,

The wheat is gray and the cauliflower is thin.

(Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous")

Dawn sees saturated red;

Flowers weigh heavily on Jinguan City.

(Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")

The bamboo path there leads to the seclusion,

Branches and flowers to a Buddhist retreat.

(Chang Jian: "Zen Forest after Breaking Mountain Temple")

Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers,

Thousands of flowers crushed the branches.

(Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")

From a pot of wine among the flowers,

I drink alone. No one is with me.

(Li Bai: "Drinking the Moon Alone")

Thousands of miles away, the cool color is in the distance,

A boat is moored in the depths of reed flowers.

The flute is in the Moon Building.

(Li Yu's "Looking at Jiangnan II")

In fact, it is said that Tianjia is delicious.

Rice fragrance lags behind carp fat.

(Zhu Fengxiang's Leisure in the Country)

After having a good time, we rowed home.

Mistaken into the depths of lotus root.

(Li Qingzhao's dream)

It's autumn, nobody cares,

It is half reed flower and half Polygonum flower.

(Huang Geng's "Jiangcun is a thing")

3. What poems describe the "suburbs"?

Tang Dynasty: Wang Bo

East Garden weeping willow path, west weir falling flower Tianjin.

Looking for March, the scenery is absolutely adjacent.

Birds fly to the village to get sleepy, and fish play in the water to know spring.

Chuqingshan's yard is noisy there.

Visiting the suburbs of Liangzhou (it was Judge's Day at that time, made in Liangzhou)

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

There are only three families in the wild, and there are even fewer neighbors in the border village. Dance in accordance with the club, flute and drum with Tian Shen.

Sprinkle wine on dogs, burn incense and worship firewood. Witches dance many times, and stockings make their own dust.

Seeing guests off in spring (seeing them off in the suburbs on a dark day in March)

Tang dynasty: harmony in it

No wild patrol action, send you to the spring. When you come next spring, don't be strange.

Give it to Yin Da, the assistant minister in the suburbs.

Tang Dynasty: Li Deyu

Don't hide in high autumn, idle forest likes to retreat. The old farmer contended for the seat, and the little boy took the hoe.

The bamboo path is hard to ride home, and the fairy boat gives it. Tao Jingjie, I'm afraid I only love my family.

Zhong Ling Cold Food Festival strolls around the suburbs.

Tang Dynasty: Cao Song

There are many kinds of customs in the poor season, and apricot porridge smells like cold.

Helpless, the spring breeze loses the old fire, and people call it mountain cherry.

Send Yan Shi back to Taiwan on the outskirts of Youping, Lu Shi.

Tang Dynasty: Jiao Ran

Stay and fly, away from the pavilion grass. Baitai is a guest today, and bamboo is an old class.

As the sun sets, there is water in the east, cold in the west and mountains far away. The ancient river is divided into Wang Chu, and the residual willow enters Sui Pass.

Love is always accumulated, and I am not idle when I return to the porch. Chen Fang leaned against the door, and it was still spring.

Cold food suburb

Tang Dynasty: Guan Xiu

Cold food will be my home, and I will follow the stone. Bury flowers and drink wine, and the birds sing.

White water over weeds, new clouds out of low fog. I can't bear to look back. My home is in the west of Song Chi.

4. Poet who describes a spring outing: Zhu Shengri seeks the fragrance of Surabaya, and the vast scenery is new for a while.

Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere. Zhongshan in the poem 1. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) 2. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan: In the Lodge of Herons) 3. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see a small landscape of the mountains. (Du Fu: Wang Yue) 4. The country has broken mountains and rivers, and spring grass is deeper than the city. Du Fu: Spring Watch is in the infinite haze of a sea of clouds. (Li Bai: Guan Shanyue). Never tire of seeing it, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain) 8. Beans are planted in Nanshan, with more grass and fewer bean seedlings. (Tao Yuanming: Returning to the Garden) 9. Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east. (Xin Qiji: Bodhisattva Xia? Book Jiangxi made a mouth wall) 10. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only on this mountain. The water in the poem is 1. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs? Jia Jian (Chapter 1): The water of Nanhua Bridge is shallow and clear, and the flowers are different in rhyme.

Friends invited them to visit the suburbs, and colorful butterflies seemed to bloom among the flowers. The grass beside the embankment is full of spring, and the wheat seedlings are full of homesickness.

Look up at the kite, dance with the clouds, and the sunset is warm. Chapter II: Little Shan Ye, outing is rare, leisure rights are relaxed, and outing reflects sunshine and symbolizes harmony.

The peaks and turns are lush. Ling towering into the sky.

The sound of nature is intoxicating, and the breeze gently blows over the face, making people homesick. Sorry about the scenery as soon as possible.

When I come back, I will still dream of meeting again. Chapter 3: Like a dream, outings often make shops sleepy, bored and lonely.

On the West Lake Mountain in Linmao, tourists are weaving and rubbing shoulders. Look down, look down, picturesque.

5. Poems describing spring outing

Author: Zhu

Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new.

Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.

Shi Zhongshan

1. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue)

2. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan: At Lusu)

3. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky ... (Du Fu: Looking at Yue)

Although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)

There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. (Wang Wei: Chai Lu)

6. The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. (Li Bai: "Guan Shanyue")

7. Never tire of seeing it, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain)

8. Beans are planted in Nanshan, and the grass is full of beans. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)

9. Castle Peak cannot be covered, after all, it flows eastward. (Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva Xia? Book Jiangxi stoma wall "))

10. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only on this mountain. (Su Shi: Title Xilin Wall)

Water in poetry

1. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs? Jia Jian ")

Article 1: outing

Nanhua Bridge is shallow and clear, with different rhymes of flowers.

Friends invited them to visit the suburbs, and colorful butterflies seemed to bloom among the flowers.

The grass beside the embankment is full of spring, and the wheat seedlings are full of homesickness.

Look up at the kite, dance with the clouds, and the sunset is warm.

Chapter 2: Konakayama outing.

It is rare to relax the right to leisure, and the trip reflects sunshine and symbolizes harmony.

The peaks and turns are lush. Ling towering into the sky.

The sound of nature is intoxicating, and the breeze gently blows over the face, making people homesick.

Sorry about the scenery as soon as possible. When I come back, I will still dream of meeting again.

Chapter 3: Dreaming, outing

I'm always afraid to stay in the shop. I feel bored and lonely.

On the West Lake Mountain in Linmao, tourists are weaving and rubbing shoulders.

Look down, look down, picturesque.

6. A poem describing the scenery in the suburbs in autumn-autumn rain-tall buildings yearn for dusk, and there is rustling rain on the leaves of airplanes.

Autumn night-in my sleep, the autumn sound is nowhere to be found, and the leaves are full of steps. Autumn sound-I didn't feel the dream of spring grass in the pond, but the leaves in front of the steps had autumn sound.

Autumn leaves-the wind blows bamboo in the middle of the night, and all the leaves are hate. Autumn color-the rain invades the urn and the new moss is green, and the autumn leaves are red when entering the cross forest.

Autumn moon-the moonlight is flooded and the emptiness echoes. Autumn chrysanthemum-it is better to die holding incense in the branches than to be blown down in the north wind.

Wan Li, an old friend, has never been heard from, and plans to ask Jiangtou to break the flood. Autumn sorrow-don't say that you are always idle, and write clear sorrow every night.

Autumn is prosperous-the west wind blows all over the lake leaves, and it is unique to change your autumn clothes for the first time. Autumn bosom-a fleeting sigh went out, and I saw konoha flying by the lake.

Qiu Meng —— Back in the autumn night at the beginning of my dream, Eden was still sleeping. Memories of autumn-the anvil pestle knocks on the deep lane, and the phoenix tree shakes down the autumn hometown.

Enlightenment of autumn-everyone is explaining the sad autumn, not knowing it thoroughly like a poet. The smell of autumn-crickets only know that autumn is early and there is a lot of rain on the banana.

Autumn scenery's Poems (1) Autumn Night in the Mountain Tang Wang Wei stood in the autumn night after the rain. 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.

The Nightingale on an Autumn Night Tang Guipo was born with autumn dew, but she was too thin to change clothes. The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep.

In the middle of the night, a bright moon enveloped the capital in the Tang Dynasty. 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? "Qiu Deng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building" In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's Jiangcheng was picturesque, with beautiful mountains and clear waters and clear skies in Wan Li.

The rain caught the mirror and the rainbow fell on the double bridge. Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old.

Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie? Night berth Jiande Jiangtang Meng Haoran When my boat was sailing in the fog, the days were getting shorter and the memories of the old days began.

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. Autumn scenery's Poems (2) Autumn Mountain Zhang Haoran is at the north peak among the white clouds, and you have found your quiet seclusion.

Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese. Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn.

Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest. The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon.

I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival. "Autumn Night" Tang Du Muyin painted a cold screen with a candle and a small fan flapping at fireflies.

Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega. Climbing the mountain, Tang Du Fu sobbed in a sharp wind from the wide sky, and the birds were flying home to the clear lakes and white beaches.

The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably. Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.

After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged. In the Mid-Autumn Moon in the Song Dynasty, Su Shi's twilight cloud overflowed, and silver and Han silently turned to the jade plate.

If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? "Mid-Autumn Moon" Tang Bai Juyi is full of calendar, incredible, adding sorrow and hating the world.

Who is stationed outside Gansu for a long time? Where is the new parting before the court? After falling out of favor, Ji returned to the hospital that night, but when the veteran went upstairs. According to how many people are heartbroken, Jade Rabbit and Silver Toad are far from knowing.

Poems about autumn scenery (3) Autumn Wind Poems In the Han Dynasty, autumn wind started in Liu Che, Bai Yunfei, and the plants were yellow, and the geese returned to the south. You have beautiful orchids, beautiful chrysanthemums and beautiful women. You can't forget it.

Pan-built boats to help Fenhe River, wandering around. Flute drums sing, joys and sorrows.

When will you be young? Ge Yanxing During the Wei and Jin Dynasties, Cao Pi's autumn wind was bleak, the weather was freezing, and the plants and trees were shaking with frost. The group of Yan resigned to solitary south lane, thinking about gentlemen and guests.

Xi is homesick, so you gave it to the other person to stay for a long time. I am alone in my room, afraid of forgetting my worries, and I don't feel tears on my clothes.

Short songs cannot be long. The bright moon shines on my bed, and it's still early for the stars to flow west.

Cowherd and Weaver Girl look at each other from afar, and you are alone in the river beam. In Wei and Jin Dynasties, Tao Yuanming lived in poverty, but he forgot his surroundings.

It is leafy to open a courtyard, and it is sad to know that autumn is coming. Under the north window, Kwai Chung is prosperous, and the south area is full of tassels.

If I can't do this now, I wonder if I am still one year old. Teach your wife to take care of the children, and take advantage of this time to go far away. The scenery of Guilin is different from that of Song Wenzhi in Tang Dynasty. Autumn is like spring in Luoyang.

I was fine at night, obviously worried about killing people. Juanyun mountain corner, gravel water phosphorus.

The world is yellow and old, and the wonderful years are lonely and secluded. What is precious to me when I am lying in the sea?

A letter from my cabin in Wangchuan to Pei Di: Wang Wei, the mountains are cold and blue now, and autumn water runs all day in the Tang Dynasty. At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze.

Sunset set at the ferry, and midnight snack smoke floated out of the house. Oh, when will I make a wish to the great hermit again and sing a wild poem under five willows? .

Poems about autumn scenery (IV) In the Mountains Wang Wei's White Stone in Jingxi appeared in the Tang Dynasty, and the red leaves were rare in cold days. There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by.

"Looking at Qinchuan" In the Tang Dynasty, Li Jue looked at Qinchuan, and the sunrise was the east peak. The weather is fine, and the mountains and water in the distance are clear and clean, so you can see it clearly; Chang' an city is winding and layered.

There are bamboos everywhere in autumn, and cool Wuling pine. I have to sigh, it's cold and dew here, so I'd better go back.

7. Poems describing "outing" What poems describe "outing"?

1. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue)

2. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan: At Lusu)

3. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky ... (Du Fu: Looking at Yue)

4. It is rare to relax the right to leisure, and the itinerary reflects sunshine and symbolizes harmony.

5. Lin Mao West Lake Mountain is full of tourists.

6. Don't listen to the sound of leaves beating in the forest, why not sing and walk slowly.

The full text of the sixth sentence and its translation;

There was a storm on March 7.

Author Su Shi, Song Dynasty

On March 7th, it was raining on Shahu Road, and all the servants with rain gear left. The same people felt embarrassed, but I didn't think so. The rain gear went first, and the peers were all in a mess. I couldn't feel it alone. It has cleared up, so just pretend to be like this.

Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely. Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.

The coolness of spring breeze awakens my wine, and the cold begins to be cold, and the peak of the sun is the sun, but it is satisfied in time. Looking back at the bleak land, rain or shine.

On March 7th, Hu Sha was caught in the rain, and the servant with rain gear left early. Everyone in the same trade feels embarrassed except me. After a while, it cleared up, so I made this word.

Ignore the sound of rain beating on forests and leaves. You might as well take a leisurely walk while singing and whistling. Bamboo poles and sandals are more agile than riding horses. What is there to be afraid of? No matter the wind and rain, I will live in hemp fiber all my life.

The spring breeze is a little cool, which makes me awake. At the beginning of the cold spring, the setting sun is in Chu Qing, and the hills welcome me at the right time. Look back at the place where I met the storm and go back. It doesn't matter to me whether it's stormy or sunny.

The sky that was baptized by rain last night was as transparent as water, and the rain gently drifted across my cheeks, and the cool wind was blowing gently. I strolled leisurely in the Woods in the suburbs, relaxed my nerves, and walked at a relaxed pace, watching the endless green cotton fields make blue waves under the breeze.

Breathing the fresh air in the morning quietly. I feel extremely happy and energetic.

Go to nature, go to green fields and enjoy its unique style. Although there are no steep mountains here, there are vast fields; Although there is no surge of the sea, there is an elegant stream. Although there is no excitement outside, there is the calm you expect.

Here, you can enjoy the tunnel of blue sky and the elegance of white clouds; The green of grass; The fragrance of fruits and vegetables, Anna of butterflies and the hard work of bees.

9. Yan Shu, a poem describing the beauty of wild flowers in the suburbs, chanted for the Spring Festival: "Light and colorful warblers have feathers, and fibers are knotted with rabbit silk; If it is too late, it will be too late. "

In late spring and March, the grass grows in the south of the Yangtze River, the peanut trees are mixed, and the orioles fly around.