Laiyang poetry

1. I love Laiyang, my hometown. It is a thousand-year-old town with a long history, splendid culture and talented people. It is a world resort with beautiful scenery, rich resources and rich treasures. It is also a modern new city with enthusiasm, openness, vitality and infinite vitality. It is a county-level city in Yantai City, the east of Shandong Province, China, which is rich in the royal tribute "Laiyang Pear". Known as the "hometown of pears", the specialties are the famous Laiyang pears, Laiyang Adenophora, and peanut oil. Well-known enterprises include,, and celebrities include poets in the early Qing Dynasty, right assistant minister Zuo of the Ming army, the old man of Xinhai, and poet Sun Mofo. It was awarded the titles of China Green Food City, China Green City, China Yali Town, China Dinosaur Town, National Strong Food Industry County and National Advanced Grain Production County.

2. Hometown Composition Laiyang praises his hometown

My hometown is Laiyang, which is a beautiful place.

Laiyang is rich in products, the most famous of which is Laiyang pear. Laiyang pear is especially delicious, with thin skin and crisp meat, which melts in the mouth when eaten. Laiyang pear also has the function of relieving cough and resolving phlegm.

There is also a crane park in Laiyang, which has a children's playground and a zoo.

Laiyang is now a beautiful and civilized small city. As night falls, the trees, lawns and tall buildings on both sides of the street are lit with colorful small lights, flashing like gems and stars.

Laiyang is full of talented people, and many well-known enterprises such as Lu Hua peanut oil, Long Da food and Laiyang pear juice have emerged.

Laiyang is really a good place. I love my hometown.

3. Poems about Kuixing He Xinlang

Spring comes early in the clouds. It's just plum blossoms. After the snow, it's cold and sad outside the window. Advocating noisy lantern market, in Aoshan Pengdao. In the New Year, the golden rooster crows. How much do you know about this crystal and courtyard in Little Kuixing Flame? Phoenix dance, flute curling. Everyone in Taiping Mansion is laughing. Wei Zi Road, Kuixing Party, staggered photos. Heyang county borrows land to grow flowers, and peaches, plums and wheatgrass are just right. Warmth seeps into the east wind pool. Hundreds of miles away from the balcony, watching auspicious smoke day and night, glory lingers around. Business is full, Cuitingcao.

Bodhisattva Man Author: Wei Liaoweng

Cicadas sing, the rain is fine and the clouds are wet. Fujiang wall on the headland of Youlong. The climate is peaceful. It is spring at home. Although there is wine in the court. Losing to the public is true. Shousu vs kuixing. Red cheeks and blue temples.

Water Tune Headers by Wang Mai

The lights in the sky are full, which makes all the lights on. I don't know what night it is, but there is Peng Ying on the flat ground. Ximu Yaochi claimed to live a long life, and the south guarded the front car to urge the pilgrimage, and the two beauties merged into one. A little talent, long service to the old star. Good thoughts, long life, evergreen temples. I don't regard Zhong Ding as a kind of enjoyment, but I miss my days in the imperial court. It is appropriate for this mother to give birth to this child, and she must have a good medical strategy to live a long life. My son is sitting in Huangge, and my mother is in Huang Ting.

Travel to Texas during high school summer vacation. Author: Luo

The Japanese view is adjacent to Zhao, and the stars look at Lao Wu. Kim opened a huge immersion, the name of Giffordshire.

Purple Yunfu sword box, a symbol of Qingshan pregnant treasure. The government is overbearing and wins the championship.

Bao has four main departments, while the town has eight departments. Wind and smoke pass through the earth's axis, and the stars are just Shu Tian.

Shu Tian is a country with different axes. The door opens to Shunbin, and the house is sealed to Yaode.

Thank you for coming to the tripod. The son of heaven doesn't know, and the heroes know each other.

From Dong Jun, the south wing is empty. What do you want to say in life?

What will happen with a sigh? The tourists are full of energy. Snow Mountain Song, Cold Wind and Easy Water Song.

Weeping Wei hurt Wuqi, thinking Zhao attacked Lian Po. Broken sword, life and death Zhai Gongluo.

Luo sad Zhai discussed it together and drew his sword against Han. It's easy to talk about the bait, but the road is awesome.

In the past, I was pregnant with rivers and seas and mixed with life. For thousands of years, it is a shame to forget a word.

Visiting Lin Quan, there is a legacy in the empty valley. Words cast a thorn beside me and came to the savage ship.

I will give you a present, but I will forget to vote. The wind is like a craftsman, and the water is like a string.

Tooth string forget way, Zhang Bin at leisure. Chat with Zhang and clean Fan Chen's room.

The empty room is full of tricks, and love is mixed with ups and downs. A promise is a promise, and a promise is three promises.

Song Ya, first frost, laurel grows. Gv is ten thousand mu deep, and the university is nine streams deep.

On Xuan Ming Destroying Jade and Zijin Collection. Lu Tao opens the blue ocean, and the colors of phoenix make up the forest.

The forest is starry, the water is clear and the sun is shining. There are two dividends in summer, and the source of Sichuan is everywhere.

The fog is rolling in Tianshan Mountain, and cigarettes are sold in space. The sound of birds is thin and the shadows of butterflies are chaotic.

Liu Yin has low water and fragrant air. Romance and festivals in Fang Fei, food and flowers can be pleasing to the eye.

Will be happy to promote the reward, and then forget it. The accumulated water leads to Wumen, and Wumen leads to Bo Yu Lian.

Although you have exhausted what you want to give, your mind should be exhausted. Pan Yue is free, but loud and not hot.

A gourd ladle is full of happiness, and March is full of talk. Live in seclusion in Jinhua and visit the immortals.

Let go of the valley of stupidity and barbarism. One hectare of Nanshan bean and five-color Dongling melon.

Wild clothes cut leaves, mountain wine boiled vines. White clouds are far away, and Qingxi is hidden on credit.

I remember the quiet rock laurel, but I still feel numb.

4. What are the poems about "Xia Hong"? 1, the morning glow is all over the sky, and no birds fly into Wu. Between the sky above and the sky below, the river is gone forever. -From Li Bai's "A Song of Lushan Mountain" to "The Imperial History of Lu Xuzhou" in the Tang Dynasty.

Vernacular interpretation: Cui Yun and Xia Hong are in the morning sun, birds can't fly, but Wu Tianguang is long. Climbing high and looking far, the world is spectacular, and the river flows east, which is gone forever.

2, the stars rotten Oriental patent, Xia Hong slightly out of the southeast, and Lv Lang hitchhiking on the spot. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li He's Sitting at Night

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: In a trance, the morning star rises from the east, and after the splendor, the sky reveals a touch of red sunrise. I can't forget this scene. It was the time when you got on the horse and said goodbye to me.

3. The blue curtain is a wisp of red. At night, the branches crow and the cold smoke is thick. Xiaolou is worried about painting East. At dusk, there was a flute and a Yun Lan wind. -From the Song Dynasty: Chen Liang's Xiao Zhongshan's pen, Xia Mu Hong Yi.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: the silky rosy clouds in the blue sky are stained with a touch of brilliant red. On the branches of Sophora japonica, birds call friends, and the cold smoke is getting thicker and thicker. I leaned against the painting column, worried about the east of Xiao Lou. The moonlight is sad and hazy, and through the blue clouds, waves of sad flutes float in the evening breeze.

Hai Xia is red and green, with mountains and smoke. The scenery of the old capital is prosperous. Draw a halberd at the gate of the bridge, facing the panoramic view and leaning against the golden pagoda. Lotus pond, willow pavilion, Hongqiao reflection, blue boat flying, tourists gathering and dispersing, in a lake. -From the Song Dynasty: Liu Yong's Early Mei Fang Haixia Red.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: the morning glow reflects the red West Lake, and the green hills are shrouded in clouds. Hangzhou is a beautiful and prosperous place. There are many halberds painted on the left and right sides of the gate of the bridge building, facing the neatly arranged vast and orderly market, and the gold color contrasts with the turret. Lotus leaves and water chestnuts beside the water, willow catkins floating in Tingzhou, arch bridges reflecting the water, boats moving fast, and tourists gathered in one lake and one mountain.

5, the sky is blue, dyed in autumn. The dragon in Aodai Snow Mountain stung, and the wind soon blew to the sea. Counting the little lights, the sky is red and wet. Bai Niao has a straight sail and listens to the night flute across the river. -From the Song Dynasty: Zhou Mi's "Watching the Tao on the West Five Mountains in Wen Que"

Interpretation of the vernacular: the sky is blue and the water is clear, dyed into a clear autumn scenery. The tide of the river is like a snowy mountain carried by a turtle, and it is like a sleeping dragon waking up from a dream. The strong wind lifted the sea as if a wall had been erected.

Some green hills in the distance are like a bun on a beauty's head, filled with fog and green. The faint Xia Hong is like a newly woven tulle, with a surging tide splashing wet. On the horizon, Bai Niao sails and sails, and at night, melodious flute sounds come from the other side of the river.

5. 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.

6. A poem about the nether world, Don Yang Ning's "Singing Rain": "Poor and dazzling, wet the palace flowers." Song Mei Yao Chen's poem "Birds Speak and Carry a Pot": "The gorgeous flowers of the mountain are now blooming, and now I advise you to live long."

Fisherman Ao (Cao Zu)

When the water is red, it is a patch. The snow in Jiangtou is dazzling. The sky is far away. The flat beach is very warm. Flowers are full of apples. Late, drunk, and no one called. The sunset is half a mile in the green hills. Sleeping is just a question of doubt. Look up. The weak cable from Yuan was broken by the wind.

Linglong Four Offenders (Chen)

The golden house is so charming and spring-like, so charming and charming. Wash away the lead, but still have a broad face and a curved brow. I still remember dancing and resting in Liangzhou, which gradually became ethereal and dazzling. The white jade ring and precious mirror were stolen. See you later. Phoenix banquet was recommended by Yuanyang. But Rao is so, Whelan. The end of the world is green and hateful. The melancholy twenty-four bridges are littered with flocs and flying flowers. Nai Cui Ping, a pillow full of sexual dreams, was shocked.

Read Tang Shi (Guan Xiu)

I love Li Jingbo. I have a good rule at parties. The clarity of the monarch and the minister is the joy of the sky.

Big fans are afraid of the wind, and chaff flies around. When you cook hardware in a red stove, gold will eventually be amazing.

I am a loyal minister, why not give it up?

7. Huanxisha Jade Hostel Poems (Eight of Eight)

Dynasty: Song Dynasty

Author: Deng Su

The mountain by the sea is like a Hosta. The news from the end of the world is sighing. Come to phoenix and turn over a new leaf.

Don't travel for the world, cherish time for pleasure. The red rain in the Ming Dynasty went deep into the spring.

"Water Tune" (Guilin Collection Sentences)

Dynasty: Song Dynasty

Author: Zhang Xiaoxiang

The five mountains are all hot, and it is pleasant to be alone in Guilin. Before Jiangnan's post arrived, Miri broke her heart. There are countless meetings in nine places and three cities, and the ethereal building is outstanding, and the snow is deep in winter. Since it is a cool country, don't send cigarettes to invade.

Jiangshan is good, Qingluo Belt, Hosta. The flat sand and fine waves are about to run out, and the steep rise suddenly makes a thousand searches. I grow oranges and pears at home, and every household picks up pearls and jade feathers, and the drums and drums sink at night. Mo Wen Luan things, there is wine, often poured.