Four poems about water and the sky

1. Ancient water poems (four poems) Bashuitang Baijuyicheng Qinhe River, spring comes like dust.

Soft sand is like a meandering stream, and the sloping bank recalls Tianjin. The shadow is dipped in new yellow willow, and the fragrance floats with small white apples.

Scratching your head in the stream, why are you disappointed? Bai Juyi, a suburb of Xunyang in Dashui Tang Dynasty, was one year old when the flood arrived. Halfway through Yan Lu, the city fell even more.

The vast sea is full of colors. It is even empty and green. The wind blows through Bai Bo, and the red waves are boiling every day.

Industry and commerce go to the house, and cattle and horses climb mountains to avoid it. When the tax rate is high, it is quite harmful to agriculture and mulberry.

Unique management spirit of servant boat and drum (wood world). I don't know about the disaster of ten thousand people, but I want to find a sharp knife.

I am helpless and will not succeed for a long time. After the frost in early September, the water dried up to the ground.

The lake pavilion looks at the residual water at night. In the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi Lake was thin in autumn, and the lake was bleak at night. Deng Ting looked at the lake, which shrank to the bottom.

Frost in the early Qing dynasty clears the sky. The discharge varies with topography and depression.

White dragons lie, green snakes bend. Broken mirrors and broken swords emit different light.

I have been a tourist for a long time, and I have seen all the strange things. When I came to Huting, it was hard to say.

As we all know, between heaven and earth, victory is endless. Looking at the water in the lake pavilion, Bai Juyi is easy to rain for a long time, the south lake rises, and the new sunny north guest passes.

The sun is dark red, and the wind is green without waves. There are not many boats and boats on the beach.

Poor heart, what can I do alone? Clear water is like a mirror. The sages of Cui Hao in the Tang Dynasty could use metaphors and were good at hiding feelings. Whiteness depends on virtue, and clarification is intentional.

Upside down without scratching, upside down without scratching, difficult to invade. You have a high opinion, and your career has been entrusted to Lu Chen.

Self-discipline is like a mirror to spring. Honest and prudent in running a family, fragrant in ancient and modern times.

Spring water, Tang Du Fu, peach blossom waves in March, old traces of rivers. There is no sand tail in the morning, and the blue color moves Chai Men.

Pick up the delicious bait and pour it into the small garden with a pipe. With countless birds, it's noisy to take a shower.

In the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu's diversion song was the top, and the rocks were rugged and vulgar, but not well. Yunan slave was sad, and the fish moved again.

The west of Baidicheng is full of bamboo, but there is no water diversion pipe. It is difficult for the body to stay in life, so it is difficult to compete for water.

Looking up at the water in the Tang Dynasty, birds were singing in Gu Kuang, flowers were blooming and willow smoke was everywhere, but I forgot the scenery. Looking at the river from a higher building, where will my hometown return to the boat?

In the Tang Dynasty, it was uncertain for North Korea to irrigate Fiona Fang, and the East poured into Cangming to rest in the morning and evening. Gaoqie Bitang is long and bitter, and flying far is more leisurely.

Xiaoxiang moon is immersed in a thousand years of color, and dream smoke contains eternal sorrow. There is no place for Lingtou to sob, and I will break the bowel flow for you.

Sea water Tang Hanyu's sea water is not wide, and there are no branches in the forest. When the wind and rain are thin, fish and birds can't be relied on.

The sea is rough, and Deng Linduo is in shock. No fish, no birds, different sizes.

There is a whale swallowing a boat in the sea, and Deng has a hanging sky. If the scales and feathers are large, it is impossible to wave them thin.

I am not covered with scales or feathers. There is more shade on the tree than in spring.

I will bid farewell to the sea, roll up fish scales and cool the pool water. I will resign from Deng Lin and brush my feathers.

The sea doesn't like wide, and Deng Lin doesn't like branches. Storms are also common, and scale fish are not suitable.

My scales have grown and my feathers have been trimmed. There is nothing to feel about the storm, and I travel like a whale.

The ten thousand schools of Li Jianxun in the Tang Dynasty are out of date, and it is even more embarrassing when spring comes late. Forcha, far from the temple of Yu Xia, is surrounded by light seagulls.

The green bank gradually flattens the willow belt, and the old stream should be warm and negative. Whose home the wind leans on, and who cares about watching the mandarin duck.

Four rivers met in the Tang Dynasty, and Li Peiyu cut mountains and rivers because four small streams passed by. Wandering back to Phoenix Que, meet out of Huangzhou.

In the long wave of the sky shadow, the cold sound is ancient. There is no day and night in the river, and there is humility in returning to the sea.

Throw a stone at the right thing, and you can take a boat when you meet it. The squid is not finished yet, so hang the hook in the water.

"Xunyang River Scenery" In the Tang Dynasty, Li Qunyu boarded the Hanshui balcony and roared like thunder. Although Jiujiang walked smoothly, it also came from the Three Gorges.

There are dreams in the south, but there are Minshan mountains in the west. Until the pale ghost culvert is completely stored and deep.

Guanhan Shuitang originated from Gui Tomb and was injected eastward through Xiangyang. Enter the Bohai Sea together, and don't flow into the blue waves.

Ask for thinking, chanting and mourning for the wandering women. The water shore is endless, and the sunset soup is empty.

Yugou Water Tang Lu Zhao Wanhe has been at sea for many years. There is no such ditch water, and it is near the sky.

There are several branches of flowing water in the Tang Dynasty, namely, short boats and gulls floating in the middle. The rain flooded the grass in the sky, and the white clouds floated in the fish hole.

Feel lonely, smell lonely, very urgent. The banks of the Yangliu River in the Sui Dynasty were hateful, but the Huaihe River, which entered the east, would disappear again.

The water curtain under the white clouds at the Tang and Wandian Flying Springs is like a curtain hanging in the place where the truth is seen. If this water is LinYu, it will be better than the dust hanging on the road.

During the Yongshui Tang Dynasty, Wang was good at geography and discipline, and he was sent to Tianjin. Wave follows the moon, and the state pursues peach blossoms.

Sunlight is like a hidden stone, and willow is like a heavy scale. Finally, you should be kind and make friends with others.

Far away on the water, Ma Dai is rippling on the empty beach, reaching into the distant sky brightly. In autumn, the light is not very bright and the shadows of birds are boundless.

Potential leads to long clouds, waves light snow. Tingzhou is hard to say goodbye, and it's a misty cloud through the ages.

Looking at the water, Miracle and Fan Li in the Tang Dynasty floated in the east, and his spirit grew in the north. Who knows? Forget it.

The old country is in a hurry and the world is busy. It's hard to go upstairs, but the sun is going down.

2. The ancient poem of water: looking at the lake and pavilion water.

Tang Bai Juyi

After a long rain, the south lake rose and the new sunny north passed.

The sun is dark red, and the wind is green without waves.

There are not many boats and boats on the beach.

Poor heart, what can I do alone?

Clear water is like a mirror

Don Cui Hao

Sages will compare, be kind and have deep feelings.

Whiteness depends on virtue, and clarification is intentional.

Upside down without scratching, upside down without scratching, difficult to invade.

You have a high opinion, and your career has been entrusted to Lu Chen.

Self-discipline is like a mirror to spring.

Honest and prudent in running a family, fragrant in ancient and modern times.

spring

Don du fu

Peach blossom waves in March, the river flows back to the old marks. There is no sand tail in the morning, and the blue color moves Chai Men.

Pick up the delicious bait and pour it into the small garden with a pipe. With countless birds, it's noisy to take a shower.

The confluence of four streams of water

Don

In digging mountains and rivers, because of four streams. Wandering back to Phoenix Que, meet out of Huangzhou.

In the long wave of the sky shadow, the cold sound is ancient. There is no day and night in the river, and there is humility in returning to the sea.

Throw a stone at the right thing, and you can take a boat when you meet it. The squid is not finished yet, so hang the hook in the water.

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3. Water Poems (4 sentences) The white cat lake is green, and the red palm stirs clear waves.

Sweat dripped the grain into the water. 1. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.

(The Book of Songs? Jian Peijun) 2. What are water and mountains and islands? (Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea") 3. White hair floating green water, red palm clear waves.

(Luo "Singing Goose") 4. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River. (Li Bai's Looking at Tianmen Mountain) 5. There is no way to recover from the heavy mountains and rivers, and there is another village.

(Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village) 6. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as good as Wang Lun. (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun) 7. Jiang Shuiping, Yangliuqing, I hear the song on the Langjiang River.

(Liu Yuxi's Zhuzhi Ci) 8. At sunrise, flowers in the river are better than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi "Recalling Jiangnan") 9. Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves softness. (Yang Wanli's Little Pool) 10. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating.

(Su Shi's Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong).

4. Poems describing water towns.

Bai Juyi's memory of Jiangnan

The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar. When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?

Nanhu spring jujube

The clouds have gone, the wind and rain have stopped, the weather is just right, and the sun shines on the lake to form a reflection, which has a warm feeling.

Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight.

The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff.

It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased.

Travel notes of the seven wonders of summer water town

The water by the goose-duck river reflects the sky, and fishing boats come and go in the evening.

Climbing high and overlooking the reed waves, the lotus leaves are windy all around.

Wulumeng Xiangshui Lane

The building floats on the far shore, between waves.

The garden is connected with the sea of clouds, and the boat is tied in front of the court.

Hanging pole for fun, drunk in Jiangwan.

Dream of Su Causeway water, it is better to swim Jiuqu Mountain.

One corner of the five-part water town

Blue shadows reflected the lake,

Leisure and cloudy.

The ship entered the picture lightly,

Dare not say it out loud.

Zhouzhuang in Wujue Watertown

The misty rain in Jiangnan is very beautiful.

Shuangqiao floats clear water and laughs at Qian Shan's hoof.

Spring in qijue water town

Hanging feet, flying eaves, hiding ancient temples, and smoky green island, Shuiyun Township.

Sail the crane and shadow the sharp mountain pen, but write a brilliant chapter in the blue sky.

Seven wonders Jiangnan water town

First of all:

There are thousands of green silk tapestries, and Wu Peng is accompanied by an arch bridge.

Jiao Bi peach blossom daughter's face, hazy misty rain washed banana.

Second:

Willows dance wildly and the rain floats, and thousands of peach blossoms are charming.

The flowing water bridge is near the sunset, and white clouds float in the Qingtang tile house.

5. What poems describe water (10 sentence)? In Sichuan, I said: the deceased is like a husband, not giving up day and night! Looking at the north mountain and crying, facing the running water and breathing too much, it is easy to be true.

The water is black and the sky is black. Water is rooted in the sky. It opened yesterday and it rained for forty-nine days.

Like water, the sky is the foundation, and water and the sky are the same color, which makes Qi Fei shine. The nature of water, the transformation of the sky, spring, summer, autumn and winter, rain, hail, fog and snow.

The water is refreshing, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the water is like heaven. When the water is clear, there will be no fish flow, and the water will not rot. When the lake is ripe, there will be still water depth. Two palindrome tides will fall with dark waves and snow-capped mountains, and fishing boats in Pu Yuan will catch the moon. The pine path from the bridge to the temple gate is small, and the sill is as bright as the spring eye of shi bo.

All the way is shaded by trees, the river is at dawn and the sun is shining on the sea. Looking at the clouds and water all around, there are thousands of blue peaks.

There are thousands of peaks in the light, and the water meets clouds and smoke. On a sunny day, Hai Xia is red and the trees in Xiaotian River are green.

Qingbo Shiyanquan is the sill, and the path Songmen Temple faces the bridge. Fishing boats and parks under the moon, mountains, snow and waves are dark with the tide.

Swing in the boundless autumn color, the water color contains the skylight. Purple pot is like Zhu Jin, fresh and dew frost.

Purple Qiong is like a hibiscus, with a cool charm. Purple smoke is like blue, and the valley is fragrant.

Ziyun, like a rhinoceros, smells good inside. Helin, such as chamomile, can live long and hide.

It's full of nine chardonnay, and autumn is with the guests. Purple is as clear as lotus, comparable to fairy women's clothing.

Those who are willing to speak for six people will drive next to Yue Baodi. Worship the purple emperor first, and then go to the queen mother's room.

The world is dusty and the sky is empty during the day. The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of mountains are yes and no, where the mountains end and the plains begin, and the river winds through the wilderness until the banks widen at low tide, and there is no wind to stir my lonely sails. The clear water is fragrant, and the sound of pines exposes China.

All the immortals are scattered, and there are five clouds in silence. The small bridge paddles and shears lotus flowers, and the west wind on both sides is dizzy with sunset glow. Falling flowers sweeping the floor, a stream of water and rain lingering. As light as rain and as thin as ice wings. Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners.

At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.

The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles. Yuan Xiang keeps flowing, why does Qu Zi complain? At dusk, the autumn wind rises and the maple trees rustle. The spring breeze is static and powerless, and there are no waves in the river. The following answers are mostly written: water is out, spring is gone, and it is on earth. The moon is full, the Qiantang River is surging, lion dancing and Ma Yue is running.

The anger exploded and the shore cracked, and the grievances for many years were completely vented. Wild wave fighting, thrilling, fighting flying.

The tide is full of energy, the sky is hundreds of miles high, and the shore is washed. Good Jiangnan is full of water, and the water is far away and the sky is high.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, the moon is high and the clouds are cold, and the water is full of moonlight. People and scenery, people and scenery are difficult to be complete.

When the scenery is good, my heart beats fast and my heart is happy. Don't talk to laity.

I drank Dongpo in the evening and woke up drunk. It seemed like midnight when I came back. The child is short of breath.

You shouldn't even knock on the door, but lean on your cane and listen to the sound of the river. The dragon hates that this body is not mine, so forget the camp.

At night, the wind is calm and the hub is flat. Since then, this ship has passed away, and Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life.

Under the mountain, the blue buds are short immersed in the stream, and the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free. It rained at dusk.

Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can still flow west, instead of singing white-haired orioles. I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches.

I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred.

I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning. Facing the rain from the sky, a piece of washed autumn scenery on the river is particularly cold.

The bleak frost wind is tight, the river surface of the mountains and rivers is deserted, and the setting sun shines on the tall buildings. Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears.

Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. I can't bear to climb to the top of the mountain, look at my hometown and think about it.

Sighing where these years have gone, why do you have to stay in a strange land for a long time? Miss a few times to miss the beauty makeup, the sky is home, want to know me, lean on a dry place, I am worried! For you, it's as beautiful as flowers and jade, like water passing by. Three points in spring; Two parts are dust, one part is running water, the moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Chushan and Qinshan are all white clouds, and white clouds are everywhere with you. The dragon followed you, you entered the Chu mountain area, and the white clouds followed you through the Hunan water.

Mizunokami, Hunan, female Luo Yi, Baiyun can lie down and return early. Water looks like a beautiful woman's eyes, like a beautiful frown.

Which way do you want to ask pedestrians? To the intersection of mountains and rivers. Take the spring water and send you back.

If you go to the south, you can catch up with spring, and you must keep the scenery of spring. The sound of the waves beats the pillow, and the moonlight is small.

Ruthless bian water flows from the east, only carrying a boat to hate the west. Ceng Zui in Zhu Xi's flower garden, the wine smells more than tears.

Who teaches the wind to learn from the dust? Make a noise and send it away! Wu, the moon is clear, and the green hills on both sides of the strait greet each other. Who knows the feeling of parting? You are full of tears, I am full of tears, and my heart is not tied.

The tide at the head of the river has ebbed. Worry is everywhere, and water is inexhaustible.

Who handed down the fine print of incense? The rain turns yellow in Chuan Mei, and the grass is greener than Wujiang. The river that is gone forever, the waves swept away all the romantic figures through the ages. There is sex and rain in the green hills, and there is no hometown in the bright moon. I am at the head of the Yangtze River/You are at the tail of the Yangtze River/Fold a small white paper boat/Throw it into the Yangtze River water/It turns black as soon as I throw it/It turns white as soon as you pick up the bow/People hate that the boat is late/The current is fast/It turns white as soon as you pick up the bow (paper boat in Yu Guangzhong). Go to Jiangnan as a guest and travel alone.

Wan Li smoke, looking back on the Central Plains, tears full of towels. The blue mountains are cold until the night boat, and the maple leaves are reeds.

As the sun sets, I'm afraid to leave my hometown and go to the people. Zhang Fan was still scratching his head when he wanted to leave, and he was even more drunk.

Poetry waits for the spring breeze every day, but leaves in a hurry after the peach blossoms bloom. Singing is often swallowed up by pedestrians, thinking of the previous snow.

In the Ming dynasty, wine woke up the river and loaded a boat to hate Hengzhou. Wash and dress, and lean on Wangjianglou alone. After all, Qian Fan isn't. It's full of water and my heart is broken. The wind at the head of the river is angry, and the waves turn over the house. Old enmity keeps flowing by the riverside, but new enmity is not in the storm. What hope can you place on China in The Road Is Long, Xiu Yuan Xi? Full of scenery, Gu Bei Building.

How many things have gone up and down through the ages? The Yangtze River is rolling, and you can't hide it. After all, it flows east The river is sad at dusk, and the mountain is deep! Borrow water from Qiantang hole and wash it for you. General Yue burst into tears.

Moonlight is like water and the sky. It was difficult for the sea to cross the evil wind east, and the waves hit the stone walls of Tianmen. What happened to Zhejiang in August? It is raining like snow.

Come on, I'm exhausted.

6. Landscape Poetry (4 sentences) Landscape Poetry 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: In the Lodge of Herons) 3. Once you climb the top of the mountain, you will see a small view of many mountains. (Du Fu: Wang Yue) 4. The country has broken mountains and rivers. However, 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). Meet each other tirelessly, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain) 8. When beans are planted in Nanshan, grass is flourishing and bean seedlings are sparse. (Tao Yuanming: Returning to the Garden) 9. Castle peak can't cover. S226 Book Jiangxi made a mouth wall) 10. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I live here. The water in the poem is 1. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs & S226 Jian Peijun) 2. What is water and what is a mountain island? (Cao Cao.