Poems about Halloyang Lake

1. 400 Words for Essay on Hanyang Lake

Hanyang Lake, should be the name of this land five hundred years ago.

Nowadays her name is Halopotam, a white salt flats. The people who live along the shore call her Salt Beach, and they are also called "Salt Beach People" by the people outside the beach.

Salt beach on both sides of the village style simple, honest villagers, so "salt beach people" has a nickname - "salt melon". If you want to know a group of people who is "salt melon seeds", do not have to ask, just look at their mouth full of yellow teeth you will know.

Growing up on the beach side of the people due to long-term drinking saline water containing fluoride, brushed with a unique long dental fluorosis. I grew up in Fuping Zhangqiao halobo beach south of a village called charcoal residue broken, is an authentic beach people.

Out of the village north door down a small slope, to the beach. The story I know about the beach, naturally, is the story of this beach in front of my house.

How the halcyon lake turned from a vast expanse of blue water into a barren halcyon beach is a very old thing, so old that it has been linked to the legend. There are many, many legends about the disappearance of the lake, and Lord Yang worshipping the lake is but one version of it.

And I am most willing to believe, but a romantic and sad version. This legend, from the beach growth of salt grass everywhere, salt grass also has a name, called the "dragon beard vegetable".

It is said that this was once a big lake with a lot of smoke. The two sides of the rice, a lake of blue lotus, it is like the scenery of Jiangnan.

I don't know when, the lake came a black dragon. This black dragon fancy a beautiful girl on the lake, on the deadbeat wrapped up.

The girl where willing to agree, and then he had his own sweetheart. The black dragon saw the girl did not allow, they repeatedly make waves, the scourge of the neighbors.

The brave young man in order to save the townspeople, but also in order to save their own love, unhesitatingly jumped into the lake to fight with the evil dragon, and finally died together. The girl also went to the lake when she realized it.

I don't know why, but the lake has dried up since then. The only thing that happened was that the dragon's whiskers turned into a beach full of dragon's whiskers.

I do not know how many years, the silence of the halo beach became lively. This bustle comes from a temple built on a platform in the center of the beach.

Because the temple was built in the beach, people call it beach temple. This temple was built when? The village old man a can not say, only know that before the liberation of the temple here is very lively.

Every spring in March, the dragon's beard new green, purple swallows murmur. The temple is a place where people from all over the world come to catch the temple fair, and they flock to the temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha, and make wishes and draw lots, and their moods are as bright as the sunshine of the spring.

More people came, here there is a sale of food and drink, but also play the social fire, just like a street market. 1950s, the temple became the new China's reeducation-through-labor camps, the temple will also be changed to the beach west side of the Liu set street.

Until today, the locals also catch the Liu Ji Street Spring Festival season of the fair called on the beach temple. Temple later disappeared in the heat of the Cultural Revolution.

"Salt Lake people" did not burn, not smashed, but carefully demolished the temple. They used the demolished bricks, tiles and wood to build classrooms for the elementary school.

"The people of Salt Lake" probably didn't realize that they were doing this, which inadvertently turned people's worship of the Buddha into a worship of knowledge. I have not seen the temple with my own eyes.

When I was a child, my friends often went to the ruins of the temple site to pick carved bricks to play. I can only ride in the lingering sun in a pair of wind and rain polished exceptionally smooth stone lions, think of the prosperity of the temple; can only be guessed from the classmates to the classroom beams of the thick temple temple in the majestic.

Now, this pair of lions once guarded the temple door, quietly standing in front of the Zhangqiao Township Government, silent witness to the vicissitudes of life.

Both are salt flats, natural salt production. The process of producing salt is also very special, not sun, but boiling.

The process of boiling salt is to put the brine in a large-diameter flat-bottomed iron pot, heat it over high heat, and then cool it. The salt will precipitate and condense layer by layer on the bottom of the pot, and finally form an inch thick a whole block, yellowish-brown, similar to the people use wooden pot lid.

The local people call the lid of the pot "kanban", and the salt is called "kanban salt". In the ancient river channel south of the beach, there used to be a shallow water with a width of more than ten feet flowing all year round, in which a very thin reed grows.

The locals can use their own twisted twine to make a colander of mature reeds. The colander is a must-have material for the local people to build a tiled house.

At the end of the seventies, there was no responsibility system, and the reeds in the beach were the property of the production team. At the end of the fall and beginning of the winter, the team had to put on rain boots and collectively cut the reeds in the cold water.

Then the oxcart was pulled back and piled up in the open space of the village, and then distributed by the team cadres to each family. In the winter, the whole village was filled with reeds.

Every family is making colanders. After the colander is finished, people will pull it to the market of Pucheng Sufang and Xingzhen with a frame cart to sell it.

Although the beach can not grow tall trees, but goji berries can grow in the saline and alkaline land. When our elementary school in the beach reclaimed a Chinese wolfberry garden, about two or three acres large, a hundred or ten Chinese wolfberry trees.

Every year, when the berries ripened, each class in our school took turns to pick berries in the garden. Teachers in order to prevent us from eating, always said that the top sprayed with pesticides.

At first, the children were regular, but there are always a few bold to steal and eat up, and finally we all followed to eat up. The taste of fresh goji berries is very sweet, I still can not forget.

The salt flats are desolate, but they also bring joy to people. Frogs are undoubtedly the best singers in the salt flats.

In late spring, every evening, the frogs will be just emerging from the reed tip of the surface of the water, the people who work all day listening to the wonderful frogs, began to think of the harvest year. Experienced people can hear the change of weather from the sound of frogs, and arrange the farm work as early as possible.

In summer, the salt flats are a paradise for children. Many wild fish grow in the water of the beach.

The children were herding goats, while touching fish or swimming in the water of the alkali drainage canal. The first thing you need to do is to get a couple of kids to muddy the water and catch the fish when they come to the surface to change their breath.

Swimming, that is, a group of boys stripped naked and jumped into the water to toss for a while, just will dog paddle only. College swimming class, see the pool side of those who do not dare to go into the water of the dry ducks, dog paddle also let me satisfy a time of their own vanity.

The salt flats are sacred, so much so that the halibut flats are the subject of our elementary school students' essays for many years. At that time we were nothing more than a thousand times to write about the four seasons of the halibut beach, halibut beach spring how, summer how ...... our class a bit.

2. Poems describing Qiantang Lake

Miscellaneous Songs and Songs - Wave Amoy Sand Liu Yuxi August waves roar to the ground, the head of a few zhang high to touch the mountain back.

In a flash, it went to the sea gate and rolled up the sand like a pile of snow. The tide of the Qiantang River, Luo Yin, is raging, and the ground by the Rakshasa River wants to float.

The river is a great place to be, but it is also a great place to be, and it is a great place to be.

The first time I saw the movie was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.

After all, who is in charge of the morning and evening, I would like to ride the red carp and ask the Yang Hou.

The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the world and the people who live in it.

I know that Wu Xiang hates, not all the sound of the sea. The black gas is the scaly cave, autumn clouds into the city of war.

The tourists have traveled thousands of miles, and their white mustaches have grown. The tide of the Qiantang River is waiting for the tide of the whole Song Dynasty - Hu Zhonggong The tide arrives at a thousand ships, and the waves are clamoring with ten thousand drums.

The river turns over in clear snow, the sea rises to the level of stone ponds. The sail's shadow is seen at the end of the forest, and the light of the waves is bright above the houses.

The green mountains are from Wu and Yue, facing each other with love. The tide of Qiantang, a poem by Liu Fei (刘黻) in the Song Dynasty, is the southeast of the city, surrounded by the ancestral temple of Zixu.

I don't know how many times the tears of heroes have turned into a thousand years of anger.

Wu's life is as light as a leaf, dancing on the tide. The memory of the Qiantang River by Li 觏 (李觏) In the past, when I was drunk and lifted my sail, the sun was half full in the hidden mountains.

It is a good thing that the river is full of light, and the daffodils are all wearing light red shirts. The Tide of the Qiantang River Song Poetry - Shi Wenjian At the beginning, I heard the sound of ten thousand horses, and gradually realized that it seemed like the Great Wall.

From the three mountains, the two sides of the river are flat. The winds are so strong, the sun is so bright.

If I were the spirit of Wuxu, how could I cross the Yue soldiers?

The heart of a traveler is the wave, and the current affairs are the tide. The road turns to the green hills, and the sand is empty of birds.

A few years of dreaming on the ocean, I have been singing about it with a lot of love. The Qiantang River: A Poem from the Song Dynasty - Zhu Jifang There are no tall trees at the end of the river, and the sky is only far away.

The tide comes in black, the sun rises in red. The two sides of the east and west Zhejiang, thousands of sails come and go wind.

The mountains in the middle of the country, the remaining dream of the return of Hong Kong. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the river, and I was in the middle of the river.

The first time I saw this, I wondered if the sea had become empty. The first time I saw it, it was in the middle of the night, and it was in the middle of the night.

The children are standing on the waves. The red flag in my hand is not wet.

I'm not sure how many times I've seen this in my dreams, but I'm sure I've seen it in my dreams. I am not sure if I can do it.

Looking at the tide of the sea (August 15, Qiantang tide watching) Zhao Ding Double peaks are distant, the return wave running Note, a vast splash of rain and flying sand. The wind is so strong that it is like hearing ten thousand drums.

The child's play is a laughing stock.

The old dragons, the angry roll of the silver man down to the end of the world.

Like clouds hanging down the back of the roc, snow spray whale teeth. The first time I saw this, I was able to see the sky and the water, and I was able to see the sky and the water, and I was able to see the sky and the water.

The eyes of the common people are shocked. The first time I saw it, I saw it as if it was a three-island haze.

The old hidden still, when to return to the pan Lingzhu.

I hope that Lang is also like the river tide water, twilight to the morning to flow continuously. The Tide of the Qiantang River in the Temple of Zixu Ming Fang Xing The two sides of the Sun Quan and Sun Quan have been divided, and the angry waves have been sounding like thunder for thousands of years.

Zixu did not die as a loyal subject, and Goujian was not a master of the world. The years have gone by, but I will start all over again.

The iron arrow of the owl is all right, and the eye breaks the flood wave for ten thousand miles back. After the moonrise to Haining State to board the sea pond tide Qing Ruan Yuan Qiantang River tide in the fall is the most huge, not up to the Yan Guan ten of five.

I came to Yanguan pond on the stand, the moon was born at the beginning of the day of the sun at noon. The river suddenly condenses and does not dare to go east, the mouth of the sea is open against the west spit.

The tide does not push straight up, the water does not flow freely. If the sea with Ling day again anger, the ground back to the vibration of a thousand thunder drums.

The horse's title is "Alligator Dance", and the arrows are fired from the crossbow of the King of Money. The world's most important city is the city of the sea, and the world's most important city is the city of the sea, and the world's most important city is the city of the sea.

As the black clouds roll in the wind and rain, as the galloping horses fight with the tiger. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the first time I saw a student at the University of California, Berkeley.

Three thousand water strikes migrate to the Canghai sea, twelve cities fall down the pillar of heaven. 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 was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.

The world's most important and most important city is the city of the world, and the world's most important city is the city of the world, and the world's most important city is the city of the world. The first thing I want to do is to get the best out of the world.

The Canghai and Sanchangtian are separated by a dike, and the fish and dragons are in the neighboring area. The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night.

The first time I saw this, it was a very good thing that I was so happy to see you, and it was a very good thing that I was so happy to see you.

The geese's teeth long pile 100,000 rows, fish scale boulder three layers of foundation. The first is a monument before Wang Chong, and the second is a strange word after Mei multiplied.

Contempt, this pond this tide **** thousands of years, the word heart happy empire heart bitter. The evening crossing of the Qiantang River in the Qing Dynasty, Wang Yinhuai, the sound of the Rakshasa River is like thunder, and the boat shakes the pile of angry waves.

The body from the land of the lonely gulls pan, tide hostage mountains ten thousand horses to. The Nandu clothes are silent in the fall, and the Xiling drums and horns are sad in the sunset.

Ancient Huai Jail fall really no laziness, call for a cup of wine in Yuhang. Qiantang tide Qing Tang Jinzhao a sound of the first turn of the sea door thunder, ten thousand stacks of real as snow as a pile.

Your transcendence has swallowed the tomb of Wenshou, and the remaining waves are still on Ziling Terrace. If you want to teach the Jin Kou to go to the whole division, you can borrow the money from the king of the shooters.

I want to write something spectacular, but the pen is weak.

3. Description of the Qiantang River

"With Yan Qiantang Dengzhang Ting look at the tide as" "Hundreds of miles heard the thunder, sounding strings temporarily stopped playing. 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 sun is shining in the fall sky, and the sky is wide. The waves are like snow, and a cold one is born."

"Wave sand" "August waves roar to the ground, the head of a few feet high to touch the mountain back. In a short while, it entered the sea door, and rolled up the sand like a pile of snow."

The Tide: "The early tide falls and the late tide comes, and the tide flows sixty times in a month. It's not only the time that goes by, but also the tide that drives Hangzhou into old age." I don't have to choose between a thatched roof and a market building, but my official residence is like the island of Pengdao. The fragrance of wild oranges in front of the Taste Hall and the old autumn lotus by the Jiantan Bridge. The tide on the 18th day of the 8th month is a spectacular sight. The Kunpeng water strikes three thousand li, and the group practice drives one hundred thousand men; the red flag and the green cover are brightly visible to each other, and the black sand and white waves swallow each other up. The meeting of life is a rare event. What are the two benefits of this scene and this trip? I wish you could hear this and add candles to it, so that your white robes would look like swans outside the door."

"The tide of the Qiantang River," "is raging, and the ground by the Rakshasa River wants to float. The tide of the Qiantang River is so strong that it is floating on the edge of the Rakshasa River. Any throw huge dipping doubt bottomless, fierce over Xiling only head. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and you'll be able to do that.

"Seven poems - the tide" "thousands of miles of waves rolled, snowflakes fly to Diaoyutai. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. Kunpeng water attack three thousand miles, the group practice long drive one hundred thousand men. The red flag and green cover each other at the end of the Ming Dynasty, black sand and white waves swallowed each other. The meeting of life is hard to come by, and this scene is not to be missed. I wish you could hear this and add candles, white robes like swans outside the door.

4. Poems describing the Qiantang River

1, "Memories of the Qiantang River"

Song Dynasty: Li 觏

In the past, I was drunk and lifted the sail to return home, and the sun was half full in front of the hidden mountains.

It is a good thing that the river is full of light, and the daffodils are all wearing light red shirts.

The sun has set halfway in front of the hidden green hills on both sides of the river. At this moment, the most fascinating or back into the river, the river is a red light, the river on the point of white sails, in the sunset reflection, like the water goddesses have put on a light red shirt.

2. The Golden Wisps - Concubine lives on the Qiantang River

Song Dynasty: Sima ritual bonfire

Concubine lives on the Qiantang River. I don't care if the flowers fall or bloom, I don't care about the flow of the year. The swallows are going away with their spring colors, and there are several showers of yellow plum rain on the screen window.

The clouds were half spit out of the rhinoceros comb, and the sandalwood boards were lightly struck, singing through the golden strands. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

My home is on the banks of the bustling Qiantang River, where flowers blossom and fall, allowing the years to pass. And now the swallows are going to take the beautiful spring light away again, in this dusk, outside the screen window fell a dashing rain. I put my rhinoceros comb diagonally on my head, letting my hair fall halfway down my temples, and struck the sandalwood board to sing a clear song. Lift your eyes to look at the white clouds in the sky, I do not know where it drifted, and woke up only to see the bright moon rising from the banks of the Spring River.

3, "Fisherman's Pride - send Taiwan guard Jiang Langzhong"

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Send guests back to the end of the lights. The moon in the west tower is cool and dizzying. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on the next day's tide. The tide is coming in steadily. The boat across the crossing of the heavy city near.

The river seems to know the hatred of lonely guests. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of the problem. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

After the guests left, the lights were exhausted, the west building hung a round of pale moon. There is no regularity in the rising tide of the Qiantang River. I hope that the tide's smooth and quiet, so that the friend's boat can be peaceful and stable ground moored in the strategic significance of the heavy city on the ferry. The Qiantang River seems to understand my "lone guest" who has left his friend, and a warm and calm south wind drifts past. Don't use today's popular snobbery to belittle those who have suffered setbacks for many years. You and I have to be diligent to send a book to ask for information, Qiantang shake goodbye to not forget the friendship of the oath of loyalty must be observed.

4. "Golden Wisp - Home on the Qiantang River"

Song Dynasty: Sima ritual bonfire

Home on the Qiantang River. Flowers are falling and blossoming, no matter how many years have passed. The swallows are going away again. The yellow rain falls on the window.

The clouds are half spitting out of the rhinoceros comb. 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 the world. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it.

My home is on the banks of the bustling Qiantang River, where flowers bloom and fall, allowing the years to pass. And now the swallows are going to take the beautiful spring light away again, in this dusk, outside the screen window fell a dashing rain. I put my rhinoceros comb diagonally on my head, letting my hair hang halfway down my temples, and struck the sandalwood board to sing a clear song. Lift your eyes to look at the white clouds in the sky, I do not know where it drifted, and woke up only to see the bright moon rising from the banks of the Spring River.

5, "should be cited question Qiantang public house"

Tang Dynasty: Zhou Kuang thing

Miles of the vast expanse of the rift valley is far away, the Qinhuang bottom thing is uneasy bridge.

The mouth of the Qiantang River has no money, but also blocked the Xiling two letter tide.

Miles and miles of the sky is far away, Qin Shi Huang did not see (here) helpless. There is no money passing through the mouth of the Qiantang River, blocking the waves on both sides of the Xiling.

5. Poems about the tide of the Qiantang River

The poems about the tide of the Qiantang River are:

1. Hai Shen east past the evil wind back, the waves hit the stone wall of the Tianmen open. The tide of the Qiantang River is the largest in the world, and it is the largest in the world, and it is the largest in the world.

From: "Hengjiang words" Author: Li Bai

2, the wave to the potential to turn male, hunting driving long wind. The thunder shook the clouds, and the mountains flew in the frost and snow.

From: "The Tide at Zhangting" By: Song Yu

3, Thousands of miles of waves rolled, snowflakes fly to Diaoyutai. The people and the mountains are praising the broad formation, and the iron horse is calmly killing the enemy back.

From: "seven poems - tide watching" Author: Mao Zedong

4, August 18 tide, spectacular world. The kunpeng water strike three thousand li, group practice long drive hundred thousand husband. The red flag and green cover each other at the end of the Ming Dynasty, the black sand and white waves swallowed each other. It is hard to get a meeting in life, and this scene is the best of both worlds. I wish you could hear this and add candles, white robes like a swan outside the door.

From: "View Zhejiang Tao" By: Su Shi

5, the angry sound raging potential leisurely, Rakshasa river side of the ground to float. The road to and from the great faith, but also know the reversal of the flow to the flat. Any throw huge dipping doubt bottomless, fierce over the Xiling only head. The first thing you need to do is to ask the person who is in charge of the day, and then ride the red carp to ask the Yang Hou.

Source: "Qiantang River Tide" Author: Luo Yin

6, August waves roar to the ground, the head of a few feet high to touch the mountain back. In a short while, but into the sea door to go, rolled up the sand like a pile of snow.

Source: The Wave of Sand Author: Liu Yuxi

7, a hundred miles heard the thunder, the sound of strings temporarily stopped playing. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at it, but I'm sure I'll be able to get a good look at it. The sun is shining in the fall sky, and the sky is wide. The waves come like snow, a Ling Sheng cold.

Source: "and Yan Qiantang Dengzhang Pavilion looking at the tide" By: Meng Haoran

6. Poetry describing the Qiantang River

Qiantang River tide Luo Yin

Rage of the raging potential leisurely, Rakshasa River side of the ground to be floated.

The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of a movie, and the second time I saw it was when I was in the middle of a movie.

The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I'd ever seen a kid.

The first is to ask the emperor who will be in charge of the city, and the second is to ask the emperor who will be in charge of the city.

Autumn in Qiantang River Guanxiu

The giant dip in the east corner of the pole, the mountain swallowed the big field flat.

I know that Wu Xiang hates the sound of the sea.

The black gas is the scaly cave, the autumn clouds into the city of war.

The tourists have traveled thousands of miles, and the white moustache is born here.

The tide in the Qiantang River is waiting for the tide.

The river turns over with clear snow, and the sea rises with stone ponds.

The sail's shadow is seen at the end of the forest, and the light of the waves is bright on the house.

The green mountains from Wu and Yue, facing each other.

The tide of Qiantang is a poem by Liu Fei of the Song Dynasty.

This is the southeast of the city, and it is surrounded by the ancestral temple of Zixu.

I don't know how many tears of heroes, turned into a thousand years of angry waves.

The thunder drums are far away from the river, and the snowmobiles are driving across the sea gate.

Wu's life is as light as a leaf, and he dances on the tide.

Remembering the Qiantang River

In the past, when I was drunk and lifted the sail, the sun was half full on the hidden mountains in front of me.

It is a good thing that the river is full of light, and the daffodils are all wearing light red shirts.

The tide of the Qiantang River

At first, I heard the sound of ten thousand horses, and gradually realized that it seemed like the Great Wall.

From the three mountains, the two sides of the river are flat.

The winds are so strong that the sun is a reflection of it.

If it is the spirit of Wuxu, how to cross the Yue soldiers.

On the Qiantang River A single breath of air connects the colors of the river.

A single river color, a few ten thousand years clear.

The road turns to the green hills, and the sand is empty of birds.

A few years of dreaming on the ocean, I have been singing it with my own feelings.

The Qiantang River: A Poem from the Song Dynasty - Zhu Jifang

There are no tall trees at the end of the river, and the sky is only far away.

The tide comes in black, the sun rises in red.

Both sides of the river are east and west, and thousands of sails come and go.

The mountains in the middle of the country, the remaining dream of the return of Hong Kong.

7. Poems describing the tide of the Qiantang River.

The tide of the Qiantang River, Luo Yin, the angry sound of the raging potential of a long time, the Rakshasa River side of the ground want to float. The tide of the Qiantang River is so furious that it is so long that the ground is floating by the side of the Rakshasa River. The tidal wave of the Qiantang River is so strong that it can be seen from the bottom of the river, but it can only be seen from the head of the Xiling River. Who will be in charge of the day and who will be in charge of the night? I would like to ride the red carp and ask the Yang Hou. Miscellaneous Songs and Dances-Liu Yuxi The waves of August roar to the ground, and their heads are several feet high, touching the mountains. In a short time, it entered the sea gate and swept up the sand like a pile of snow. The Tide of Qiantang River Luo Yin The tide of the Qiantang River is so fierce that the ground by the Rakshasa River is ready to float. The tidal wave of the Qiantang River is so furious that the ground by the Rakshasa River is ready to float. The tidal wave of the Qiantang River has no bottom, but only the head of the Xiling River. Who will be in charge of the day? I will ride the red carp and ask the Yang Hou. In the fall, I passed through the Qiantang River, Kuanxiu, the huge drowning in the eastern corner of the river, and the mountain swallowing the big field flat. I know the hatred of Wu Xiang, but I can't stop the sound of the sea waves. The black air was soaring into the scaly cave, and the autumn clouds were entering the battle city. The white mustache grows when you pass by. Waiting for the Tide on the Qiantang River Poem of the Song Dynasty by Hu Zhonggong When the tide arrives, thousands of ships are moving, and the waves are clamoring with tens of thousands of drums. The river turns over with clear snow, the sea rises with stone ponds. Sail shadows can be seen on the forests, and the waves are bright on the houses. The green mountains are from Wu and Yue, facing each other with affection. Watching the Tide in Qiantang A Poem by Liu Fei This is a resort in the southeast of the country, surrounded by the Zixu Ancestral Hall. I don't know how many heroes' tears have turned into a thousand years of angry waves. Thunder drums startle the river, snowmobiles drive across the sea gate. The children of Wu regard their lives as light as leaves, and compete to dance on the tide with great vigor. Memories of the Qiantang River A Song Poem by Li Mi I used to sail home in a drunken stupor, halfway through the day in the hidden mountains in front of me. The river is full of light, and the daffodils are all wearing light red shirts. Tide of Qiantang River Poem of the Song Dynasty - Shi Wenjian At first I heard the sound of ten thousand horses, but gradually I realized that it seemed like the Great Wall. From three mountains in the distance, the two sides of the river are leveled. The winds are strong, the sun is bright. If I were the spirit of Wuxu, how could I cross the Yue soldiers. On the Qiantang River A breath of air connects the colors of the river, and it is so clear for thousands of years. I am a member of the family, and I have been a member of the family for a long time. The road turns to the green hills, and the sand is empty of birds. I have been dreaming of the sea for several years. The Qiantang River: A Poem from the Song Dynasty - Zhu Jifang There are no tall trees at the extreme river, and the sky is only far away in the vast expanse. The tide comes in black, the sun rises in red. On both sides of the river, east and west zhejiang, thousands of sails come and go in the wind. Beyond the mountains of the Central Plains, the remnants of my dreams are returning. Jiuquanzi (10 of 10) Pan Lang I have long remembered watching the tide. I wonder if the sea has become empty. The drums were beating. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do it. The red flag in my hand is not wet. I've been dreaming for a long time. The dream is still cold. Looking at the Sea Tide (Tide-watching in Qiantang on August 15) Zhao Ding The peaks of the sea are far away from each other, and the waves are running back and forth, and the rain is splashing and the sand is flying. The frost cools the swords and the wind creates a storm of horses, like the sound of ten thousand drums beating in unison. I'm not sure if you're a child, but I'm a child who laughs at Fu Chai. The water rhinoceros and the crossbow, the fish and shrimp in the battle. The dragons are still swarming, rolling down the sky in fury. The thunder drives the electricity to the sky. Like clouds hanging over the roc's back, snow spraying the whale's teeth. In a flash, the sky and water color, Qiongtian ten thousand hectares flawless. The common eye is shocked. It is like the smoke and haze of the three islands. The old hideout is still there, when will I go back to Pan Ling Crew. Ming Zhang Tian's song The tide comes and goes in the spring and the fall, and the water of the Qiantang River passes through the head of the lake. I wish my son was like the tide of the Qiantang River, which flows continuously in the evening and in the morning. Climbing up to the temple of Zixu to watch the tide of Qiantang River. Ming Fang Xing The two sides of Sun Quan and Sun Quan have been divided by the Sun Quan, and the waves have been thundering for thousands of years. Zixu did not die as a loyal official, but Goujian was not a master of the world. The years have gone by, but I will start all over again. Where are the owls and iron arrows? I can't see the floodwaters coming back for thousands of miles. After the moonrise, I went to Haining Prefecture to watch the tidal wave at Hai Tang. Qing Dynasty: Ruan Yuan The tidal wave of the Qiantang River is the biggest in the fall, but it has not yet reached five-tenths of Yanguan. I came to Yanguan and stood on the pond when the moon was first born and the sun was at noon. The river is suddenly frozen in the east, and the mouth of the sea is open and spitting in the west. The tide did not push up, and the water did not flow smoothly. The sea is like the sun, the earth is like a drum of thunder. The horse is sitting on a high horse, and the alligator is dancing, and the arrows are being drawn and fired. In a flash, they shook the roots of the pond, shaking thousands and thousands of people. Like a black cloud that rolls in the wind and rain, like a horse that fights with a tiger. Like the coals of yin and yang boiling under the sea, like a gourd that can't be stopped. Three thousand waters struck the Canghai sea, and twelve cities fell to the pillars of heaven. The gas wants to be swallowed flat in Yue Tian, will wash Yuhang soil. I'm sorry to say that it's hard for Nuwa to make up for the shortage of land, and I'm sorry to say that God Yu has not yet accomplished his great work. This is the inadequacy of the Southeast, and it is not the case that the text is the same as that of the others. The sea is separated by an embankment, and the fish and dragons are in the same neighborhood. The Emperor's merits and virtues extend to the whole of the world, and he has built a long defense to ensure peace and security. We used all our money to make a pond, so that the people would not be exposed to the salt water. The sand has risen from a niche recently, but the mountain is the gateway. There are 100,000 rows of geese's teeth, and three layers of fish-scaled boulders. There are ancient monuments in front of Wang Chong's theory, but there are no strange words in the back of Meixian's hair. The tides of this pond have been in the air for thousands of years, and the heart of the poet is happy and the heart of the emperor is bitter. The evening crossing of the Qiantang River in the Qing Dynasty Wang Yinhuai The sound of the Rakshasa River is like thunder, the flatboat shakes the waves of fury. The sound of the Rakshasa River was thunderous, and the boat was shaken by the angry waves. The autumn grass is silent in Nandu, and the sunset is sad in Xiling. I am really not lazy, I will call for a glass of wine from Yuhang. Watching the Tide in Qiantang Qing Dynasty Tang Jinzhao The sound of the first turn of thunder at the sea gate, ten thousand stacks of snow as a pile. The tide has already swallowed the tomb of Wen Zi, and the remaining waves are still going up to Zi Ling Terrace. I want to teach all the gold invaders to go away, but I want to borrow the king of money to shoot my hand. I want to write something spectacular, but my pen is weak, and the silver mountain is empty. Watching the Tide in Qiantang Qing Lin Yining The air is clean in three autumns, and the river is famous for its nine folds. The sea gate surrounds the phoenix que, and half of it arches over the divine capital. Oars and oars are in the three capitals, and fish and salt are in abundance. The cool breeze follows the rudder, and the new moon walks alongside the boat. ***The tide is coming in, and the fog is coming in. The fishermen are waiting with bated breath to welcome the fishermen. Overseas, thousands of mountains merge, riverside, ten thousand valleys sing. The mirage is changing, the shark's chamber is glittering. Fish foam over the pearls, fishy saliva spraying water essence. The jade mountains are like a fortress, the snowy waves are like a city. The drums of Feng Yi seem to drive away the whales. The front team is made of red carp, the rear team is made of green flags. They can swallow the sea and the sea, why bother to wash their armor? The palace is so vast that the anthill dares to compete. I've been searching for a long time for the sky, and I've been thinking of visiting it often.

8. Poets describe the tide of the Qiantang River

Su Shi, a great writer of the Song Dynasty, wrote, "The tide of the 18th of August is spectacular, and there is no other tide in the world".

"The sun goes down on the river and the lake, and the tide comes from heaven and earth." This is a poem by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty about the tide.

Its general idea is: the sun is setting, the tide is coming in, the river rises, the blue water and the blue sky are linked together, as if the spring color fills the world. Both wrote the great momentum of the tide and its special spectacular beauty.

Fan Zhongyan: Thunder gathers on the surface of the sea, and waterfalls fall across the heart of the river. Wang Zaijin "Looking at the River Terrace": the sea and sky waves like thunder, Qiantang tide surge from the sky.

Li Gou's "Memory of Qiantang": a thousand miles of color in the moon in the middle of the autumn, a hundred thousand soldiers sound midnight tide.

In a flash, it went to the sea gate and rolled up the sand like a pile of snow. Li Bai's "Hengjiang Lyrics": the god of the sea passed by the east and the wind returned, and the waves hit the stone wall of the Heavenly Gate.

Zhejiang August why so, waves like even the mountains spray snow to.

9. Poems about the Qiantang Tide

1. Six Poems about the Qiantang Tide

Era: Yuan Author: Wang Feng

The Purple Symphony Chauffeur's carriage is from the Six Dragons, and it follows the Immortal's song to the blue sky.

In the forests of the Cangshan Mountains, in the temples of the wild, there are red feathers and flags.

The people have not forgotten the Zhou Dalai, and Chengdu has the legacy of the Han Dynasty.

The warbler does not care about the hatred of spring, and the peach blossom tree is full of red.

2. "Sending Wang Cai Back to Qiantang"

Era: Ming Dynasty Author: Gao Qi

The return to the south is still in despair, and the journey to the north is already a waste of time.

The grassy official pavilion wine, laborious road songs.

The old country is full of landscapes and mountains, and there are so many of them.

The dagger was left empty, and the reward was what?

3. "Three Songs on the Snow Recalling the Visit to Lin Bu at the West Lake of Qiantang in the Past Years"

Era: Song Author: Mei Yaochen

Previously, I took a wild boat to the lake, and moored on the shore to look for Gao Shi Chou.

The broken bamboo was once in the way, but I sought the pine to the hut.

4. "Traveling to Qiantang"

Era: Tang Author: Fang Gan

This place seems to be like the countryside, which can be recited in the morning and the evening. The clouds hide the temple of the Minister of Wu, and the trees attract the birds of Yue Mountain.

The tide is falling, the people are scattered, the clock is late, the temple is deep in the fall. I have no old acquaintance, who can see the lonesome heart?

5. "Gusu Qiantang Huai Gu Poem"

Era: Ming Author: Chen Ruyin

Hanging on to the ancient Lingyan, the sunset under the qintai.

The red leaves are falling, and the incense pickers are not coming.

The scops claimed to have won the plan, but Juan also dust.

Qiantang Tide

1. Haining Yanguan Town, Zhejiang Province, is the first place to watch the tide (the best tide spot), so it is also known as "Haining tide".

2. Surge tide places

Shandong Qingzhou surge tide, Guangling Tao and Qiantang tide. In the world, the Qiantang Tide is one of the world's three largest tides, which are the Ganges Tide in India, the Amazon Tide in Brazil and the Qiantang Tide in China.

3. Tide

Every year on the fifteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, the tide of the Qiantang River is the largest, the tide can reach several meters. August 18 on the lunar calendar in the Qiantang River review of the navy, and later along the custom into the festival. In addition to three days before and after August 18 on the lunar calendar tide festival, the lunar calendar at the beginning of each month and the middle of the month have a big tide can be observed, and can be a tide of three to see "chasing the tide tour". Before and after the Mid-Autumn Festival, guests from all over the world flocked to see the spectacle of the tide of the Qianjiang River, an unprecedented situation.