Poetry related to East Lake in Wuhan?

Twenty-four quatrains from East Lake in Wuhan

one

When the ship first came to Bai Bo, there were many colorful clouds at sunset.

Sitting outside the fishing village of Honglian Bishu, watching dragonflies skim over the water.

two

Where can we ask about the future in the twilight of Cheng Chun?

Besides a glass of muddy wine, listen to the wind and rain in Jiangnan.

three

There are thousands of peaches and plums in the east wind, clear water rippling and oblique shadows.

On a moonlit night, a few leaves of the fishing boat circled the beach.

four

Dragonflies dance around, and ten miles of lotus flowers bloom to the sun.

Willow waves sniff warblers, and canoes cross the mountains.

five

In the spring breeze in March, the willow blossoms are bright, and the East Lake is full of roads that split in two.

Huang heard the birds singing and sang all the way to Cheng Chun.

six

Looking at the rising sun from afar, I can hear birds singing in the East Lake.

Flower shadows and butterflies fly fragrant, and people come to the island to cross the boat.

seven

The little lotus reflects the sun, and Liu Di listens to the morning bell in spring.

Qin Yun moved with the clouds and sat in the afterglow of the green hills.

eight

The autumn wind on the river is blue and the red leaves on the shore are dancing.

Fish are surfing outside the sky building, and songs are sung everywhere in the forest.

nine

The willow color of Shili East Lake is new, and the smoke and waves are painted in spring.

It's raining and windy outside, so it takes three taels to deliver takeout.

ten

When is plum blossom? Outside the East Lake, Yuyu Qiongzhuang Quzi Temple.

Where snowflakes fall and birds sing, the spring breeze spreads on the green poplar branches.

eleven

Snow is dancing all over the sky, and a cold plum shines on the water.

It is suspected that fairies scatter catkins, and the fragrance floats in Wan Li jade people.

twelve

The plum blossom is sad, the flowers are blooming, and Liu Mo Tang Ling is walking on the shore.

In a cloud in Sha Ou, the distant mountains soar into the sky.

thirteen

Birds in the shadow of the mountain in the Drum Tower are calling to each other, and there are small fishing boats.

When tender willows first invaded Cao Fang Road, the spring scenery of East Lake can be learned.

fourteen

The trees are lush, the wind is faint, and the sunset glow reflects the reeds.

The ship suddenly entered the island in the middle of the lake, and the birds flew like bows.

fifteen

East Lake Meiling level, the wind still heard the joy of Chu.

Zhu Hai listened to Tao Chun's color, but hesitated to touch the boat.

sixteen

Young and ambitious Lin Qiu touched ChuTianTai.

The only bosom friend is the lakes and mountains, inviting me to raise my glass to the moon.

seventeen

The birds in Huangjiawan were singing at first, and they were longing for their youth.

I can't help sighing that although Qian Fan was exhausted, I still came to the lake to listen to the wind.

eighteen

A misty rain came in late autumn, and the clouds flowed unintentionally.

Turbid wine cannot dispel the tears of worrying about the country. What can you ask for in the southeast?

nineteen

I often think of teenagers fishing, and there are no wickers in East Lake several times.

Old friends are like swallows in the spring yard, drawing with a breeze.

twenty

The breeze on the lake laughed at me for being silly, but Lingyun had no choice but to leave late.

When will you go back to Moshan to find a good poem?

twenty-one

The child shouted in the shade of Populus davidiana, and a pot of wine set the Western Heaven.

Yunjuanyunshu foreign affairs, carrying the bright moon across the East Lake.

Twenty Two

Ling Bo plays waves in several villages, and geese fall in Luzhou.

Looking deep into the East Lake, the fishing boat is sinking a little.

twenty-three

Green frost and red leaves lock the whereabouts, and the canoe on the lake is breezy.

Blow off the yellow petals and meet the east of Chucheng.

twenty-four

ChuTianYuanWang fishing boats, late autumn in Gui Xiang.

The clear song rises from the lake, and two or three girls are counting seagulls.

Lotus picking in Donghu Lake

Dragonfly leaves live on the ground and dance with the water.

The oar in the heart shakes and the boat sets west.

The wind of picking lotus is sparse, and the willow grass is long.

Laugh into the lotus, but return and lose.

Donghu zahang

Knock on the chess pieces and sit and watch the white clouds return.

Flowers fall from the East Lake and birds sing in the valley.

Open the porch to welcome guests from afar and talk to the mirror.

Enjoy the moon elsewhere, and the old garden is separated from Qian Shan.

Thoughts on boating on the East Lake at sunset

Xia Yan dyed the Qian Shan tree and sailed through the sunset.

Chu Tian sheng Yu Jing, red leaves drunk poetry.

Jin Ju is covered with silver dew, while beauty leans on cassia twig.

Passionate about the moon on the lake, reluctant to leave at first sight.

Thoughts on boating with his wife and children in East Lake and playing with the moon on Mid-Autumn Festival night.

At dusk, the East Lake is boundless, and the Moshan in the distance is red.

Gradually, the blue boat floated to the bottom of the water, and suddenly fell in front of the city with the fine waves.

Pearlescent jade shadows are like dreams, and candlelight is as dark as a fairy.

The most is the Mid-Autumn Festival on a moonlit night, and a lake celebrates reunion.

East Lake Spring Festival Evening Scenery

Weeds bloom in the ancient pavilion, while western Western jackdaw hides in the depths of Moshan Mountain.

Laugh at the sunset at the pagoda and enjoy the green feather tea in East Lake.

Ten miles and six dikes paved the beautiful scenery, and several rows of egrets passed through the farmhouse.

Draw a boat, listen to the tide and look for the flute. The moon is slanting.

Donghu yonghuai

Throughout the ages, mountains and rivers have been cut and the roof is bright.

Outside the Moshan Mountain in Fan Ying, East Lake, the bell of the ancient temple comes from Hanshui River.

The vegetation in the air is rustling, and the autumn wind is rustling.

I advise you not to lament that you have few confidants. Prosperous China depends on your talent.

Xijiangyue-Dengdong Lake Chutiantai

Inquire about the willows by the lake? Don't come. Another three years. The shadow of blue lotus fish fell into the sky, and dusk was far away.

When did things get used to it? The future is like a dream. Wild geese fly outside Chutiantai, causing sorrow.

Youth Journey-Climbing Chutiantai in East Lake

There are white clouds on the Chutian platform, and seagulls and herons stand in Tingzhou. Bishan thatched cottage, deep in Qingyang, returned after several trips.

Time is like water without a trace, sighing ambition is hard to pay. Rain falls in the lake, and fishing boats are a little bit. Why do masters have ups and downs?