Poetry about architecture 1. Ancient poems about architecture
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring"
Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning. Lu You's Spring Rain in Lin 'an
The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears. Fan Zhongyan's Su curtain
Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road. Ouyang Xiu's Dead Hua Lian
There are tall buildings in the northwest, flush with the clouds. Nineteen ancient poems
Five steps to the first floor and ten steps to a pavilion. Du Mu's Epang Palace Fu
By going up one flight of stairs, look, thousands of miles away, Wang Zhihuan is in the heron building.
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? Song Lin Sheng on Lin 'an House
Climb the Yueyang Tower and overlook the Yangtze River until you reach the open Dongting Lake. Li Bai's "12 Summer Dengyang Building"
I heard that Dongting Lake is magnificent before, but today's wish has finally reached Yueyang Tower. Du Fu's "Climbing Yueyang Tower"
Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. Liu Yong's Dead Hua Lian
The moon comes first near the water tower, and flowers and trees are easy to spring in the sun. Song Yuwenbao's Record of Clear Night
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away. Li Bai's Guan Shanyue
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. Li Bai's Farewell Minister Shu Yun at Xie Tiao Villa in Xuanzhou.
Listen to the wind and rain and overlook the rivers and lakes. The wind and cloud of Ma Rongcheng
Last night, the west wind withered trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. Yan Shu's Recent Love
The tall buildings of the temple on the mountain are really high, like a hundred feet. People upstairs are like a hand that can pick off the stars in the sky. Li Bai sleeps in the mountain temple.
Song Guan balcony sound fine, swinging yard night heavy. Su Shi's Spring Night
Crossing the wind and rain into the building is spectacular. Su Shi's Night View of Wanghai Building
Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle. On June 27, Su Shi's Drunk Book of Wanghu Building
The geese fly away from the bamboo lodge, and the moon is empty on the twelfth floor. Wen's "Medicinal Color"
The tower stands tall, standing on an autumn tree; The sky is clear and transparent, like a mirror with Xi's dust on it. Du Mu's Dragon Wang Anqiu
Wine night farewell Huaiyin city, the moon shines on tall buildings. Wen, "Give to Teenagers"
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. Li Bai bid farewell to his friends at Jingmen Ferry.
Dance low and sing peach blossom fan. Yan's Partridge Sky
In front of the building is a dark road, a wisp of willows and an inch of tenderness. The wind in Wu Wenying blows into the pine trees.
The boat on the river rocked and the curtain moved upstairs. Jie Jiang's "A plum with a boat crossing the Wujiang River"
When the city goes upstairs, I hope I can walk thousands of miles with you like a moon pavilion. Zhang Xian's "Jiangnan Willow"
The flute is in the Moon Building. Li Yu's Looking at Jiangnan
Jiangnan, the west building is full of clear nights. Wang Qi's Looking at Jiangnan/Recalling Jiangnan
Spring is mostly at the end of willow branches, and long strips are picked and inserted in restaurants. Yang Wanli's Stay in the New Town
After washing, I boarded the river pavilion alone and leaned against the bar to stare at the river. Wen, "Memories of Jiangnan"
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2. Ancient poems describing this building
Li Bai's Farewell to Meng Haoran's Trip to Yangzhou;
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
Li Bai's Sleeping in the Mountain Temple;
The tall buildings of the temple on the mountain are really high, like a hundred feet. People upstairs are like a hand that can pick off the stars in the sky.
Standing here, I dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the gods in the sky.
Lin Sheng's Lin 'an House;
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?
Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent.
Cui Hao-Yellow Crane Tower
The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.
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1. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers.
The small building was easterly again last night, and the country could not bear to look back at the bright moon.
I don't know how weak my muscles are, but Chueh-hsin is too lazy to go upstairs.
Last night's stars and winds are in the west of the studio and the east of the cinnamon room.
But as long as you climb a flight of stairs, you can broaden your horizons by 300 miles.
6. When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?
7. The wind comes and goes, and the lake looks like the sky under it.
8. Alone at the bottom of the river, I vaguely think that the moonlight is like water.
9. Wash and dress, and lean on Wangjianglou alone.
10. Looking at the dangerous building, the wind is fine, and the spring sorrow is miserable.
1 1. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon.
12. A long time ago, a yellow crane carried a saint to heaven, and now there is nothing left but the Yellow Crane Tower.
13. An old friend stayed in the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
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15. At the beginning of the cloud, the sun sets and the rain comes.
16. Nothing to say, go to the West Building alone, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks the clear autumn.
17. whose boat is flat tonight, where to miss the bright moon building.
18. Those people who are upstairs tonight, they toss and turn, sigh and can't rest in peace.
19. Yule carved saddle tour and smelter, and Zhangtai Road are not seen at the height of construction.
20. Liu Lou's heart dances low and the peach blossom fan sings at the bottom.
2 1. Mingyuelou rested, and the wine turned homesick.
4. Write the ancient poems and famous sentences of the landlord.
Song in Lin 'an-When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?
Warm wind makes tourists drunk and makes Hangzhou a continent! Deng Yueyang Tower Du Fu I have heard of Dongting Lake for a long time, and now I have finally climbed this tower. The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water.
There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat. The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing.
Climb the Yueyang Tower and overlook the Yangtze River until you reach the open Dongting Lake. It breaks my heart to see geese flying south, and the distant mountains are in the title of a good month.
On the upper floor of the sky, stay in the chair and upload a glass of wine from the sky. The cool breeze rising after drunkenness, blowing the sleeves with the wind, we will return.
-Li Bai's "Twelve Summers on Yueyang Tower" On the eighth day of the first month, Dongting Lake sent a message to the Prime Minister. The lake here is in harmony with the sky. Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.
I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.
5. Poems describing famous buildings
Cui Hao Yellow Crane Tower A long time ago, a yellow crane carried a saint to heaven. Now there is nothing left but the Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years. Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves. "Yellow Crane Tower sends a jade bowl to Haoran Guangling" Li Bai's old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west and set off fireworks in March.
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. Listen to the Yellow Crane Tower flute with Shi Langzhongqin to move guests to Changsha and look at Chang 'an in the west.
There was a flute sound of "Plum Blossom" from the Yellow Crane Tower, and another drop of plum blossom was seen on the river bank in May. "Looking at the Yellow Crane Tower" Li Baidong looked at the Yellow Crane Mountain, and the hero was in the air.
There are white clouds on all sides, and the middle peak leans against the red sun. The rocks cross the vault and the peaks are dense.
I have heard of many immortals and learned flying skills here. Facing the sea, the stone room is empty for thousands of years.
The golden stove produces smoke, and the jade pool is secluded. Leave the ancient wood, the court is cold and old.
I advocate rock climbing because I want to protect my leisure. □ The place is: change hands and feet to see the wonders of mountains and rivers, and the mountains and rivers are unparalleled.
Send your heart to the pine tree and don't forget the guest's feelings. "The meaning of drunkenness is not in wine. Answer Ding Eighteen and hit the Yellow Crane Tower with poetry." Li Bai's Yellow Crane Tower was smashed and Huang Hexian had nowhere to lean on.
The Yellow Crane appealed to the Jade Emperor in Heaven, but was released to the south of the Yangtze River. The satrap of the gods will be re-carved, and new pictures will return to Fang Fei.
A state laughed at me as a fanatic, and teenagers often laughed at me. Whose house is under the Junping curtain? The cloud is Liaodong Ding.
I was stunned by the poem, and white clouds flew around the pen window. Wake up from Ming wine and look for spring with you.
"Jiang Xia Farewell" Li Bai sent Cui Qiu Yun to the Yellow Crane Tower in the snow. Huang Hezhen Yu Yu flew to the Western Empire.
Phoenix has no afterlife, so why bother to travel far? □ Location: Wang Gan wandered around looking at the shadows and shed tears on the Han River.
"Bodhisattva Man Yellow Crane Tower" Nine schools in Mao Zedong flow to China, and a thick line runs through the north and south. Misty and rainy, turtles and snakes lock the river.
Where does the Yellow River flow? There is room for tourists. Soak the wine and the tide will rise.
"Yellow Crane Tower" Jia Dao has a high threshold and dangerous eaves, and it is lonely and wild. Castle peak is still long, when will the yellow crane leave? When the shore is half out of Xizhou City, the Nanpu tree will be small.
I knew there was no reason for the hacker to see it, so I was full of affection! Song dynasty, regardless of the sky, the boat is like a fairy. When the Qingjiang River is warm, the yellow crane clears the smoke.
When Yue Fei wanted to travel sharply, he whipped the river. However, I came back to continue my trip to Hanyang and crossed the Yellow Crane.
How late does Lu You return to the black dragon sparrow's feet? He was drunk in the Yellow Crane Tower. The communication of Hanjiang River is endless, and the ruins of Jin and Tang Dynasties are separated.
In Fan Chengda, whoever plays the flute in the Mid-Autumn Festival will know the old tour when the yellow crane returns. Hanshu has feelings for Beidou, and Shujiang has no words to hold the South Tower.
Bai Juyi's thoughts are hazy, the clouds are light and the wind is cold, the business sounds are crisp, and the orchestral strings are autumn. The white flowers of Toutuo Temple splash, and the red leaves cage Parrot Island.
Liu Yuxi dreams of suspicion and travels thousands of miles. Look at the Yellow Crane Tower. It's almost as cold as Sha Xue.
Wang Weicheng Xiacanglang Water, Yellow Crane Tower by the river. Zhu Lan will be pink, and the river will reflect.
The above is a poem describing the Yellow Crane Tower and climbing Yueyang Tower. Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty, I have always heard about Dongting Lake, and now I have finally climbed to this tower. The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water.
There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat. The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing.
"Climbing Yueyang Tower with Twelve Summers" Tang Libai's building is full of Yueyang, and the Sichuan hole is open. It breaks my heart to see geese flying south, and the distant mountains are in the title of a good month.
On the upper floor of the sky, stay in the chair and upload a glass of wine from the sky. The cool breeze rising after drunkenness, blowing the sleeves with the wind, we will return.
"Night Talk at Yueyang Tower" is a journey of thousands of miles, and the fishing boat is like a ping. The north wind is oblique upstairs, and the west of the lake is upside down.
Huai Sha hates poets, while Di Zi idles about. What is the dusk? Several smoke trees meet Man Jing.
"The Story of Yueyang Tower" Liu Changqing's trip has ended in Qingxi, and the clouds are shrouded in mountains and shadows. In front of the building, tourists complain about Qiu Meng, and the beautiful scenery on the lake is suspicious of nocturnal songs.
Sitting alone, the wind is high and the wind is urgent, and Pinghu is foggy. In the end, the ship has to carry firewood and the sail has to worry about Bai Bo.
"Climbing Yueyang Tower" The curtain of Dongjiang River in Chen Dongting in the Southern Song Dynasty is still there, and the sunset is already late. Deng Wu and Shu divided the land horizontally and migrated the lakes and mountains to dusk.
Wan Li road is still long, but it is more difficult than three years. In the ancient wind and frost, the old wood is infinitely sad.
Dongting looks at the Chu River in the west and there is no cloud in the south. In the sunset, Changsha is far in autumn, and I don't know where to hang the Xiang army.
-Li Bai's "Traveling to Dongting Lake with Assistant Minister Ye and Zhongshu" is vast, blue and dark. -Tao Yong's "Tijunshan" has Wu in the east and Chu in the south, and you can see the endless drifting of heaven and earth.
-Du Fu's "Climbing Yueyang Tower" Dongting Kyushu, who is big? Nanhui group cliff water, how bold and unrestrained the north note. -Han Yu's "Climbing Yueyang Tower", the clouds and dreams are foggy, and Yueyang City is besieged.
-Meng Haoran's "Dongting Lake to Prime Minister Zhang" Baling is the victory of Dongting Lake. Take a distant mountain, swallow the Yangtze River, make soup, and the list goes on.
Spring is quiet and bright, and the sky is high and the clouds are light. -Fan Zhongyan's "Yueyang Tower".
Meng Haoran-a letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang. On the eighth day of the first month, the water in Dongting Lake is integrated with the sky. Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.
I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.
The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. Look at the Dongting landscape. There is a green snail in the silver plate.
——————————— Liu Yuxi's "Looking at Dongting" Dongting grass, near the Mid-Autumn Festival, is Leng Yan. Jade Sword Qiongtian covers 30,000 hectares and gives me a boat.
The bright moon is in the sky, and the shadow of the Ming River is clear both inside and outside. It's hard to tell you the beauty of happiness with your heart.
Experience the emptiness of everything, but I don't know how to go out and encourage you. Short hair, small sleeves, cold, steady and wide.
Now, I am wearing cold hair and clothes, drifting quietly in this boundless pale sea. I don't know what night it is! -Zhang Xiaoxiang's "Nian Nujiao Crossing Dongting" is a description of Yueyang Tower, so I won't write it.