1. Folklore Poems in Hangzhou
Qingming Poem
Qingming Festival
(Tang) Du Mu
During Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to die.
excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy laughed and did not answer the apricot mountain village.
Cold Food on the Way (Tang) Song Zhiwen
Cold food is served immediately, and it is late spring on the way.
Poor Jiang Puwang, but I don't see Luoqiao people.
The Arctic is wise to the Lord, and Nanao is a vassal.
at the heartbroken part of the old garden, wicker is new day and night.
"Cold Food"
(Tang) Han Yi
Flowers are flying everywhere in the spring city, and the cold food is easterly and willows are oblique.
At dusk, candles were passed in the Han Palace, and light smoke was scattered into the house of the Five Emperors.
(Tang) Zhang Ji
The ploughman calls for love boats, and the spring grass is green and ten thousand fields;
Try going to Wumen to see the county state. There are some new smoke in Qingming.
Qingming Festival (Song Dynasty) Wang Yuqiao
No flowers and no wine lead to Qingming Festival, and the taste is bleak like a wild monk.
Yesterday, my neighbor begged for a new fire, and the window was separated from the reading lamp.
Qingming is the Thing in Su Causeway
(Song Dynasty) Wu Weixin
Pear blossoms are in full swing, and wanderers are out of town in search of spring.
When the songs are cleared away at dusk, ten thousand willows belong to the category of warblers.
"Cold Food on the Tomb" (Song Dynasty) Yang Wanli
Go straight to the husband! Can the bridge be saved from danger?
the maple in the distant mountains is pale outside, and the broken house is lonely by the wheat.
the spring breeze comes again, and the new buildings are old.
Pear blossoms are eaten cold, and they are only worried when they enter the festival.
Doing Things in the Suburbs (Song Dynasty) Cheng Hao
The grass is green and wild, and the spring enters the surrounding mountains;
I'm rushing through Liuxiang because of the running water.
don't talk about drinking wine, lest the wind turn red;
the weather is clear and clear, so you might as well travel and never forget to go home.
"Send Chen Xiucai to the Tomb of the Province in Shashang" (Ming Dynasty) Gao Qi
is covered with blood and tears and dust, and it is sad to return home after the chaos.
pear blossoms have been eaten cold after the storm. How many grave descendants have come?
Mid-Autumn Poems:
drinking Alone with the Moon Li Bai
from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me. Raising my cup, I invite the bright moon, who brings me its shadow and makes us three.
alas, the moon was unable to drink, and my shadow tagged me vacantly;. I had to mingle with them for a while, and to enjoy the pleasure of the happy spring.
I sang. The moon encouraged me, I danced. My shadow tumbled after. Wake up together happy, drunk after each dispersion.
shall goodwill ever be secure?, I watch the long road of the River of Stars.
On August 15th, Du Fu of jathyapple
On the full moon, he flew to the mirror and returned to his heart to fold his sword. Turn the tent and go far, climb the laurel and climb the sky.
frost and snow are suspected in the waterway, and feathers are seen in the forest. At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit and I want to count the autumn cents.
Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian
The crow in Bai Shu in the atrium, and the silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng.
I don't know whose house Qiu Si will fall into tonight!
Wang Changling in Nanzhai
lying on a high seat in the south study, we have lifted the curtain-and we see the rising moon. Qing Hui Lian Shui Mu, and flow like a wave on our window and our door.
A few days have passed, calmly, beyond our wisdom, altering new to old. Our chosen one, our friend, is now by a limpid river, singing, perhaps, a plaintive eastern song.
how about a thousand miles, and yet a breath of orchids comes along the wind.
Mid-autumn moon Su Shi
The dusk clouds are all overflowing and cold, and the silver and the Chinese turn to the jade plate silently.
this night is not good in my life. where can I see the bright moon next year?
Mid-autumn and full moon are
empty and cloudless, revealing wet clothes, and the stars are pouring out to clear the rules. Donglin does not hinder the gradual rise, and the four seas are watching the road.
I can also clearly sing the heroic spirit, and I am willing to teach the darkness to take the Dan branch. Poor GuanYe ChanJuan shadow, is waiting for five residual wine.
Guan Shanyue Li Bai
the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea. The mighty wind blows tens of thousands of miles, passing through the Yumen pass.
china marches its men down Baideng Road, while Tartar troops peer across blue waters of the bay. This is the land of war in the past dynasties, few soldiers can survive.
the soldiers turn round, looking toward the border, and think of home, with wistful eyes. The wife of the soldiers at the high tower, Lament when can see distant relatives.
thinking about Li Bai in a quiet night
so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?.
lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight, sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home.
Liu Fangping on a moonlit night
The moonlight is deeper than half a family's, and the big dipper languishes in the south.
tonight, I know it's warm in spring, and the sound of insects is fresh through the green window screen.
Chang 'e Li Shangyin
The mica screen has a deep candle shadow, and the long river is gradually sinking.
Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir.
remembering my brothers on a moonlight night Du Fu
a wanderer hears drums portending battle, by the first call of autumn from a wildgoose at the border. Dew changes to frost since tonight, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!
o my brothers, lost and scattered, what is life to me without you?. Letters to Luoyang city often cannot be sent to, and the war is often not stopped.
Zhang Jiuling, looking at the moon and thinking of one far away
the moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * At this time. Brings to separated hearts, the long thoughtfulness of night!
it is no darker though I blow out my candle, it is no warmer though I put on my coat. You can not hold the beautiful moonlight to you, only hope to meet you in dreamland.
Frosty Moon, Li Shangyin
When I first heard of the wild goose, there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of high water reached the sky.
Su E, a young woman, is cold-tolerant, and she fights in the frost in the middle of the month.
Meng Haoran is pregnant in the autumn night and under the moon
The bright moon hangs in the autumn sky, and the luster is wet. Surprised magpie perched undecided, flying fireflies rolled in.
the cold shadows of the courtyards are sparse, and the sound of the neighboring pestle is urgent at night. What is the ritual? Look at the sky and stand. 2. Hangzhou folk custom poem
Qingming poem "Qingming" (Tang) Du Mu's Qingming Festival was rainy, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.
excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy laughed and did not answer the apricot mountain village. "Cold food on the way" (Tang) Song Zhiwen immediately meets cold food, and it is late spring on the way.
Poor Jiang Puwang, but I don't see Luoqiao people. The North Pole cherishes a wise Lord, and the South Tile is a vassal.
at the heartbroken part of the old garden, wicker is new day and night. "Cold Food" (Tang) Han Yi Spring City is full of flowers, and the cold food is easterly and willows are oblique.
At dusk, candles were passed in the Han Palace, and light smoke was scattered into the house of the Five Emperors. "The door is the thing" (Tang) Zhang Jigeng's husband recruited the love boat, and the spring grass was green and ten thousand fields; Try going to Wumen to see the county Guo, and there are some new smoke in Qingming.
Qingming Festival (Song Dynasty) Wang Yuqiao lived a Qingming Festival without flowers and wine, and his interest was as bleak as that of a wild monk. Yesterday, from the neighbor's discussion of new kindling, in the early days of the ching Ming festival, in front of the window lighting, sat down to study.
"Qingming is the Thing in Su Causeway" (Song Dynasty) Wu Weixin's pear blossoms are in full swing, and the wanderer is half out of town in search of spring. At dusk, the songs were packed away, and ten thousand willows belonged to a warbler.
"Cold Food on the Tomb" (Song Dynasty) Yang Wanli's Nao Fu He Xi! Can the bridge be saved from danger? The maple in the distant mountains is pale outside, and the broken house is lonely by the wheat. The spring breeze is coming again, and the new buildings are gone.
Pear blossoms are eaten cold, and they are only worried when they enter the festival. "Doing things in the suburbs is the thing" (Song) Cheng Hao's grass and green fields act arbitrarily, and spring enters the surrounding mountains and mountains; Xing Zhu Luanhong wears Liuxiang, but he sits in Teiji because of flowing water; Don't say goodbye to the wine, lest the wind turn red; Besides, today is the Qingming festival, and also meet the fine weather, very suitable for pleasure, but not to leave.
"Send Chen Xiucai back to the tomb of the province in the sand" (Ming Dynasty) Gao Qi is covered with blood and tears and dust, and it is also sad to return home after the chaos. In the wind and rain, pear flower falls, the cold food festival also passed, tomb sweeping day, there are several families will be the graves will be later generations to worship. Mid-Autumn Poems: drinking Alone with the Moon, Li Bai, from a pot of wine among the flowers and I drank alone. There was no one with me.
till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, to bring me my shadow and make us three. The moon did not know drinking, the shadow in front of the body behind.
but still for a while I had these friends, to cheer me through the end of spring. I sing the song is bright and wandering, I dance the shadow before drifting.
have sex when you wake up, and then I was drunk, and we lost one another. I would like to be with them forever to forget the injury of friendship, similar to the milky way of the milky way.
On August 15th, Du Fu of jathyapple flew the mirror at the full moon and returned to his heart to fold his sword. Turn the tent and go far, climb the laurel and climb the sky.
frost and snow are suspected in the waterway, and feathers are seen in the forest. At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit and I want to count the autumn cents.
The crow in Bai Shu and the osmanthus fragrans in Coody Leng in Wang Jian's atrium at night. I'm looking forward to the moon tonight, and I don't know who will fall in Qiu Si! Wang Changling, lying on a high seat in the south study, we have lifted the curtain-and we see the rising moon.
Qing Huilian Shui Mu, and flow like a wave on our window and our door. Time flies, calmly, beyond our wisdom, altering new to old.
our chosen one, our friend, is now by a limpid river, singing, perhaps, a plaintive eastern song. How about a thousand miles, and yet a breath of orchids comes along the wind.
In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's dusk clouds are all overflowing and cold, and the silver and the Chinese turn to the jade plate silently. This life is not a good night, where to see the bright moon next year.
In the mid-autumn and the full moon, there is no cloud and wet clothes, and the stars are pouring out to clear the rules. Donglin does not hinder the gradual rise, and the four seas are watching the road.
I can also clearly sing the heroic spirit, and I am willing to teach the darkness to take the Dan branch. Poor GuanYe ChanJuan shadow, is waiting for five residual wine.
Guan Shanyue Li Bai the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea. The mighty wind blows tens of thousands of miles, passing through the Yumen pass.
china marches its men down Baideng Road, while Tartar troops peer across blue waters of the bay. This is the land of war in the past dynasties, few soldiers can survive.
the soldiers turn round, looking toward the border, and think of home, with wistful eyes. The wife of the soldiers at the high tower, Lament when can see distant relatives.
thinking about Li Bai in a quiet night, so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?. I raise my head to gaze at the moon, Lowering my head, my nostalgia comes around.
On a moonlit night in Liu Fangping, the moon is half full, and Beidou is languid in the south. Tonight, I know that the spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh through the green window screen.
Chang 'e Li Shangyin's mica screen has a deep candle shadow, and the long river is gradually sinking. Chang' e I must regret that I had eaten the elixir at the beginning, now alone, blue sky, and night and night.
remembering my brothers on a moonlight night Du Fu a wanderer hears drums portending battle, by the first call of autumn from a wildgoose at the border. Dew changes to frost since tonight, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!
o my brothers, lost and scattered, what is life to me without you?. Letters to Luoyang city often cannot be sent to, and the war is often not stopped.
the moon, grown full now over the sea, Zhang Jiuling, looking at the moon and thinking of one far away, Tianya * * * at this time. Brings to separated hearts, the long thoughtfulness of night! Put out the candle to love this room full of moonlight, I wear clothes wandering deeply night dew cold.
so I leave my message with the moon, and turn to my bed, hoping for dreams. In the frosty moon, Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of high water met the sky.
Su E, a young woman, is cold-tolerant, and she fights in the frost in the middle of the month. Under the autumn night and the moon, there is Meng Haoran hanging in the autumn sky, and the brilliance is wet.
I was surprised that the magpie was undecided, and the flying fireflies rolled in. The courtyard is cold and the shadows are sparse, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.
what a long time! Look at the sky and stand. 3. Three essays on local customs or five ancient poems related to the seasons in Hangzhou. Thank you.
A Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake
[Tang] Bai Juyi
Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is flat and the feet of clouds are low.
several early warblers compete to warm the trees, whose new swallow pecks at the spring mud.
flowers are becoming more and more attractive, and shallow grass can lose its horseshoe.
I like the lack of eastward travel of the lake, and the white sand embankment in the shade of green poplar.
This is a description of the scenery of the West Lake in spring, and Baishadi is now Bai Causeway.
[Song] Yang Wanli
After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock.
the lotus leaves are infinitely bright in the next day, and the lotus flowers reflect the sun in a different color.
This is a description of the scenery of lotus flowers in the West Lake in summer. Jingci Temple is the Jingsi Temple, and now it is under the Leifeng Tower.
The West Lake
[Song] Ouyang Xiu
The fragrance of Han Han disappears and the paintings float, which makes Jun Ning recall Yangzhou.
They will exchange twenty-four bridges and moons for ten hectares of autumn in the West Lake.
This is a description of the scenery of the West Lake in autumn.
Plum Blossom
[Song] Lin Bu
All the fragrant flowers shake off their unique beauty and occupy a small garden:
The shadows are scattered horizontally and the water is shallow, and the fragrance floats in the moonlight.
The frost birds steal their eyes before they want to go down, but the pink butterfly dies when they know it.
fortunately, there is a little rhyme to talk about, and there is no need for a golden statue.
This is a description of the plum blossom scenery on the Gushan (the existing Gushan Park) near the West Lake. It should be in winter or early spring. (Lin Bu lived in seclusion in the lonely mountain in Hangzhou)
Visiting Huiqin Huisi, the second monk in the lonely mountain in December
[Song] Su Shi
If it's snowing in the sky, it's full of lakes, and the balcony will destroy the mountain.
there are plenty of stone fish in the water, but there are no birds in the forest.
in the twelfth lunar month, you don't return to your wife and children, and those who seek the way are really entertaining themselves.
where do Taoist priests live? Baoyunshan road, pandong.
who is willing to live in a lonely mountain? Taoist priests are not alone in their mountains.
bamboo houses with paper windows are deep and warm, and they sit and sleep in the garden.
I'm worried about my servant on a cold day, so I've been driving home for a long time.
when I came out of the mountain, I looked back at the clouds and trees, but I saw the floating map of the wild stork.
I'm so carefree and happy that I feel like a dream when I get home.
when you write a poem, you are in a hurry to chase after death, and it is difficult to copy after you lose the scenery. 4. Three essays on local customs or five ancient poems related to the seasons in Hangzhou. Thank you. < P > "A Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake" [Tang] Baijuyi Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low.
several early warblers compete to warm the trees, whose new swallow pecks at the spring mud. The colorful and colorful spring flowers will gradually charm people's eyes, the shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I like the lack of eastward travel of the lake, and the white sand embankment in the shade of green poplar. This is a description of the scenery of the West Lake in spring, and Baishadi is now Bai Causeway.
"Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple" [Song] Yang Wanli After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaf in the next day is not to be green, the lotus is particularly bright red in the sun.
This is a description of the scenery of lotus flowers in the West Lake in summer. Jingci Temple is the Jingsi Temple, and now it is under the Leifeng Tower. "West Lake" [Song] Ouyang Xiu's fragrant paintings made him forget Yangzhou.
They will exchange twenty-four bridges and moons for ten hectares of autumn in the West Lake. This is a description of the scenery of the West Lake in autumn.
"Plum Blossom" [Song] Lin Bu's numerous fragrant flowers shake off their unique beauty and occupy a small garden: the shadows are horizontal and the water is shallow, and the faint fragrance floats in the dusk of the month. When the cold bird wants to fly, it first peek at the plum blossom; Butterflies, if you know the beauty of plum blossom, will be enchanting.
fortunately, there is a little rhyme to talk about, and there is no need for a golden statue. This is a description of the plum blossom scenery on the isolated mountain (existing isolated mountain park) near the West Lake, which should be in winter or early spring.
(Lin Bu lived in seclusion in Gushan, Hangzhou in those days) Visiting Huiqin Huisi, the second monk [Song], Su Shi wanted to snow in the sky, and went to the lake, and the balcony was clear to destroy the mountain. There are plenty of stone fish in the water, and there are no birds in the forest.
in the twelfth lunar month, you don't return to your wife and children, and those who seek the way are really entertaining themselves. Where does the Taoist live? Baoyunshan road, pandong.
who is willing to live in a lonely mountain? Taoist priests are not alone in their mountains. The bamboo house with paper window is deep and warm, sitting and sleeping in accordance with the garden.
I'm worried about my servant on a cold day, so I've been driving home for a long time. When I came out of the mountain, I looked back at the clouds and trees, but I saw the floating picture of the wild stork.
I'm so carefree and happy that I feel like a dream when I get home. It is difficult to copy a poem after it is lost. 5. What are the sentences describing Hangzhou
1. Hangzhou is the capital of Zhejiang Province and the political, economic, cultural, financial and transportation center of Zhejiang Province.
Hangzhou, a county established in Qin Dynasty, was the western residence of Wu Yue State in the Five Dynasties and existed in the Southern Song Dynasty. It is one of the eight ancient capitals in China. There are many places of interest in the city, such as West Lake and Xixi Wetland, as well as institutions of higher learning such as Zhejiang University and China Academy of Fine Arts.
after the song dynasty, there was a reputation of "heaven above, Suzhou and Hangzhou below". It is a national key scenic tourist city and the first batch of historical and cultural cities.
Hangzhou is an important transportation hub in the southeast of China, one of the sub-provincial cities, the sub-central city of the Yangtze River Delta, the largest economic circle in China, and the permanent venue of the World Leisure Expo and China International Cartoon & Animation Festival. 2. The snow on the broken bridge and the rain on the West Lake let me walk into your beauty. The waves in Bai Causeway and the tide in Qiantang let me feel your magic. When I walk into you in the beautiful Hangzhou, I am a red carp in Huagang, a magical Hangzhou. I feel you. I am a warbler in Liulang. Ah! Charming Hangzhou, you leave my heart here, one flower and one tree, that's my breath, ah! Charming Hangzhou, you left my dream here, one mountain and one water is my memory.
3. A city with a long history will inevitably produce advanced culture. The beauty of a place will inevitably lead to scholars from all over the world competing to live and send. Hangzhou is such a very typical ancient city, where people who have been literate in modern times are also emerging one after another, which has influenced the development of culture for thousands of years.