1. The sun finally showed its face and the birds sang more happily. Perhaps, the sun was shy because of such warm welcome, and hid behind the tall building with a red face. It does not arrogantly radiate dazzling light, but blushes, step by step, and slowly walks from the tall building to the sky. When it stood still in the sky, it slowly with an easy grace up, as if enjoying the refreshing scenery on the ground from a height. Its face is no longer blushing, and it slowly glows golden! At this moment, everything is full of vitality. The ripples on the river reflect thousands of tiny golden lights.
2. The sea seems to have woken up, too. I heard the gentle waves lapping on the beach.
The first day was pale, and the moon was still in the sky, but I didn't know how to hide. Far away, on the other side of the river, until the horizon, everything is splendid; From time to time, a breeze passes by, wrinkling Ping Ye, strengthening the light
3. The sun is quietly and slowly approaching, and the Chu Yang, the boundary of the distant sky, reflects the sky, the sea and the beach, making the waves on the beach shine brightly. The sand is still warm and soft, the clouds are just silent, and the waves are still jumping, as if they have inexhaustible energy. I stop and go, look for a while and then walk, and I can't calm down. The wind is coming again, a strange but familiar feeling. Its breath touches my heart and gently caresses my heart, and all the depression in my heart disappears. Sitting on the beach, I feel that the heart of the sea is really wide and the heart of the sky is really beautiful.
4. I like its quiet appearance and roaring appearance ... Looking at the open and boundless sea in the past, it is majestic and boundless, ignoring the narrowness, crowding and noise of the city.
5. The white sails of leaves, like a few snow-white feathers, float lightly and leisurely on this golden sea.
6. Walking into the chaotic blue plateau, it seems that you can hear the hustle and bustle of his life in the depths through her cold appearance. It is different from the real plateau continent. On the plateau continent, all life is revealed. Here, everything is wrapped in the chaotic and opaque sea water, and the inner impulse of life only changes occasionally, saying that the waves churn and disappear; Here, everything is wet, soft, delicate and changeable ... No one else can really see his heart, and they will have a desire for him to go deep into it and understand its complicated psychological world.
7. Ships are sailing on the boundless sea, looking at the boundless sea. The vast sea water is rippling, and the eyes are white. Looking at the distance, the ships floating on the sea are just dots on the sea. Look at the boat swimming on the edge of the sky, just like a baby's cradle, swinging on the sea. People sitting in the boat may be able to touch the sky if they stretch out their hands. Clouds in the sky are full of ships, tall and soft, and you may reach the Moon Palace when you step on the clouds.
8. No matter how much you feel, how much you are sad and miserable, the sea can tolerate you with its breadth and roar a clear sky for you. Integrate your feelings into the vastness of the sea, let your feelings drift into a blank, find a new true meaning, and let life live forever in the true meaning! Riding in the sea, listening to the sound of the sea, understanding the mystery of the sea and feeling the vastness of the sea, isn't this also a kind of enjoyment?
9. The sky is still light blue, and the color is very light. In a blink of an eye, a red < P > glow appeared on the horizon, slowly expanding its scope and strengthening its light. I knew that the sun was going to rise from the horizon, so I didn't look there for a moment.
Sure enough, after a while, a small half face of the sun appeared in that place. The red
is Zhen Hong, but there is no light. The sun seems to be struggling to rise step by step,
slowly, and finally, it broke through the clouds and jumped out of the sea completely, with a lovely red color. In a flash, this crimson round thing suddenly
gave off a dazzling light, which made people's eyes ache, and the cloud beside it suddenly became
glorious.
Sometimes the sun walks into the clouds, but its light comes down from the clouds and goes straight
to the water. At this time, it is not easy to distinguish between water and sky, < P > because I only see a bright light.
Sometimes there are dark clouds on the horizon, and the clouds are very thick. When the sun comes out, the human eye can't see
. However, the sun's radiation in the dark clouds, through the encirclement of the dark clouds, set a glowing Phnom Penh for the dark clouds. Later, the sun slowly broke out of the tight encirclement, appeared in the sky, and even dyed the black clouds purple or red. At this time, not only the sun, clouds and sea water shine, but also myself becomes bright.
isn't this a great spectacle? 2. What are the poems describing "seaside"
Poems describing "seaside" include:
1. Drinking asking for the moon by Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty
Original:
When will there be a moon in the blue sky? I now stop the glass and ask. The moon will never be able to climb the moon, but the moon walks closely with the people.
As bright as a flying mirror near the Danque, the green smoke is extinguished. But seeing the night coming from the sea, would you rather know that it is going to the clouds?
The white rabbit is tinkering with medicine and reviving in autumn. Who is Chang 'e living alone with? Now the people of the present are not seen in the ancient months, but in the present month they have taken the ancients.
if people in ancient times are running like water today, it is the same when they look at the bright moon. Only hope to sing aloud to the glass, the moonlight can be long in the gold cup.
Translation:
When will the bright moon appear in the blue sky? I now stop my glass and ask questions. People can't climb on the moon, but the moon walks closely with people.
As bright as a mirror, it rose to shine on the imperial palace, and the clouds cleared away and gave off a cool glow. You can only see it rising from the sea at night. Who knows that it disappears in the clouds in the morning?
In the moon, the white rabbit plays tricks on medicine from autumn to spring. Who is Chang 'e living alone next to? Now people can't see the ancient moon, but now the moon shines on the ancient people.
The ancients and modern people passed like water, and so did the moon seen by both. I only hope that when singing to the glass, the moonlight can shine in the golden cup for a long time.
2. In the Northern Song Dynasty, Wang Anshi's "Introduction to autumn scenery in the Thousand Autumn Years"
Original text:
In another museum, the cold anvil, the lonely city painted the corner, and the autumn sound entered the vast space. In the east, the geese go from the sea, and in the south, the geese fall to the sand head. Typhoon Chu, it was like yesterday.
Translation:
The sound of smashing clothes coming into the hostel should be in harmony with the corner painted on the head of the lonely city, and an autumn sound reverberates in the vast world. The returning swallows flew eastward from the sea, and the geese from the south fell from the air and settled on the beach. Here are the cool breeze that the King of Chu felt when he took Song Yu to visit Lantai, the wonderful moonlight when Yu Liang and Yin Hao were chanting banter in the South Building, and the scene of the cool breeze and bright moon, all of which are the same as those of that year.
3. Song of Huan Hai written by Liu Yong in the Northern Song Dynasty
Original:
Where do the people of Huan Hai live? Women have no silkworms, weavers and plowmen. The source of food and clothing is too scarce, and you will lose the levy.
every spring and summer, the tide is full of water, and the tide recedes to scrape mud into islands. After air drying, the salty taste is added, and the tide wave is turned into brine.
if the brine is weak and the salt is weak, firewood will go deep into the endless mountains. The leopard can't avoid the tiger trail, and the morning sun goes out and the sunset returns.
Translation:
What do salt people by the sea do for a living? Women don't raise silkworms to weave, and men don't farm fields. The source of food and clothing is insufficient, relying on cooking salt in a prison basin to pay taxes.
In spring and summer every year, the sea tide fills the seashore. After the tide recedes, the salty soil is searched and piled up like an island. The salt mud is weathered by the wind and the sun, which increases the salt taste, and then Shanghai water is poured on it to leach out the bittern.
The salt brine is much more salty than seawater, but it is much lighter than salt. Therefore, the salt people dare not stop and need to go into the mountains to get firewood. Knowing that there are tigers and leopards in the mountains, I dare not avoid them. Go away at sunrise, and return at night.
4. a mooring under north fort hill by Wang Wan in the Tang Dynasty
Original:
under blue mountains we wound our way, my boat and I, along green water. Until the banks at low tide widened, with no wind stirring my lone sail.
...Night now yields to a sea of sun, and the old year melts in freshets. At last I can send my messengers Wildgeese, homing to Loyang.
Translation:
Wandering alone beyond the green hills, sailing alone among the green waters. As the tide rises, the gap between the two sides becomes wider. The wind blows; A white sail is just hanging high.
the night will be over, and the rising sun will rise on the sea; The new year has not arrived, and the spring in the river has already appeared. Now that the letter from home has been sent, where will it be sent? I hope that the geese will return to the north and send them to the edge of Luoyang.
5. Cao Cao's View of the Sea at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty
Original:
Jieshi is in the east to see the sea.
where there is water, there are mountains and islands.
there are many trees and plenty of herbs.
the autumn wind is bleak and the waves are surging.
the trip to the sun and the moon, if out of it.
if the star is brilliant, it will come out of it.
fortunately, even, the song sings with ambition.
Translation:
Go east and climb Jieshi Mountain to enjoy the boundless sea.
how vast and mighty the sea is, and the mountain island stands high by the sea.
there are many trees and herbs, which are very lush.
The autumn wind blows the trees to make a sad sound, and huge waves surge in the sea.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to emanate from this vast ocean.
The Milky Way is full of stars, which seems to have emerged from this vast ocean.
I am so happy that I use this poem to express my inner ambition. 3. Poems describing the seaside
1. the moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * At this time, Tang Zhang Jiuling
2. there where the sea floats up the sky, you wane from the world in your fragile boat, Tang Qian Qi
3. You don't see how the Yellow River's waters move out of heaven, entering the ocean, never to return, Tang Libai
4. the sand-sea deepens with fathomless ice, gloomy clouds, and Tang Censhen
5. You don't see the snowy seaside.
There is a clear blue stream below, and the golden sunshine is sprinkled on it ... (lermontov) Sail
7. Ah, the sea-how kind and loving you are-(America) Dickinson's Blue Ocean
8. The water is so beautiful that the mountains and islands stand tall.
the autumn wind is bleak and the waves are surging.
the trip to the sun and the moon, if out of it; Star Han is brilliant, if out of it. Cao Cao's View of the Sea
9. the moon, grown full now over the sea, Tianya * * * At this time. (Tang) Zhang Jiuling's "looking at the moon and thinking of one far away" 4. Poems about the seaside
1. Tang Dynasty: Cen Can's "Returning to Beijing with Cui Shi on a Hot Sea Trip"
Original excerpt:
Seeing you off and getting drunk in Tianshan Guo, you are watching the sunset set by the seaside.
the cold of Baitai cream is threatening, and the inflammation of the hot sea is thin.
definition:
buy wine to send you away. On that day, the sun was setting in the west on the side of the hot sea.
the majesty of the royal residence on the terrace is like frost, so the hot sea and inflammation feel faint!
2. Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan's Journey to the Lingnan River
Excerpt from the original text:
Go to the south of the Yangtze River and see the yellow sea as far as possible.
sunny rain on the mountainside adds to the image, and the heart of the pool grows warm and salty.
Interpretation:
The river flows south into the vast clouds and smoke, and the end of Huang Mao is the seaside.
After the rain clears, elephants appear around the waist of the mountain, and leeches emerge in the hot pool of the sun.
3. Yuan Dynasty: Zhou Deqing's
Excerpt from the original text:
The sheep continued to hang high, and Feng was miserable. How many fishing rocks are there by the sea and in the Yangtze River? I remember Jing Gong's old question: Where is there no fish soup to eat?
Interpretation:
The sheep continued to be an official, and the raw fish sent was hung high in front of the court; Feng Yi-ren lamented that he could not eat fish. Next to the sea, in the Yangtze River, there are many fishermen fishing on the rocky shore. I remember Wang Anshi once said, Jianghu lives in seclusion, where you can't eat fish soup rice!
4. Tang Dynasty: Gao Shi's "Song Zhong's sending off a nephew's face"
Original excerpt:
The doctor hit Donghu, but Hu Chen dared not get up.
Hu people cry at the foot of the mountain and Hu ma dies at the seaside.
Interpretation:
General Zhang defeated Hu Jun eastward, and Hu Jun never dared to make trouble at the border again.
The Hu people can only cry in pain at the foot of the mountain, and the Hu army died at the edge of the desert.
5. Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Traveling and Hunting"
Original excerpt:
The seaside visitors are all easy to change, and the fierce British wind vibrates the sand.
Confucian scholars are not as good as rangers, so it's no use hanging the curtain with a white head!
Interpretation:
The onlookers at the seaside involuntarily retreated behind them for fear of being injured by the arrow wind, and the whole desert was shocked by the rider's heroism.
Confucian scholars can't compare with Rangers. What's the use of hanging down the curtain and studying hard, even if you are bald! 5. Poems describing the beach
1. The beach in July is modern: Cai Guanfu
The beach in July is full of enthusiasm,
People who are close to the sea are hugging,
The waves are licking over and over again,
The beach is hot, so it's a shame to see such enthusiastic crabs, < p
2, "The Beach and the Waves" is modern: Fan Zhongzhou
On the surging seashore, the waves are kissing the beach,
Little by little tireless love is gathered into this boundless ocean,
Stepping lightly on this thin sand, missing like the continuous waves,
Just passing through the storm in the morning and bathing in the sunshine by the seashore in the afternoon, <
3, "Two Poems Crossing the Beach in the Rain" Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli
There are no grasshoppers in Changzhou, but it's a pity to waste time.
It's a misty beach boat, especially a misty rain picture in Jingxi.
Translation: Changzhou, a caterpillar fungus, is not found anywhere else in the world, but it is a pity that a lot of efforts have been wasted. The misty fog gently brushed the boat on the beach, which is the beautiful picture of misty rain by the stream in Jingzhou.
4, "Memory of the Beach" Modern: Tian Xiang
Footprints on the beach are used to forget,
wayward waves make footprints line by line become forgotten poems.
The waves are always wasting themselves, and all they give to the beach are without exception.
They fall to the ground and are ruthlessly returned, but the waves are determined to die.
The waves can't hold the burning fire, and my clumsy hands can't hold the passionate waves.
Before long, this fantastic footprint will be taken away.
We only hold the void in the sea of time.
The beach has no memory, and it refuses all gifts.
The waves have come, and it seems that it has never been in the future.
But I still stubbornly left my footprints on this night,
waiting for the waves to erase it.
5, The Fisherman