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Anonymous users2024-02-06Qiantang River Tide] Luo Yin.
The roar was raging, and the Rakshasa River was about to float.
There is a great letter in the mandao back and forth, and it is also known that it is repeatedly advection.
Ren Toju was bottomless, and he only had his head over Xiling.
In the end, who is in charge of the dusk, so that he can ride the carp and ask Yanghou.
Autumn over the Qiantang River] through the rest.
Giant dip in the east corner, mountain swallow Ohnoflata.
Because I know that Wu hates each other, I can't finish the sound of the waves.
The black air is in the Jiao Cave, and the autumn clouds enter the battle city.
Thousands of miles of tourists, over this white mustache.
Qiantang River Waiting for the Tide All Song Poems - Hu Zhonggong.
The tide is moving to a thousand ships, and the waves are noisy and drumming.
The river turns over the clear snow, and the sea rises and the stone pond is flat.
See you in the shadow of the sail forest, and the sparkling house is bright.
Qingshan from Wu Yue, confrontation and affection.
Qiantang Tide Watching Song Poems - Liu Huang.
This is the southeast shape of the resort, Zixu Temple next step around.
I don't know how many heroic tears there are, turning into a thousand years of anger.
The thunder drum is far away and the river is stinging, and the snowmobile is high at the sea gate.
Wu Er disregarded his fate as light as a leaf, and competed for the head of the tide.
Remembering the Qiantang River, the whole Song Dynasty poem-Li Jing.
In the past, he returned to the sail by drunkenness, and faintly held the mountain day in front of him.
Fortunately, the full river is full of reflections, and the narcissus is wearing a light red shirt.
Qiantang River Tide Song Poems - Shi Wenjue.
When I first heard the sound of ten thousand horses, I gradually felt like the Great Wall.
Far from the three mountains, even the two sides of the strait.
Ling Feng added anger, and the sun was empty.
If it is Wu Xulu, how to cross the Yue soldiers.
On the Qiantang River, all Song poems-Yang Pan.
In one breath, even the river color, few ancient Qing.
Politeness and surges, current affairs and tides.
The road turns out of the green hills, and the sand is blank and the birds are walking.
A few years of dreaming of the sea, chanting and being alone.
Qiantang River Song poems - Zhu Jifang.
There are no tall trees in Jipu, and the sky is only far away.
The tide is black in the river, and the sea is red at sunrise.
On both sides of the strait, east and west, Zhejiang, thousands of sails come and go.
Outside the mountains of the Central Plains, the remnants of dreams are returning to Hong.
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Anonymous users2024-02-05Spring trip to Qiantang Lake
Gushan Temple is in the west of Jia Ting, and the water surface is low at the beginning of the clouds.
Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallows peck the spring mud.
The flowers are gradually charming to the eyes, and the shallow grass can have no horseshoe.
The favorite lake is not enough to go east, and the white sand embankment in the green poplar shade. [1-2]
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Anonymous users2024-02-04A poem describing the Qiantang River.
1. The sea surface is thunderous, and the waterfall in the center of the river is horizontal. ——Fan Zhongyan, "Two Songs of Harmony and Fortune Envoy Watching the Tide".
2. A thousand miles of Mid-Autumn moon, 100,000 military voices in the middle of the night. ——Li Kuo, "Remembering Qiantang".
3, the long flat sand walked Baihong, and the Yaotai missed the jade cup. The bottom of the Qingjiang River is shaken on a sunny day, and the waves are rising and falling in the evening day. ——Wang Shidao "Seventeen Days of Tide Viewing".
4. Thousands of miles of waves are rolling, and snowflakes are flying towards the Diaoyu Tai. The crowd praised the wide lineup, and the iron horse calmly killed the enemy. ——*** "Seven Uniques: Watching the Tide".
5. The sky and the earth are gloomy and discolored, and the waves are thousands of acres of glass. - Du Fu's "Beauty Travel".
6. The anger is raging and long, and the Rakshasa River is about to float. There is a great letter in the mandao back and forth, and it is also known that it is repeatedly advection. Ren Toju was bottomless, and he only had his head over Xiling. In the end, who is in charge of the dusk, so that he can ride the carp and ask Yanghou. ——Wang Shidao, "Qiantang River Tide".
7. August 18 tide, spectacular world. - Su Shi, "Watching Zhejiang Tao".
8, Haiyong silver is Guo, and Jiang Hengyu is tied to the waist. ——Yang Wanli, "Zhejiang Tide View".
9. The August waves roared to the ground, and the head was several feet high and touched the mountain. But he went into the gate of the sea, and rolled up the sand like a snowdrift. ——Liu Yuxi, "Waves and Sands".
10. Zhejiang is long and green in the west of the sea, and the waves are overturned day and night. Qiantang Guoli looked at the hipsters, until the white head was insufficient. ——Xu Ning, "Viewing Zhejiang Tao".
11. The sea and the sky are like thunder, and the tide of Qiantang comes from the sky. - Wang Zaijin, "Wangjiangtai".
12. The sea god returned to the east through the evil wind, and the waves hit the stone wall of Tianmen and opened. Zhejiang August is like this, the waves are like mountains and snow. ——Li Bai, "Hengjiang Ci".
13. The morning tide only falls and the evening tide comes, and it flows sixty times in a month. Not only is the time coming back and forth, but Hangzhou is getting old and being urged by the tide. - Bai Juyi, "Tide".
14. The eighteenth tide of August is spectacular in the world. Kunpeng hit 3,000 miles in water, and trained 100,000 people. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the red flag and the green cover were mutually exclusive, and the black sand and white waves swallowed each other.
Life will meet the ancients, and this situation and this scene will have both. May you add candles when you hear this, and the white robe outside the door is like a hoove. - Su Shi, "Watching Zhejiang Tao".
15. Hundreds of miles heard thunder, and the strings were temporarily stopped. Fuzhong even rode out, and the river waited for the tide. The sky is full of sunshine and autumn, and the sky is wide and wide. The storm came like snow, and it was cold. ——Meng Haoran, "Looking at the Tide with Yan Qiantang Dengzhang Pavilion".
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Anonymous users2024-02-03The vastness of the sky is vast, and the vast ocean and the sea are connected.
The ochre niche is divided into left and right, and Wu crosses the boundary to the west and east.
The gulls make the tide snow, and the dragon sings the wind on the water.
Where is the fisherman, try to ask the fisherman.
The tide drives the moon to wash the residual dream, and the water color floats in the air to send the cold.
Ten light pus were sent overnight, and I didn't know how to reach Haimen Mountain.
The wind and rain at the head of the river make it light and cold, and the dinghy is light and fishes for lunch.
The song of the waves at dusk is getting farther away, and the extension should avoid the dust crown.
The flat boat went east to Baiyun Township, and a water was thousands of miles long.
Thank you Bai Ou for not being idle, and forgetting the rest of the opportunity recently.
The autumn light desert grass is green, and the sunset river geese descend to Ting.
The turmoil of the world road is half a year now, and Yu Yao is grateful for the spirit of the cottage.
Cool silk sparse wicker, autumn full of stone bridge.
Wu Yue rose and died, and the tide came and went in the morning and dusk.
The clouds are opening and the day is approaching, and the water is far away from the sea and mountains.
Looking at Xilingdu, the sail shadow floats by itself.
There are no tall trees in Jipu, and the sky is only far away.
The tide is black in the river, and the sea is red at sunrise.
On both sides of the strait, east and west, Zhejiang, thousands of sails come and go.
Outside the mountains of the Central Plains, the remnants of dreams are returning to Hong.
On the ninth day, the wind was tight, and the flat boat was a niche mountain.
The shrine mountain is good, and the situation is restored between the rivers and waters.
Wu Ge moved two oars and traced back to Cangwan.
Although there is no chrysanthemum to put, the head is cloudy.
The autumn water is clear like practice, and the autumn moon is bright like a mirror.
Staying in Mangzhou, I saw the clouds at night.
The tide of Haimen is not born, and the dry waves of the river can be swimn.
Let the boat indulge as it is, and the eyes will be clean.
It is like a Bo Wangcha, and the sky is reflected in the sky.
The fishing fire is far away, and the singing is close to listening.
Forget that it is a guest, and the south building is high.
The roar was raging, and the Rakshasa River was about to float.
There is a great letter in the mandao back and forth, and it is also known that it is repeatedly advection.
Ren Toju was bottomless, and he only had his head over Xiling.
In the end, who is in charge of the dusk, so that he can ride the carp and ask Yanghou.
When I first heard the sound of ten thousand horses, I gradually felt like the Great Wall.
Far from the three mountains, even the two sides of the strait.
Ling Feng added anger, and the sun was empty.
If it is Wu Xulu, how to cross the Yue soldiers.
The tide is moving to a thousand ships, and the waves are noisy and drumming.
The river turns over the clear snow, and the sea rises and the stone pond is flat.
See you in the shadow of the sail forest, and the sparkling house is bright.
Qingshan from Wu Yue, confrontation and affection.
Wu Xiangyi went, and King Qian was in the sky.
Heroes are like yesterday, and the valley is since the spring breeze.
The white bird sinks into the smoke, and the mountains stand in the rain.
Bu Fan turned angry lightly and howled at the fish dragon.
The sound of the Rakshasa River is like thunder, and the flat boat is shaking the angry waves.
The body is lonely from the earth, and the tide is carrying the mountains and thousands of horses.
Nandu is dressed in autumn and the grass is lonely, and the sunset in Xiling is mourning.
Gu Huai is really lazy, and he calls for a glass of Yuhang wine.
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Anonymous users2024-02-02The flowers are gradually charming to the eyes, and the shallow grass can have no horseshoe. The favorite lake is not enough to go east, and the white sand embankment in the green poplar shade.
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Anonymous users2024-02-01Qiantang River. Song] Zhu Jifang.
There are no tall trees in Jipu, and the sky is only far away.
The tide is black in the river, and the sea is red at sunrise.
On both sides of the strait, east and west, Zhejiang, thousands of sails come and go.
Outside the mountains of the Central Plains, the remnants of dreams are returning to Hong.
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Anonymous users2024-01-31The Qiantang River is the largest river in Zhejiang Province, the name of the Liangzhejiang Road in the Song Dynasty, and the name of the province when Zhejiang Province was established in the early Ming Dynasty. Calculated from the Xin'an River in the north, the river is thousands of kilometers long; Calculated from the Majin River in the upper reaches of the Qujiang River in the south, the river is thousands of kilometers long. The following is an ancient poem I have compiled to describe the Qiantang River, I hope it can help you.
"Remembering the Qiantang River".Song Lee. In the past, he returned to the sail by drunkenness, and faintly held the mountain day in front of him.
Fortunately, the full river is full of reflections, and the narcissus is wearing a light red shirt.
"Qiantang River Tide".Song Shi Wenjue.
When I first heard the sound of ten thousand horses, I gradually felt like the Great Wall.
Far from the three mountains, even the two sides of the strait.
Ling Feng added anger, and the sun was empty.
If it is Wu Xulu, how to cross the Yue soldiers.
"On the Qiantang River".Song Yang Pan. In one breath, even the river color, few ancient Qing.
Politeness and surges, current affairs and tides.
The road turns out of the green hills, and the sand is blank and the birds are walking.
A few years of dreaming of the sea, chanting and being alone.
Qiantang River. Song] Zhu Jifang.
There are no tall trees in Jipu, and the sky is only far away.
The tide is black in the river, and the sea is red at sunrise.
On both sides of the strait, east and west, Zhejiang, thousands of sails come and go.
Outside the mountains of the Central Plains, the remnants of dreams are returning to Hong.
"Hengjiang Words".Don Lee Bai. The sea god returned to the east through the evil wind, and the waves hit the stone wall of Tianmen open.
Zhejiang August is like this, the waves are like mountains and snow.
"Watching Zhejiang Tao".Xu Ning. Zhejiang is long and green in the west of the sea, and the waves are overturned day and night.
Qiantang Guoli looked at the hipsters, until the white head was insufficient.
"Watching Zhejiang Tao".Song Su Shi. August 18 tide, spectacular world no.
Kunpeng hit 3,000 miles in water, and trained 100,000 people.
At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the red flag and the green cover were mutually exclusive, and the black sand and white waves swallowed each other.
Life will meet the ancients, and this situation and this scene will have both.
May you add candles when you hear this, and the white robe outside the door is like a hoove.
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