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Looking back and smiling, the sixth house pink has no color
Spring cold bath Huaqing pool, hot spring water slippery wash coagulation
- Excerpt from Bai Juyi's "Long Hate Song"
This ancient city tells us ancient legends, touch the thick walls, and how many stories settle there.
The neon and colorful bell and drum tower, the crowd of people, looking back, as if time and space have brought us back to the blooming Tang Dynasty.
Nanchang
King Teng's high pavilion is in Jiangzhu, and Pei Yuming is singing and dancing.
The painting building flies towards the South Pu cloud, and the bead curtain rolls the western mountain rain.
The shadow of the idle cloud pool is leisurely, and the stars change a few degrees in autumn.
Where is the emperor in the pavilion today? The Yangtze River flows freely outside the sill.
——Wang Bo, "Poem of King Teng"
Reading "The sunset and the lonely crane fly together, and the autumn water is the same color for a long time", I always feel that the Tengwang Pavilion only exists in that beautiful text, in the fog of the vicissitudes of time, and in my dreams.
Now, really climbing this pavilion, relying on Xuan Linfeng and looking at it from afar, it is very fast!
Suzhou
The moon was falling and the sky was full of frost, and Jiang Feng was sleeping.
Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, arrived at the passenger ship at midnight.
——Zhang Ji, "Fengqiao Night Park"
Impression of Suzhou, the wind is the ancient style, the water is the relics, overlooking the Tiger Hill Pagoda in the distance, the ancient meaning is deep, and the Humble Administrator's Garden is close to it, chic and quiet.
Back then, the elegance of the culture of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the prosperity of the song and dance of the Southern Dynasty, the prosperity of the Sui and Tang Canals, the Southern Tang Wuyue of the Five Dynasties, the Song Dynasty Yuanqu, the talents of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and the mighty and sonorous power of the Republic of China, all the past events were all shrouded in this vast Gusu smoke and rain.
Wuhan
The people of the past have gone by the yellow crane, and the yellow crane tower is empty here.
The yellow crane is gone, and the white clouds are in the air.
Harukawa calendar Hanyang tree, yerba buena parrot island.
Where is Nippori Pass? The smoke on the river is worrying.
- Cui Hao, "Yellow Crane Tower"
The Yellow Crane Tower is as vast and far-reaching as a historical observatory, allowing us to look at the moon of the Qin and Han dynasties, stand in the drizzle of the Tang and Song dynasties, look at the dusty years of history, and look at the poetic ink left by our ancestors.
Walking into the Yellow Crane Tower is like walking into an ancient cultural station, as long as you have been here, you can't forget it.
Songshan, Henan
Long song travels to the treasure land, leaning on the pearl forest in vain.
The wind and frost of the Yanta are ancient, and the dragon pond is deep.
The garden is clear and sunset, and His Royal Highness Bi is in autumn.
The return road is smoky and late, and the mountain cicadas groan everywhere.
——Shen Qizhi "Tour of Shaolin Temple"
Shaolin Temple, which was conceived in the embrace of the majestic Song Mountain in the Central Plains, is located in a pure land not far from the south bank of the surging Yellow River, and is a place where Zen Buddhism practiced, but it has experienced thousands of years of vicissitudes and bloody years.
Lushan, Jiangxi
Seen horizontally, there are peaks on the side of the ridge, and the heights and lows are different near and far.
I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am in this mountain.
——Su Shi "Title West Forest Wall"
The clouds and fog that pervaded the valley, a gust of wind passed, and in an instant the waves were turbulent, and ten thousand horses galloped, weaving a huge canopy; Suddenly as an eagle soars, suddenly as a fairy is ethereal, suddenly thin as a cicada feather, suddenly thick as a giant peak.
Shandong Taishan
How is Daizongfu? Qi Luqing is not finished.
Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut into darkness.
Swinging chest Stratus clouds, decisive into the returning bird.
It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains are small.
- Du Fu, "Wangyue"
Looking up at the foot of Mount Tai, I saw that it was rolling and majestic. Tarzan trees grow lushly. Snow-white clouds surround the top of the mountain, as if putting a snow-white silk scarf on Tarzan.
Huangshan, Anhui
Four thousand Huangshan and thirty-two lotus peaks.
Danya stone pillars, golden hibiscus.
Yixi rises to the top, and looks down at the Tianmu Pine.
Immortal jade refining, feathering left a trace.
I also heard about Wen Boxue and met alone.
Picking the five mountains, rock climbing has been tens of thousands of times.
Return to Baigoose Ridge and thirst for dansa well.
When the phoenix blows me, the cloud is in order.
Go to Lingyang East and travel to Fangguicong.
Sixteen degrees back to the stream, the blue sky is clear.
He also visited each other every day and took the bridge to ride the rainbow.
——Li Bai "Sending the Wen Virgin to the Former Residence of White Goose Peak in Huangshan"
The majestic Huangshan pine stands among the stones, the wind and rain do not move, and the years have not changed. They are independent but not alone, graceful and luxurious without pretentiousness, sparse but staggered.
Huashan in Shaanxi
Only the sky is above, and there are no mountains and qi.
Raise your head and look back at the white clouds low.
- Kou Zhun "Wing Wah Mountain"
Huashan has many beautiful and poignant stories and legends: the giant spirit splitting the mountain, splitting the mountain to save the mother, to lead the phoenix and other allusions to women and children are all known. In particular, the story of Agarwood splitting Mount Hua to rescue the Three Virgin Mothers has been passed down through the ages.
Chongqing White Emperor City
The dynasty said that the white emperor was in the clouds, and the thousands of miles of Jiangling were returned in one day.
The apes on both sides of the strait could not stop crying, and the light boat had already crossed the 10,000 heavy mountains.
- Li Bai "Early White Emperor City"
Night tour of the White Emperor City, although you can't see the meandering Yangtze River under your feet and the majestic and dangerous gate pass on the opposite side, but the half moon is suspended in the sky, the lights are flashing, passing through the forest, the evening breeze blows, the fragrance is fragrant, and the winding path is secluded, which is very comfortable.
Wushan autumn leaves
Once the sea was difficult to water, but Wushan is not a cloud.
Take the second flower bush lazy review, half edge cultivation path half edge jun.
——Yuan Shu "Five Songs of Leaving Thoughts, Part 4"
The majesty of Wushan is all given by the Yangtze River, it is the Yangtze River that moisturizes Wushan, Wushan is the child born of the Yangtze River, and the water of the Yangtze River rubs the most beautiful sunlight into the soil and rock of Wushan over time.
The spiritual energy of the Yangtze River steamed out the red leaves of Wushan through the clouds and mist, and those thousands of years, tens of thousands of years of infiltration, penetrated the soil, penetrated into the roots, and the stems to the leaves.
Anhui Taohuatan
Li Bai was about to leave on the boat, when he suddenly heard the sound of singing on the shore.
The peach blossom pool is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun to send me love.
- Li Bai "Gift to Wang Lun"
It is located in the southern mountains of Anhui, surrounded by mountains and mountains, and the Qingyi River winds here, forming a quiet pool.
Tanbian village is a typical Hui-style architectural pattern, with black tile and white walls, horse heads upturned, elegant and generous. The villagers live near the water, idyllic and natural, simple and beautiful.
Hangzhou West Lake
The water is shining and sunny, and the mountains are rainy and strange.
If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, light makeup is always appropriate.
——Su Shi "Drinking the Second Song of the First Sunny and After the Rain on the Lake"
West Lake, smoky and rippling, quiet and peaceful, revealing a beautiful pavilion pavilion in the mist, like a stunning woman without makeup in the morning, with a lazy expression, flowing dress, long hair leisurely, a charming face, and incomparably shy.
Surrounded by mountains and mountains, West Lake is surrounded by mountains, like shining pearls under long-haired women, pleasing to the eye and exquisite.
Thousands of miles of Yangtze River
The great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, and the characters of the ages.
To the west of the fortress, humanity is, Three Kingdoms Zhou Lang Chibi.
Rocks pierced the sky, waves crashed on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow rolled up.
The mountains and rivers are picturesque, how many heroes for a while.
——Su Shi "Nian Nu Jiao Chibi Huaigu"
To listen to the Yangtze River is to listen to history. That raging fire once dyed half of the river red. The plain-dressed Zhou Lang also stood by the river, looking at Cao Cao who was fleeing in embarrassment, and laughed three times. That laughter floated on the billowing river, and it has been floating to this day.
Listening to the Yangtze River, you feel that there have also been swords and shadows, and there have been loves and feuds, and there have been surging dangers.
Juyongguan Great Wall
Juyong closed the sub-rule, and the sunset was low.
The rain and snow fly thousands of miles away, and Yulin is only a few peaks to the west.
——Zhu Yizun, "Out of the Yongguan"
The beauty of the Great Wall is in its majesty. Looking at the Great Wall building on the rolling mountain beams, winding and majestic, it is truly one of the wonders of the architectural world.
Qilian Mountains
Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountain, lonely city looking at the jade gate pass.
Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken.
——Wang Changling, "Seven Songs from the Army, Part 4"
The Qilian Mountains stretched for thousands of miles, like a black dragon lying across this mysterious northwest. Since ancient times, people have come here with awe and pilgrimage, and have written immortal poems, all reflecting its grandeur and huge size.