Poems about the beauty of hometown 1. A poem titled "The Beauty of Hometown"
1. "The Beauty of Hometown"
The sweetest hometown water,
the most beautiful is the hometown voice.
The sweetest water and the most beautiful sound is the hometown music!
The tourists are only wandering to the end of the world.
2. My hometown
My hometown is in that beautiful place
The pines are like a sea of green
The branches and leaves are flourishing and dancing in the wind
The sound of the pines is like a symphony of music
The pines are a symbol of unity
The proud pillars are the pillars of my hometown
The mountains are surrounded by the fragrance of flowers. Looking at the north mountain and shedding tears Ruoxi, in front of the flowing water and too breath Water is like the sky, the original color is carried forward. Water color to black, the sky of the dark. The root of the water, from the sky, the dome of heaven in the past, the rain forty-nine days. The image of water, the sky for this, the water and the sky a color, the haze fly together. The nature of water, the nature of the sky, spring, summer, fall and winter, rain, hail, fog and snow. The water is clear, the sky is bright, is the water like the sky? If the water is clear, there is no fish. Water does not rot, a door-hinge does not become worm-eaten. Still Water Runs Deep Two iambic pentameter poems The tide follows the dark waves of the snow-covered mountains, and the moon is bright on the far-away fishing boats. The bridge is opposite the temple gate, the pine path is small, the threshold is the spring's eye, the stone wave is clear. A long way to the green river and the sky, a misty red haze to the sea and the sun. Looking at the clouds and the water, the blue peaks and the lightness of the sky. The water and the clouds are in the distance. In the sunny day the sea is red and misty, in the dawn the river is green. The clear waves and stone eyes of the spring are the threshold, and the paths and pine gates of the temple are the bridge. The moonlight is far away from the fishing boat, and the snowy waves of the mountains follow the tide. Ancient Winds: Six stars fly down to the south of the sky at dusk. The boundless autumn, the water color contains the light of the sky. Purple pots like hibiscus, freshness and beauty are the rivals of dew and frost. Purple agar like hibiscus, the flavor is so cool. Purple smoke is like orchids, and the valley is full of fragrance. Purple clouds like wood rhinoceros, the inner secret of heavenly fragrance. Crane forests are like chrysanthemums, so they can live a long life. The goblet is full of water, and the guests are happy with it in the fall. Purple and clear as lotus, it can be made into a fairy's dress. I wish to tell you that the six of you will ride by the side of the Emperor of the Moon. First, I'll pay my respects to the Purple Emperor, and then to the Queen Mother's room. The dust of mankind, the sky is empty. The river flows beyond the sky and the earth, the mountains are in a state of wonder. The mountains end with the plains, the river flows into the wilderness. The tide is flat, the wind is right, the sail is hanging. The blue water is fragrant and clean, the pines blow the dew. The immortals and cranes are scattered, and the five clouds are silent. The water on the small bridge cuts the lotus flowers, and the west wind on both sides of the river haloes the evening sun. The wind cleans the fallen flowers on the ground, and the rain lingers on the stream. As light as water and rain, the flowers fall lightly, and as thin as ice, the wings are light. I've traveled far from the Jingmen Gate, and I've come from Chu. The mountains end with the plains, the river flows into the great wilderness. The moon flies in the mirror of the sky, and the clouds form a sea tower. I still pity the water of my hometown, and send my boat on a journey of ten thousand miles. The Yuan and Xiang rivers flow endlessly, Qu Zi's grievances are deep! The autumn wind is blowing at sunset, the maple trees are in the forest. The spring wind is not powerless, but the river has feelings even if it has no waves. The following answers are mostly words: Falling Flowers and Flowing Water. The Full Moon - Qiantang River Tide The waves of the Qiantang River are like a lion's dance, ten thousand horses leaping and neighing. The air is bursting and cracking the banks, and the anger of the past years is being released in a wild manner. The crazy waves fight with each other, thrilling and frightening, pouncing and galloping. The tide is shaking, the sky is full of clouds, and the shore is rushing against the embankment. Jiangnan is Good The sky is full of water, and the water is far away from the sky. The water is far away from the sky. The sky is clean and the cold moon is rippling, and the water and the moon are in harmony. People and scenery, people and scenery are never complete. If the scenery is good, the heart will be happy, and the scenery will be beautiful when the heart is happy. Don't talk to the common people. Drinking Dongpo at night, I wake up again and again, and return as if it's three o'clock in the morning. The children's nostrils are already thundering. I leaned on my staff and listened to the sound of the river. I hate that I don't have this body, when will I forget my camp? The wind is still at night. The boat has passed away, and I'll spend the rest of my life on the river and the sea. The orchid buds under the mountain are dipped into the stream, and the sandy road between the pines is clean and free of mud. The rainy evening is crying. Who says life is never too young? The water in front of the door can still flow to the west, don't sing oriole with your gray hair. I live at the head of the Yangtze River, you live at the end. I think of you every day, but I don't see you, I drink the water of the Yangtze River. When will this water end? When will this hatred end? I wish that your heart is like mine, and I will never forget my love for you. The evening rain is pouring down on the river and the sky, washing away the clear fall. The winds of frost are getting tighter and tighter, the river is cold and fallen, and the remaining light is on the building. The red and green color is decreasing, and things are getting old. The Yangtze River is the only water that flows eastward without a word. I can't bear to climb up and look into the distance, looking at my hometown, which is far away, and it is hard to collect my thoughts of returning. Sighing at the traces of the past years, why are they so hard to stay? Thinking of the beautiful people make-up building grand look, mistakenly a few times, the sky to recognize the return boat, to know me, leaning on the appendix, is this condensation of sadness! For you, you are like a beautiful flower, like water flowing years. The spring color is three parts; two parts dust, one part flowing water The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. The mountains of Chu and Qin are full of white clouds, and the white clouds follow you everywhere. The clouds follow you everywhere. When you enter the mountains of Chu, the clouds follow you across the Xiangshui. On the Xiangshui River, a woman is dressed as a woman, and the white clouds can make you return early. The water is the waves of your eyes, the mountains are the peaks of your eyebrows. I want to ask where the pedestrians are going? Where the eyes are full of concern. I've just sent you back in spring, and I'm sending you back again. If you come to Jiangnan in time for spring, you must live with it. The sound of waves lapping on the pillow and the moon peeping through the gap is small. The relentless water of Bian Bian flows from the east, only carrying a boatload of hatred to the west. I used to be drunk with you at Bamboo Stream and Flower Pool, but the taste of wine was more than tears. Who taught me that the wind is in the dust? I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but I'm not sure if it's a good idea at all! The mountains of Wu are green, the mountains of Yue are green, the green mountains on both sides of the river are welcoming each other. Who knows the feelings of parting? Your tears are full of joy, my tears are full of sorrow. The tide at the head of the river is already flat. Sorrow fills my eyes, and the waters stretch to the sky. Who will pass on the small letters on the scented paper? The plums are yellow, the rain falls on the banks of the Chu River, the grass is green and the Wu River is smoky. As the great river goes east, the waves sweep away all the heroes of the past. The green mountains are together with the clouds and the rain, and the bright moon has never been the home of two people. I am at the head of the Yangtze River / You are at the tail of the Yangtze River / Fold a small white paper boat / Throw it to the water of the Yangtze River / My hair was black when I threw the boat / Your head was already white when you picked it up / I hated that the boat was late / My hair hated that the water flowed fast / Your head was already white when you picked it up (Yu Guangzhong, "The Paper Boat") Flat Boat Goes to be a Guest of the Jiangnan River, the Traveling Geese and Lonely Clouds. I look back at the Central Plains with tears in my eyes. Bishan Mountain is cold to the flat boat in the evening, maple leaves and reeds. The sun sets and the waves flatten out, and I feel sad about leaving my hometown for my country. I'm still scratching my head when I want to go, and I'm still drunk on the wine of your family. I have been waiting for the spring breeze, but when the peach blossoms bloomed, I was in a hurry. I often sing for the pedestrians, remembering the snow in front of the bottle. Tomorrow, I will wake up from the wine and the river will flow, carrying a boat full of hatred towards Hengzhou. After freshening up, I leaned on the river watch tower. All the sails are not the same, the slanting sunlight and the water are long, and my heart breaks at the White Continent. The wind at the head of the river is furious, and the waves turn the house upside down in the morning. The old hatred of the spring river flows on and on, the new hatred of the clouds and mountains is a thousand folds The wind and storms at the head of the river are not bad, but it is difficult to walk among others Where can I look at Shenzhou? Where can I look at China? How many things have happened in the past? The evening of the river is worrying about me, and I hear partridges deep in the mountains! The tide of Qiantang washes away General Yue's tears. The moonlight is like water, the water is like the sky. There are no rivers in the ocean. The god of the sea returns to the east, and the waves hit the stone walls of the heavenly gates. Zhejiang August why so, waves like even mountains spray snow to .
3. Describe the beauty of the hometown to a line
1, "The Fisherman's Pride - Autumn Thoughts"
Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan
The scenery of the autumn under the Seychelles is different, and the geese in Hengyang go unnoticed. The sound of the border on all sides is even the horn, a thousand roaches, the long smoke and sunset lonely city closed.
A cup of turbid wine and a million miles away from home, Yan Ran has not yet returned to no plan. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the whole thing, and you'll be able to see what you're getting yourself into.
Translation: The scenery on the border is completely different in the fall, and the geese flying towards Hengyang have no intention of staying. The sad voice of the borderland from all directions with the horn sounded in the overlapping peaks. The twilight is heavy, the mountains rank the setting sun, the lonely city gate is closed.
Drink a glass of stale wine nostalgic hometown far away from thousands of miles, thoughts, remembering the border trouble is not equal, the work is not yet done, I do not know when to return to the hometown. The Qiang people's flute melodious, frost spread over the earth. The night is deep, the generals can not sleep peacefully, both generals and soldiers, are frost and snow white hair, have to silently shed tears.
2, "the capital got the family letter"
Ming Dynasty: Yuan Kai
Jiangshui three thousand li, family letter fifteen lines.
The letter was written by Yuan Kai in the Ming Dynasty.
The river is three thousand miles long, and the letter is fifteen lines long. There are no other words between the lines, just telling me to return to my hometown as soon as possible.
3. "Showing Children"
Song Dynasty: Lu You
The death of Yuan knows that all things are empty, but sadness does not see the same nine states.
The king's division is determined in the middle of the plains, the family sacrifices are not forgotten to tell Naiweng.
Translation: I originally knew that when I died, everything on earth would have nothing to do with me; but the only thing that pained me was that I did not see the unification of my motherland with my own eyes. Therefore, when the day comes that the army of the Great Song Dynasty recovers the lost territory of the Central Plains, when you hold a family festival, don't forget to tell your father the good news!
4. "Autumn Day Climbing to Wugongtai Shangtai Temple and Looking Away"
Tang Dynasty: Liu Changqing
After the ancient platform swings back, the heart of the countryside is looking forward to in autumn.
The temple has fewer people, and the cloud peaks are deeper than the water.
The setting sun is still on the base, and the cold chime is full of empty forests.
I was upset about the events of the Southern Dynasties.
Translation: The ancient platform is broken, the grass has fallen, the autumn scenery caused me to think of my hometown. The temple in the wilderness has fewer pedestrians, and the view of the cloud peaks across the water is even more profound. The setting sun is still falling in the old city, and the sound of chimes is echoing in the empty forest. I'm sorry to hear that, but I don't think I'm going to be able to do it again, because I don't know what I'm going to be able to do.
5, "Farewell to the Thorny Gate"
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The ferry is far away from the Thorny Gate, and it comes from the state of Chu.
The mountains follow the end of the flat field, and the river flows into the great wilderness.
Under the moon flying sky mirror, the clouds born of the knot sea building.
The first is a new one, and the second is a new one, and the third is a new one.
Translation: When I traveled by boat, I passed by the Jingmen area and came to the hometown of Chu. The green mountains gradually disappeared, and the plains were endless. The Yangtze River flows into the vast wilderness. The moon reflects the river, like tomorrow's flying mirror; clouds into the blue sky, generating a mirage. The water of my hometown is not willing to part with me, and I will be sent to my boat from afar.
4. Poems about home
The sea rises bright moon, the end of the world **** this time "(Zhang Jiuling)," "Every festive season doubly homesick" (Wang Wei), "raise their heads to look at the moon, low thinking of home" (Li Bai), "raise their heads to look at the moon, low thinking of home" (Li Bai), "the moon is the only thing that makes me think of my hometown" (Li Bai). (Li Bai), "The dew is white tonight, the moon is bright in my hometown" (Du Fu), "The spring breeze greets me on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me?" (Wang Anshi), "At that time the bright moon was there, and it once shone on the colorful clouds to return " (Yan Qidao) Silent Night Thoughts The light of the moon in front of the bed is suspected to be the frost on the ground, raising the head to look at the moon, lowering the head to think of the hometown Wang Wei ---- "September 9th Memories of Shandong Brothers" Alone in a foreign land for the foreign guests, every festival doubly think of their relatives.
I know that the brothers are climbing up to the top of the mountain, and there are fewer dogwoods to be found. The mother's hand is full of threads, and the son's body is full of clothes.
There is no doubt in my mind that it is time for me to return to my family. The song of the mother of the child, "The thread in the hand of the mother, the clothes on the body of the child," was sung by the mother of the child.
The Yellow Crane Tower The sunny river is full of Hanyang trees, and the grass is luxuriant on the Parrot Island. The Yellow Crane Tower The sunny river is full of Hanyang trees, and the grass is full of Parrot Island.
Poems of longing 1. calling for friends ------> 2. cast me to the peach, return to the plum ------> 3. cast me to the papaya, return to the agar kui ------> 4. friendship in the acquaintance, flesh and blood, why pro ------ hanlefu folk song> 5. husband ambition four seas, ten thousand miles are still than neighbor ------ the three kingdoms. Wei. Cao Zhi> 6. A close friend in the sea, far-flung realms as next door ------ Tang Dynasty. Wang Bo> 7. Knowing each other is not far away, ten thousand miles are still neighbors ------ Tang. Zhang Jiuling> 8. The young man is happy to know new things, and in his twilight he thinks of his old friends ------ Tang. Han Yu> 9. To meet friends through literature, only virtue becomes a neighbor ------ Tang. Zu Yong> 10.The same is the end of the world down people, meet each other why ever know ------ Tang. Bai Juyi> 11.Life friendships in the end, do not rise and fall in the middle of the road points ------ Tang. 贺兰进明> 12.人生交契无老少，论交何必先同调------唐. Du Fu> 13. Friends like paintings must be light, mountains like papers do not like flat ------ Qing Dynasty. Wengzhao> "the sea rises bright moon, the end of the world *** this time" (Zhang Jiuling), "every festive season doubly homesick" (Wang Wei), "raise their heads to look at the bright moon, low thinking of home" (Li Bai) The moon is the bright moon of my hometown" (Li Bai), "The dew is white from tonight, the moon is the bright moon of my hometown" (Du Fu), "The spring breeze is greening the banks of the south of the Yangtze River, when will the bright moon shine on me" (Wang Anshi), "The bright moon was shining on me at that time, and it used to shine on me as I returned to my hometown" (Yan Guidao). The Song of Songs in Water (水调歌头) In the Mid-Autumn Festival of the year cingchen, I got drunk and composed this piece, remembering Ziyu at the same time. When will the moon come back? The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I had ever seen a kid.
I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to ride the wind to go home, but (a) afraid of the jeweled buildings, the high place is not cold. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at this.
The first thing I want to do is to get the best out of the world, and I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the other side of the room, and you'll be able to see the other side of the room. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services you need.
I hope that people will be long-lasting, thousands of miles of ****婵娟.
5. Write a poem that describes the beauty of your hometown's lakes and mountains
Royce Cui: Walking through Huayin
The mountains are not as far away as the mountains.
The clouds in front of the Wudi Shrine want to disperse, and the rain on the palm of the immortal is clearing up.
The river and the mountains in the north of the Qin Pass are dangerous, and the stage trees in the west are connected to the Han [Tianji] flat.
I'm not sure if this is the right place to learn how to live, but I'm sure it is.
Zu Yong: Looking at the Gate of the Thistle
Once the Yan Tai is gone, the guests are frightened, and the drums and pipes are clamoring for the camp of the Han generals.
The cold light of the Miles of snow, the color of the dawn on the three sides of the dangerous flags.
The beacon fire on the sand field invaded the Hu moon, and the clouds and mountains by the sea embraced the city of Thistle.
Although I was not a young man, I still want to ask for a tassel.
Li Chip: Sending Wei Wan to the capital
I heard the son of a traveler sing a song of a black stallion last night.
The wild geese can't be heard in the sorrow, and the cloudy mountains are the guests who pass by.
The color of the trees in the city of Guan Cheng is so cold that the sound of anvils in the royal garden is much louder in the evening.
I don't want to see the place of happiness in Chang'an, but I want to make the years go by.
Cui Shu: Nine days climbed to Wangxiantai to present Liu Mingfu
The Han emperor has a high platform, this day climbed to the dawn color open.
The clouds and mountains of the three Jin dynasties all face north, and the wind and rain of the two tombs come from the east.
Who can recognize the door of the gate? The first thing I want to do is to get the best out of the world, and I'm not going to be able to do that.
The first thing I want to do is to go to Pengze and get drunk on chrysanthemums.
Gao Shi: Sending Li Shaofu to Changsha
What is the meaning of this farewell? The first is to ask for a glass of wine in the banishment.
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.
The sails are far away on the Green Maple River, and the trees are sparse by the city of the White Emperor.
The first time I saw the movie, it was a very good one, and I was very happy to see it.
Cen Sen: Morning Morning at Daming Palace
The rooster chirps in the dawn light, and the warbler warbles in the spring color of the imperial state.
The bells of the golden que open ten thousand households, and the jade steps of the immortal battle embrace a thousand officials.
The flower welcomes the star of the sword, and the willow brushes the flag before the dew dries up.
The only guest on the pool is the phoenix, and it is difficult to sing a song in Yangchun.
Wang Wei: and Jia Sherman's Morning Morning at Daming Palace
The Jiang conical cap of the rooster sends the dawn chips, and the still-clothed party enters the Cuiyun fur.
The palace was opened at the end of the nine heavens, and the crowns of all nations were crowned with tassels.
The color of the sun is only moving in the palm of the immortal, and the smoke is floating on the dragon.
The five-color edicts must be cut at the end of the day, and the sound of the peepers returns to the head of the phoenix pool.
Wang Wei: and the Holy System from Penglai to the Xingqing Pavilion in the road to stay in the spring rain in the spring look forward to the work of the system
Wei water from the Qin Sequan, Huangshan old around the Han Palace oblique.
The imperial compass is out of a thousand willows, and the pavilion road is back to see the flowers of the upper garden.
In the clouds, there are two phoenix queens in the imperial city, and in the rain, there are ten thousand houses in the spring trees.
In order to take advantage of the Yang Qi line seasonal, not the Chen travel to play things.
Wang Wei: rain rim Sichuan Zhuang
Rain accumulation of empty forest smoke and fire is late, steam quinoa cooking millet pay East □ ("Zizi" to go to three points of water plus grass head).
Desert paddy fields flying egret, Yin Yin summer trees warble oriole.
In the mountains, the mountain is used to observe the hibiscus, and under the pines, it is clear that the sunflower is not there.
The wild old man and the man who has left the seat, the seagulls why more doubt.
Wang Wei: Honor the Minister
The door of the cave is high, and there is an afterglow, and the peaches and plums are in the shade, and the willows are flying.
The official house in the forbidden area is late, and the crowing birds in the province are scarce.
The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
I want to be old enough to be a part of your life, but I'm going to be sick.
Du Fu: The Prime Minister
Where can I find the Prime Minister's shrine? The first is a new one, and the second is a new one, and the third is a new one.
The grasses are in spring color, and the oriole is in the air.
The three times I looked at the world's plans, the two times I tried to help the old ministers.
The first to die before he could make a success of his mission was the hero, who was always in tears!
Du Fu: The Guests
The water in the south and the north of the house are all spring water, but the gulls come day after day.
The path of the flower has never been swept by a guest, and the door of the house is now open for you.
The food is far away from the city, and the wine is only old spirits.
I am willing to drink with my neighbor, and I will call for the rest of the cups from the other side of the fence!
Du Fu: Wild Hope
Three cities are garrisoned in the white snow of the western mountains, and ten thousand miles of bridges in the clear river of Nanpu.
In the sea, all the brothers are separated from each other, and the tears and tears at the end of the world are all far away.
The only thing I can do is to offer the sick to the sick at the end of the day, and I have not answered the question of the holy dynasty.
When I went to the countryside, I could not see anything, but I could not bear to see the people in a depressed state!
Du Fu: Hearing the official army take over Henan and Hebei
Sword suddenly rumored to take over the northern part of the Thistle, the first time I heard the tears filled with tears in the clothes.
But the wife is not worried, and I am happy to read the books and poems.
The daytime song must be drunk, youth is a good companion to return home!
The first time I saw him, I was in the middle of the night, and he was in the middle of the night, and he was in the middle of the night.
Du Fu: Climbing to the top
The wind and the sky are so high that the apes are whistling, and the islets are clear and the sand is white, and the birds are flying back.
The fallen trees are under the Xiao Xiao, and the Yangtze River is rolling.
Miles of sadness in the fall, often as a guest, a hundred years of sickness alone on the stage.
The hard times are hard to hate, and the scribbling is new, so I'm not sure if it's a good idea.
6. Poems about praising your hometown
(1) New Year's Eve (Tang) Gao Xie
The hotel cold lamps alone do not sleep, the guest heart why turn miserable.
I'm thinking of my hometown tonight, and I'm thinking of another year tomorrow.
(2) Returning Home [Tang] Du Mu
The kindergarten asked why it was too late to return home. ***Who is the one who has won the battle of the years and the silk at the temples?
(3) Homesickness [Song] Li 觏
It is said that the setting sun is the end of the world, but when you look at the end of the world, you can't see your home.
I hate the fact that the blue mountains are separated from each other, and the blue mountains are still covered by the twilight clouds.
(4) The Beijing Division to get the family book [Ming] Yuan Kai
Jiangshui three thousand miles, the family letter fifteen lines. I have no other words to say, but that I will return home early.
(5) and Haochu Shangren with the mountains sent Beijing relatives [Tang] Dai Shulun
The sea side of the sharp mountains like a sword, the fall everywhere to cut the sadness.
If I were to get a thousand million bodies, I would go up to the peak and look at my hometown.
(6) Wen Yan [Tang] Wei Yingwu
Where is the old garden? The first thing you need to do is to think about your homecoming. The night of autumn rain in Huainan, the high fasting heard the geese.
(7) Miscellaneous Poems (Wang Wei)
You come from your hometown, you should know about your hometown. The first time I saw you, I was in front of the window, but I didn't see any flowers.
(8) The North Post at Dayu Mountain (Song Zhiwen)
The geese flying south in the cloudy moon are rumored to return here. I have not yet traveled, when will I come back?
The river is still and the tide is falling. The first time I saw this, I saw the first time I saw the second time.
(9) Farewell at Jingmen (Li Bai)
The ferry is far from Jingmen, and comes from Chu. The mountains are exhausted with the plains, and the river flows into the great wilderness.
Under the moon flying heavenly mirror, the clouds born of the knot sea building. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
(10) Moonlit Night (Du Fu)
The garrison drums break the line of people, the border geese a sound of autumn. The moon is bright in the hometown.
All my brothers are scattered, and I have no home to ask about my life and death. The letter is often not reached, not to mention the fact that the army has not yet been rested.
(11) Farewell (Sui Dynasty Folk Song)
The willow hangs green on the ground, and the poplar blossoms fly in the sky.
The willows are green and hanging, the poplars are flying all over the sky.
(12) 15 Nights at the Moon (Wang Jian)
Crows roost in the white trees in the courtyard, and the osmanthus blossoms are wet with cold dew.
Tonight the moon is bright and people are looking at it, I don't know whose home the thoughts of autumn have fallen on.
(13) When I meet the envoy to the capital
The road to the old garden is long, and I can't dry my tears.
I have no pen or paper to write to you, but I will send you a message to tell you that you are safe.
(14) (Lu You)
The death of Yuan knows that everything is empty, but the sadness does not see the same in the nine states.
The king's division has decided to set up the Central Plains in the north, and the family will not forget to tell Naiweng at the funeral.
(15) The Fisherman's Pride (Fan Zhongyan)
The scenery is different in the autumn under the Seychelles, and the geese in Hengyang are not paying attention to the sound of the four sides of the border even the horns rise. The city is closed in the long smoke and the sun is setting.
A cup of turbid wine and a million miles away from home, Yan Ran has not yet returned without a plan. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The first time I saw this is when I was a young man and I had to go back to my hometown.
(16) A Pruned Plum Boat Crossing the Wujiang River
A piece of spring sorrow to be poured out by wine. The boat on the river is rocking, and the curtains upstairs are waving. The boat was on the river, and the curtains on the upper floors were waving. The wind is blowing again, the rain is coming again.
When will you return home to wash your robe? The first time I saw you, 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. The light of day is easy to throw people away. The cherry is red and the banana is green.
(17) Tianjingsha Autumn Thoughts (Ma Zhiyuan)
Withered vines and old trees, old crows, small bridges and flowing rivers, and thin horses in the west wind of the old road.
The sun is setting in the west, and people with broken hearts are at the end of the world.
(18) Inscription Wall in Prison (Tan Sitong)
Looking at the door, I thought of Zhang Jian, and endured the death of Du Gen.
I will laugh at the sky with my sword, and leave my liver and guts behind.
(19) A Chapter of Feelings (Tan Sitong)
All things in the world against the spring sorrow, today to the underworld a cry rest.
40,000,000 people all wept, the end of the world where is God's country.
7. Sentences describing the beautiful scenery of your hometown
Beautiful sentences describing the scenery of your hometown Part I
1. The streets of your hometown are neat, wide and flat. All kinds of beautiful cars come and go as if they were shuttles. The skyscrapers rise up along the street and are lined up one after another. Supermarkets and shopping malls are full of goods, see people's eyes confused.
2, I love my hometown, I praise my hometown, I hope that my hometown in the hometown of the people's hard work in the younger and younger, the more beautiful, become a bright pearl.
3, my hometown in addition to the picturesque, beautiful environment, the mysterious Sanxingdui, the ancient Pangtong Ancestral Temple, the Confucian Temple with a long history of culture, the hometown of the Qing Dynasty literati Li Tiaoyuan, the combination of traditional and modern stone carving wall of art and other places of interest, every year attracts many, many Chinese and foreign tourists to visit Deyang sightseeing, sightseeing.
4, Luliang not only beautiful scenery, but also rich in produce, there are a lot of souvenirs. The most famous ones are: crispy and sweet deep-fried noodle cake; juicy and sweet honey pear and small yellow pear; tender and delicious catfish and golden thread fish; and nutritious milk cake, etc.
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5, our hometown is also famous for Dongpo Chibi, there is a long history of the Qingyun Tower, there is the world's attention of the Huanggang Middle School, hometown of tourism and scenic spots there are many, many, many like the stars in the sky, can not be counted.
6, summer came, the pond has long been a green, lotus flowers compete to open, white flowers attracted passers-by have stopped. And the small bamboo shoots have grown into tall bamboo, in the wind gently swinging the body.
7, look! West Lake, like gold leaves paved paths, pedestrians have stopped, listening to the beautiful song of the autumn girl; gazing at the pictures of autumn. On the face of the gusts of autumn wind, from time to time mixed with a silk osmanthus fragrance, chrysanthemum fragrance and the fragrance of autumn.
Beautiful sentences describing the scenery of his hometown part II
8, the hot summer, often make people become lazy, but we are these little children can not be idle for a moment, and partners together on the mountain to catch cicadas catching butterflies, tired of resting in the trees, the forest is more beautiful, where there are many kinds of birds perched on the reproduction, there are also many beautiful wildflowers, butterflies and bees in the air! There are many beautiful wildflowers, butterflies and bees dancing in the air, and birds and flowers everywhere.
9, when the spring swallows chirping, this mountain scenery is the most charming. The red, white, blue, and yellow colors of the mountains are the most fascinating! The red, white, blue, yellow, and can not tell what color of wildflowers, will make you dazzled, overwhelmed. Swarms of small bees flying around in the flowers, busy collecting honey, butterflies fluttering their wings and dancing, clever birds singing on the branches, bringing infinite vitality to the silent mountain village. There are also those unnoticed grass, densely packed in a piece, you embrace me to squeeze, push and shove, like a soft carpet on the hillside, step on it softly, lying on it comfortably, and then a big grin to do a good dream, so beautiful!
10, when the summer cicadas singing, full of winter melon. You see, the dense bamboo, hung with a green through the skin, they are different shapes. At this time, I look at the busy cut winter melon farmers uncle, aunts, bent over, with their hands to get open winter melon leaves. Wow! What a big winter melon! The farmers saw it and grabbed it with their hands and cut it off with their shears. It was beautiful, big and green, and the harvest must have been huge. They cut one after another, the scissors are cut "broken".
11, my hometown is not only beautiful, but also rich. My hometown is rich in high-quality rice and rich aquatic resources, so there is a "fishing and rice township" of the name. Hometown mineral resources are also very rich, there are yuan Ming powder, oil, natural gas and other mineral deposits. Especially the yuan Ming powder, in the world enjoys a good reputation, so the hometown of the yuan Ming powder source transported to the field, to support the construction of the motherland.
12, Yangzhou has both beautiful jonquils and attractive tourist attractions. Slim West Lake attractions after years of construction, become extraordinarily charming and colorful. Especially when the March fireworks in Yangzhou, strolling along the Slender West Lake, see a few steps of a willow, like a green mist like soft and charming, coupled with pomegranate, azalea and other charming flowers and trees accompanied by a more slender and colorful, all the poetic and picturesque to appear in it. A vast stretch of water like a ribbon, such as floating like a brush, sometimes released and sometimes closed, compared with the West Lake in Hangzhou, another kind of thin charm. Poet Wang Hang wrote in the poem: "is also a pot of gold, so it should be called the thin West Lake."
13, my hometown in Jinan, which is an ancient and beautiful city. Jinan because of the "family springs, household willow" beauty, has been the "spring city" reputation. Among the seventy-two springs, Baotu, Pearl Spring, Heihuquan, Wulongtan four springs are the most famous.
14, let's talk about Bing Shan Square, Bing Shan Square is an attractive large-scale playground. Whether men and women, young and old, love to walk on the square at night. The square has twisted rice-planting songs, they use drums and suona to accompany, drums dong dong, suona da da. The grandmothers dance the rice-planting songs, and there are a lot of people watching, so it's very lively. The square also went to write a big word, they write out each stroke has a close, back to the pen, pause pen, write out the word such as the dragon flying phoenix dance, very beautiful.
15, my hometown in Baishuiyang Township, a small mountain village, it is in the ravine, but the mountains are beautiful, charming scenery.
16, my hometown has changed a lot, from the cottage to the building, from the bicycle to the car, from the narrow little red room to the high-rise district, from the narrow uneven road to the wide and big asphalt road, from the landline to the cell phone. My hometown is more and more modernized, the computer has entered every family, I hope the future of my hometown has solar-powered cars, the area can be enlarged, there can be a robot nanny, I hope the future can be more and more harmonious, more and more beautiful, how about it, listen to my introduction of my hometown is very interested in my hometown, if you want to come to my hometown to take a look at us, we are always happy to welcome you to come!