Qixia temple's poems

1. Poem describing the maple leaf of Qixia Mountain, thank you ~ We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the surrounding mountains. -Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village"

Wan Li to Rongji, the mountain is flying. -Mulan poem

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang

I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints. -Cen Can's Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Homecoming, Song of Snow.

The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills. -Li Bai's "Early Making Baidicheng"

If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan. -Wang Changling's "The Embankment"

The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. -Wang Zhihuan is at the Heron Villa.

The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. -Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci"

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. -a tour of Shanxi village by land.

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

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. -Tao Yuanming's Drinking.

2. Poems about Nanjing: In the Tang Dynasty, Baoyu and Yushu in Jinling ended in the glory of the king, and geese flew high to see Shicheng in autumn.

Whether the country rises or falls, the sunset will accompany the guests. In the evening of Jinling, I watched the reeds of Cuitu in the Tang Dynasty and sang to the ancient ferry in Jinling.

Throughout the ages, it is a dream of losing butterflies, and a round of storms is a fishing boat. If there is no immortality, you should be old. Fortunately, if you go back to the mountain, you will have a rest.

Why are you more depressed when you board the plane? Your life experience is like floating. Du Mu of Tang Dynasty in Jinling, which originated from Bijiangkou, was broad-minded and harmonious.

The wind is clear in the boat, but it floats in the water at sunset. Guabu meets the tide, Taicheng crosses the geese.

Where is my hometown? Beyond the cloud is Qiao Lin. At dusk in Jinling, looking at the high Zen in the Tang Dynasty, accompanied by floating clouds to dusk, still accompanied by autumn sounds and sunset; There are infinite painters in the world, and a piece of sadness can't be painted.

In Hanwo, Jinling in the Tang Dynasty, it was stormy, and Mulan was at the foot of Stone Town. On a foggy moon, Jinling Ferry had a whim.

Since ancient times, romantic love has been secretly sold. Who is the devil's soul? Colorful sentences are gone now, and the lotus is lonely. Jinling Huaigu Tang Lidong has never had this meritorious service since ancient times, and the boat rolls the sea breeze every day.

When Ling Ao fell asleep, Jiujiang was empty in the Six Dynasties. Qingyang upper house tells Jinling story. Tang Jiaoran said that the Southern Dynasties flourished and there were many talents in Moling.

Gutang Pavilion in the Millennium, who has seen Xi Di Chun, King of Qi? In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai boarded the Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing. The phoenixes used to play here, so this place was named after them, and now it has been abandoned by this desolate river.

Martial arts flowers were laid on deserted paths, and the number of relatives and friends in the Jin Dynasty has become a famine. The mountains are shrouded in clouds, such as blue sky, and the river is divided into two.

There is always a traitor in power, like covering the sky, and Chang' an is depressed when he can't see it. Jinling Baixia Pavilion left three poplars in Tang Li Baiyi Pavilion, just like Baixia Gate.

Yanwu is long, and Hanshui gnaws ancient roots. Always see me off, look back and smile.

If you see it later, climb over and find Yu Yi. Jinling Poplar Cross Lane Tangli Poplar Cross Lane, north of Hugou Road.

Wu Guoquan in the Three Kingdoms period was finished, and now only the Tang Dynasty is green. The world changed greatly, and Gong Wei of Wu fell ill.

There were only a few earth cloth bags in the Six Dynasties, and the former nobles are now crying woodcutters and mulberries. In the west tower of Jinling City, under the moon, Tang Li Bai sang, and the night in Jinling was quiet and cool, looking at the five mountains from the tall building alone.

White clouds reflect the water and shake the empty city, while white dew drops the autumn moon. Thinking under the moon for a long time, the eyes are thin since ancient times.

Explaining the Tao and the Qinghe River, like the purity of practice, makes people remember Xie Xuanhui for a long time. A gust of wind came from Tang Li Bai, a parting Nanjing hotel, and a girl from Wu poured wine and advised me to share it.

Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving. Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! .

Li Bai, one of Jinling in the Tang Dynasty, went to live in the southern Jin family, that is, the old Chang 'an. The land is the imperial palace, and the mountain is the dragon and tiger plate.

The sky in Jinling is spectacular and the natural moat is clean. The drunken guests returned to Radial, and Wu Ge had a good time.

Secondly, Tang Li Bai embraced Jinling and the city returned to the river. At that time, there were millions of families on both sides of Zhulou Street.

Spring grass grows when the country dies, and there is no ancient hill when it leaves the palace. After the lake is free, the waves will go to Jiangzhou.

Jinling, early Tang dynasty, Li Bai, the sixth generation, the rise and fall of the country, three cups for the song. There are few courtyards in Qin and many mountains in Luoyang.

Wu Huacao is in the ancient temple and Jin is in the deep palace. Die with the personnel, die with the surging waves.

The new pavilion in Jinling Tang Li Bai Jinling has a good scenery, and the new pavilion is gathered by the heroes. Looking at the Central Plains, it is devastated, the country is no longer prosperous, and Zhou Yi is seriously injured.

Everyone is sitting here as a prisoner of Chu, who is really thinking about the fate of the country. How generous he is, how generous he is, for generations to come, and to leave a good reputation for future generations.

Feel free to browse the moon night Jinling Huaigu Hall Li Baicang Jinling Moon and hang it in Yuzhou. Astronomy stays in the sky, and it is a big river.

Green water is absolutely clear, and pine trees destroy ancient hills. There is no Phoenix Tower in the palace.

Summer is not sad and clear, but Fiona Fang enjoys himself. When I heard Song Yushu, the backyard was desolate.

Jinling lives in Qingxi Caotang, where Li Jianxun lives. There is water outside the window. Firs and pine trees want to be a forest. Self-pity and competition, unique love luxury.

I have read all the questions on the wall, and I am in danger of getting drunk. Monks Jiang exchanged visits at dusk, and the curtain rolled up to see Qiu Cen.

However, Jinling, Pavilion, Tang Dynasty and China are separated by clouds, and the tiger potential mountains shine into the waves. Tidal sea breeze drives Wan Li, and the sun floats in the caves of Qianli Mountain Valley.

The peaks are limited to the sky, and the stone pillars are all gold. He also scolded the teacher for seeing five virtues and not letting Ji Chuan-xin down.

Jinling yearns for the ancient Tang Dynasty, Liu Yuxi's tide fills the smelting city of Zhu, and the sunset closes the pavilion. Cai Zhou's new grass is green, and the shogunate is old and smoky.

Prosperity and waste are caused by personnel, mountains and rivers and empty terrain. There is a song in the backyard, which is miserable.

Spend the night in Jinling Tang, Lulun, the full moon leaves the high city, and the sky shines on the water camp. Jiang Zhongzheng plays the flute, and there is no one upstairs.

Charlotte still passed the arrow, and Kansai wanted to invade. Who knows that outside the five lakes, the generals will strive for merit.

Luo Yin in Jinling in the Tang Dynasty spent a lot of time explaining the story, but after Du Qiu's death, the flowers became more complicated. Where is the gentle gesture buried? The sky is red and I am tired of the white sad wasteland.

The purple flute in the high hole blows the dream, and the residual rain in the small window wets the soul. There was no news of the banquet, and a sail passed Haimen.

There were many image wars in Jin, Tang and Six Dynasties, among which Chen Gong's count was the most incorrect. If you love your whole life as much as singing and dancing, Emperor Yangdi will be ashamed to go out.

When Jinling missed the ancient Tang Dynasty, Jiangfeng was dark in Sikong Shu Road, and weeds were overgrown in the palace. Sad to take the court, the old minister of the north.

Nostalgic Tang Jinling, Xu Hun Song Yushu destroyed, Jingyang soldiers closed the building. The cemetery trees in the cemetery cover the graves of many officials in previous dynasties; High and low young crops filled the palaces of the Six Dynasties.

The snail spreads Yun Ni's wings, and it rains for a while and clears up for a while; The finless porpoise added fuel to the flames in the river. The night was deep and a cold wind came. When heroes go to luxury, there are only green hills like Luo Zhong.

Jinling Huaigu Tang Tang Yan Qian green trees are cool and rainy, and lotus leaves are full of Tingzhou. If you climb high, you forget to get drunk and lean on the floor.

The Palace is a relic of the Six Dynasties, covered with barren hills. In peacetime, the scenery is unique, and the mountains naturally flow from the green water.

On the 9th of Jinling, wild chrysanthemums in Tang Dynasty were full of fragrance, and pots and pans gathered on the Yuhuatai. Nine days near the bell house, five-color clouds look at the chapter.

Today, green wine is not drunk, and gold can't buy teenagers. Qingge started the flying geese in the south, and scattered them as Qiu Ge to send the sunset.

Wang Zhenbai, a native of the Tang Dynasty who missed the past in Jinling, relied on risks and did not plant virtue, but lamented poverty. Shicheng changed its owner several times, and the natural danger was even empty.

Imperial Road stacks people's graves, and Taiwan gathers shepherds. There are still words in the monument, and many Jin heroes are remembered.

In the Tang Dynasty, it rained in Tu Jinling and Weizhuang, and birds sang like dreams in the Six Dynasties. Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage.

Jin Renzhuang said that the sadness of painting failure is the feeling of the world in people's hearts. Looking at the six maps of the Southern Dynasties, the old tree is covered with cold clouds throughout Jingling City.

Jinling reminisced about the Tang Dynasty, and Wu Rongyushu sank the warship, and Wanguan covered Zhongzhou. I should just be disappointed with Jiang's order. It's a guest trip to come back with a white head.

In Jinling's nostalgia for the Tang Dynasty, Yin, Huang Daotian and Qing Dynasty embraced him, and the Southeast King was angry with many people. Jiang swallowed it and came to Sanshu, where he became attached to Kunlun and Jiuhe.

The phoenix bird xiaoxia is red and scattered, and the spring water in Longchi is green. China people and foreigners are mixed together, belonging to Allah, and the end arch is doing nothing but having fun.

In Dulou, a mountain in Nanjing Ferry, pedestrians can worry about themselves all night. The ebb and flow at night, and the river leans on the moon.

3. This poem about Langya is surrounded by mountains.

Dynasty: Song Dynasty

Author: Huang Tingjian

Original text:

The Chu River is surrounded by mountains. Look at the beautiful scenery, Langya Mountain. Six or seven miles on the mountain, there are wings on the spring and a drunken pavilion. Weng Zhile also. The heart of harvest, the wine of accommodation. Wild and fragrant, the wind is high and the sunrise is endless.

You Ya. Wild mountain vegetables, fragrant wine and boiling. Taishou is drunk. There is a lot of noise. What's more, the feast is full of joy, not silk or bamboo, and the satrap is happy. Ask who the satrap was and who the drunkard was.

Old drunkard's tent record

Dynasty: Song Dynasty

Author: Ouyang Xiu

Original text:

The Chu River is surrounded by mountains. The mountains in the southwest, the forests and valleys in You Mei are beautiful. After six or seven miles on the mountain, I gradually heard the sound of water gurgling between the two peaks and became a spring. When the peak turns, there are pavilion wings on the spring, and the pavilion is also drunk. Who is the pavilion? Monks in the mountains are also wise and immortal. Who's the name? The satrap calls himself. The satrap and his guests come here to drink, and when they drink less and get drunk, they call themselves drunkards at the highest age. The meaning of drunkenness is not wine, but also between mountains and rivers. The joy of mountains and rivers, the place where the heart belongs, the place where the wine belongs.

If the husband is in the forest at sunrise, the clouds will return to the cave, and the changes will be bright, and sooner or later in the mountains. The wild fragrance is rich, the wood is beautiful and the shade is beautiful, the wind and frost are noble and clean, and the water is clear, and it is also in the mountains at four o'clock. Returning home in the morning and evening, the scenery at four o'clock is different and the joy is endless.

As for the loser who sings on the way, the walker rests in the tree, the former calls and the latter should help, and those who keep going back and forth swim. Fishing by the stream is rich in fish. Brewing spring wine, spring fragrance and wine bottles; The pheasant is just a predecessor and a satrap feast. The joy of a feast is not silk or bamboo. Among the shooters, the player wins, and everyone who sits up is happy. Those pale, white-haired and self-effacing people are too defensive and drunk.

Sunset in the mountains, people scattered, the satrap returned, and the guests followed. The Woods are overcast, singing and singing, tourists go and birds are happy. However, birds know the joy of mountains, but they don't know the joy of people; People know that swimming from Taishou is fun, but they don't know that Taishou is fun. Being drunk can be fun, and people who wake up and can tell stories in words are too defensive. Who is the satrap? Lu Xiu also.

Visit qixia temple.

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Author: Li Jianxun

Original text:

The flower planting weather is almost evenly divided, and the thin horse knocks on the white door. Dawn is far from the mountain,

Spring is still light, and the moonlight is faint. Langya Taiwan is still cold, and the hedges are rare and rare.

After many people gathered and dispersed here, only today Wang Xie exists with a unique name.

Shui Longyin (titled Lianzhou Yiran Pavilion in Europe)

Dynasty: Song Dynasty

Author: Yan Ren

Original text:

Naturally, the new list is high, and the Hanlin iron painting Gong Yan's hand. Who will succeed the great event in Chuyang? Huangchuan is the prefect. Who is the satrap, the article faction, and the drunkard's intention is not wine. Cut off the green of a thousand peaks and inject the jade of two streams, but it will not be reduced, and it will be beautiful.

Sit quietly and draw halberds, listen to Tintin and fallen flowers. Tang Yin painted silence, sparseness, bamboo branches and willows. I'm afraid I won't be allowed to borrow the crown in the Ming Dynasty. Enjoy the mountains and rivers, salt plum career, rejuvenation.

Tongyue Langya Mountain

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Author: Wei

Original text:

There is snow in Shimen, there is no trace to be found, and the pine valley is full of fragrance.

I ate the cold birds in Shi Ting, and the old monk hung in rags on a tree and died.

4. Poems describing the maple leaves of Qixia Mountain, thank you ~ We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the surrounding mountains.

-Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village" Wan Li went to Rongji and the mountain was flying. -"Mulan Poetry" Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low.

Bai Juyi's spring outing in Qiantang River, and then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only hoofprint. -Cen Can's "A Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home" The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has passed.

-Li Bai's "Early Interpretation of Baidicheng" made Longcheng fly, but did not teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain. -Wang Changling's "Embankment" Mountain covers the day, and the ocean drains the golden river.

-Wang Zhihuan's "Looking at the Heron Tower" The Yellow River is far above the white clouds and is an isolated city, Wan Ren. -Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci" suspected no road village.

-Lu You traveled to Shanxi Village. Once he climbed to the top of the mountain and peeked, he would see that other mountains looked short under the sky ...-Du Fu's "Wang Yue" picked chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely saw Nanshan.

-Tao Yuanming, drinking.

5. Poems about art gardens (seven poems)

[Qing] Wang Shizhen (Wang Shizhen)?

Chaihe

Long body and two gentlemen, wan and loneliness.

Triple piano music, the mountains are quiet.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the wind and spring are mixed.

Hong goose restaurant

Wild geese are rare in the cage, and their feathers are close to autumn water.

You can see that person, and you will be lost along the stream.

The man begging to write fennel flowers is Dan Li Qing.

Ruyu pavilion

You know a lot about fish, in order to learn more about fish juice.

Policy and opening up are like rivers and lakes.

When the fallen flowers come, they will disappear into the air.

Super double station

Precious table Wu Shan, happy and safe in the mountains.

This is not the same as at night.

When I want to lean on the pole, my heart is on a bird.

Xiangyue gallery

Gallery repair is not a song, but gentle and graceful.

Sweep the floor and sit and burn incense. Your mind is two secluded places.

The wind is rustling, and no one sees the bright moon.

Chuiyunfeng

Covering an area of 60,000 A, Qifeng is 72.

Cut a cloud, the tiger's teeth are red and pointed.

When Shan Yu came quietly, the clouds were flowing at hand.

Liu songxuan

A bearded man is as familiar as a sheep's shoulder when he is old.

If you don't chase peach blossoms, why not chase frost and snow?

I can't expect it. I like this vegetarian scale.

Six little immortals in the art garden

[Qing] Wang Wan

After class, Huang Ting wants to go to the Western Heaven and occasionally hoe medicine by the secluded stream.

The rain was too green and muddy last night, and the new seedlings were several feet long.

Burning incense in space all day, we should soar in the sky.

If the lovely dragon is difficult to control, it is called the red fresh male by the pool.

Nailing doors, watering flowers and weeding with bamboo is a cause.

Flying butterflies are as big as swallows and pink as chardonnay.

A small glass of wine is too strong to quit, and a child is told to cut nine lights frequently.

The cup in your hand is a flat peach pit, with a storage capacity of four or five liters.

There is autumn wind in rocky Bai Gui, and the blue sky is covered with crane smoke.

I heard that Mao Jun visited at night, and the small building was in the middle of the month.

Songse spring is heard far and near, and the castle is ethereal.

I'm going to stick my body on the door wall and ask my husband for ten essays.

Four Zhuzhi Ci Poems in Yiyuan

[Qing] Wang Wan

The flowers on the pool are shining, and countless flowers are flying in the pool.

A pair of purple swallows stick to the waves, and three-inch whitebait blows the waves.

? ? Emerald is full of sand, weeping willows are weeping willows.

The good rain suddenly came, and it became bigger. The farmers were going fishing.

A few acres of clear water is the night breeze, and the entrance of Nancun Village is full of lemons.

Yuanyang flies away out of sight, but suspects in the withered lotus and broken reed.

In September, clouds are like water smoke.

There is a good willow near the painting bridge, which is a painting and calligraphy boat for farmers.

Further discussion on Jiang's artistic garden

[Qing] Wang Wan

Cutting off the west of the city, seclusion is definitely like a wild family.

The jujube on the roof is divorced from reality, and the pool is full of flowers.

Several stalls spread Chunhua stickers, and snow gulls frequently tasted Jingting tea.

Talk to you, Liu Yin is more and more inclined.

Ten Poems in the Art Garden

[Qing] Wang Wan

Nancun village

Looking at the road, it turns deeper and the edge is quiet.

The smoke pavilion comes at noon, and the bamboo trees are scattered.

A wisp of smoke, someone can make tea.

Hong goose restaurant

A high shelf drives geese one by one.

Soft lying beside sedge, the group wears apricot flowers.

Instead of learning Tancheng Village, change the word Huang Ting.

Ruyu pavilion

Blue water flows through the square pond, and you can see the quiet and interesting scenery over the windowsill.

When the lotus leaf shakes without wind, you know there are scales gathering.

Emeralds suddenly paired up and skimmed back and forth.

Xiangcaoju

The light and wind were sent by Duran.

I don't know who I'm leaving, but beautiful women are hard-working.

Whenever you are young, you always worry about Xiao Ai.

Seagull swimming pool

Bai Niao is boundless when there is no flow of accumulated spring.

In the misty fog, the lights are as bright as snow;

There are even two mandarin ducks flying in a row.

Du Xiang bridge

Red columns and white plates are hidden in the rough waves.

There are many shady willows on both sides, and the middle stream is empty.

The village lives in Shuinan, and each step goes its own way.

Xiangyue gallery

The cloister is gentle and the night view is clear.

You are exposed in China, and the shadow is horizontal.

Gradually see the tall trees, wandering bright.

Chuiyunfeng

This peak is a wonderful cloud, originally selected from Taihu Lake.

Located on a hill, the pavilion is like a lonely devotee.

Who is the old title? Ink will erode the moss.

Liu songxuan

The small building is like an empty mountain with a clear rustle.

You are dressed in plain clothes, whistling and sitting in the forest.

The night is long and cold, but I'm still waiting for the bright moon.

Xiufo pavilion

Zhu Xun is Master Yun, and he is Master Jin.

There are scattered flowers in the room and the incense burning ceremony is clean.

Sanskrit sounds around the air, and the evidence is heard.

6. There are many poems about Nanjing, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, such as:

Song Dynasty, "Three Poems of Huaijinling": I once roamed Jinling rotten, and the dust turned into clothes and fur. "Lotus Falls" is a solitary boat guest in the first state of Jiangnan.

Tang and Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring": a thousand miles of green and red, and the mountain wine flag wind. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.

In Qing Dynasty, the splendid folk songs in Jiang Chao and Jinling old homes were destroyed, and so were the balconies. The barren garden is a kind of gourd ladle, which monopolizes the old spring of Qinhuai.

Tang, Liu Yuxi and Xibaoshan: Wang Zhuolou disembarked from Yizhou, and the imperial ghost languished in Nanjing. The long Zhang Qian chain sank to the bottom of the river, and a flag was lowered on the stone wall. How many sad past in life, the mountains still remain cold. Since then, the world has belonged to one another, and rushes are whistling in the old base.

And many, many more. Look for it on the internet yourself.

7. What are the poems about "nirvana in fire"? 1. "Song of the King of Langya New Five-Foot Knife"

Southern and Northern Dynasties: Anonymous

I bought a new five-foot knife and hung it on the middle beam.

The play is performed three times a day by fifteen women.

2. Visit Langya Mountain Temple

Tang Dynasty: Wei Wuying

I was taught to pity others, so I lingered for a long time.

The quiet stream is loud, and the front light worships the mountain.

The green platform is cold, and the green grass is fragrant.

Fill in the blanks, join the world of flowers and flowers, and build a cloud house with stones.

After the system rotates with the rock, it is not fixed.

In the new year, there are shady walls and green ponds with high roses.

You can drink cold water when you climb the forest.

Things are very tired and sincere, but don't forget.

Still sitting in the county pavilion, I saw the mountains are gray.

3. "Stay in Chuyang in late autumn and look at Langya".

Tang Dynasty: Li Shen

The mountain pavilion meets the green deer, and the mangrove lotus palace meets the lotus.

The ancient temple opened in the setting sun and half rocks, and the wild smoke covered the light waves.

In autumn, chrysanthemums meet the west wind, and geese lead the anvil to the north and think more.

I still dare not sleep alone in the middle of the night, sitting and watching the dew of Sha Ting.

4. "Lu Junyao Temple sends Wu Wuzhi Langya"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Yao has no history of 3,000 years, and its ancient temple is still preserved.

Farewell, drink osmanthus wine, and worship the dance to clear your heart.

The color of the sun promotes people's return, and even the songs are fragrant.

Ma Si was drunk, let alone broke up.

5. "Autumn Ichiro Quiet and Elegant House"

Tang Dynasty: Wei Wuying

Visit the dust repeatedly, never be poor or quiet.

Autumn is crisp, the scenery is far away and the mountains and rivers are clear.

Rest in Xiangyan Temple and watch Yungu at dusk.

From the boundless cool color, the bell rang in the evening.

It means clear night love, such as Fu Shouying.

Yan Wu Yan Yi Zi, natural and unrestrained Lin Zhonghang.