Li Bai's famous "look Lushan waterfalls" poem two,
One of them says:
West climbed the incense burner peaks, south to see the waterfall water.
Hanging stream three hundred feet, spray gully dozens of miles.
Such as flying electricity comes, hidden as a white rainbow.
The first shock is the fall of the river, half spilled in the clouds.
The power of the wind is so strong that it can be seen as the power of creation!
The sea breeze is constantly blowing, and the river moon is still shining in the air.
The sky is filled with scores of weapons, and the green walls are washed around.
Flying beads scattered light Xia, flowing foam boiling dome stone.
And I traveled to the famous mountains, and my mind was more relaxed.
No matter how many times I have been to the mountains, I have been able to wash my face with the agar.
But we are in harmony with what we want to do, and we want to leave this world forever.
The second one:
The sun is shining and the incense burner is producing purple smoke, and the waterfall is hanging in front of the river.
Flying straight down three thousand feet, suspected that the Milky Way fell nine days
Ming Dynasty Li Mengyang also wrote a poem for the Lushan waterfalls
Kaixian Temple
Waterfalls half a day on the sky, the fly ringing down to earth.
The waterfall is on the top of the sky, and the sound is falling on the earth!
The poem ---- Song Wang Anshi
The green roach stands on the ground for 10,000 miles,
The sky is overhanging by a thousand feet, and the stream is divided by the vegetative flow.
*** Seeing the jade maiden hanging on the threads of her machine,
reflecting the sun in five colors.
A long, long way to go.
It's a long, long way to go, a long, long way to go.
The sunlight is like a rainbow, the sky is clear and the wind and rain are heard.
The spiritual mountains are full of beautiful colors, and the empty water is **** dense.
(Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Jiuling)
Mount Lushan Waterfalls Xu Ning
Thousands of feet of the empty falling spring straight, the thunder into the river does not rest.
In the past, the waterfall was as long as a white train, a boundary breaking the color of the green mountains.
Song Dynasty poet Bai Yuchan's "Three Fold Spring"
The stream is deep in the peach blossom dock, and the purple haze is hidden by the birds.
Nine layers of cliffs cut the blue sky, and three levels of sounding springs fly in the evening rain.
The sun sets over the mountains, the red shadows are wet, and the cold clouds embrace the ancient pale cliffs.
The ice flowers are scattered at the bottom of the stream, and the snow floats on the tops of the pines.
A little splash wet Chang'e's clothes, pool pool under the Fusang House.
It is like showing the belt to the sky in the morning and hearing the pestle and mortar at midnight.
The cold into the valley roared a thousand thunderbolts, dispatched the Milky Way to bombard the ancient world.
The silver toad flies in the Hall of Broad Cold, and the jade dragon dances in the Crystal Palace.
The waterfall is not a weaver's daughter.
The first doubt is that the fish and turtle visit the Dragon Gate, and the second fear is that the stars will be oxen.
The first time I saw the waterfall, I was afraid that the stars were going to come to the river.
A pool of frost is soaked in water, and drops of milk are frozen for a thousand years.
The moon shines on the God's beads and sprinkles the Cui-lin, and the wind blows on the sky corn and stains the Cang-tiger.
Yao Hong Bijie turned the earth's axis, Iron Horse Coil vortex rolled the heavens.
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Yuan dynasty poet Zhao Mengfu, "Poem on the Water Curtain Spring"
The flying curtains are like jade curtains, going down thousands of feet straight,
The new moon is like a hook in the curtain, hanging far away in the blue sky.
Yang Wei's "Ballad of Lushan Waterfalls"
The Milky Way is like a gourd, and the waterfalls are in front of the peaks of Wulao.
I suspect that the celestial fairies weave the veil, and the veil is hanging down from the sky.
I'd like to cut a piece of glass out of it.
The first time we met was when we were in the clouds, and it was like catching the moon.
The first time I saw the movie was when I was a kid, and the second time I saw the movie was when I was a kid, and the third time I saw the movie was when I was a kid.
It was actually transformed into a hundred thousand feet, and the jade rainbow hung upside down in the clear cold abyss.
2. About Mount Lushan Waterfalls
"The Absolute Sentence"
Wang Anshi
The green roach is standing on the ground for 10,000 miles,
hanging in the air for thousands of feet of the vegetative flow points.
***Looking at the jade maiden's machine silk hanging,
reflecting the sun is also a five-color text.
Kaixian Temple
Li Mengyang
The waterfall is halfway up the sky, and the sound of the waterfall falls to earth.
The waterfall falls from the sky, and the sound of it falls on the earth!
〈Mount Lushan Waterfalls〉 Xu Ning
The emptiness of the falling spring thousands of feet straight, the thunder into the river does not rest.
In the past, it was as long as the white practice flying, a boundary breaking the color of the green mountains.
Song Dynasty poet Bai Yuchan's "Three Fold Spring"
The stream is deep in the peach blossom dock, and the purple haze is hidden by the birds.
Nine layers of cliffs cut the blue sky, and three levels of sounding springs fly in the evening rain.
The sun sets over the mountains, the red shadows are wet, and the cold clouds embrace the ancient pale cliffs.
The ice flowers are scattered at the bottom of the stream, and the snow floats on the tops of the pines.
A little splash wet Chang'e's clothes, pool pool under the Fusang House.
It is like showing the belt to the sky in the morning and hearing the pestle and mortar at midnight.
The cold into the valley roared a thousand thunderbolts, sending the Milky Way to blast for ages.
The silver toad flies in the Hall of Broad Cold, and the jade dragon dances in the Crystal Palace.
The waterfall is not a weaver's daughter.
The first doubt is that the fish and turtle visit the Dragon Gate, and the second fear is that the stars will be oxen.
The first time I saw the waterfall, I was afraid that the stars were going to come to the river.
A pool of frost is soaked in water, and drops of milk are frozen for a thousand years.
The moon shines on the God's beads and sprinkles the Cui-lin, and the wind blows on the sky corn and stains the Cang-tiger.
Yao Hong Bijie turned the earth's axis, Iron Horse Coil vortex rolled the heavens.
Xiang Yan Xian Zen Master
Li Chen
Thousands of rocks and thousands of ravines, and only when I look at them from afar do I realize that they are high.
The story of a man who was born in the middle of a river in the middle of the world is a story of a man who was born in the middle of a river in the middle of a river in the middle of the world.
"The Waterfalls of Mount Lushan in Hukou"
Zhang Jiuling
A long, long way to fall, a long way to go.
It is a long, long way to go, half purple.
The sunlight is like a rainbow, the sky is clear and the wind and rain are heard.
The spiritual mountains are full of color, and the empty water is **** dense.
3. Poems about Mount Lu waterfallsLi Bai's "look at Mount Lu waterfalls"
Rizhao incense burner purple smoke, look at the waterfalls hanging in front of the river, flying straight down three thousand feet, suspected that the Milky Way fell nine days.
Zhang Jiuling, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, looked at the Mount Lushan Waterfalls in Hukou, then recited a poem, which has been handed down to this day.
It's a long way to go, but it's a long way to go, and it's a long way to go, and it's a long way to go.
It's a long, long way to go, half purple.
The sunlight is like a rainbow, the sky is clear and the wind and rain are heard.
The spiritual mountains are full of beautiful colors, and the empty water is **** dense.
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4. Poems about waterfallsCai Yuanpei:
Tiantai waterfalls a great victory, Yandang waterfalls long superior.
Ten waterfalls in the world have nine, the best is only Dalongchu.
Ruan Yuan:
clouds, smoke, rain, snow, the Milky Way rainbow, jade dust, ice gauze, lake pearl curtain bar.
The image of change that is enough than, if involved in the proposed purpose is not work.
Yuan Mei's poem "Dalongchu":
Longchu Mountain is high up in the sky, and the waterfalls are all over the place.
The waterfall is still water above five zhang, and all below ten zhang is smoke.
In addition, there are a hundred zhang and a thousand zhang, and it is difficult to distinguish between the water and the smoke.
At first, it was suspected that the Sun of Heaven was a weaver, and the snow shuttle was thrown to the edge of the Milky Way.
The Jade Dragon was tired of plowing the fields, and he coughed and spat and salivated in the nine heavens.
It is the wind and water that shakes the sky, and the waves roll back to the ice.
It's clear that the merger has been broken up, and that it's still going on.
Sometimes it's like a dance, like a slow dance, like a circle,
Sometimes it's like a sunbeam, not green, not red, not blue.
Wang Shipeng has a poem about the unique scenery of the Meiyu waterfall, the poem said:
Lingyuan east of the Yanchi remote, cracked stone collapse cliffs down nine sky.
The cloud breaks the blue sky leaning on the long sword, the moon bright spring room hanging raw silk.
The river sounds rain in three autumns, snow flakes and ice flowers in May.
The first time I saw it, I saw it in the sky, and then I saw it in the moonlight.
"Looking at Mount Lushan Waterfalls" two poems,
One of them says:
West climbed the incense burner peak, south to see the waterfall water.
Hanging stream three hundred feet, spray gully dozens of miles.
Such as flying electricity to the birds, hidden as a white rainbow.
The first shock was the fall of the river, half spilling into the clouds.
The power of the wind is so strong that it can be seen as the power of creation!
The sea breeze is constantly blowing, and the river moon is still shining in the air.
The sky is filled with scores of weapons, and the green wall is washed around.
Flying beads scattered light Xia, flowing foam boiling dome stone.
And I traveled to the famous mountains, and my mind was more relaxed.
No matter how many times I have been to the mountains, I have been able to wash my face with the agar.
But we are in harmony with what we want to do, and we want to leave this world forever.
The second one:
The incense burner is filled with purple smoke in the sunshine, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river in the distance.
Flying straight down three thousand feet, suspected that the Milky Way fell nine days
Ming Dynasty Li Mengyang also wrote a poem for the Lushan waterfalls
Kaixian Temple
Waterfalls half a day on the waterfalls, the fly ringing down to earth.
The waterfall is on the top of the sky, and the sound of the waterfall falls on the earth!
***Looking at the jade maiden's machine silk hanging,
Reflecting the sun, it also becomes a five-colored text.
It's a long, long way to go.
A long, long way to go, a long, long way to go, a long, long way to go.
The sunlight is like a rainbow, the sky is clear and the wind and rain are heard.
The spiritual mountains are full of beautiful colors, and the empty water is **** dense.
(Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Jiuling)
Lushan Waterfalls Xu Ning
The empty falling springs thousands of feet straight, the thunder into the river does not rest.
In the past, long as the white practice flying, a boundary broken green mountain color.
Song Dynasty poet Bai Yuchan's "Three Fold Spring"
The stream is deep in the peach blossom dock, and the purple haze is hidden in the language of the birds.
Nine layers of cliffs cut the blue sky, and three levels of sounding springs flying in the evening rain.
The sun sets over the mountains, the red shadows are wet, and the cold clouds hold the stone and the pale cliffs are ancient.
The ice flowers are scattered at the bottom of the stream, and the snow floats on the tops of the pines.
A little splash wet Chang'e's clothes, pool pool under the Fusang House.
It is like showing the belt to the sky in the morning and hearing the pestle and mortar at midnight.
The cold into the valley roared a thousand thunderbolts, dispatched the Milky Way to bombard the ancient world.
The silver toad flies in the Hall of Broad Cold, and the jade dragon dances in the Crystal Palace.
The waterfall is not a weaver's daughter.
The first doubt is that the fish and turtle visit the Dragon Gate, and the second fear is that the stars will be oxen.
The first time I saw the waterfall, I was afraid that the stars were going to come to the river.
A pool of frost is soaked in water, and drops of milk are frozen for a thousand years.
The moon shines on the God's beads and sprinkles the Cui-lin, and the wind blows on the sky corn and stains the Cang-tiger.
Yao Hong Bibi turned the earth axis, iron horse disk vortex rolled heaven.
Yuan dynasty poet Zhao Mengfu's poem "Water Curtain Spring"
The flying curtains are like jade curtains, falling thousands of feet straight down,
The new moon is like a curtain hook, hanging in the blue sky from afar.
Yang Wei's "Ballad of Lushan Waterfalls"
The Milky Way is like a gourd, in front of the peak of Wulao.
I suspect that the celestial fairies are weaving the silk, and the silk is hanging down from the sky.
I'd like to cut a piece of glass out of it.
The first time we met was when we were in the clouds, and it was like catching the moon.
The first time I saw the movie was when I was a kid, and the second time I saw the movie was when I was a kid, and the third time I saw the movie was when I was a kid.
It was actually transformed into a hundred thousand feet, and the jade rainbow hung upside down in the clear cold abyss.
5. Poems about waterfallsCai Yuanpei:
Tiantai's waterfalls, a great victory, Yandang's waterfalls, the longest superior.
Ten waterfalls in the world, the best only Dalongchu.
Ruan Yuan:
clouds, smoke, rain, snow, the Milky Way rainbow, jade dust, ice gauze, lake pearl curtain bar.
The image of change that is enough than, if involved in the proposed purpose is not work.
Yuan Mei's poem "Dalongchu":
Longchu Mountain is high up in the sky, and the waterfalls are all over the place.
The waterfall is still water above five zhang, and all below ten zhang is smoke.
In addition, there are a hundred zhang and a thousand zhang, and it is difficult to distinguish between the water and the smoke.
At first, it was suspected that the Sun of Heaven was a weaver, and the snow shuttle was thrown to the edge of the Milky Way.
The Jade Dragon was tired of plowing the fields, and his lips salivated as he coughed and spat in the sky.
It is the wind and water that shakes the sky, and the waves roll back to the ice.
It's clear that the merger has been broken up, and that it's still going on.
Sometimes it's like a dance, like a slow dance, like a circle,
Sometimes it's like a sunbeam, not green, not red, not blue.
Wang Shipeng has a poem on the unique scenery of the Meiyu waterfall, the poem said:
Lingyuan east of the Yanchi remote, cracked stone collapse cliffs down nine sky.
The cloud breaks the blue sky leaning on the long sword, the moon bright spring room hanging raw silk.
The river sound and rain in three autumns, snow flakes and ice flowers in May.
The first time I saw it, I saw it in the sky, and then I saw it in the moonlight.
"Looking at Mount Lushan Waterfalls" two poems,
One of them says:
West climbed the incense burner peak, south to see the waterfall water.
Hanging stream three hundred feet, spray gully dozens of miles.
Such as flying electricity to the birds, hidden as a white rainbow.
The first shock was the fall of the river, half spilling into the clouds.
The power of the wind is so strong that it can be seen as the power of creation!
The sea breeze is constantly blowing, and the river moon is still shining in the air.
The sky is filled with scores of weapons, and the green wall is washed.
Flying beads scattered light Xia, flowing foam boiling dome stone.
And I traveled to the famous mountains, and my mind was more relaxed.
No matter how many times I have been to the mountains, I have been able to wash my face with the agar.
But we are in harmony with what we want to do, and we want to leave this world forever.
The second one:
The incense burner is filled with purple smoke in the sunshine, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river in the distant future.
Flying straight down three thousand feet, suspected that the Milky Way fell nine days
Ming Dynasty Li Mengyang also wrote a poem for the Lushan waterfalls
Kaixian Temple
Waterfalls half a day on the waterfalls, the fly ringing down to earth.
The waterfall is on the top of the sky, and the sound of the waterfall falls on the earth!
***Look at the jade maiden hanging by her threads,
reflecting the sun in five colors.
It's a long, long way to go.
A long, long way to go, a long, long way to go, a long, long way to go.
The sunlight is like a rainbow, the sky is clear and the wind and rain are heard.
The spiritual mountains are full of beautiful colors, and the empty water is **** dense.
(Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Jiuling)
Lushan Waterfalls Xu Ning
The empty falling springs thousands of feet straight, the thunder into the river does not rest.
In the past, it was like a white train flying, a boundary breaking the color of the green mountains.
Song Dynasty poet Bai Yuchan's "Three Fold Spring"
The stream is deep in the peach blossom dock, and the purple haze is hidden by the birds.
Nine layers of cliffs cut the blue sky, and three levels of sounding springs flying in the evening rain.
The sun sets over the mountains, the red shadows are wet, and the cold clouds hold the stone and the pale cliffs are ancient.
The ice flowers are scattered at the bottom of the stream, and the snow floats on the tops of the pines.
A little splash wet Chang'e's clothes, pool pool under the Fusang House.
It is like showing the belt to the sky in the morning and hearing the pestle and mortar at midnight.
The cold into the valley roared a thousand thunderbolts, sending the Milky Way to blast for ages.
The silver toad flies in the Hall of Broad Cold, and the jade dragon dances in the Crystal Palace.
The waterfall is not a weaver's daughter.
The first doubt is that the fish and turtle visit the Dragon Gate, and the second fear is that the stars will be oxen.
The first time I saw the waterfall, I was afraid that the stars were going to be in the sky.
A pool of frost is soaked in water, and drops of milk are frozen for a thousand years.
The moon shines on the God's beads and sprinkles the Cui-lin, and the wind blows on the sky corn and stains the Cang-tiger.
Yao Hong Bibi turned the earth axis, iron horse disk vortex rolled heaven.
Yuan dynasty poet Zhao Meng\ "Water Curtain Spring Poem"
Flying curtains such as jade curtains, straight down thousands of feet,
The new moon is like a curtain hook, hanging in the blue sky from afar.
Yang Wei's "Ballad of Lushan Waterfalls"
The Milky Way is like a gourd, in front of the peak of Wulao.
I suspect that the celestial fairies are weaving the silk, and the silk is hanging down from the sky.
I'd like to cut a piece of glass out of it.
The first time we met was when we were in the clouds, and it was like catching the moon.
The first time I saw the movie was when I was a kid, and the second time I saw the movie was when I was a kid, and the third time I saw the movie was when I was a kid.
It was actually transformed into a hundred thousand feet, and the jade rainbow hung upside down in the clear cold abyss.
The waterfalls of Mount Lushan - Li Bai
The sunshine stove purple smoke, look at the waterfalls hanging in front of the river.
The waterfall falls three thousand feet straight down, suspected that the Milky Way fell nine days.
[Notes]
1. Mount Lu: in the south of Jiujiang City, Jiangxi Province, is a famous scenic area in China.
2. incense burner: that is, incense burner peak, in the northwest of Mount Lu, because the shape of incense burner and the mountain is often shrouded in clouds and smoke and named.
3. Hanging in front of the river: hanging in front of the water.
4. Nine days: ancient legend has it that there are nine heavens in the sky, and nine days is the highest level of the sky.
The "Absolute Verse"
Wang Anshi
The Green Roach stands on the ground for ten thousand miles,
and the Vegetable Stream is divided into a thousand zhangs in the sky.
***Look at the jade maiden hanging by her threads,
reflecting the sun in five colors.
Kaixian Temple
Li Mengyang
The waterfall is in the sky, and the sound of the waterfall falls to the earth.
The waterfall falls from the sky, and the sound of the waterfall falls on earth!
7. Poems about waterfallsAbout Hukou Falls
Seven rhymes Yellow River Hukou Falls
The Yellow River, a pot of miles to collect,
play water neon rainbow in the late autumn.
The waterfalls are in the bottom of the mountain streams,
and the angry waves are crashing into the clouds.
The sunny skies and misty clothes are lightly washed,
and the rising sun and thunder sound far away.
The Chinese culture has a divine charm,
Five thousand years up and down, a long time
Hukou Falls
The Miles of Yellow Dragons from the depths of hundreds of millions of years
All the way to the song woke up the sleeping loess
Swarming streams of water is the light and heavy narrative of a nation
Hukou a bunch of pouring my conversation with the sea of Hongtu
The world's largest waterfall is the Hukou Falls, the Hukou Waterfalls.
The endless symphony of the heaving world
is a beautiful poem and a barbaric cry
I carry from the peak of the river a clear stream, a muddy stream, a rhapsody of triumph and a song and dance of loss
I have learned to be magnificent from the siege of time and dryness
Remember that every drop of my water
bears the mark of my first birthmarks and the last totem
If you have ever been in the night, you have been in the sea, and you have been in the sea. If you have been in my bitterness and dreams in the night
You will come to me someday
And with me **** the clouds breathe with the sky and the earth
Flowers, plants, and ichthyosaurus lurk at my every footstep
I have turned the loneliness of death into the song of life
And I know that your lips are on my jug
So then Come, all souls believe that this cup is enough
The Miles of Yellow Dragons come rushing from the depths of billions of years
The songs along the way awaken the sleeping yellow earth
The swarming of flowing water is the light and heavy speech of a nation
The beam of the Hukou pours me into a dialogue with the sea
The endless symphony of the heaving world
is a gorgeous poem and a barbaric cheer.
From the peak, I carry the clear stream, the turbidity, the rhapsody of victory and the song and dance of loss
From the siege of time and dryness, I have learned to be majestic
Remember that every drop of my water beads
with my first birthmarks and my last totem
And if you've ever been a part of the night with my bitterness and my dreams
you will surely come to me one day. You will come to me one day
And with me **** the clouds and breathe with the sky and the earth
Flowers and plants and fish and dragons lurk at my every step
I turn the despondency of death into the song of life
I know that your lips are on my jug
Then come, all souls believe that this one cup is sufficient