Poetry about Xinzhou 1. Praise the ancient poems of Xinzhou.

The first song and the fourth song Dongluo Bridge are far away. Wei Yang remembers playing the flute at the age of 24.

Today Xinzhou is good, and the drizzle is looking for poetry to cross the four bridges. -the second song of the fourth bridge in Xinzhou. I have tasted the fence in my life, and now I respect the cemetery more.

In the rise and fall of the eternal music scene, one person propped up the Jin Yuan. Every pity is different from gold, and Mr. Wang has thousands of ancient poems.

However, after losing his wife in 1930, Nan Chuang dared not read Qiu Yan's Ci any more! -The third "Official History of Hundred Yuan Yishan Tomb" is ridiculous. Every time I fail, my husband feels lonely. Real love poems are all history. Build a pavilion in unofficial history.

-The fourth song of unofficial history Pavilion has worked hard for the public for three years. I believe that Tianjiao has something to do with rewelding. Today, I still worship in front of the statue, and my awe-inspiring personality is the most pitiful.

-Fu Shanyuan's feeling, the fifth song goes to Daizhou, and the sunset clouds four mountains and autumn. Xiong Hao is also a poet's business, and a team of Xi Nan won the battle.

-The sixth song "Xinzhou to Daixian" drove to Yanmenguan, and the road was dusk. Clouds break through the peaks and the sun sets in Chung Shan Man.

The seventh song suddenly reported that the levy wheel had passed, and the car was full of relatives and friends looking back. At that time, World War I was so touching that this heroic poem replaced wine.

-The eighth thing after the ferry was unexpected in a thousand years, and the ancient Xinzhou Road was intriguing. Mountain and horse compete, and the original exhibition in Sha Tin is like playing chess.

When Yanmen City rings at dusk, the wind is high and the waves are urgent, and the river beach is curved. Knowing the poems and songs in the distance adds a splendor to this border town.

-Xinzhou does not mean that it is difficult to remember for nine years, and the smoke is scattered into hemp. Crazy talk destroys China in March.

Where the broadsword flies, the bones are covered with insect sand. How can painful history be tampered with? I am ashamed to eat melons.

Bullets everywhere. The blood turned red after the storm in the fortified city.

—— Linjiang Fresh Car Guoxinkou The tenth plank road in the old battlefield of anti-Japanese war is high on the cliff belly, and the houses are in the clouds. The bamboo bucket in the jar entered through the window, and the spring tinkled.

Herb gatherers climb fog, while mountains climb neon. Cattle and sheep are full under Guancen Mountain, and buckwheat smells the autumn wind.

—— Diaozhuang Village, Wu Ye Diaoguan Mountain, the second and eleventh vertical and horizontal road networks extend far, and the butterfly wing Golden Bridge spans Wujin. The string of pearls is like crucian carp, and the flowers and birds in the forest are absolutely fine.

The five pavilions are patchwork, strong in Xinzhou, and have profound craftsmanship, which is rare in the world. Send infinite whispers to pay tribute to Sanjin.

-Ode to Xinzhou Municipal Construction No.2, 12, traveled around Sanguanxing and returned to Laoniuwan. Shan Jia's acquaintance stunned him: Why is this old man always idle? Wan Li, the first bay of the Yellow River, is a scenic spot of Xianjia.

Go straight into the vast sea of clouds without the introduction of village children. -revisit the 13th floor of Laoniuwan, where the wind is strong and the music of Jinbei is still there.

High-profile flying yellow, low-key falling poplar. I don't know that I am a guest, where can I dream of being my hometown? Sense of three customs, the sound of history is long.

2. Praise the ancient poems of Xinzhou.

First song

The Dongluo Fourth Bridge is far away. Wei Yang remembers playing the flute at the age of 24.

Today Xinzhou is good, and the drizzle is looking for poetry to cross the four bridges.

-Xinzhou No.4 Bridge

The second song

I've always wanted to explore fences, but now I respect cemeteries more.

In the rise and fall of the eternal music scene, one person propped up the Jin Yuan.

Every pity is different from gold, and Mr. Wang has thousands of ancient poems.

However, after losing his wife in 1930, Nan Chuang dared not read Qiu Yan's Ci any more!

-the tomb of yuanshan

The third song

Every time the official history is absurd, Mr. Wang feels lonely.

Real love poems are all history. Build a pavilion in unofficial history.

-unofficial history Pavilion.

The fourth song

Working hard for the public for three years, I believe that heaven has something to do with religion.

Today, I still worship in front of the statue, and my awe-inspiring personality is the most pitiful.

-Fu Shanyuan thinks,

The fifth song

After drinking, I boarded the bus and went to Daizhou. The setting sun was full of clouds.

Xiong Hao is also a poet's business, and a team of Xi Nan won the battle.

—— Dai Xiang County, Xinzhou

song 6

Driving to Yanmenguan, the road is dusk.

Clouds break through the peaks and the sun sets in Chung Shan Man.

The seventh song

Suddenly, the newspaper reported that there was a round of conscription, and the car was full of friends looking back.

At that time, World War I was so touching that this heroic poem replaced wine.

-Through your mouth

The eighth song

Things can't be expected for a thousand years, and the ancient Xinzhou Road is intriguing.

Mountain and horse compete, and the original exhibition in Sha Tin is like playing chess.

When Yanmen City rings at dusk, the wind is high and the waves are urgent, and the river beach is curved.

Knowing the poems and songs in the distance adds a splendor to this border town.

-Xinzhou doesn't mean that.

The ninth song

Years are hard to remember, and smoke is scattered into hemp.

Crazy talk destroys China in March. Where the broadsword flies, the bones are covered with insect sand.

How can painful history be tampered with? I am ashamed to eat melons. Bullets everywhere.

The blood turned red after the storm in the fortified city.

—— The old anti-Japanese battlefield in Cheguoxinkou, Linjiang County

The tenth song

The plank road is high in the cliff belly, and the house is in the clouds.

The bamboo bucket in the jar entered through the window, and the spring tinkled.

Herb gatherers climb fog, while mountains climb neon. Pipes/pipes

Cattle and sheep are full at the foot of the mountain, and buckwheat smells the autumn wind.

-Wu Ye Diaoguan Cendiaoshan Village two songs.

The eleventh song

The vertical and horizontal road network extends far and wide, and the butterfly wing Golden Bridge spans five Tianjin.

The string of pearls is like crucian carp, and the flowers and birds in the forest are absolutely fine.

The five pavilions are patchwork, strong in Xinzhou, and have profound craftsmanship, which is rare in the world.

Send infinite whispers to pay tribute to Sanjin.

-Two Poems on Xinzhou Municipal Construction

The twelfth song

Go through Sanguanxing and return to Laoniuwan.

Shan Jia's acquaintance stunned him: Why is this old man always idle?

Wan Li, the first bay of the Yellow River, is a scenic spot of Xianjia.

Go straight into the vast sea of clouds without the introduction of village children.

-Visit Laoniuwan again

The thirteenth song

The building is closed and the wind is strong, and the northern Shanxi song is still open.

High-profile flying yellow, low-key falling poplar.

I don't know that I am a guest, where can I dream of being my hometown?

Sense of three customs, the sound of history is long.

3. What are the ancient poems praising Xinzhou?

1. Xinzhou Fourth Bridge is anonymous. The Dongluo Fourth Bridge is far away. Wei Yang remembers playing the flute for 24 years.

Today Xinzhou is good, and the drizzle is looking for poetry to cross the four bridges. 2. The "Hundred Yuan One Mountain Tomb" is anonymous and wants to explore the fence all his life. Now he has more respect for the cemetery.

In the rise and fall of the eternal music scene, one person propped up the Jin Yuan. Every pity is different from gold, and Mr. Wang has thousands of ancient poems.

However, after losing his wife in 1930, Nan Chuang dared not read Qiu Yan's Ci any more! 3. "Guo Xin Kou" was reported anonymously through Xinkou, and the car was full of friends looking back. At that time, World War I was so touching that this heroic poem replaced wine.

4. "Xinzhou Bieyi" is unknown for thousands of years, and the ancient Xinzhou Road is intriguing. Mountain and horse compete, and the original exhibition in Sha Tin is like playing chess.

When Yanmen City rings at dusk, the wind is high and the waves are urgent, and the river beach is curved. Knowing the poems and songs in the distance adds a splendor to this border town.

5. "Linjiang Fresh Car Guoxinkou Anti-Japanese Old Battlefield" is hard to recall in its anonymous years, and the smoke is scattered into hemp. Crazy talk destroys China in March.

Where the broadsword flies, the bones are covered with insect sand. How can painful history be tampered with? I am ashamed to eat melons.

Bullets everywhere. The blood turned red after the storm in the fortified city.

4. What are the ancient poems praising Xinzhou?

1. Xinzhou Bridge 4

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The Dongluo Fourth Bridge is far away. Wei Yang remembers playing the flute at the age of 24.

Today Xinzhou is good, and the drizzle is looking for poetry to cross the four bridges.

2. Tomb of Yuanshan Mountain

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I've always wanted to explore fences, but now I respect cemeteries more.

In the rise and fall of the eternal music scene, one person propped up the Jin Yuan.

Every pity is different from gold, and Mr. Wang has thousands of ancient poems.

However, after losing his wife in 1930, Nan Chuang dared not read Qiu Yan's Ci any more!

3. "through the mouth"

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Suddenly, the newspaper reported that there was a round of conscription, and the car was full of friends looking back.

At that time, World War I was so touching that this heroic poem replaced wine.

4. "Xinzhou parting"

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Things can't be expected for a thousand years, and the ancient Xinzhou Road is intriguing.

Mountain and horse compete, and the original exhibition in Sha Tin is like playing chess.

When Yanmen City rings at dusk, the wind is high and the waves are urgent, and the river beach is curved.

Knowing the poems and songs in the distance adds a splendor to this border town.

5. Old Anti-Japanese Battlefield in Cheguoxinkou, Linjiang County

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Years are hard to remember, and smoke is scattered into hemp.

Crazy talk destroys China in March. Where the broadsword flies, the bones are covered with insect sand.

How can painful history be tampered with? I am ashamed to eat melons. Bullets everywhere.

The blood turned red after the storm in the fortified city.

5. What are the poems about Shanxi?

1. Yanmen Taishouhang

(Tang) Li He

Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds in an attempt to tear down the city wall; Our army was ready, and the sun shone on the armor, glittering with gold.

In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night.

The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy.

I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death.

2. Qingming

It rained a lot during my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Pedestrians on the road want to die.

Ask local people where to buy wine?

The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.

3. mirage

The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.

By going up one flight of stairs, look further.

-Wang Zhihuan is at the Heron Hotel.

4. Jinci

Looking to the west of the city from time to time, Jinci flows like jasper.

Upright flute and drum, Longlin blowing sedge green.

If it is like snow, it is nothing.

Red makeup is drunk, leaning against the sun, and writing Cui E in the clear pool.

Cuie Chanjuan's first moon photo, beauty singing and dancing.

The breeze blew the song into the air, and it spread all over Yun Fei.

-Excerpt from Li Bai's "Reminiscing about Time Past and Visiting the County to Join the Army"

5. Jinyang Ancient City

Autumn is getting stronger, flowers are sleeping, and autumn dryness is like fire.

Autumn comes from the north, and the clouds in the north also bring the Fenhe River.

Night after night, the moon in Taiyuan winds, but the heart returns to Cheryl's hometown, her body, with the moonlight.

The heart that misses my hometown is like the continuous Fenhe River, and I miss my hometown all the time.

-Li Bai's Early Autumn in Taiyuan

6. What poems describe "Shanxi scenery"?

1, when the age falls, everyone will rest, and the fire will flow.

Autumn comes from the north, and the clouds in the north also bring the Fenhe River. -From the Tang Dynasty: Interpretation of Li Bai's Early Autumn in Taiyuan in the vernacular: Autumn is getting stronger, flowers are sleeping, and autumn is as dry as fire.

Autumn frost came here early from the north, and the clouds in the north also brought autumn colors to the other side of Fenhe River. 2, the mountain covers the day, and the ocean drains the golden river.

From the Tang Dynasty: An Interpretation of Wang Zhihuan's In the Heron Tower in Vernacular Chinese: The Yellow River flows to the East China Sea as the sun sets in the west.

If you want to see the scenery of Wan Li, you must climb a higher tower. Stork Tower: The former site is in Yongji County, Shanxi Province. It is three stories high, with Zhongtiao Mountain in front and the Yellow River at the bottom.

Legend has it that storks often inhabit here, hence the name. 3, the trip to the north is cold, the years are deep, and you feel that your righteousness is lighter than gold.

Joan's case of eating sapphire made me drunk and didn't want to go back. Looking to the west of the city from time to time, Jinci flows like jasper.

Upright flute and drum, Longlin blowing sedge green. -From the Tang Dynasty: Interpretation of Li Bai's Memoirs of Old Tour County Joining the Army: I have lived in the land of Taiyuan, the capital of the north for a long time, and your loyalty is better than gold, which deeply touched me.

The luxurious feast, the jade plate with Joan's cup of delicious food, made me so drunk that I didn't want to go back to China for the time being. I often go to Panshan Road in the west of the city. The flowing water next to Jinci Temple is like a fish eye.

Paddling and paddling, flutes and drums, ripples like dragon scales, waves and green grass. 4. Jiuquan Road, Shanxi, Yan Zhi. The north wind blows sand and rolls white grass.

-From the Tang Dynasty: Interpretation of Cen Can's "Passing Yan Zhi to Send Dewey" in vernacular Chinese: On Jiuquan Road in Shanxi, Yan Zhi, the north wind blows wild sand and rolls up white grass. 5, close to the bird, high in the dust.

The weather surrounds Ye Ping, and rivers pass through the mountains. -From the Tang Dynasty: Interpretation of "In the Heron Tower" in the vernacular: The stork tower is high above the birds and far away from the world.

As you can see from above, the sky is covered with flat Yuan Ye, and rivers flow into steep mountains.

7. What ancient poems describe "Shanxi"?

"Looking at the Sea" In the Song Dynasty, Chen De lived in Shaanxi and Zhejiang died in the East. Who left an arrow to rush?

Phoenix dances and dragons dance, the earth is brilliant and outstanding. A spent force is all people.

Tell Feng Yi to retreat and Hai Ruo to sneak in. Hold a stone into a levee, and a hundred rivers constrain the west and the east.

So far, people are very rich. Yang, Derun Chuanrong.

I am happy to go to the West Lake, but I am worried about going to the south. He is a dream. I'm sorry about the past.

Sigh for loyalty and no view, who will seal the tomb. Qiantang, muddy mash tears flow in the autumn wind.

"Looking at the Han Palace Pile" Tang Cuidi looked at Qinchuan on the Han Palace Pile and became attached to Shaanxi. A lone guest is thousands of miles away, and I don't know when to return to Japan.

"Pass on Yan Zhi Ji" Tang Cen Shen Yan supported Jiuquan Road in Shanxi, and the north wind blew sand and rolled white grass. That Chang' an is in the distant sunshine, and my yearning for you can't be satisfied. This kind of lovesickness makes me old.

"Crossing Yanmenguan" Liu Tang Changqing used to be rugged and majestic, and it has been read through many vicissitudes. Wild geese chase wild sand across the ancient road, and crows turn over the residual photos and sprinkle Cangshan.

Hu-day hangs on the moon and worries, while Bai Han Ling Shuang is idle. In the desert without a trace of green, Changfeng is rustling. Give it back to me.

"Goushan Wind Caotang" Tang Jianzhai is always at the entrance of Zhongyue. Then spend time and do fishing and firewood.

I'm sorry to be absent, but I want to relax. The sun is hidden in the empty valley, and cicadas are singing in the village.

When you hear Taoist language, you will occasionally see the source of purity. Read the leaves several times and look at the roots in the crisp autumn.

Wandering alone, seeking secondary school education, opening up a way to recruit Wang Sun. The rain falls in Nanxi, and the butte rises in the east.

Live late, the benefits are worrying, and you can't get away. The crazy fog blows the pillow, and the guest sails into the porch.

Where is Shang Ping now? Who is this? When the dark clouds cleared, the pale moon opened the garden.