The warmth and warmth of Xichang
When snow falls in the north
This small town still blooms with the beauty of spring
The pleasant landscapes depicted in those poems
The winter in Xichang is hidden there
Two yellow orioles singing green willows, a row of egrets on the blue sky.
- Du Fu in "Absolute Sentences"
On the shores of Qionghai Lake, flocks of wintering migratory birds,
Sometimes catching food on the surface of the water, sometimes flying into the clouds,
Contrast with the turquoise sky.
Stroll around the pond to watch the fish swim, just as children are fishing boats.
A kind of love fish has different hearts, and I have come to give a hook.
——Bai Juyi, "Watching the Fish"
Rafting on Qionghai Lake, leisurely basking in the sun,
Watch the fish swim around in the clear waters of the lake,
The mischievous child put his hand into the water and stirred, disturbing the small fish that were foraging.
And on the cave court credit moon color, the boat to buy wine white cloud side.
——Li Bai, "Five Songs of YouDongting"
Night tour of the Haihe River, night scenery reflected in the river,
Don't have a taste.
Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, Jing Mei is drunk.
After the east hedge put the wine at dusk, there is a dark fragrance full of sleeves.
——Li Qingzhao, "Drunken Flower Yin"
There is no depression in the winter in Xichang, and flowers bloom everywhere on the streets.
Thorn flowers, bauhinia flowers, cannon flowers...
In this festival, the most beautiful appearance,
Faint floral fragrance, sweeping away the winter cold.
In April, the mountain family is busy everywhere, and the neighbors get roasted tea aroma.
——Gao Jian "Sit Quietly Sipping Tea"
Make a good pot of tea and bask in the sun upstairs in Chase.
Three or five friends, talking together.
The old man talked about juvenile madness, left pulling yellow, right Qingcang,
Nishiki hat mink fur, thousand riding roll Hiraoka.
The perch is crispy and fragrant, and the buckwheat oil is newly made into the cake.
—— Lu You's "Early Winter Sentence"
In winter, eating warm food can always make the day a happy day.
In the winter of Xichang, the morning air is "steaming"——
The buns in the steamer basket are cooked, and the hot fritters are cooked,
Lamb powder is on the table...
Enjoyed the beauty of Xichang in the poem
Is it not enough
Do you want to give a poem too?
Praise our lovely hometown
Source | released by Xichang