Six poems of Spring Mountain The green water of Spring Mountain is silent, and the smoke and waves k

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Spring Mountain Night Moon": Spring Mountain has many victories, enjoy the night and forget to return. Scoop the water and the moon in your hand, and make the flowers full of clothes. There is no distance to come, and I want to cherish Fangfei. Looking south at the bell, the tower is deep and green.

Yu Liangshi is a famous poet in the late Tang Dynasty, talented, long in the five laws, the style of poetry is beautiful and super-elegant, neat and neat, quiet and elegant, and the charm is long. On a spring night, enjoy the moon in the mountains leisurely, indulge in the landscape, the mood is cheerful and pleasant, the scenery is beautiful, and you forget to go back with nostalgia. Pick up a handful of clear and bright spring water, reflecting the shadow, as if the bright moon is in your hands; Admire the blooming and graceful mountain flowers, swaying with the wind, and soon this rich and fragrant air will stain the clothes. Looking south, the bell is melodious and tactful, and the sound is in the ears; In the depths of Cuiwei, the mountains are stacked on top of each other, and the buildings are covered.

Shengchazi Spring Mountain Smoke Wants to Collect": Spring Mountain Smoke wants to be collected, and the sky is scarce. The waning moon's face is bright, don't cry before dawn. There are many words, but the love is not over, and I still look back and say: I remember the green Luo skirt, and I pity the grass everywhere.

Niu Xiji is a famous lyricist in the late Tang Dynasty and the Five Dynasties, writing more about lovesickness and parting, going to the country and nostalgia, the style of words is fresh and graceful, and it is natural. On the rolling spring mountains in the distance, the white mist began to recede, and a picturesque silhouette of swarthy swarthy appeared faintly; The east is gradually brightening, revealing the white of the fish belly, and the few morning stars are slowly dimming. The waning moon in the west illuminates the beautiful face; The tears of farewell kept sliding down, and they looked particularly crystal clear in this quiet morning light. Even if you say a thousand words, it is difficult to express a lot of affection. The cheerful days under the moon before the flowers have become a vestige of the past, and then it is the lonely lamp of the boudoir, the drizzle of the sycamore, the lovesickness in the dream, and the ecstasy!

Water Tune Song Tou Spring Mountain on the River": The spring mountain on the river is far away, and the twilight clouds are long under the mountain. Stay and send each other, and see Shuangyan language from time to time. Full of flying flowers, looking back at the old people, the wine is sad. Back to the road ahead of Yanfeng, the smoke trees are green.

The sound leakage is remnant, the light flame is short, and the horseshoe is fragrant. The clouds are flying, and the shadow is going to Xiaoxiang. How many winds before the moon, the ends of the world, and the soul dream is also desolate. It's spring and twilight again, speechless to the sunset.

Bai Yuchan is a famous literary scholar in the Northern Song Dynasty, known as Mr. Ziqing, who works in poetry, is proficient in calligraphy and painting, and has a fresh and bright style, sparse and tranquil. Farewell in spring, full of sorrow, speechless and choking, reluctant to give up on each other. Overlooking the river, the majestic green mountains are vast and verdant, undulating, the sunset spreads all over the sky, and the falling flowers are colorful; Looking back suddenly, the deceased has been thousands of miles away, borrowing wine to drown his sorrows, looking back at the long way back, sleepless nights, lonely and lonely; Traveling to the end of the world, wandering in a foreign country all his life, in the twilight of spring, facing the pulse of the sun, he stood speechless and sighed.

Tianjingsha Spring": Spring Mountain is warm and windy, Langgan Pavilion curtains, willow swing courtyard. The warbler dances and swallows, and the small bridge is red.

Bai Pu is a famous literary scholar in the Yuan Dynasty, a composer, one of the four masters of Yuan Qu, the style of music is beautiful and elegant, quiet and leisurely, and he is the author of a volume of "The Collection of Relics". The spring mountain of peach and willow green, the warm sun shines, the gentle east wind blows, the pavilion rolls up the curtains, and looks far away by the railing. In the courtyard, the willows are still around, the swing is gently swaying, and the yellow warbler outside the door is chirping, which is crisp and pleasant; Swallows flew around and danced, and the small bridge was babbling and red.

Tasha Xing, Waiting for the Plum Remnants": The Waiting Plum Remnants, the Creek Bridge and the Willows are Thin. The grass lavender wind warmly shakes the reins. The sorrow is gradually moving away and endless, and the distance is constantly like spring water. Inch by inch soft intestines, full of tears. The height of the building is not close to the danger. At the end of Pingwu is Spring Mountain, and pedestrians are even outside Spring Mountain.

Ouyang Xiu was a famous politician and writer in the Northern Song Dynasty, one of the eight masters of the Tang and Song dynasties, who created a generation of literary styles and led the innovation of poetry and literature. The plum blossoms in front of the building have withered and scattered, the newborn willows beside the river bridge are gently hanging and swaying, the warm wind blows the fragrance of spring grass, and the passers-by who travel far away are dusty. The farther away you go, the more endless it is, just like the water of the spring river, flowing slowly and endlessly. Inch by inch soft intestines pain, tears dripping down the line, climbing the tall building and looking at the railing from afar, it is difficult to solve the sorrow in the heart. At the end of the flat meadow is the overlapping Spring Mountain, and pedestrians are even more outside the overlapping Spring Mountain.

Shuikou Boat Two Songs": Last night, it rained in the boat, how was the night full of wind and waves in the river? Looking at the lonely tent of the test paper today, there are still many green mountains and green trees. The lush mountains and green shores are green, and the green waters of the spring mountains are silent. What do you know? The two mountains are singing against each other.

Zhu Xi is a famous writer, educator, poet of the Southern Song Dynasty, and a master of Song Dynasty learning. The drizzle is dripping, the flat boat sails on the river, the wind and waves are high all night, and I stand alone and look. The green hills on both sides of the bank are undulating, and the mountains are stacked on top of each other, and they are lush; The clear river water flows slowly, clear and green, and the trees are reflected. A small boat broke through the haze and smoke, sailed away, sailed into the vast sky, and a few cuckoo cries crisp and tactful, the sound of which entered the ears and gently rippled in the heart.

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