Poems about Fishing Weng 1. What are the poems about "fishing"

1. Tang Chu Guangxi's "Fishing in the Bay" is about fishing in the green bay in spring, and the apricot blossoms are in a mess in the deep spring. The pool is clear, the water is shallow, and the lotus moves to know that the fish are scattered. The day after sunset to wait for the lover, the boat green poplar bank.

2. Tang Liu Zongyuan, "River Snow" (江雪), "Birds fly away from thousands of mountains, and people's traces are extinguished along ten thousand paths. The boat of the lone Demoiselle, fishing alone in the snow of the cold river.

3. Tang Bai Juyi "fishing" in the water a long whistle, suddenly think of the beginning of the decade. Three times, one into the A and B, one into the Cheng Ming Lodge. The life of a lot of changes, external affairs have surplus and deficit. Today, with the river old man, sand head sitting fishing.

4. Tang Hu Lingneng "children fishing" Peng head child learning to angling, sitting side of the berry moss grass reflects the body. He was sitting on the side of the berry moss and grass. The passers-by asked him to beckon to him, but he was afraid that the fish would be scared and not respond to him.

5. Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty, "Traveling and Lodging", has no good companion in the hotel, and the feelings are quiet. The cold lamps think of old times, broken geese police sad sleep. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I'd ever seen a kid in my life. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

Fishing refers to fishing with a fishing rod: streamside fishing weng, commonly known as "fishing". It is one of the sports activities. The use of fishing rods, hooks, fishing line and other tools, from the rivers, lakes and seas and reservoirs to catch fish activities. There are two categories of freshwater fishing and sea fishing, the former has a sinker fishing, running water fishing, mid-level fishing techniques; the latter is divided into shore fishing and boat fishing two ways.

2. Poetry about fishing

1. The fifth generation and Ning's "Fisherman" words: "dahuric dahurin cold standing heron, the grass wind lightly cut the waves. Smoke curtains, the day is late, the fragrance of the hibiscus to attract fishing silk."

2. The Tang Dynasty poet Yu Xuanji described the summer fishing scene in his "Gift to Li Duangong": "Infinite lotus scent stains the clothes of the Department of Ruan Lang, where to get the boat back. I'm ashamed to be less than a couple of lovebirds, but I'm still close to the fishing island."

3. Du Fu's "Jiangcun": "The clear river is a song holding the village flow, the long summer river spring is a ghost. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a conversation with a man in the middle of a conversation with a man in the middle of a conversation with a man in the middle of a conversation. The old wife draws paper for the game of chess, and the child knocks the needle for the fishing hook. The only thing you need is medicine, and you can't ask for more than that."

4. Meng Haoran's "Looking at Dongting Lake to Zhang Huanxiang" "August lake level, the virtual mixed too clear. The gas vaporizes Yunmengze, the wave shakes Yueyang City. Want to help no oars, end of the house shame of the holy Ming. Sitting and watching the anglers, in vain envious of the fish."

5. Ji Xiaolan, "Fishing Jyutsu": "A Penny, a scullery, a fisherman, a fisherman, a fishing hook. A beat and a call and a smile, a person alone a river in the fall."

6. Write winter fishing poems, of course, Liu Zongyuan's "River Snow" "thousands of birds fly away, ten thousand trails. The boat Demoiselle, fishing alone in the snow of the cold river."

7. Sikong Shu's "River Village": "Fishing is not tied to the boat, the river village moon is sleeping. Even though the wind blew away overnight, it was only by the shallow waters of the reeds."

8. Lu You's poem "Idle Occasional Questions" says; "Spring is the time for songs at the bottom of the flowers, and the moon at the river is the time for casting poles at night".

9. fomentation pond side small fishing iso, hanging rod a few times to the oblique sunshine. ------> Lu You

10. To the wind and flow for the escape of its feelings, the Qiankun longitudinal its will, to the rainbow neon as silk, the bright moon as a hook, the world without righteousness husband as bait.

----- ----- "sea fishing ao guest" Li Bai

11. Peng head boy learn to fishing, sitting side berry moss grass reflect body. The passerby asked me to beckon to him, but I was afraid that the fish would be frightened and not respond to him.

--------------- --------------- "Children Fishing" Hu Lingneng

3.Poems about fishing

So many, go to the inside of the selection Fishing Poetry (turn) Jiang Xue (Tang) Liu Zongyuan Thousands of birds fly away, ten thousand paths of the people tracked out.

Lone boat Demoiselle Rascal, fishing alone in the snow of the cold river. The title of the autumn river fishing alone (Qing Dynasty) Wang Shizhen a straw raincoat and a flat boat, a zhang silk spandex and a rain hook.

A song and a bottle of wine, a man fishing alone on a river in the fall. The Fishing Song (Late Tang Dynasty) Zhang Zhihe The egrets fly in front of the Xizhai Mountain, the peach blossoms and the flowing Mandarin fish are fat.

Green Ruo hat, green straw raincoat, the wind and rain do not have to return.

The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the water, and then you'll be able to see the water.

The pool is clear and the water is shallow, and the lotus is moving and the fish are scattering.

The water in the pool is clear and shallow, and the lotus is moving and the fish are scattering.

Fishing for Children Hu Lingneng A child with a shaggy head learns to fish, sitting on the side of the berry moss and grass reflecting his body. The passerby asked me to wave to him, but I was afraid that the fish would be scared and would not respond to him.

Lin Dongting on the Zhang Prime Minister Meng Haoran August lake level, the culmination of the virtual mix too clear. The air is vaporizing Yunmengze, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City.

I don't have any oars to help me, and I'm ashamed to be so bright. The first thing you need to do is to look at the people who are fishing and envy the fish.

The Duo Mu (杜牧) has no good companion in the hotel, and the feelings are quiet. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I had ever seen a kid.

The faraway dream returns to invade the dawn, and the letter from home arrives in the next year. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

The Fisherman Liu Zongyuan, a fisherman, stayed at night at the western rock, and in the morning, he drew the bamboo from the clear sky and burned it. The sun rises and the smoke disappears, and there is a sound of green mountains and water.

Looking back at the sky, the river flows in the middle, and the clouds on the rock are chasing each other without any intention. The Peach Blossom Stream Zhang Xu Hidden fly bridge across the wild smoke, the stone rocky west side of the fishing boat.

Peach blossom in the end of the day with the flowing water, hole in the clear stream where the side. The first is to make a new one, and the second is to make a new one, and the third is to make a new one.

Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only by the shallow water of the reed flower. Anchorage at Lanxi Dai Shulun The cool moon hangs in the willow bay like an eyebrow, and the color of the mountains in Yuezhong is seen in the mirror.

The peach blossom rain falls on Lanxi for three days, and the carp come to the beach at midnight.

The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a fishing trip, and I was in the middle of a fishing trip.

Smoke wave shallow tent cold not sleep, more will be withered mussels point fishing Jie. Untitled (Ming) Xie Jin Several feet of silk spandex hanging in the water, a silver hook swing without a trace, where the fish do not dare to face the son of heaven, long live the king only fishing dragon.

With the sons of Da Nang Mountain Meng Haoran Personnel have metabolism, the exchange into the past and present. The rivers and mountains have left their victories, and I will climb them again.

There is no need to leave the fish beams, but the sky is cold and the dream is deep. The monument of Mr. Yang is still there, and my tears are stained by reading it.

Mountain Dwelling Autumn Borer (Wang Wei) After the new rain on the empty mountain, the weather comes late in the autumn. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the color of the sky, and then you can see the color of the sky.

The bamboo clamor returns to the raccoon girl, the lotus moves under the fishing boat. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

The monk is sent back to Japan, and Qian Qi, who has been living in the country since the beginning of time, is traveling in a dream. The world is far away from the sea, the death of the boat is light.

The moon and the water are silent, and the fish and dragons listen to the sound of the Buddha. The only thing that matters is the shadow of the lamp, and the eyes of the world are clear.

Rewards to Zhang Shaofu Wang Wei In his twilight years, he is only good at being quiet, and he does not care about anything. I have no idea what I'm doing, but I know I'm going back to the old forest.

The pine wind is blowing to undo the belt, and the mountain moon is shining to play the qin. The first thing you need to do is to ask your friends to help you.

In the fall, when I went to Que, I asked the question of the post tower at Tongguan, Xu Hun, the red leaves were in the evening Xiao Xiao, and the wine in the pavilion was a scoop of wine. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and I was very happy to see it.

The color of the trees is very different from that of the pass, and the sound of the river is far away from the sea. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and I was very happy to see it.

The Fisherman on the Huai Shang Zheng Gu The white-haired man on the white-headed waves, the family also moved the boat Pupu Pupu wind. A foot of perch is newly caught, and his children and grandchildren are blowing the fire in the ogi flowers.

Wind Fishing Cheng Pengfeng The wind is blowing the surface of the water waves are high, directly complaining that the sky public gas does not go away. The wind is blowing and the wind is blowing and the wind is blowing.

Li Bai (李白) has a golden bottle of wine with a bucket of ten thousand, and a jade plate with ten thousand dollars of treasures. The first time I saw him, I was so happy to see him, and I was so happy to see him, and I was so happy to see him.

I want to cross the Yellow River, the ice is blocking the river, and I will climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for it.

The first thing I'd like to say is that I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this! The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the newest version of the game! The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money and a good deal of money. The wind and waves will be broken sometimes, hanging directly on the cloud sail to help the sea. I am looking for a hermit in the western mountains, but I can't find him. Qiu Wei is a hermit at the top of the mountain, and he is thirty miles away.

There are no servants at the gate, and only a desk and table in the room. If it were not for the firewood cart, it would have been for fishing in the autumn water.

I don't think we'll ever see each other again, but I'm sure we'll see each other again. The color of the grass is in the new rain, and the sound of the pine is in the evening window.

And this is the first time I've ever seen this place, and I'm sure it'll be a great success.

This is the first time I've been to the United States, and I've been to the United States, and I've been to the United States, and I've been to the United States.

Qingxi Wang Wei said into the Huanghua River, every chase Qingxi water. The first is a very good one, but the second is a very good one.

The sound is noisy in the rocks, and the color is quiet in the deep pines.

The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

My heart is already idle, and the clear river is so tranquil. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

The Daughters of Luoyang Wang Wei The daughters of Luoyang live across the street from each other, and they are only fifteen years old. She has a beautiful face, more than fifteen years old. Her husband is riding on a buckskin horse, and her maid has a chopped carp on a golden plate.

The painted pavilions and vermillion buildings look out at each other, and the red peaches and green willows hang over the eaves. The curtains of the house are sent to the seven fragrant cars, and the fans of the house are welcomed to the tent of the Nine Beauties.

The maniacal richness in youth, the intention of pride and extravagance drama season Lun. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a pair of shoes and a pair of shoes that you can wear.

The spring window dawning out nine micro fire, nine micro pieces of flying flowers trivial. The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what you are doing and what you are doing.

The city is so full of people who know each other that they pass by Zhao and Li's house day and night. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a movie, and I was in the middle of a movie, and I was in the middle of a movie.

The fisherman is looking forward to the spring, and Ding Hong is hibernating in his hut to avoid the cold winter, but suddenly he sees the willow color on the wall. When the peach blossoms are red, I will fish for the golden dragon with a pair of golden hooks. Fishing Music Ding Hong Cicadas and warblers play in the trees, and bees and crickets chirp in the flowers. The symphony in the world is the most beautiful fishing bell. I told to go home, painting a bamboo farewell Weixian gentleman people Zheng Banqiao Usha threw away not for the government, bags Xiao Xiao two sleeves cold; write to take a branch of thin bamboo, the autumn wind on the river for fishing rod.

Drunken song on the stonefish lake and the preface Yuan Jie Manso to public rice brewing, because of the leisure is carrying wine on the lake, when to take a drunk. In the happy drunkenness, according to the lakeshore, cited by the mercapto fish to get wine, so that the boat carries it, drink all the sitters.

It is suspected that leaning against the Bachiu discretion in the Junshan above, the sons around the dongting and sit, wine boat pan pan and touch the waves, and the people who come and go, is to make a song to the long. The lake is like a cave, and the summer water wants to be full of spring in Junshan.

The mountains are bottles, the water is a swamp, and the drinkers sit on the island. The long winds make big waves for days and days, and they can't waste people transporting the boat.

I am sitting in Bachou with a long ladle, and I am drinking from the four seats to dispel my sorrows. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.

The water is heavy. I am in the water of a thousand clouds.

The moon is bright and the fishing tube is closed. I am not yet a child.

The ears are not deaf. I am not deaf, but I can still be red in the face.

The bridge is like a rainbow. The bridge is like a rainbow.

The water is empty.

The bridge is like a rainbow, and the water is like air.

The sky is a religion. The boat canopies on the side.

The winds of the river. The crab house is different from the fishing market in the east.

When it comes time to hear the evening bell. The Fisherman's Father: Two Songs by Lu You The Mirror Lake and the two blue skies.

A boat with ten thousand hectares of glass. The fisherman's father is a man of the sea.

I am not a heavenly fairy, but a water fairy. I am not a celestial immortal, but a water nymph, and I am free to worship several ministers in Chang'an.

The fisherman has not yet woken up from his drunken sleep. The boat is small and the fishing cart is light.

I am a little bit green in the plum mountains. Fishing father Wu Zhen Unprovoked fishing in an empty pool, the fish is big, the boat is light, and the strength is not enough.

The story is about a man who is worried about falling down and hitting the ground, and who does not want to go deeper than he has to. The three gates and the six thorns of the beach, Li Bai The three gates and the six thorns of the beach, the six thorns of the beach, the six thorns of the beach, the waves.

The stone is a tiger and the water is a dragon. The water is like a dragon circling around. Why worry about the seven-mile rupture that makes me want to cast a rod? The fisherman, Zhang Songling, is happy with the wind and the fishing, and the pines and junipers in the Cao Tang are better than those he climbed.

The water of Taihu Lake, Dongting Mountain, the wind and waves and must be returned to the three songs of the Fisherman's Songs Zhang Zhihe fishing platform fishing father brown for fur, two, two, three, three, three work.

4. What are the poems about fishing

Jiang Xue (Tang) Liu Zongyuan Thousands of birds fly away, ten thousand trails, people disappear.

Lonely boat Demoiselle Weng, fishing alone in the snow of the cold river. The title of the autumn river fishing alone (Qing Dynasty) Wang Shizhen, a straw raincoat and a hat, a flat boat, a ten-foot silk thread and a rain hook.

A song and a bottle of wine, a man fishing alone on a river in the fall. The Fisherman's Song (Late Tang Dynasty) Zhang Zhihe The egrets fly in front of the Xizhai Mountain, the peach blossoms and the flowing Mandarin fish are fat.

Green Ruo hat, green straw raincoat, the wind and rain do not have to return.

The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the water, and then you'll be able to see the water.

The pool is clear and the water is shallow, and the lotus is moving and the fish are scattering.

The water in the pool is clear and shallow, and the lotus is moving and the fish are scattering.

Fishing for Children Hu Lingneng A child with a shaggy head learns to fish, sitting on the side of the berry moss and grass reflecting his body. The passerby asked me to wave to him, but I was afraid that the fish would be scared and would not respond to him.

Lin Dongting on the Zhang Prime Minister Meng Haoran August lake level, the culmination of the virtual mix too clear. The air is vaporizing Yunmengze, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City.

I don't have any oars to help me, and I'm ashamed to be so bright. The first thing you need to do is to look at the people who are fishing and envy the fish.

The Duo Mu (杜牧) has no good companion in the hotel, and the feelings are quiet. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I saw it.

The faraway dream returns to invade the dawn, and the letter from home arrives in the next year. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

The Fisherman Liu Zongyuan, a fisherman, stayed at night at the western rock, and in the morning, he drew the bamboo from the clear sky and burned it. The sun rises and the smoke disappears, and there is a sound of green mountains and water.

Looking back at the sky, the river flows in the middle, and the clouds on the rock are chasing each other without any intention. The Peach Blossom Stream Zhang Xu Hidden fly bridge across the wild smoke, the stone rocky west side of the fishing boat.

Peach blossom in the end of the day with the flowing water, hole in the clear stream where the side. The first is to make a new one, and the second is to make a new one, and the third is to make a new one.

Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only by the shallow water of the reed flower. Anchorage at Lanxi Dai Shulun The cool moon hangs in the willow bay like an eyebrow, and the color of the mountains in Yuezhong is seen in the mirror.

The peach blossom rain falls on Lanxi for three days, and the carp come to the beach at midnight.

The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a fishing trip, and I was in the middle of a fishing trip.

Smoke waves shallow tent cold not sleep, more will be withered mussels point fishing Jie. Untitled (Ming) Xie Jin Several feet of silk spandex hanging in the water, a silver hook swing without a trace, where the fish do not dare to face the son of heaven, long live the king only fishing dragon.

With the sons of Da Nang Mountain Meng Haoran Personnel have metabolism, the exchange into the past and present. The rivers and mountains have left their victories, and I will climb them again.

There is no need to leave the fish beams, but the sky is cold and the dream is deep. The monument of Mr. Yang is still there, and my tears are stained by reading it.

Mountain Dwelling Autumn Borer (Wang Wei) After the new rain on the empty mountains, the weather comes late in the autumn. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the color of the sky, and then you can see the color of the sky.

The bamboo clamor returns to the raccoon girl, the lotus moves under the fishing boat. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

The monk is sent back to Japan, and Qian Qi, who has been living in the country since the beginning of time, is traveling in a dream. The world is far away from the sea, the death of the boat is light.

The moon and the water are silent, and the fish and dragons listen to the sound of the Buddha. The only thing that matters is the shadow of the lamp, and the eyes of the world are clear.

Rewards to Zhang Shaofu Wang Wei In his twilight years, he is only good at being quiet, and he does not care about anything. I have no idea what I'm doing, but I know I'm going back to the old forest.

The pine wind is blowing to undo the belt, and the mountain moon is shining to play the qin. The first thing you need to do is to ask your friends to help you.

In the fall, when I went to Que, I asked the question of the post tower at Tongguan, Xu Hun, the red leaves were in the evening, and there was a cup of wine in the pavilion. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and I was very happy to see it.

The color of the trees is very different from that of the pass, and the sound of the river is far away from the sea. The first thing you need to do is to get to the end of the day, and then you'll be able to get to the end of the day.

The Fisherman on the Huai Shang Zheng Gu The white-haired man on the white-headed waves, the family also moved the boat Pupu Pupu wind. A foot of perch is newly caught, and his children and grandchildren are blowing the fire in the ogi flowers.

Wind Fishing Cheng Pengfeng The wind is blowing the surface of the water waves are high, directly complaining that the sky public gas does not go away. The wind is blowing and the wind is blowing and the wind is blowing.

Li Bai (李白) has a golden bottle of wine with a bucket of ten thousand, and a jade plate with ten thousand dollars of treasures. The first time I saw him, I was so happy to see him, and I was so happy to see him, and I was so happy to see him.

I want to cross the Yellow River, the ice is blocking the river, and I will climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for it.

The first thing I'd like to say is that I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this! The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the newest version of the game! The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money and a good deal of money. The wind and waves will be broken sometimes, hanging straight on the cloud sail to help the sea. I am looking for a hermit in the western mountains, but I can't find him. Qiu Wei is a hermit at the top of the mountain, and he is thirty miles away.

There are no servants at the gate, and only a desk and table in the room. If it were not for the firewood cart, it would have been for fishing in the autumn water.

I don't think I'll ever see you again, but I'm not sure if I'll ever see you again, so I'm just looking up. The color of the grass is in the new rain, and the sound of the pine is in the evening window.

And this is the first time I've ever seen this place, and I'm sure it'll be a great success.

This is the first time I've been to the United States, and I've been to the United States, and I've been to the United States, and I've been to the United States.

Qingxi Wang Wei said into the Huanghua River, every chase Qingxi water. The first is a very good one, but the second is a very good one.

The sound is noisy in the rocks, and the color is quiet in the deep pines.

The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

My heart is already idle, and the clear river is so tranquil. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

The Daughters of Luoyang Wang Wei The daughters of Luoyang live across the street from each other, and they are only fifteen years old. She has a beautiful face, more than fifteen years old. Her husband is riding on a buckskin horse, and her maid has a chopped carp on a golden plate.

The painted pavilions and vermillion buildings look out at each other, and the red peaches and green willows hang over the eaves. The curtains of the house are sent to the seven fragrant cars, and the fans of the house are welcomed to the tent of the Nine Beauties.

The maniacal richness in youth, the intention of pride and extravagance drama season Lun. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a pair of shoes and a pair of shoes that you can wear.

The spring window dawning out nine micro fire, nine micro pieces of flying flowers trivial. The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what you are doing and what you are doing.

The city is so full of people who know each other that they pass by Zhao and Li's house day and night. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a movie, and I was in the middle of a movie, and I was in the middle of a movie.

The fisherman is looking forward to the spring, and Ding Hong is hibernating in his hut to avoid the cold winter, but suddenly he sees the willow color on the wall. When the peach blossoms are red, I will fish for the golden dragon with a pair of golden hooks. Fishing Music Ding Hong Cicadas and warblers play in the trees, and bees and crickets chirp in the flowers. The symphony in the world is the most beautiful fishing bell. I'm going back to my hometown, and I'm going to paint a bamboo to say goodbye to the gentlemen of Weixian County.

Zheng Banqiao Usha thrown away not for the official, two sleeves of cold; write a branch of thin bamboo, the autumn wind on the river as a fishing rod. The song of drunkenness on the stone fish lake and the preface Yuan Jie Manso to public rice wine, because of the leisure is carried on the lake, when to take a drunkenness.

Huan drunk, according to the lakeshore citing the fish of mercapto to get wine, so that the boat carries, all drink sitters. I doubt leaning on the Bachiu discretion in the Junshan above, the sons sit around the Dongting, the wine boat flooded and touched the waves, and those who come and go, is to compose a song to the long.

Stonefish Lake, like the dongting, summer water wants to be full of Junshan spring. The mountain is a bottle, the water is a swamp, and the drinker sits on the island.

The long wind for days as a big wave, can not waste people to transport the boat. I sat at Bachou with a long ladle and drank from four seats to dispel my sorrows.

The long lovesickness Lu You The clouds are heavy. The water is a thousand times heavier.

I am in the water of a thousand clouds. The moon is bright, and I'm collecting my fishing tube.

The head is not a child. The head is not yet a child, and the ears are not yet deaf.

I can't even get a drink without blushing.

The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

The bridge is like a rainbow. The water is like the sky.

A leaf floating in the smoke and rain.

The first thing you need to do is to get the money to pay for it.

The boat's canopy is on its side. The wind is blowing in the river.

The crab house is in the east of the fishing market. The time has come to hear the evening bells.

Two Songs of the Fisherman Lu You Mirror Lake, two blue skies. The boat is a leafy vessel with a glass of ten thousand hectares.

I sleep in a straw raincoat, and I sleep on my boat. I can sleep in my strawberry raincoat.

In Chang'an, I am not obliged to worship several emperors. The fisherman has not yet woken up from his drunken sleep.

The boat is small and the fishing cart is light. The first time I saw it, it was a little bit of green.

The Fisherman Wu Zhen Unprovoked fishing in an empty pool, the fish is big and the boat is light. I'm worried about falling down, hitting the sinking and floating, and I don't want to go deeper than that.

Ling Yang litigation Sanmen Six Thorns Beach Li Bai Sanmen horizontal steep beach, six thorns go waves. The stone is a frightening tiger, the water is like a dragon circling.

Why do you worry about the seven-mile rupture, which makes me want to cast a rod? The fisherman's father, Zhang Songling, is happy to be in the wind and the fishing is idle, and the pine and juniper in the grassy hall is better than climbing.

The water of Taihu Lake, Dongting Mountain, the wind and waves must return. Three Songs of Fisherman's Songs Zhang Zhihe The fisherman's father on the fishing platform is a man in brown fur, and his boat is a small boat.

I have never been worried about the white waves of the Yangtze River. The Songjiang Crab.

5. Poetry about fish Ancient Poetry

1. The sun is red and warm, and the village is green and dark, and the night is dark and dark, and the yellow boy and the white man are gathered together in xu xu. -- "Raccoon Brook Sand" (Tang) Du Fu

2, fish play between lotus leaves, fish play lotus leaves east, fish play lotus leaves west, fish play lotus leaves south, fish play lotus leaves north. -- "Jiangnan Qu" [Jin] Lefu

3. Fish come out of the fine rain, and swallows slant in the breeze. --- "The Water Threshold" by Du Fu

4. The white heron flies in front of Xisai Mountain, and the Mandarin fish in peach blossom water are fat. --- "Fishing Songs" (Tang) Zhang Zhihe

5, walking around the pool to watch the fish swim, just when the children get fishing boat. I love fish with a different heart, and I'm here to give them food. -- "Watching Fish Swimming" (Tang) Bai Juyi

6, perch is beautiful not to return, empty wearing the southern crown to learn Chu prisoners. --Zhao Long ("An Autumn View of Chang'an")

7. Pang Pavilion Lao, an old man on labor leave, is looking for me from afar with fish and wine in his hand. --- "Pang Shao Yin on Sick Leave" by Bai Juyi

8. The dead fish are crying across the river, when will I regret it? --- "The Dead Fish Weeping Across the River" Han Wu Ming Shi

9, the people who come and go on the river, but love the beauty of the perch. --- "Fisherman on the River" Song Fan Zhongyan

10, seawater and mulberry outlet online, the wind and waves boiling Tianchi. The whale swallowed the auger fight wave into blood, deep stream swimming fish music do not know. --The Fish in the Streams (Tang) Bai Juyi