West Lake is located in the west of Hangzhou City, Zhejiang Province. It is one of the first batch of national key scenic spots in mainland China and one of the top ten scenic spots in China. Below, I have compiled some modern poems praising the West Lake for you. You are welcome to read and learn from them.
First acquaintance with West Lake
Clear and green
Awakening the charm of spring
Border of West Lake
Breaking The beautiful legend of Canxue on the Bridge
It has been stirring for thousands of years
It has attracted countless romantic feelings
A lake in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River
The eyes are full of singing orioles and dancing swallows
The wonderful scene of gentle breeze and drizzle
The poem that makes the heart rise to a state of tired love
Under the oil paper umbrella
Your gorgeous and graceful figure
And that affectionate look back
I still hold it in my hand
The rich reflection in the lake
It was my dream last night
A certain time
The cobblestone path that exudes the atmosphere of green whipping
The dazzling lightness flows
A careless and beautiful encounter
My plump days were lost
Ten Scenes of the West Lake
The West Lake still has such an ancient dream
The spring dawn of the Su Di in the rice field was once She shed tears
Watching the wind and lotuses in Quyuan during the day and admiring the moon reflected in the three pools at night
Besieged on all sides, the flat lake has the moon like a cracked silk fabric
Which twin peaks are stuck in the clouds and look into the depths of spring and autumn?
The beautiful woman who was born here watches fish in Huaxiang
At dusk in Cangshan, she watches the waves of willows and hears the flying orioles
What is so fast is the snow remaining on the broken bridge in the sunset on Leifeng Peak
>Happy in Nanping when the evening bells are silent
Looking for Dreams in the West Lake Author: Su Mubai
Hold an oil-paper umbrella,
Through the sentimental rainy season,
In the mist and rain of a lake,
Following the style of Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty,
Looking for Qiantang in those days,
< p>The old dream of eternal prosperity.Take a small boat,
pushing away the tender blue waves,
In a pool of clouds and mist,
swaying like water In the Chinese years,
with the elegance of ancient poems,
look for the feelings of the past in the south of the Yangtze River,
the romantic scenery.
That willow bank and flower embankment,
is it,
wandering with the dim backs of the ancients,
with elegant charm,
In low chanting and singing,
can it be recited into a poem passed down from generation to generation?
The remaining snow on the broken bridge,
is it,
filled with the sentiment of a thousand years of love,
with lingering love,
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In the sunset at Leifeng Peak,
A legend that has been passed down through the ages?
Looking for dreams, West Lake,
Stepping into the dust of history,
Looking at Xizi’s hands,
washing them night after night The clear waves,
with light makeup and heavy makeup,
paint the scenery of lakes and mountains,
look at the little fragrant soul,
the sun The romance of the Six Dynasties flows gracefully on the sun,
among the clear waters and green mountains,
tears of lovesickness flow.
Looking for dreams, West Lake,
In a drizzle,
looking at the light smoke scattered across the lake,
singing It became a poem about the south of the Yangtze River.
Looking at the blooming lotus flowers,
the charm of a pond bloomed,
and I stood in the pond pavilion. Time,
Looking at the ripples of the lake,
in your brewing,
the feelings of spring and snow,
flying in your Written,
In the handsome and charming talent,
Lost in the old dream of Lin'an warm breeze.
The water of the West Lake
The water of the West Lake
is a huge tear
falling under the Leifeng Pagoda where true love is imprisoned< /p>
The sadness that washes away the white lady’s struggle against the world
The stunning masterpiece of the Yangtze River rolling back and flooding the golden mountains
How can we not be ashamed
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The water of the West Lake
Has sentimental taste buds
I have tasted the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum from Penglai Island
But I can’t taste Meeting on the Broken Bridge The bitter taste
The green snake drove Fahai into the crab shell long ago
But we carried the crab shell on our backs
Now the water of the West Lake< /p>
I’m used to hearing waves of laughter
I’m used to seeing painted couples getting drunk
Have I forgotten that
I’m already lonely The thousand-year-old broken bridge
The remaining snow is flying on the rickety back
And I and you
Can you step on the Leifeng Pagoda under your feet
Be brave enough to fly high for love
Travel to the West Lake
Sand sedimentation in Qianjiang Bay
The lagoon creates the water of West Lake
The poet built a dike and dredged the well
The literary hero built a dam and planted willows
Su Di was covered with gauze at the spring dawn
The wind of Quyuan was filled with lotus and the fragrance of wine
Pinghu The autumn moon shows its majesty
The broken bridge is surrounded by snow and frost
Watching the fish and dancing in the Yao Pond in Huagang
Hearing the orioles crow in the night in the willow waves
The moon is illuminated by candles in the three pools
The twin peaks are filled with clouds and smoke to invite
The evening bells of Nanping are melodious
Leifeng is shining at sunset and the clouds are rising
Longjing Tea Tianzhu Fragrance
Tiger running dream spring ripples taste
Lingyin Zen traces and birds singing quietly
Yue Tomb Qixia Yingqianqiu
Liuhe Ting Notes on Tao Tian Di
Spring Morning in Meiwu Orchid Storage
Wan Song Shu Yuan Sea of ??Clouds Standing
Seaside Sunny Rain and Snow Moon Chase
Ruan Dun is surrounded by beautiful green islands
The clouds and waters of Santai are fragrant
Visitors get intoxicated by the sight of Yangdi
Qian Temple represents loyalty and awe-inspiring souls
North Street Meng Xun Zhejiang Ganwei
Manlong Guiyu Interesting Village
Yunqi Bamboo Jingshan Forest Scenic Area
Jiuxi Yanshu Stream Scattered Chun
The Yellow Dragon vomits the emerald green road to remind the Holy Spirit
The sky wind of Wushan flies in the sky
The Jade Emperor flies away from the majestic tower
The sky is filled with precious stones and clouds
Mountains and beautiful water look like lovers
The most interesting thing is to be in love with the scene
Reminiscing about the West Lake
After nearly a month apart
< p>I miss you very muchA companion in spring and autumn
Leaving fragmentary memories
Peach blossoms bloom in spring
Willows in summer Blowing
The fragrance of cinnamon overflows in autumn
In winter there is residual snow on broken bridges
I like Nanshan Road and Beishan Road
There are huge parasol trees on both sides Tree
On one side is the depth of the lake
On the other side is the tranquility of the mountain
The strange rocks on Gemstone Mountain
The cool breeze is blowing
The wind lotus in Quyuan fills the pond
The lotus in the pavilion
Different styles
The tranquility of the West Lake
or Wander among the metasequoias
or stroll on the Yanggong Causeway
Su Causeway separates the West Lake
The waters are connected by bridges
Ancient The embankment is lush with trees
Birds are singing from time to time
Squirrels are crossing from time to time
The solitary mountains in the lake are connected by mountains and rivers
Bai Di looks out over Bao< /p>
Autumn scenery on Pinghu
When you are tired, you can sit on a wooden chair to rest
Watch the boats floating
The waves are surging
Recalling the West Lake
But forgetting which past events have been forgotten
What past events do not need to be remembered
Written on October 21, 2009
West Lake under the moonlight
I walked quietly to your side
I couldn’t bear to touch your inner sadness
I stood under the soft moonlight
p>Look at the moonlight shining on your calm lake
The mist of the West Lake under the moonlight is like smoke
The West Lake under the moonlight is quiet and tranquil
Night Breeze Come to a touching story
The broken bridge reappears yesterday in history
It was an extraordinary love affair
It was a soul-stirring love
It is a kind of pathos and lingering
It is a sad song that will last forever
The West Lake under the moonlight
You make me soulful Wandering around the dream
West Lake under the moonlight
You fill me with hope
I am walking in the drizzle
Who is I hold an umbrella to protect myself from the wind and rain
Thoughts on the West Lake
It is the pattering of March,
The cold wind blows on my face, and the spring scenery gradually awakens.
I am walking silently among the crowds in the West Lake with my hands folded,
It seems like I can see you holding hands with the white lady and hiding in it.
In the West Lake in early spring, there are no willow orioles singing or thunder peaks in the sunset.
Only the lingering Sanskrit sounds of Hanshan Temple can be heard.
It seems like joy, like compassion, like. Weeping and lamenting.
Fading away, looking back slowly,
In the blue waves of the West Lake, I read your romantic entanglement;
In the misty rain, Read your unyielding perseverance.
I can feel you guys there.
But I can’t travel through time and space, and I can’t turn around in reincarnation. It’s such hopeless pain that I fly across the sky and fall to the bottom of the lake.
Stand opposite the legend and watch the ferry boat coming and going.
How should I describe the loneliness in my eyes, avoid the sinking of this life, and think about the wind and rain orchid boat?
Time is wasting away, and the West Lake is aching.
The poignant beauty of the Leifeng Pagoda in the West Lake has been passed down for thousands of years, but it was only reduced to a broken bridge with remaining snow, and was washed away by the world of mortals.
The poet is rounded and the West Lake is slimmed down.
It takes a thousand years to wait!
I hope that the mountains and rivers will leave compassionate eyes and resolve this confusing world for me.
In the rolling world of mortals, I still save my expectations for the world.
Facing a thousand years of nothingness, make a wish in your heart and pray for the conversion of your soul.
In this vast world, who can shake off the dust in their eyes and find the silence in their hearts.
Mengbie West Lake
I didn’t take a good look at it even though I came here
Go to West Lake
Go back to West Lake
Although I don’t know how to appreciate it
But I can be moved by the scenery
West Lake
Like a love song
Singing all the beauties in the fleeting years
West Lake
Like a token
Bringing waves to the heart
West Lake
Like a story
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Written all the love of youth
West Lake
Like a movie
Written all the pleasant dreams
West Lake
I am somewhat satisfied after coming
Take away only the photos
Leave only sighs
Farewell
< p>It's just the end of this tripThe Charm of West Lake
The solitary mountain in the rain is drunkenly hazy,
The Xi Shi is as beautiful as a hibiscus when she comes out of the bath.
The daughter of Yue Di is made of water,
The West Lake washes out the soul of Hangzhou.
The mountains and rivers in tears are magnificent and miserable.
The indulgent Southern Song Dynasty jumped into the sea and committed suicide.
The Nanping Evening Bell not only watches over famous places, but also warns the world to strive for self-improvement and innovation.
The willow branches like wisps of smoke hang down in love with the clear water,
Like the poet poet bowing down to the pomegranate skirt.
The Three Pools Reflecting the Moon invites Chang'e into the West Lake.
The boundless wind and moonlight in Hangzhou rippling in the heart.
If Xihu puts on a cheongsam -
The white magnolia is the brooch pinned to the collar in spring,
The pink lotus is the rust-embellished fabric in summer For decoration,
Yellow osmanthus is a refreshing fragrance in autumn.
Plum Wife and Crane is a legend among lay poets.
Walking in the snow and appreciating the plum blossoms fulfills the promise of the lover in his dream.
The remaining snow on the broken bridge cannot stop the hurried steps,
The little red plums bear witness to the sincerity of love.
The Leifeng Pagoda was rebuilt after its collapse,
The Buddha’s light, love and sunset shine brightly.
Little Qingqing changes her flag to become a tour guide,
White Snake relives the mandarin duck’s dream of taking an old umbrella from oiled paper.
Hu Qingyutang sells traditional Chinese medicine and pays attention to the integrity of children and seniors.
The Xiling Seal of Social Governance demonstrates cultural heritage.
Eat West Lake vinegar fish outside the building to appreciate the sourness. Sweet, smooth and tender, West Lake Longjing tea brewed from Hupao Spring is sweet, fragrant and mellow.
Green mountains and clear waters leave good stories,
Qiantang tides sing heroes,
Yue Fei, Yu Qian and Qiu Jin are here,
the scenery is even more beautiful Later people.
The Great West Lake has a great vision and a far-sighted vision,
The Yangtze River Delta, Ningbo, Shanghai and Hangzhou shoot the sun and draw the bow.
It’s easy to spread out the Pacific Ocean to create a new picture,
to paint my Chinese mind with thick ink and heavy colors.
Marco Polo introduced Hangzhou to the world.
Whoever visits this place will have a special liking for West Lake.
They enjoy heaven here,
they don’t want to be angels but just residents.
Nostalgia for the West Lake
Push open
The door of the West Lake
Walk up the Baidi
Close
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The door of Bai Causeway
Walk up Su Causeway
The Bai Causeway is long, the Bai Causeway is long
It can’t be longer
The Su Causeway in Love
The Su Causeway is long, the Su Causeway is long
It can’t be longer
The Bai Causeway in Love
< p>ChangsuChangbai
grows into a shimmering water color
Changbai
Changsu
grows into A piece of green willow boat
Praise for the West Lake
We hear the orioles in the willow waves, the spring dawn on the Su Di, and the misty waves of the West Lake melt into the sunset.
There are so many tourists, the beautiful scenery is embraced, and the pilgrims are busy under the Leifeng Pagoda.
In the release pond, turtles of all sizes can roam freely.
Under the willows on the beautiful bank, fish swim freely and chase shadows.
Go! The boat straightened up and floated on the water holding the Fengxian Pond.
Qian Wang Temple, Yue Wang Temple, Huang Binhong’s four-eyed bird watching.
Opposite the isolated island, beside Wu Song’s tomb, Su Xiaoxiao rests.
Civil and military gatherings, heroes buried in clear mountains and beautiful waters.
Qiu Jin is withered, Taiyan is smiling, Gai screams and the sky hides its mouth and does not sing.
Quietly watching Xizi bend over the veil, the beautiful scenery in the world can no longer be so wonderful! -
Love of the West Lake
Thousands of miles away
With hopes and dreams
Flying over thousands of mountains and rivers
Millennium fate
Destined to meet you and me on the broken bridge
Yangliu Yiyi
Infatuated love
The secret fragrance filling the hair tips
My soul has long been separated
Gloomy charm
Poetic painting
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Nothing Regret for being obsessed with you
Frustration is just a disaster
The inescapable disaster in my life
The sting that flashed across my heart in an instant
Destined to be I have mourned for thousands of years
Ancient Poetry West Lake