Kneeling and begging for poems describing the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, there is an

Baochai Hengcuifeng, Qianli Xiangping Dream. The clouds and rain have been desolate, and the spring grass grows in the south of the Yangtze River.

Shen Zhu Hu horizontal gold lock, screen window moon shadow with flowers. The candle tears are dry, and the plum blossoms are cold at night.

The wings are low, the white goose is still heavy, and the tongue is astringent. No, Jiangnan Spring is not good, and the mood is reduced by decay and illness every year.

Sorrowful pulse. Eyes cut off the south and north of the river. The smoke trees are separated by letters. Xiaolou is a few feet up the hill. The grass is lonely and the sun is slanting. It's always been sunny days. Flowers falling outside the curtain can't fly. The east wind has no strength.

The spring breeze is on the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me?

The cave house rose in the spring breeze last night, and the old people are still separated by the Xiangjiang River. On the pillow for a while, in a spring dream, travel thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River.

Jiangnan can pick lotus, lotus leaves He Tiantian. Between the fish play lotus leaves, the fish play lotus leaves east, the fish play lotus leaves west, the Jiangnan acacia leads, and many sighs are not sounded. The yellow crane went northwest and led me to a thousand miles of heart.

Jingkou Guazhou is a water, Zhongshan is only separated by a few mountains.

The embers fell, and the dark red banana on the screen. Idle dreams of Jiangnan plum ripe day, night boat flute rain Xiao Xiao. Human-language post side bridge.

Beautiful sleep is better than massage, and Jiangnan October is still peaceful. The heavy curtain does not roll and stays fragrant for a long time, and the ancient inkstone is slightly concave and gathers more ink.

It is common to see it in King Qi's house, and Cui Jiutang has heard it a few times before. It is a good scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is a good time to fall in the flowers.

Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists only meet Jiangnan Lao. The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain. The people on the edge are like the moon, and the frost and snow are condensed on the wrists. If you are not old, you must return to your hometown, and you must break your intestines when you return to your hometown.

The dream is getting old, and Tingzhou is smoking. Mo sings the ancient tune of the south of the Yangtze River, resentment is difficult to recruit, and Chu Jiang is silent. Scented wind swallow milk, dark rain plum yellow, afternoon mirror bath blue curtain.

The water shows the mountain and the eyebrows are far away, and the return is idle and leaning on the small pavilion window. The spring breeze does not understand the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and smiles at the rain alley to find guests to taste.

The sky and autumn moon are full again, and the night of the city is a thousand heavy. It is also a Jiangnan meeting, and it is a dream to turn over doubts. The wind branches frighten the dark magpies, and the dew grass covers the cold scorpions. The brigade commander is drunk, and he is afraid of the dawn bell.

Tingzhou picks apples, and the sunset is spring in the south of the Yangtze River. There are returning guests in Dongting, and Xiaoxiang meets old people.

I heard that Jiangnan is a wine country, and pedestrians on the road want to break their intestines. Who knows that Jiangnan is not drunk, smiling at the spring breeze and ten miles of fragrance.

Attentive to be written, the book is long hateful, the blue glow and the sea sink over the geese, lovesickness, and the mourning pillar is played. Sad thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, complaining about the repetition, breaking the soul or not.

Fold flowers and send them to Longtou people. Jiangnan has nothing, talk about sending a spring.

Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists only meet Jiangnan Lao. The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain. The people by the fireside are like the moon, and the frost and snow are condensed on the wrists. If you are not old, you must return to your hometown, and you must break your intestines when you return to your hometown.

The sunrise river flowers are red, and the spring river is as green as blue.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the south of the Yangtze River is numerous, and the literati and ink writers give a new chapter. It is difficult to exhaust the beauty of the water town in ten thousand words, and the depth of field is drunk and shallow words. Suzhou and Hangzhou are not inferior to the peach blossom source, and the moonrise West Lake shines on the golden mountain. The heart of the person in the hometown has gone, and the dream of the soul in the south of the Yangtze River is in full swing.

Bai Juyi's "Remembering Jiangnan".

The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is old. The sunrise river flowers are red, and the spring river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?

Jiangnan recalls, the most memorable is Hangzhou. Looking for Guizi in the middle of the month in the mountain temple, the county pavilion pillow looks at the tide. When will you visit again?

Jiangnan recalls, followed by Wu Palace. Wu wine a glass of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa double dance drunk hibiscus. Sooner or later?

The Bodhisattva is very homesick.

The word Guiguzi.

The Yangtze River flows under the camel mountain, and the wanderer wants to look at the high-rise buildings.

When will I return to Jiangnan, and return to travel with a smile.

In the past, the water of the old place, the village sound moored at the head.

Meet to see the young, and write the spring with a new look.

1."Lonely City Twilight".

In the twilight corner of the lonely city, the sound of the sunset is quiet. Drunk sleeves are in danger, and he is sad about the end of the day and the lonely clouds. Wujin Chuwang, the surface hugs the rivers and mountains, the mountains are faint, the water is far away, and the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River is full of eyes.

Detention is susceptible, and the past hurts hard. Luo is full of residual incense, sideburns and stars, and forbearance peeps into the mirror. Qiong Ying is good, she should miss Yuguan Yao, condense her tears, go down the floor, and look back at Pinglin Yu.

2."Shangxi Ping, Golden People Holding Dew Plates".

Hate as new, new hate, and again. Look at the clouds in the sky. The south of the Yangtze River is beautiful, and the season of falling flowers is again.

The night comes with wind and rain, and the spring return seems to want to keep people. Respect is like the sea, people are like jade, poetry is like brocade, and the pen is like a god. Can be a few words, as diligent.

Jiang Tian twilight, when to be heavy and fine**. In the green poplar shade, listen to the sun and the door cover the dusk.

3."Autumn in Jiangnan".

The origin of the water country is praised, and the savages are suddenly refreshed after this.

A tent of autumn rain sleeps at the beginning, and the cold clouds of the half-inkstone have not yet been completed.

The green hat fisherman tube is not fished, and the lady in the garment is light.

Bing Silk wrote the Jiangnan scenery and sent it to Jinluan Ma Changqing.

4."Jiang Yue Lou".

The autumn wind seems to be cold in Wujiang, and the gulls and herons are jagged in the sunset.

The weeping rainbow Nana lies on the door, and the pheasant moat delays the fishing boat.

Yang'an Xiaoer clapped his hands and laughed, making Jun dream of the Jiangnan scene.

5."Inner Mongolia Eastern Chronicle Tour, Chen Qi Grassland Two Songs".

Chen Qi Yibi went to the clouds, which is nothing more than Jiangnan Jingduyan;

In June, people return to the ground full of flowers, and the rain is green at any time.

Under the flock of sheep in the snow on the distant hills, the wild wind is still frightening.

Where the faint pastoral song starts, I see the smoke of the commune in the distance.

"Jiangnan Spring".

Don) Du Mu.

Thousands of miles of warblers cry green and red, and the water village mountain Guo wine flag wind.

There are 480 temples in the Southern Dynasty, and how many buildings are in the smoke and rain.

Tang Bai Juyi.

The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is old.

The sunrise river flowers are red, and the spring river is as green as blue.

Can not remember the inner Jiangnan.

About the Author: Rong: Bai Juyi (772 846), the word Lotte, the number of Xiangshan Jushi, he is Li Bai, Du Fu is the most famous poet of the Tang Dynasty, he wrote poems to dare to complain for the people, dare to criticize the emperor bureaucracy, the content is rich and colorful, the language is easy to understand, at that time, women and roe deer can appreciate. His works were not only widely circulated in China, but also soon spread to Korea, Japan and other countries.

Bai Juyi was one of the first poets to write lyrics, and "Remembering Jiangnan" is a poem.

Bai Juyi once served as an official in Hangzhou and Suzhou in the south of the Yangtze River, and was very loved by the local people. This poem is his work reminiscing about the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, which is very distinctive artistically. Let's talk about the selection of materials first.

This poem is to write about the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River at sunrise in spring. The beauty of the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River lies in its beauty and brightness, and the most beautiful is the turquoise river, and the most bright is the bright red river flowers. It can be said that writing about the "sunrise river flowers" and "spring river water" in the south of the Yangtze River is to write about the most beautiful places, the most beautiful moments, and the most beautiful scenery.

It expresses the author's memories of Jiangnan and nostalgia for Jiangnan's thoughts and feelings.

The sunrise river flowers are red, and the spring river is as green as an orchid and white Juyi.

The spring tide brings rain and comes in a hurry, and the wild ferry unmanned boat is self-versatil.

Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallows peck the spring mud Bai Juyi.

The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is old. The sunrise river flowers are red, and the river water is as green as an orchid in spring, so you can not remember the south of the Yangtze River.

"Hangzhou City".

Hangzhou City, the beautiful capital of the world, is full of charm.

Su Causeway peach willow knows spring dawn, six bridges Yanlan lock double back peak;

The tiger runs green tea spring water is green, and the courtyard is fragrant and the lotus wind is strong.

Sanzhu Zen Temple Fanbei sounds, full of Longhua cake Guiyu steamed;

The broken bridge is even lying in the residual snow, and the beautiful old man is horizontal.

The beautiful scenery is everywhere in the middle of the city, and visitors are always lingering.

Gusu City" raised eyebrows, fireworks in the world, Gusu City, full of hibiscus strings;

Gardenia fragrant Pingjiang Road, tung oil umbrella over laughter.

Qianqian women are the most affectionate, embroidered red makeup Junlang gift;

Wumen is a talented man in the world, and the years are quiet and the river is born.

Slender West Lake" raised eyebrows and the ten-mile causeway was full of water, the pines and cypresses covered the Xu Garden, the lotus pu was drunk among the wind and flowers, and the four bridges were sweet in the smoke and rain.

Jinshan views the moon and the peaks are green, the blowing platform fishing white tower is wide, the lotus temple by the bridge of the five pavilions, and the willows are still among the clear clouds.

Zhijiangnan (1).

The water shows the mountain and the eyebrows are far away, and the return is idle and leaning on the small pavilion window. The spring breeze does not understand the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and smiles at the guest version of the rain lane.

2) Hear that Jiangnan is.

In the wine country, pedestrians on the road want to break their bowels. Who knows that Jiangnan is not drunk, smiling at the spring breeze and ten miles of fragrance.

Jiangnan is good, Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is old.

The sunrise river flowers are red like fire, and the spring river is as green as blue.

Can you not remember Jiangnan?

This is the great poet Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty praising Jiangnan's verses.

The late Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu described the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River in this way:

There are 480 temples in the Southern Dynasty, and how many buildings are in the smoke and rain.

Later generations also have many poems praising Jiangnan, such as Wei Zhuang wrote about his feelings about Jiangnan:

Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists only meet Jiangnan old.

The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain.

The people on the edge are like the moon, and the wrists are condensed with snow.

If you are not old, you must return to your hometown, and you must break your intestines when you return to your hometown.

The female lyricist Huang Fusong depicts Jiangnan for us from a woman's perspective:

Idle dreams of Jiangnan plum ripe day, night boat flute rain Xiaoxiao.

Human-language post side bridge.

How good is Gangnam?

There is a story that can be illustrated: during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Chen Bozhi rebelled against Liang and fled north, and his friend Qiu Chi actually persuaded him by letter, which wrote that in late spring and March, the grass grew in the south of the Yangtze River, the trees and flowers were grown, and the warblers flew wildly. This sentence triggered Chen Bozhi's homesickness, and finally returned to Liang.

Jiangnan Jiangnan can pick lotus, lotus leaves He Tiantian.

Fish wax liquid play lotus leaves, fish play lotus leaves east, fish play lotus leaves west, fish play lotus leaves south, fish play lotus leaves north. It's a good loss.

Jiangnan Qu Tingzhou picks apples, and the sunset is spring in the south of the Yangtze River.

There are returning guests in Dongting, and Xiaoxiang meets old people.

Why don't you return, it's too late for Chunhua to return.

Don't talk about new knowledge, only words and deeds are far away.

The spring waves in the south of the Yangtze River are misty, the willows are still there, the grass is far away in the lonely village, and the apricot blossoms are flying in the oblique sun.

Jiangnan Spring is broken, and the people of Pingman Tingzhou have not returned.

Beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River: 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, how many buildings are in the smoke and rain. Northern scenery: Suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms.

It is the good scenery of Jiangnan; It's the season of falling flowers! The desert is lonely; The sunset of the long river!