What poems are there in the Three Gorges?

Chaolai also got a letter from Dongchuan, asking for Zizhou, which was sent in early spring.

Jiujiang's books and newspapers are delighted to hear it, but they are worried about crossing the Three Gorges.

Xiaoxiang foggy rice, pre-earthquake wave anchor boat.

I want to send two lines of tears to welcome you, but the Yangtze River refuses to flow west.

Li Bai, the early arrival of Baidicheng

Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.

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 Zhishe, the second master of Zaqu Pavilion.

Jingmen beach is fast-flowing, and apes on both sides of the strait are filled with smoke.

Watanabe should have been an official when he was young, but Xiling could not be returned when the moon set.

The martial arts clouds open the goddess temple, and the shadows of the red trees in Qingchi are uneven.

When I was in prison, I asked each other from the beginning that there was no parting at the seaside.

There are thousands of trees in stone walls, and white clouds cover hibiscus.

In the last year of Zhao Junxi, Shan Juan had the strongest color.

The twelve peaks want to be lower in the first month, and the crows are empty on the banks of the river.

Lonely boat returned to the East overnight, tears spilled in the spring breeze, remembering Jian Xi.

Xilingxia Yang Jiong

The cliff overhangs Wan Ren, and the long wave shoots thousands of miles. The board door is thin, and the south China is surging.

The capital of Chu was once full of flowers, and the high hills looked at it. Once Qin Jun invaded, Yiling was submerged by fire.

The four dimensions are no longer fixed, and it is difficult to rely on it. Dongting was suddenly embarrassed, but Meng Men was not there.

Since ancient times, water has flowed into the gorge. Travel and talk, the wind and waves are endless.

And in the land of Yujian, the magnificent letter is beautiful. If mountains and rivers have spirits, a thousand years will reach out to friends.

Chen Ziang, a sentimental poem.

Chaofa alone bamboo, Haoran thinks of his hometown. I can't see my hometown, and the road is separated by Wushan Yang.

There are no colorful clouds in Wushan, and the high hills are looming. I stood looking for a long time, tears stained my clothes.

I'm homesick. I think of King Xiang of Chu. Where there is no cloud, the state of Jing also falls.

Xiaoxingbaxia Wang Wei

In summer, I turned my attention to the Three Gorges, and in spring, I recalled the Imperial Capital. A woman is having fun in Qingjiang River, and a crow is in the morning.

The water town is in the city, and the mountain bridge is tree-lined. Climb 10,000 wells and get out, overlooking two lumens.

People speak different languages, and warblers are the voices of ancient countries. Lai's mountains and rivers are very interesting and feel a little alienated.

National martial arts Longmen Shenquan chess

The Longmen is not carved by Yu, and its wonder is the work of nature. Southwest out of the dam, not with the mountain.

The long sinus stretches for five miles and is embedded in the air. There are turbulent diving stones, waterfalls and aquatic winds.

There is no running water day and night, spraying in the Longmen. The pool is unpredictable, and algae hang rainbows.

My business is all about seasons and months. Jiang is also diligent and hard to be poor.

The situation will save the opportunity to refine medicine in Shandong.

The second Shen Quanqi in Wushan High School

Twelve witch peaks, closed and hidden. Overlooking Pipa Gorge, overlooking Yunyutai.

Ancient tea depends on the sky, and the waterfall comes every day. Why are you crying at ape night? King Jing's pillow mat is open.

Goddess set in Gaotang and Wushan. Pei Hui went to beg for rain, and Grace Fu went after Wang Jing.

Movie Jiang Qianluo, Foreign Minister of Lei Shengxia. There is no auspicious rhyme, and the pavilion is pale.

Wushan, Gao Lu, Zhao Lin

I can't see Wushan, but I will see the next dynasty. Don't rap about the difference between an ape tree and a fairy cloud.

Surging waves and chaotic veins, showers and dark peaks. Touch the petticoat here, love is far away.

Modern poetry

Three Gorges in early winter

The village girl's hands are immersed in the water.

Lift the veil of early winter

-West wind

Sweep the mist from the mountains.

Facing the early winter sunshine, the Three Gorges came firmly and confidently.

with a smiling face

Thick rocks are as light as clouds.

The sound of the waves is like a drum, and the old fisherman scattered it.

The last round of soft halo; fish

On the color spectrum of net wire weaving

Jump and dance ...

The red leaves of the Three Gorges refused to leave for a long time.

Carmine is reflected in the water.

The woodcutter began to chop down the mountain with an axe.

The songs of immigrants became the new folk songs of the Three Gorges.

Poet, collecting folk songs at the peak of the times.

The sunshine in early winter, without fiery red, is warm and waiting to be shipped.

In the early winter of the Three Gorges, someone was in the long sound of river cruise.

Take a nap.

In this new city. ...