Poems about ships 1. Poems about ships

The spring tide comes late and the rain comes urgent, and no one crosses the boat in the wild —— Wei Xixi Chuzhou

A boat, a bamboo coat and an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue —— Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.

Li Bai was about to leave by boat when he suddenly heard someone singing on the shore-Li Bai's "To Wang Lun"

Li Bai's "Difficult to Go to the Sky" sometimes braves the wind and waves to straighten my muddy sail and build a bridge in the deep sea.

Du Fu's quatrains window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and Wan Li is moored at the door.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. Night berth near Zhangjifeng Bridge

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Du Fu in Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

Fishing came back, but I was too lazy to tie the rope and let the fishing boat drift in the wind; At this time, the waning moon is already in the west, but I am sleeping soundly. Sikongshu

Completely drunk, I can't see the sky in the water. A ship full of dreams sank into the Milky Way. Tang Wenru's Caoqinghu Lake in Longyang County

The following does not include the names of writers and poems ~

Shui Han fish don't eat in the quiet night, and the boat is full and empty.

There must always be a boat crossing when sleeping on the bridge, and running water should not compete with stubborn rocks.

I came to Jiang Yu's accommodation boat at night, and I couldn't bear to sleep.

In the moonlight, the curtains on the boat roll, and the fragrant dew is heavier than the flowers and trees on the shore.

2. Poems about ships

Poetry about "boat": the wild path is dark, and the river is clear.

-"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu's dark clouds cover the mountains, and the white rain jumps over the boat. -"Drunk Book Looking at the Lake Building on June 27th" At Shihanshan Temple outside Gusu, Su Song, the bell of the passenger ship rang at midnight.

-"A Night by the Fengqiao Bridge-Berthing/Night Berthing on the Fengjiang River" Tang Jidong's boat was silent, and we saw the white autumn moon entering the river. -"Pipa/Pipa Preface" Tang Baijuyi stopped on the boat with a fishing boat with two children.

-"Zhou Du An Ren" Song Yang Wanli Louchuan night snow Guazhou ferry, iron horse autumn wind scattered customs. -"Five Anger Books, the First Part" Song Luyou Pan-built boats to help the Fenhe River, crossing the river.

-"Autumn Wind Poetry" The car leaves are full of wind, and the boat is deeply loaded. -"Song of Picking Lotus" Tang Bai Juyi can ride the bright moon and see flowers on the wine boat.

-"Seventeen Songs of Qiupu" Tang Li Bai flew across the river, the boat was red, and Li Bai's levee was windy for a long time. -"Sweet Bell" Song Chen faintly flew over the wild smoke and asked about the fishing boat on the west bank of Shijie.

-"Peach Blossom Stream" Don Zhang Xu Wan Li returned to the ship to play the flute, and this heart and alliance. -"Boarding Express Pavilion" Huang Songting built a new fire and smoke, and the lake was a net passenger ship.

-"Two Poems of Qingming Festival" Tang Du Fu knows that riding a horse is like taking a boat and falling asleep at the bottom of the well. -"Song of Drinking Eight Immortals" Tang Du Fu's painting boat entered the depths of the flowers, and it was fragrant and golden.

-"Picking mulberry seeds, the West Lake is good after the lotus blossoms" Song Ouyang Xiu.

3. Poetry related to ships

Apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has already passed Chung Shan Man and arrived in Baidicheng Li Bai.

At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu, the bell of the passenger ship rang at midnight. A night berth near Zhangjifeng Bridge.

The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and the solitary sails come from the sun. Looking at Tianmen Mountain by Li Bai

The lonely sail is far away from the sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. Li Bai's farewell to Meng Haoran on his way to Yangzhou.

Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are all bright. Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

When I am happy, I will go back to the boat at night and go into the depths of the lotus. Li Qingzhao is dreaming. She often remembers the sunset in Xiting.

Book indignation and land travel

I don't know the difficulties in the world at an early age, and the Central Plains looks like a mountain.

It snowed all night in the building, and the autumn wind dispersed in the iron horse.

Stuck on the Great Wall and make an empty promise, the sideburns in the mirror have long faded.

When you debut, you can say your real name, but you can't fight for a thousand years.

Two Poems of Chen Yinque's Seven Rhymes (Ⅰ)

Cross the ocean, the autumn boat breaks the waves, and the south wind reaches Guazhou overnight.

Heroes are exhausted in the old base area of Shicheng, and the Yangtze River flows day and night.

Say goodbye to fishing boat fans to live and seal up their dreams of waiting for rainy days.

Eight articles and Ai Du's songs exist, and this hatred continues to die.

Poems about ships (1)

Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. -Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande River"

Under the long dike, the spring water is long and slowly flows through the Zhanghe River. Don't listen to the voice urging you to go. You can't sail in a shallow place like Taoxi. -Wang Zhihuan's "Banquet Speech"

Listen to the cries of apes, listen to the river rushing in the dark. The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river. Jiande's scenery is good, but it's not my hometown. I still miss my old friends in Yangzhou. Recalling those two lines of tears that I couldn't restrain, I looked at the west side of the west bank and sent sadness to Yangzhou. -Meng Haoran's "From Tonglu to Yangzhou"

Alone in the boat, on the moon in Fenglin, Zheng and the guest center are divided. The ridge color is heavy and heavy, and the string is broken and the tears are deep. -Wang Changling, "Listen to the Flowing Tone"

Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles. -Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry"

Poems about ships (2)

Leaves fall to the south and the north wind is bleak. My home is wandering by the river, and the sea of clouds is far away. I walked forward. I cried until my tears ran out and I returned to the sky. The smoke in the wind blurs where the ferry can be, and the vast river ripples in the sunset. -Meng Haoran's Early Cold Pregnancy

Jason Wu, as a hometown connected with water, it is slim for you to go to Chunjiang. Where do the sails anchor at sunset? As far as the horizon is concerned, it breaks people's intestines. -Meng Haoran's "Send Du Fourteen Down to Jiangnan"

Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon. -Li Bai's Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou.

The spring tide comes late and the rain comes urgent, and no one crosses the boat in the wild —— Wei Xixi Chuzhou

A boat, a bamboo coat and an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue —— Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.

Poems about ships (3)

Li Bai was about to leave by boat when he suddenly heard someone singing on the shore-Li Bai's "To Wang Lun"

Braving the Wind and Waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea —— Li Bai's Difficult Travel

The window contains autumn snow thousands of miles from Xiling, at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating-Du Fu's quatrains.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. -Zhang Ji is a night stop near Fengqiao.

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

Completely drunk, I can't see the sky in the water. A ship full of dreams sank into the Milky Way. -Tang Wenru's Cao Qinghu in Longyang County

Further reading: famous poems about ships

1. The spring tide comes late and the rain comes urgent, and no one crosses the boat-Wei Wu Ying is in Xixi Chuzhou.

2. Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard a song on the shore-Li Bai's "To Wang Lun".

3. The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man —— Li Bai's "Early Sending Baidicheng"

4. it is hard to go sometimes braves the wind and waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea-Li Bai's it is hard to go.

5. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-Snow-Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.

4. Poems about ships

-1. Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell arrives at the passenger ship.

-"a night-mooring near maple bridge" Tang Zhang Ji 2. I, the host, have dismounted, my guest has boarded his boat, and we raise our cups, hoping to drink-but, alas, there is no music. -"Pipa" Tang Bai Juyi 3. I'm worried about the sound of the wind hitting the boat on the beach over the dark waves.

-"Langtaosha" Tang Bai Juyi 4. The waves in Quchi Lake are still freezing in the evening, and the grass is not green for the boat. -"Throwing Music" Don Feng Yansi 5. The heron in Shatousu is silent, and the fish are jumping and stirring at the stern.

-"Mancheng Yi" Tang Du Fu 6. A horse is braying on the river bank. A boat passed by and people gathered among the willows to wait for the ferry. -"Li Zhou Du Nan" Don Wen Ting Yun 7. People in the upper reaches of the dam sail during the day.

Slapping on the bank, the spring is falling. -"Huanxisha" Song Ouyang Xiu 8. Seeing off guests on Hengtang Road every year, drizzle is a painting boat.

-"Heng Tang" Song Fan Chengda 9. Who cares if water flows through flowers and withers? Last night, the moon sailed. -"Qingpingle" Song Yan Dao Ji 10. Lotus leaves are like clouds, and the ship rolls into Xiling.

-"Living on the Lake" song. Jiang kui-1. "The night of the boat helping the piano" Tang. Bai Juyi's bird stays still, and the bright moon shines on Shenjiang night. There is nothing outside but the piano on the boat.

Seven strings are good friends and two ears are bosom friends. Peace of mind is silence, there is no distinction between ancient and modern.

2. "The Boat and the Monk" Tang Decheng thousands of feet hangs straight and goes with the flow. Shui Han fish don't eat in the quiet night, and the boat is full and empty.

3. "Stay on the boat for the first time" Tang Dumu's smoke and water are good, but how bad is his personal relationship? The situation is that the beads are carrying passengers, that is, berthing the sail embankment.

The sand goose goes with the boat, and the frog crows around the shore. At this time, there is still a smell, and you must lie in the west.

4. "Let the boat go" Tang Du Fu saw Fujian in Cangxi County, and it was cold and rainy in Shan Ye. I was worried about slipping on horseback and pretended to row back.

Green cherishes mountains and peaks, and yellow knows oranges and pomelo. The river is comfortable, sit still and relax.

5. "Sailing on an Autumn Night" Tang is a boat with a glow on the moon. Haiyan still goes in autumn, and the fisherman doesn't return at night.

How lonely the midstream is, and I can't bear to be lonely. There was a fire in the village before one o'clock, and no one left the door open.

5. Ancient poems about ships

In Li Bai's "Ode to the Court", the last sentence of Bai Di Caiyun has passed Chung Shan Man, and I will sail straight and bridge the deep sea one day. Since the world can't satisfy our desire, tomorrow I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat; There was news from relatives or friends, but I was old and sick. I was alone with my boat, whose mountains and rivers were green and Du Fu, whose windows were covered with snow in Xiling, and Wu Dong Wan Li boat was moored at the door.

Liu Yuxi sank in Qian Fan, in front of Wan Muchun's sick tree; One of Zhang Ji's night ships was moored near Fengqiao, Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, and the midnight bell rang the passenger ship. Liu Zongyuan's boat, a bamboo cloak, An old man was fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. In the poem, Zhang Xiaoxiang Nian Nujiao screams alone and doesn't know what happened in the past and now. Li Qingzhao's "Wulingchun" is afraid that the ship will not move, and Su Shi's "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia" is worried by many people and lost in smoke and laughter. There are many more, so let's start by throwing bricks and attracting jade here. . .

6. Ancient poems about ships

When my boat was sailing in the fog, the sun faded and old memories began to emerge.

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. -Meng Haoran's "A Night's Parking on Jiande River" The long embankment is full of green spring water, which flows into the Zhanghe River.

Don't listen to the voice urging you to go. You can't sail in a shallow place like Taoxi. -Wang Zhihuan's "Banquet Poetry" Mingshan listens to apes, and the river runs all night.

The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river. Jiande's scenery is good, but it's not my hometown. I still miss my old friends in Yangzhou.

Recalling those two lines of tears that I couldn't restrain, I looked at the west side of the west bank and sent sadness to Yangzhou. -Meng Haoran's "From a berth in Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou" is a lonely boat, and the moon is in Fenglin, and Zheng and the guest are divided.

The ridge color is heavy and heavy, and the string is broken and the tears are deep. -Wang Changling's "Listen to the Flowing Tone" sailed to Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with people from the south.

At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.

The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles. -Li Bai's poem about the ship in "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry" (2) When the wood falls, the wild goose is south, and the water is cooled with the north wind.

My home is wandering by the river, and the sea of clouds is far away. I walked forward. I cried until my tears ran out and I returned to the sky.

The smoke in the wind blurs where the ferry can be, and the vast river ripples in the sunset. -Meng Haoran's "Early Cold" Jason Wu is connected with water as a hometown, and it is awkward for you to go to Chunjiang.

Where do the sails anchor at sunset? As far as the horizon is concerned, it breaks people's intestines. -Meng Haoran's "Send Du fourteen times to the south of the Yangtze River" goes out of the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks go down to Yangzhou in March.

My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon. On the way to bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the Yellow Crane Tower, Li Bai's spring tide came late, and no one crossed the river. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue, Jiang Xue of Liu Zongyuan, poems about boats. (3) Li Bai was about to leave by boat when he suddenly heard someone singing on the shore. (3) Li Bai's gift to Wang Lun sometimes braves the wind and waves. It is unfathomable that Li Bai can't go to and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea.

-Zhang Ji's "a night-mooring near maple bridge" is dark in the wild and bright in the river. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" is drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams.

-Tang Wenru's "Caoqinghu Lake in Longyang County" extended reading: The famous sentence about the ship is 1. Spring tide brings rain late and comes in a hurry, and there is no boat on a wild trip-Wei's Xixi Chuzhou 2. Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard a song on the shore-Li Bai's "To Wang Lun" 3. The apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man-

7. Ancient poems related to ships

1. On June 27th, Su Shi, the author of the drunken book Wanghulou, jumped into the boat when the dark clouds did not cover the mountain in the Song Dynasty.

Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle. Dark clouds surge up, just like splashing ink, but a mountain is exposed on the horizon. The splash caused by heavy rain is like white beads and gravel, splashing on the boat.

Suddenly, the wind swept in and dispersed the dark clouds all over the sky. The water in the West Lake was as blue as a mirror, bright and gentle. Second, the author of the Tang Dynasty stayed at night near Fengqiao, and Jiang Feng caught fire and slept.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. The moon sets, crows crow and the sky is cold. They sleep sadly on the maple trees and fishing fires by the river.

In the lonely and quiet Hanshan Ancient Temple outside Gusu City, the bell ringing at midnight reached the passenger ship. Third, the boat crossed the two children of the fishing boat of Yang, the author of Anren in Wanli Dynasty, and stopped on the boat.

No wonder it didn't rain. They opened the umbrella. They didn't want to protect the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward. On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat.

No wonder they open umbrellas when it doesn't rain. It turned out that they didn't want to shelter from the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward. Fourthly, Bai Juyi, the author of "Song of Picking Lotus", was in the Tang Dynasty. Lingling's leaves were swaying in the waves, and the boat was deep in the lotus.

Every lang wants to bow his head and laugh, and Biyu scratches his head and falls into the water. Water chestnut leaves are floating on the water, lotus leaves are swaying in the wind, and the boat picking lotus leaves in the depths of lotus flowers is flying briskly.

When the girl picking lotus met her sweetheart, she wanted to say hello to him and was afraid of jokes, so she bowed her head and smiled shyly. Carelessly, the Hosta on her head fell into the water. The scenery from Fuchun to Yanling is very good. The author Ji Yunchao is as clear as spring, as light as smoke, and as green as the river is uneven.

As the sun sets, I can't help but open the tent and sit. The river view of Fuchun River seems to be green. The translation is as thick as a spring cloud and as light as smoke, and the shadows of green trees are reflected on the river.

As the sun sets, I can't help but push open the awning and sit down. The landscape of Fuchun River seems to be green.