2. Poems about wooden boats
3. Poems about the beauty of wood
1. What are the poems about wood
1. The quatrains and the short awnings in the shade of ancient wood
Song Dynasty: Zhinan
The short awnings in the shade of ancient wood helped me through.
I want to get wet with clothes, and my face is cold with willows.
second "the elm"
pre-Qin dynasty: unknown
there is the elm in the south, which is tired by Ge. Music is only for a gentleman, and happiness is for him.
there is alder in the south, and kudzu is in shortage. Happiness is only for a gentleman, and happiness is for him.
there is a cedarwood in the south. Happiness is only a gentleman, and happiness is a success.
III "Romantic Son, Muye Pavilion under the High"
Song Dynasty: Zhang Lei
Muye Pavilion under the High, Chongyang near, and it is the autumn of smashing clothes.
Nai worries about Yu's intestines, and he always invades Pan's temples, so he should be ashamed of Huang Ju.
in the evening of chutian, white apples smoke everywhere, and Polygonum hydropiper is near the water.
the grass is affectionate, the sunset is silent, the geese are flying across Nanpu, and people are leaning against the west building.
IV "Shuidiao Ge Tou Ting Gao Mu Ye Xia"
Song Dynasty: Cai Shen
Ting Gao Mu Ye Xia, Yuan Ji Ju Hua Huang.
With high eyes full of autumn, the season is near Chongyang.
I remember Peng Men's last year, riding a thousand horses to Ping Ye and feasting on the ancient stadium.
hang on to the past and talk about making the best of it.
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In the Tang Dynasty, Liu Zongyuan
was beautiful, but he could keep his solitary roots.
yingying is on the west bank of Hunan, and it is windy and frosty from autumn to autumn.
the beautiful shadow is not cold and water, and the strong fragrance is the front porch.
I'm afraid it's difficult to be confused, but it's against the plateau in this life.
2. Poems describing wood
Vegetation
Vegetation can be ruthless, and there is no end to reopening the mirror.
Chrysanthemum English is empty, and Luo Han's house is empty, but elm pods are not born to Yuan Xian's family.
destiny depends not on medical stones, but also on worms and sands in the world.
Xianweng begged for the golden dish dew, and washed away the flowers on his temples.
Weng Tao's comments
Dead wood poetry is called
Dead wood is beside a stream cliff, which is credited with years.
there are water stones with roots, and there are no leaves to meet the haze.
in February, the moss is the color, and in the third winter, the snow is the flower.
you can't know what a spirit is just because of the stars.
Lu Guimeng's comments
and
Bai Lian, the third chant in Houchi, who attacked Mei Mulan, are so colorful that they really fit in Yaochi.
there should be no one to feel hate, and when the moon is breezy and clear, it will fall.
Cui Lu's comments
Hibiscus amurensis
If it is not planted in the mud of Hengtang, two plants will smile in the blue.
It's a beautiful crimson color, and it's only open to remote places in the mountains.
Wan Li's prince and grandson should hate, but Jia Fu has no talent for three years.
Yuan Hua sighed more about human affairs, and looked back at the riverside for a long time.
Shi Jun comments
Nanmu of Guangfu Temple in Bazhou
It is deep near Nanshan Temple in Guo Cheng, with graceful trees and Zen forests.
I don't know how old I am, but I don't know how to find the sky.
In the evening, the emerald will blend with the orchid, and there will be night apes singing in the moonlight.
After walking, the green leaves look like a cover, and the yellow flowers grow full in the banquet.
This wood tastes like Yu Zhang, which is unique in Baxiang at present.
Ling Shuang refused to let the pine and cypress become pillars of the universe.
if you wait for a good working hour, you should return to fashui for a kind voyage.
Han Yu's comments
Answer: send a tree chicken (tree chicken, the biggest fungus)
It's soft, wet, green and yellow, and you can guess it. If you want to cook it, you can call a wooden plate back.
I bother you to enter Huayang Cave and cut the left ear of the lovely dragon.
Wang Wei's comments
Wang Chuanji Mulan Chai
Autumn mountains gather more photos, and birds chase their predecessors.
when the color is green, there is no place for the evening haze.
Zhao Yanzhao commented
The hibiscus in autumn
The hibiscus on the water surface has declined in autumn, and the flowers are late.
The plain dew drops red face, which seems to be sad at dusk.
hibiscus with sawdust and red calyx in the mountains. Wang Wei
regards grass as orchid and wood as pine. Li Bai
leaves are dropping down like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river always rolling on. Du Fu
Qian Fan crossed the side of the sinking boat, and Wan Muchun was ahead of the sick tree. Liu Yuxi
Denggao
Tang Du Fu
in a sharp gale from the wide sky apes are whimpering, birds are flying homeward over the clear lake and white sand.
leaves are dropping down like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river always rolling on.
I have come three thousand miles away. Sad now with autumn, and with my hundred years of woe, I climb this height alone.
ill fortune has laid a bitter frost on my temples, heart-ache and weariness are a thick dust in my wine.
Answer to Bai Gong
Tang Xuning
Gao Jing fought for the grass and stopped drinking all his life.
Lord Shan is a fairy couple, and he went upstairs hand in hand drunk.
Reward Letian. See you at the first meeting in Yangzhou.
Tang Liu Yuxi
Bashan Chu River is desolate, and he abandoned himself in the twenty-third year.
Nostalgia, singing and smelling flute fu, is like a rotten ke in my hometown.
On the side of the sinking boat, Qian Fan passes, and in front of the diseased tree, Wan Muchun.
today, I listen to a song by Jun, so I can take a glass of wine for a while.
Early cold and pregnant
Tang Menghao-ran
Muluoyan south, and the water is cold with a wind from the north.
I remember my home; but the Xiang River's curves, are walled by the clouds of this southern country.
I go forward. I weep till my tears are spent, go back to the sky.
where is the ferry? Will somebody tell me?, it's growing rough. It's growing dark.
a buddhist retreat behind broken-mountain temple
Tang Changjian
in the pure morning, near the old temple, where early sunlight points the tree-tops.
The bamboo trail leads to seclusion, of boughs and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat.
here birds are alive with mountain-light, and the mind of man touches peace in a pool.
and a thousand sounds are quieted, but the bell chimed.
longing for spring
Du Fu of Tang Dynasty
though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure, and spring comes green again to trees and grasses.
where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief.
after the war-fires of three months, one message from home is worth a ton of gold.
I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin, to hold the hairpins any more.
in late spring
Tang Hanyu
The grass and trees know that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of flowers are fighting for the grass.
Yang Hua Yu pod has no talent, but only knows how to make snow fly all over the sky
3. There are 1 poems containing "wood"
1. There are many trees and many herbs.
(Cao Cao: "Watching the Sea") 2. Qian Fan is on the side of the sinking boat, and Wan Muchun is in front of the sick tree. (Liu Yuxi: "Reward Lotte at the First Meeting in Yangzhou") 3. though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure, and spring comes green again to trees and grasses.
(Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 4. Gao Jing fought for the grass and stopped drinking all his life. (Xu Ning's Answer to Bai Gong) 5. my path has wound, through a sheltered hollow, of boughs and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat.
(Chang Jian's a buddhist retreat behind broken-mountain temple) 6. On the side of the sinking boat, Qian Fan passes, and in front of the sick tree, Wan Muchun. (Liu Yuxi's "Sorrow for Lotte at Yangzhou's First Meeting") 7. Woodfall Wild Goose South, and the water is cold with a wind from the north.
(Meng Haoran's "Early Cold and Pregnant") 8. The grass and trees know that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of red and purple fight for Fangfei. (Han Yu, "Late Spring") 9. Woodfall Wild Goose South, and the water is cold with a wind from the north.
(Meng Haoran's "Early Cold and Pregnant") 1. The autumn wind is swaying, and the waves in the Dongting are under the leaves. Qu Yuan's Nine Songs.
Poems about wooden boats 1. Poems about boats
Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and there is no boat crossing the field —— Wei Yingwu's at chuzhou on the western stream
a little boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow —— Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue
Li Bai was about to sail in a boat, but suddenly he heard the singing on the shore —— Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun
Li Bai's "a night-mooring near maple bridge" Zhang Ji
Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are only bright. "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Du Fu
After fishing, he came back without tying the boat, and Jiangcun was sleeping at sunset. Sikong Shu
didn't know that the sky was in the water when he was drunk, and the boat was full of dreams. The title of Qingcao Lake in Longyang County is Tang Wenru
The names of the writers and poems are not mentioned below ~
Shui Han fish don't eat at night, but the boat is full and empty.
Sleeping on a bridge should always be combined with boats, and running water should not compete with stubborn rocks.
I can't bear to sleep when I come to Jiangyu Lodge Boat at night.
In the moonlight, the curtain rolls on the boat, and the flowers and trees on the shore are fragrant.
2. Poems about "boat"
1. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rings at midnight to the passenger boat.
-"a night-mooring near maple bridge" Tang Zhangji 2. I, the host, had dismounted, my guest had boarded his boat, and we raised our cups and wished to drink-but, alas, there was no music. -"Pipa Trip" Don Bai Juyi 3. I am worried about the sound of the wind turning over the dark waves and hitting the boat at the beach.
-"Langtaosha" Tang Bai Juyi 4. The waves in Quchi are still frozen in the evening, and the grass is not green to welcome the boat. -"Throw the Ball Music" Don Feng Yansi 5. The heron in Sha Tousu is silent, and the fish jumps at the stern and stirs.
-"Man Cheng Yi" Tang Du Fu 6. on the bank a horse neighs. A boat goes by, people gather at a willow-clump and wait for the ferry. -"Li Zhou Nan Du" Don Wen Tingyun 7. People in the upper reaches of the dike are sailing by day.
spring water is falling on the bank. -"Huanxisha" Song Ouyang Xiu 8. See off the guests on Hengtang Road every year, and the drizzle is a painting boat.
-"Heng Tang" Song Fan Chengda 9. Who cares if the flowers bloom? Moon sailed last night. -"Qingping Music" Song Yan Jidao 1. Lotus leaves are like clouds, and the boat swayed into the Xiling.
-Song Jiangkui's Poems on Living on the Lake.
3. The poem about ships
clearly describes ships and boats:
a night-mooring on the jiande river-Meng Haoran
while my little boat moves on its mooring of mist, and daylight wanes, old memories begin. The boundless expanse of the wilderness was still deeper than the trees, and the moon was close to the moon.
Banquet-Wang Zhihuan
The spring water on the long dike is green and leisurely, and it flows into the Zhanghe River. Don't listen to the sound of urging you to go, you can't sail in the shallow place of Taoxi.
from a mooring on the tonglu to a friend in yangzhou-Meng Haoran
Listening to apes in Shanqing, and the river rushing through the night. The cross - strait wind Blow the branches and leaves rustling, the moonlight is reflected by the river, a river of a boat. Building heart scenery is good but not my homeland, I still miss Yangzhou old friends and old friends. Recalling that I can not suppress tears in the two lines, looking at the west side of the west coast to send sad to Yangzhou.
Listen to the tune of flowing water-Wang Changling
Alone in the boat, the moon is on the maple grove, and the kite and the guest heart are divided. The color of the ridge is heavy and heavy, and the string is broken and the tears are deep.
bidding a friend farewell at jingmen ferry-Li Bai
sailing far off from Jingmen Ferry, soon you will be with people in the south. Where the mountains end and the plains begin, and the river winds through wilderness. The moon is lifted like a mirror, sea-clouds gleam like palaces. And the water has brought you a touch of home, to draw your boat three hundred miles.
Writing about boats and boats in secret:
Early cold and pregnant-Meng Haoran
Wood falling wild goose south, and the water is cold with a wind from the north. My home is wandering around the edge of the river, the sea of clouds is far away. I go forward. I weep till my tears are spent, go back to the sky. The wind smoke blurred the ferry can be where, the vast river in the sunset ripples.
Send Du 14th to the south of the Yangtze River-Meng Haoran
Jingwu meets the water as a hometown, and it is slim for you to go to Chunjiang. Where to berth the sail at sunset? As far as the horizon is concerned, it breaks people's intestines.
Yellow Crane Tower a farewell to meng haoran on his way to yangzhou-Li Bai
An old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. The shadow of the friend's sail faded away, and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only to see the first line of the Yangtze river, running to the distant horizon.
4. Poems describing wood
1. There are many trees and many herbs.
2. we watch the green trees that circle your village, and the pale blue of outlying mountains.
3. There are strange trees in the court, and the green leaves are blooming.
4. Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door.
5. Jasper is dressed as a tree with ten thousand green silk tapestries hanging down.
6. is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
7. every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Parrot Island is a nest of sweet grasses.
8. Qian Fan is on the side of the sinking boat, and Wan Muchun is in front of the sick tree.
9. the spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves sunny and soft.
1. Old trees with withered vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing with water, and old roads are thin and thin.
11. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world.
12. The trees on the shore are as straight as a cloud, so who will send the phase to capture the waterfront?
3 Two-part allegorical sayings about trees
A thousand-year-old tree is a hundred-year-old pine-deeply rooted
Cars climb the tree-come blindly
Dragonflies shake the tree-don't move
Morning glory climbs the tree-climb along the pole
5. Poems describing wooden boats
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3. The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man.
4. cigarettes and water are good, but intimate friends are miserable. The situation is that the beads are carrying passengers, that is, the berthing sail embankment. Sand geese go with the boat, and field crows crow around the shore. At this time, it still smells, and it will lie in the west.
5. sailing far off from Jingmen Ferry, soon you will be with people in the south. Where the mountains end and the plains begin, and the river winds through wilderness. The moon is lifted like a mirror, sea-clouds gleam like palaces. And the water has brought you a touch of home, to draw your boat three hundred miles.
6. Muluoyan south, and the water is cold with a wind from the north. My home is wandering around the edge of the river, the sea of clouds is far away. I go forward. I weep till my tears are spent, go back to the sky. The wind smoke blurred the ferry can be where, the vast river in the sunset ripples.
7. Wild trails and clouds are all dark, and rivers and boats are only bright.
8. An old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. The shadow of the friend's sail faded away, and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only to see the first line of the Yangtze river, running to the distant horizon.
9. Everyone has no mood to drink in the account, and he is nostalgic and urged by Lanzhou.
1. and the river rushing through the night, listening to apes. The cross - strait wind Blow the branches and leaves rustling, the moonlight is reflected by the river, a river of a boat. Building heart scenery is good but not my homeland, I still miss Yangzhou old friends and old friends. Recalling that I can not suppress tears in the two lines, looking at the west side of the west coast to send sad to Yangzhou.
11. The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and the Dongwu Wan Li boat is moored at the gate.
12. The spring water on the long embankment is green and leisurely, and it flows into the Zhanghe River. Don't listen to the sound of urging you to go, you can't sail in the shallow place of Taoxi.
13. Jing and Wu are connected by water as their hometown, and it is slim for you to go to Chunjiang. Where to berth the sail at sunset? As far as the horizon is concerned, it breaks people's intestines.
6. What are the poems about Wupengchuan
1. Five Poems about Boat Crossing Chengmen Village, Clear Rain Stopping Sunrise
Year: Song Author: Yang Wanli
Meng Song got up and read several poems.
suddenly, there is a sound of a pole, but it is still screaming, and the canopy knows that it is a boat on the beach.
2. Working in Changzhou County
Year: Song Author: Wang Yucheng
moved to Changzhou County and entered the water town in poor autumn.
Jiang Han has a thousand months, and the ship carries a canopy of frost.
the bamboo hides the fish market, and the clouds miss the geese.
the old garden is gradually passing away, and the smoke and waves are white.
3.
Forty-one Poems of Song Ode
Time: Song Author: Shi Huihui
The moon is shining today, and the phoenix tree leaves a golden wind.
Huang Wenyu is heard in autumn, and the mountains are full of worries about the world.
at present, the machine is used without exception, and there is a wonderful chapter.
The butterfly's soul flies into the sky, and the fisherman loses his boat and is alone.
Thomas Wu sent him to the north to come to Hong, and the township letter began to see his achievements.
after the old mountain turns to the moon, the return road is long and exquisite.
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Year of
Song Author: Qian Shunxuan
carried a moon boat in a lonely tent at night, and quietly searched the side of the Sixth Bridge.
when the poem was finished, it became brilliant and spread around the world.
5.
Time of
Author of Song Dynasty: Bai Yuchan
The sail was lifted in the small vertical boat barn, and the sail was full of the west wind at night.
Let's hope that he will go with a pair of wild geese, which will weigh thousands of miles over the mountains.
6.
Time: Song Author: Lu You
Medicine supports gourmet sleep, and Jinghu still meets vegetarian autumn.
after a year of strong health, I am ecstatic.
There is no outstanding house in Biwa Zhuji, and a new boat is painted in Wupeng.
on the top of the road