What are huaminglou's poems?

The poem about going to huaminglou is 1. Poems about climbing mountains.

1, about "mountain climbing"

Li, a poet in Tang Dynasty

"Go up the mountain to see the bonfire in the daytime, and drink the river at the edge of the horse at dusk."

Walking the Mountain —— Du Mu in Tang Dynasty

In the distance, there are people in the depths of white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Antique-Li Bai

The fairy shines like a star on the lotus peak in Huashan Mountain. Holding a white hibiscus flower in both hands, curled up into a ball.

Looking at Yue-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, birds are flying around in front of my nervous eyes ... trying to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.

Tao Jin Yuanming: Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

Song Guoxi: Spring Mountain is as plain as a smile, Summer Mountain is green, Autumn Mountain is as bright as makeup, and Winter Mountain is as bleak as sleep.

Tang Tu: People gradually feel that the local accent is strange, but they hate the sound like an old mountain warbler.

Song Sushi: From the side of the ridge, there are different heights. I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there.

Don: This river transcends heaven and earth, and the colors of the mountains there are right and wrong.

Tang Hanyu: The river is a green ribbon and the mountain is like a jade hairpin.

Tang Libai: Five old peaks in the southeast of Lushan cut Jin Furong from the green hills. I can enjoy the beautiful scenery of Jiujiang when I reach the summit, and I will build my nest here in Yun Song.

Tang: The beauty of mountains lies in the twists and turns of peaks, and the beauty of water lies in the wind and waves.

Tang Libai: Mount Tai is craggy, and Xia Yun is here. It is suspected that Bai Bo has risen to the East China Sea.

Bird Yang Hao: Clouds come to the mountains better, clouds go to the mountains picturesque, the mountains are bright because of clouds, and clouds compete with mountains.

2. Poems about "Looking at the Sea"

In Heron Villa-Wang Zhihuan.

The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. By going up one flight of stairs, look further.

Looking forward to the past full moon-Zhang Jiuling

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones. Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

I feel that the autumn night will dawn and the hedge door will meet the cold-Lu You.

3. East of Wan Li River flows into the sea, reaching a height of 5,000 meters. The adherents wept in the dust and looked south to Julian Waghann for another year.

A berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain-Wang Wan

Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. On both sides of the tidal flat, there is no wind to stir my lonely sail. ... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.

Long Song Line-Han Yuefu

2. Poems about the mirage

Yangchun stork building

Upstairs, next to the building,

Liu Xia stork plays with crows at the water's edge.

Howling drunk and returning to dusk,

Stay in Japan at night, and the sky will be bright and blue.

Midsummer stork

Tenga Hajime is full of waves,

Rolling Bo Huang Jiuqu surplus.

Curved buildings are beautiful and beautiful.

In the scorching sun, the fire is red.

Qiu Jin Stoke Building

Lou Chong Bai Yunxiang, a stork,

Chrysanthemum benefits attract bees and scare bees.

Soft water, half river, gold,

Green branches, thousand trees, fruits and vegetables.

Ruidong stork building

In winter, when making jade with silver,

Color spit Joan Zhu Ying array monster.

Reflect the beautiful scenery of the balcony,

Snow, storks and eagles.

A mirage in the moonlight

The jade waves in the Ming building are broken and the wind is soft.

The flowers of green trees and hawthorn are thin and quiet.

Eagle storks inhabit the Tingjiang River and swamps.

In front of the stadium, there is a magical dragon.

Liri stork building

The weather is warm and sunny with neon clouds.

Warm and gentle winds and flying storks.

Brother Chong painted a new building.

Tourists use willow pavilions.

3. Yueyang Tower Poems

Climbing Yueyang Tower

Du Fu

I heard that Dongting Lake is magnificent before, but today's wish has finally reached Yueyang Tower.

The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water.

There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat.

The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing.

Climb the Yueyang Tower and overlook the Yangtze River until you reach the open Dongting Lake.

It breaks my heart to see geese flying south, and the distant mountains are in the title of a good month.

On the upper floor of the sky, stay in the chair and upload a glass of wine from the sky.

The cool breeze rising after drunkenness, blowing the sleeves with the wind, we will return.

-Li Bai's "Climbing Yueyang Tower with Summer Twelve"

Yueyang is the most spectacular place in the world, and the back of the building is covered with dams.

The vegetation is even south, in front of the abnormal railings in the rivers and lakes.

Gankun's "Everything is Gathered on the Temple" embarrassed courtiers for five years.

To write about the past, the wind is strong and my heart is at a loss.

-Chen's "Re-boarding Yueyang Tower with Love and Poetry"

Looking at Dongting Lake from afar —— addressed to Premier Zhang

meng haoran

In the eighth month, the lake here,

Be with heaven.

Mist in the Valley of Cloud and the Valley of Meng,

Yueyang city has been surrounded.

I want to go there, but I can't find the boat.

I'm ashamed. I'm lazier than you politicians.

When I'm sitting here watching a fisherman throw,

Like fish in a pond.

4. What are the poems about pavilions?

1, Linjiang Zhu, Ming Luan went dancing. -Wang Bo's "Teng Wangge"

2, the iron urn between the clouds is close to the sky and flies a hundred feet. -Miffy's "Wanghailou"

3, the platform is ethereal and pressing the city, leaning on the stick to see the mighty spring. -Lu You's Landing on the Cape

4. The lonely pavilion suddenly plunged into the rapids, and the air pressure in Long Yuan was as high as 100 feet. -Yuan Haowen's "Cross Wave Pavilion"

5. I don't need to go back to the column in front of Yueyang Tower. -Chen, "Climbing Yueyang Tower Again"

6. The pavilion is suitable for guests, and Jiangshan becomes a good poem. -Bai Juyi's "Early Spring in the Jianglou"

7. In the middle of brothel avenue, there are embroidered doors and carved windows. -Wang Bo's Lin Gaotai

8. The Zige Danlou shines and the rooms are exquisite. -Wang Bo's Lin Gaotai

9. Draw a building to fly to Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills. -Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Tengting

10, a long time ago, the place where the yellow crane carried saints to heaven, now only the Yellow Crane Tower is left. -Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao

1 1 I have heard of Dongting Lake for a long time, and now I have finally climbed to this tower. -Du Fu's "Climbing Yueyang Tower"

12, Linjiang Zhu, Ming Luan went dancing. -Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Tengting

13, there are two platforms, namely Yulong and Jinfeng. -Cao values "Peacock Taiwan Fu"

14, there are mountains here, and Maolin is pruning bamboo. -Wang Xizhi's Preface to Lanting Collection

15, but if you walk up a flight of stairs, you can broaden your horizons by 300 miles. -Wang Zhihuan is at the Heron Hotel.

5. Poems about climbing mountains

Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"

In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds. Du Mu's Mountain Walk

As written in a China poem, we are not afraid of dark clouds covering our sight, because we are already on the top of the mountain. Wang Anshi's "Climbing the Peak"

Lazily shaking a white feather fan to get rid of the heat, naked in the forest. Take off the headscarf and hang it on the rock wall, leaving the cool breeze between the pines and the pines overhead. Li Bai's Summer Mountain

Burn incense and sweep the floor until the poem is finished. Climb the mountain with a smile and follow the stick. Like to mess around in the sky. Nowadays, there are many Bai Yunsheng. Mountaineering in Yuan Mei

A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights at night. When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden. Nalan Xingde's "Sauvignon Blanc, A Climbing Journey"

I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. Li Bai's It's Hard to Walk

All day, I was drunk and dreaming, and suddenly I heard Chun climbing the mountain desperately. I'm going to stay for half a day because of the monk's words. Li she is climbing the mountain.

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, birds are flying around in front of my nervous eyes ... trying to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"

The tall buildings of the temple on the mountain are really high, like a hundred feet. People upstairs are like a hand that can pick off the stars in the sky. Dare not speak loudly, e 799 bee 5BAA6E59B9EE7AD 943133365653935, for fear of disturbing people. Li Bai sleeps in the mountain temple.

Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich. There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. Lu you's trip to Shanxi village

In March and May of Guanshan, guests recalled Qinchuan. Think of a woman upstairs, when the window should be awake. The stars and stripes are reflected in Shule, and Qilian is on the cloud. This is the fighting spirit. I stayed in the army for several years. Guan Shanyue by Xu Ling

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. On Wang Wei's Mountain Holiday Missing Shandong Brothers

Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. On both sides of the tidal flat, there is no wind to stir my lonely sail. ... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. One of Wang Wan's berths at the foot of Beibao Mountain.

In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full. An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. Zhang's "Fisherman's Song, Egrets Fly in Front of the Cisse Mountain"

In the early morning, the rolling Lushan Mountain, with thousands of peaks competing and beautiful, is spectacular, which just caters to my interest in natural scenery. Along the way, the mountain range in front of me is constantly changing, and a person is immersed in the winding and deep wild road, but forgets where to go. Mei's trip to Lushan Mountain

The west pavilion is high above the birds, and it is with the clouds when you board the west pavilion. The shadow of the tree is very small, and the top of the blue sky is lower. Cen Can's early autumn and Zhou literati's visit to Xiting.

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. Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains

The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. Li Bai sees Lushan Waterfall.

The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered. You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes. Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain

6. Poems about the Milky Way

Night at the pavilion

Year: Tang Author: Du Fu

Although the daylight in winter is shorter on the elemental scale, it is cold and snowy at the end of the world.

Stark sounded the fifth watch, drums and horns rang, and stars and Tianhe danced on three mountains.

Wild cries and smells of war, I saw savage fishermen and woodcutters at dawn.

Wolong and Pegasus are not generals now. They are dust and the personnel are lonely.

Guizhi Gui boarded the gate and lost his eyes.

Year: Song Author: Wang Anshi

This is the late autumn in the ancient country, and the weather is very early. Thousands of miles are like a river, like clusters of Qingfeng. Sail back to the sunset, with the west wind on your back and the wine flag tilted. The colorful boat is cloudy, and the Milky Way heron rises, which is difficult to draw.

Miss the past, compete for prosperity, sigh outside the door, and continue to hate. Throughout the ages, it is a shame to look up to it. The past of the Six Dynasties flowed with the water, and the cold smoke faded the grass. Today, business women still sing from time to time, leaving a legacy in the backyard.

7. Poems about the Tower

Li Bai climbs the Xiling Tower in Yangzhou in autumn.

The pagoda is green and desolate, and there are four shortages to climb. The top is high and the vitality is close, which marks the length of the sea cloud.

Vientiane is divided into empty boundaries and painted beams in three days. Water shakes the golden shadow, and fire shines every day.

The bird brushed the curtain and embroidered it. The eye breaks with the road, and the heart drives the sail.

Dew bath is white, and frost urges orange and pomelo yellow. If jade is visible, please take a photo here.

Bai Juyi, who dreamed of climbing the Lingta.

Guangling is half a month long and the tower is different.

* * * Pity is still there. Go up to the ninth floor of Qiling.

Du Fu, together with other gentlemen, climbed the Ci 'en Temple Tower.

High standards across the sky, the wind never stops. Denz turned all his troubles out because he was not open-minded.

Only by knowing the power of teaching can we chase ghosts. When you climb over the dragon and snake cave, you begin to support yourself.

The seven stars are in the North Lake, and the sound of rivers flows west. Xi he whips by day, and Shao Hao walks in clear autumn.

Qinshan suddenly broke off and could not be found. Bow your head but get angry, how can you tell the state of the empire?

Looking back, I called Yu Shun, and Cangwuyun was worried. Yaochi wine is expensive, and Kunlun Mountain wine is expensive.

The oriole kept moaning and crying. You see, following the geese, each has his own plan.

Liu Yuxi, with Letian Dengqi Lingshi Temple Tower

It is not difficult to carry each other step by step.

Suddenly laughing for a long time, infinite tourists raised their eyes.

Lu Xun, the tower of triple significance

Whether to fly to annihilate the Son of Man, there are still hungry pigeons left in the ruins.

I left the fire house with a great heart, and finally I left the tower to Miss Yingzhou.

A fine bird still dreams of holding a stone, and a fighter is determined to fight against the current.

The wave-snatching brothers are here, and when they meet, they laugh and forget the enmity.