Modern poems that describe the seven laws of mountains and rivers, and poems of seven words that des

Bai Juyi's seven-character poem describing the landscape is as follows:

Late Autumn Night" Don.

Bai Juyi blue sky dissolves the moon and is quiet, and the moon is sad and lonely.

The flowers bloom and the chrysanthemums are sparse, and the decayed tung trees fall into the cold wells under the leaves.

Sai Hongfei is anxious to feel the end of autumn, and the neighboring chickens are late to know the night.

The condensation is silent, and the wind blows the white dew and the clothes are cold.

Village Night" Tang. Baiju is easy to frost grass and insects, and there are no pedestrians in the south and north of the village.

Looking at the field before going out alone, the moonlight buckwheat flowers are like snow. (One work in front of the door: the front door) "Yulou Xiaowang" Tang.

Bai Juyi stood alone in the early morning with Zhu Ji, and the mountains were bright and the water was new.

The bamboo mist is bright and the moon is in the mountains, and the frequent wind warms the river spring.

There is still snow in the shade of the sub-city, and there is no dust before the sound of the drums.

In the past three hundred years, there have been many homespenders.

Lake Pavilion Looking at the Water "Tang".

Bai Ju Yi Jiuyu South Lake rises, and Xinqing North passes.

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

There are few shores and boats.

Pity the heart, and he travels alone.

Dalin Temple Peach Blossom Tang.

Bai Juyi is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom.

There is nowhere to find the spring of long-hate, and I don't know how to turn into this.

FYI.

"Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake".

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty.

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 eye, and the asakusa can have no horseshoe.

The favorite lake is not enough to go east, and the white sand embankment in the green poplar shade.

"Late Autumn Night" Tang Baiju is easy to dissolve the blue sky and the moon is quiet, and the moon is sad and lonely. The flowers bloom and the chrysanthemums are sparse, and the decayed tung trees fall into the cold wells under the leaves. Sai Hongfei is anxious to feel the end of autumn, and the neighboring chickens are late to know the night.

The condensation is silent, and the wind blows the white dew and the clothes are cold. "Village Night" Tang Baiju is easy to frost grass and insects, and there are no pedestrians in the south and north of the village. Looking at the field before going out alone, the moonlight buckwheat flowers are like snow.

Yulou Xiaowang Tang Bai Juyi stood alone in the early morning with Zhu threshold, and the mountains were bright and the water was new. The bamboo mist is bright and the moon is in the mountains, and the frequent wind warms the river spring. There is still snow in the shade of the sub-city, and there is no dust before the sound of the drums.

In the past three hundred years, there have been many homespenders. "Lake Pavilion Looking at the Water" Tang Baiju is easy to rain for a long time, the south lake is rising, and the new sunny north passes. The sun is red and shadowy, and the wind is green without waves.

There are few shores and boats. Pity the heart, and he travels alone. "Peach Blossoms of Dalin Temple" Tang Bai Juyi is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms of the mountain temple are in full bloom.

There is nowhere to find the spring of long-hate, and I don't know how to turn into this. Ask questions quickly.

Modern poems about landscapes are as follows:

Boating Mountains and Rivers:

The boat was slowly flooding in the shade of the weeping willows, and the cool breeze of early autumn blew the ripples on the water surface, blowing the sound of the countryside on both sides. I rested alone by the window of the boat, quietly watching the waves of a river, listening to the sounds of distant and near, and once again tacitly understood the scene of my childhood! This is the call of a crisp child, the work on the field is chaotic, the dog barks and the rooster cries by the bamboo fence, but the panicle shoots this gratuitous sadness and sadness!

The white clouds fly in the blue sky, I want to put the annoying years, I want to entrust the annoying love with the endless ethereal ethereal; Reply to my simple, beautiful childlike innocence, like a spoonful of cold spring in the valley, like the white-headed milk magpie in the breeze, like the grass and flowers by the pool, natural distinctiveness.

"Mingxian Yin Lai in the Village" Xu Zhimo:

The boat was slowly flooding in the shade of the weeping willows, and the cool breeze of early autumn blew the ripples on the water surface, blowing the sound of the countryside on both sides. I rested alone by the window of the boat, watching the waves of a river, <>

Listening to the sounds of near and far,—— once again tacit understanding with the scene of childhood! This is the call of a crisp child, the work on the field is chaotic, and the dogs and chickens are barking by the bamboo fence. But this gratuitous sadness and sorrow!

The white clouds fly in the blue sky, I want to put the annoying years, I want to entrust the annoying love with the endless ethereal ethereal;

Reply to my simple, beautiful childlike innocence, like a spoonful of cold spring in the valley, like the Bai nationality and milk magpie in the breeze, like the grass and flowers by the pool, natural distinctiveness.

The water is shining and sunny.

The mountains are empty and rainy.