Poetry describing rural scenery

Don. Sun Guang

The auspicious day of the ecliptic began to turn cloudy, and the square pond was full of spring.

The fallen flower welcomes February, and the tree stands at thirty.

Childe can stay, Wuyang is easy to understand.

Why worry about the darkness at night? Hold a candle for the city.

Hejian lake

easy

It's like he's sailing happily in a clear lake reed.

Give me a gift and a West Lake song, and drive my hometown back to Zhaotang.

The return of a madman is always boasting, and crossing the city is hazy.

The beauty of this letter is not my land, unlike the West Lake, which is my home.

Hutang Ye Gui

Song luyou

The Fish Weng River is decorated with a new Fan Lijing.

Mulberries in gloomy forests are purple, and the rice on the mountain surface belongs to Miao Qing.

The cloud is divided into north and south along the building, and everyone who meets strangers is half drunk.

I don't hate the way back to the west village. There are flying fireflies before the trip.

What did you see in the book of Tao?

Song Geshao style

Lakes and marshes is fresh across the bank, while Tian She cooks cold smoke late.

The officers and men who blocked the road were very good at it. They called a fishing boat on the road.

Two songs about crossing the lake pond in light rain

Clear. Li Ciming

When it rains on the West Lake Bridge, the four mountains are full of smoke and the scenery is uneven.

White clouds suddenly passed through the green forest, and a corner of the sunset fell to congratulate the prison shrine.

Tikua Qiao Hu Xia restaurant

Song luyou

The lake is green and the wild flowers are red.

Spring is March and a half, which is better than ten years ago.

Small shops open new wine, and flat bridges draw boats.

I heard about the evil land trip at night.

The lake bridge leans to the east and west of the moon, and the high city leaks drums and spreads the night.

Fishing boats wear sand at night and reeds rustle.

The lake bridge is misty and rainy in the north and south, and people on both sides of the river close early.

I don't know what I hate, but a voice can always break my soul.

The world is too big to be underestimated, and there is no crisis in Tibet itself.

Autumn is full of fragrant rice, and sorrow will be safe.

Two songs about crossing the lake pond in light rain

When it rains on the West Lake Bridge, the four mountains are full of smoke and the scenery is uneven.

White clouds suddenly crossed the forest, and a corner of the setting sun set up a prison shrine.

willow

Spring is everywhere, in the willow color of Lake Bridge.

When you look at light yellow to light green, you know that creation has all the advantages.

Land Tourism in Small Cities in Southern Song Dynasty

In the spring breeze, small cities draw bridges horizontally, with the bridge north and the bridge south.

Scenery is only the enemy of poetry, and leisure is the Great Wall.

There are willows everywhere on the balcony. Who is Jinsheng on the curtain?

When the curtain came back, the fishing was raging, and the people laughed and forgot themselves.

Zhoubo restaurant Xia

There are painted buildings by the clouds and Mulan boats outside the rain.

Who knows that Lao Tzu is crazy enough to monopolize ten miles south of the city.