Poetry about fog 1. Ancient poems about fog

The poem describing fog is 1. Ling Wuxing (Wei) was foggy in autumn, and his department came out early in the morning.

Look at these white sideburns and look at these clothes. If you don't know how to ride, you will lose all the trees in the suburbs.

Miswheezing, cold skin. 2. Fog (Li Qiao) Cao Gong was fascinated by Chu Ze, and Han Di went out to Pingcheng. Zhuolu demon is quiet, Dan Shan Ji Ming.

The smoke flew a little heavy, but the rain was still light. If you enter the non-bear constellation, you would rather think of the mysterious leopard.

3. The chanting fog (Su Weidao) is full of caves and valleys, and people are far away. At first glance, it looks like a dragon sword, but it is also suspected of reflecting a mirage.

The rain is dense in the forest, and the smoke is drifting. Gong went up the ladder and finally swam out of Yanfu.

4. Sitting at the Shuige at night is endowed with a mist (Yi Li), and the moon is cold and foggy. Shen Sihao is in Tongchuan. Birds are singing and trees are scattered, and mountains are pale.

Desert sand is on the road, in the fields. It is better to rely on trees in the distance and be poor intermittently.

5. chanting fog (dong sigong) Cangshan is silent, and the green view will sink. Finally, in martial arts, leopards hide in the morning and monkeys sing at night.

The weather is very cold and the scenery is very dark. Go to Huayin if you want to visit the supermarket.

6. Lott is the husband of the moon. What worries me at this time is lying in the clouds (rachel). The scenery is everywhere, and clouds can't cover it. 7. Looking at the Han Xi Temple in Tao Kan in Summer Dusk, where is it now? Sha Ting is dry and foggy, and Pingchuan Mountain Fire shines everywhere.

8. Bodhisattva Man (Ye Li) flutters under the three peaks, and the autumn wind is often compared. Heartbroken memory fairy palace, hazy smoke.

2. Cloudy poems

Poems about clouds are:

1, Han Yi's "Lodging Teachers and Yishan" in Tang Dynasty

Original text:

Clouds don't * * this mountain is neat, and the mountain is pale and lost.

At dawn, the crescent moon flies to the tall trees, and the Milky Way in autumn night is far to the west of several peaks.

Translation:

The clouds in the sky can't be on an equal footing with this mountain. From a distance, the mountains are more blurred.

At dawn, the crescent moon temporarily flew into the towering trees, and the Milky Way in autumn night was far to the west of several peaks.

2. Zhong Nanshan by Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty.

Original text:

The majestic Tian Yishan is close to Chang 'an, and the mountains continue to extend to the sea. The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared.

The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are different. Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?

Translation:

The majestic Taiyi Mountain is near Chang 'an City, which is connected with mountains and winds all the way to the seaside. White clouds wander in the air and look back, but green fog disappears in the mountains.

The central main peak separates the south from the east and the west, and the valleys between mountains are different and varied. I want to find a family to live in the mountains. Is it convenient to ask the woodcutter across the water?

3. Rain and Rain by Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty

Original text:

It's foggy in Kesash, and the mountains and rivers are deep here. In autumn, the sound of the beach is more urgent and the canyon is overcast.

Looking at the clouds to cover your eyes, homesick for raindrops. How will you comfort your loneliness? Thanks to this north window piano.

Translation:

Today, the fog in Shan Lan is particularly heavy, with a wide field of vision, but it is far away. Smelling the autumn brought by the beach river, the climate in the valley is humid, and sunny days are more like cloudy days.

Looking at the Imperial City, the clouds covered my eyes, thinking about my hometown, and the rain on the eaves dripped into my heart. What can I use to comfort my deep and wandering thoughts? I only rely on the piano under the north window to solve my loneliness.

4. Jiang Lin Xian Mei by Li Qingzhao in Song Dynasty

Original text:

The courtyard is deep, and the cloud window and fog pavilion are in late spring. For whom you are haggard and lose your face, and you have a good night dream, you should send Nanzhi.

Jade thin sandalwood light infinite hate, south building Qiang tube Hugh blowing. Who knows that the fragrance is blown out and the warm wind comes late, so don't let the apricot flowers get fat.

Translation:

There are many floors in the yard, and clouds are clustered on the windows of the attic, and a faint fog permeates around, but spring comes late. Missing makes your face haggard, and you can only get together in a dream at night, and the sunny plum branches are also in the season of germination.

Plum blossoms are graceful and graceful, and the Qiangdi in the south building should not play a sad tune. I don't know how many clubs have been blown off. Warm spring wind, don't let time come to apricot blossom season.

5. In the Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao said, "The pride of a fisherman meets clouds."

Original text:

When the sky meets the clouds, the Milky Way wants to turn to Qian Fan dance. As if the dream soul belonged to the emperor. Smell the sky and ask me where I belong.

I report the long night and study poetry. There are amazing sentences. 90,000 Li Fengpeng is a positive move. The wind stopped and the ship blew away three mountains.

Translation:

It's a foggy day. It's foggy in the morning. The Milky Way is turning, and Qian Fan is drifting like a shuttle. The dream soul seems to have returned to heaven, and the emperor sent a message to invite them sincerely. Ask politely: Do you have a home?

I report to the emperor that the journey is long and the sunset is not early. Learning to write poetry is useless, but it is useless. Wan Li is in the sky, Dapeng flies high. Wind! Please don't stay, take me straight to Penglai Sanxian Island by canoe.

3. Poems about fog

1, but when she turned and looked down at the earth, trying to see the capital clearly, there was only fog and dust. -Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Looking at the world from fairyland, we can only see the vast dust and fog, but we can't see Chang 'an haunted by dreams.

2. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang is infinite. -Tang Zhang Xuruo's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"

The slanting moon slowly sinks and hides in the sea fog, and the distance between Jieshi and Xiaoxiang is infinitely far away.

3. How deep the courtyard is, the cloud window and fog pavilion are in late spring. -Song Liqing according to "Linjiang Xianmei"

The courtyard is deep. How deep is it? Clouds are thin and fog is high, and spring is always late.

4, the fog is thick and cloudy, and it lasts forever. -Song Liqingzhao's "Drunken Flower Yin, Fog and Thick Clouds, Never Worry"

The fog is diffuse, the clouds are thick, the days are gloomy and boring, and the borneol shines in the golden beast incense burner.

5. The sky meets the clouds, and the Milky Way wants to turn to Qian Fan dance. -Song Liqing took photos of "The Pride of the Fisherman"

Water and sky meet, morning fog and clouds wave. The milky way turns, just like countless ships waving sails.

6, the east wind is full of worship, and the fragrant fog turns to the corridor. -Su Song Shi's "Haitang"

The east wind is warm and the spring scenery is stronger. The fragrance of flowers melted in the hazy fog, and the moon had moved over the cloister in the courtyard.

4. What are the poems describing the morning fog?

1, the sky meets clouds, and the Milky Way wants to turn to Qian Fan dance. -From the Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao's "The Fisherman is Proud, and the sky meets clouds and clouds"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The sky is foggy and the morning is foggy. The Milky Way is turning, and Qian Fan is drifting like a shuttle.

2, the autumn city is foggy, and the Ministry comes out in the early morning. -From the Tang Dynasty: Wei's Lingwu Xing

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The fog in the city is heavy in autumn, so you should prevent fog when you go out in the morning.

3. White fog buried the valley, Danxia helped Guang Xiao. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Longji's "Taihang Mountain Words and deeds"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: white fog permeates the ravine, and the morning glow lights up the light on the horizon.

4. The sunset glow rises from the grass and the twilight fills the house. -From the Tang Dynasty: Autumn is the Eye by Li Shimin.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The morning sky is foggy, and there is a dark and hazy sky everywhere.

5. The moon is cold and foggy, and Shen Sihao is in Tongchuan. —— From the Tang Dynasty: Li Yi's "Sitting in the Water Pavilion at Night and Giving Dawn Fog"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: At dawn when the moon sets, a cold fog appears, and the vast meditation is full of mountains and rivers.

5. Ten sentences about fog

White fog is floating everywhere on the plateau, just like a living object, spreading to the ground in its strange flow way.

The fog at dusk smells floating in the thin poplars. It seems that spun yarn hangs on the branches, but it is more conscious and transparent than spun yarn.

Everything is hidden in the dense fog, and only the top of the forest emerges above the dense fog.

There is wet fog everywhere. Sticky stains, not very clean.

White milky fog and dew are sealed up, and they are wet, cold and stagnant on the water.

The morning mist hangs in the air like thousands of white yarns to be dyed, slowly swinging and changing into strange colors in the morning light.

Heavy snow and fog. White, the sky is connected to the ground, the ground is connected to the sky, and nothing can be seen.

The ethereal and transparent self fog is woven into a huge cage of self curtains and tightly covered.

Fog seems to be ejected from the earth's crust and rises from the bottom of the valley. In mid-air, it is like a wave. One by one, it pounced on the stone forest.

Turbulent fog, like a spring tide of melting snow, curled up into the sky, like smoke from a censer.

Fog hangs on the river like a pure veil, and the boat hangs a red light at night, like an insomniac who barely opens his eyes.

On the top of the mountain, there is a flowing, gauze-like, weak airflow, whether it is clouds, smoke or fog.

A thin layer of milky white airflow rippled gently on the ears of wheat like yarn.

Gray mist permeates the earth, as if hiding the mystery of nature's change.

A mass of gray fog on the top of the mountain shines like a brilliant crown in the afterglow of the sunset.

The river in the distance, in the misty fog, rippled with light blue.

Fog is like a naughty elf, performing magic and waving the dreamy veil to confuse people.

The fog of Lushan Mountain. Sometimes it's like a wisp of smoke. Sometimes, it is like waves, sometimes it is as light as a feather, and sometimes it is as heavy as lead ash.

The thick fog lifted its broad white robe and covered a mountain.

Satisfied hope to adopt!

6. Ancient poems related to fog

Flowers are not flowers: Bai Juyi's flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog. It comes at midnight and goes at dawn.

A short time comes like a spring dream, and a long time goes like a floating cloud. An ancient poem describing fog said: the fog lost its tower, the moon passed through the maze, and Taoyuan was nowhere to be found. (Qin Guan "Walking on the Sand") The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang is infinite.

(Zhang's Moonlight on the Spring River) It is foggy in autumn and comes out in the morning. (Wei's Lingwu Journey) The color is light and foggy, and the fragrance attracts the wind.

(Li Shimin's "Hua Fu Pavilion Fog") When the moon sets and the fog rises, Shen Sihao crosses Sichuan. (Li Yi's "Sitting in the Water Pavilion at Night with a Layer of Mist") On the moonlit night in Chunjiang, the spring tide is there, and the bright moon is born on the sea.

I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moon by the river! The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion. There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.

Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year? Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.

The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss. Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building? Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.

The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the anvil refers to it. At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.

Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water. Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.

In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.

I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees. Nine schools of Bodhisattva 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. Does the yellow crane know where to go? There is room for tourists.

Soak the wine and a rising tide lifts all boats! "Fog"-Tang Liqiao and Cao Gong are fascinated by Chu Ze, and Han Emperor goes out of Pingcheng. Zhuolu demon is quiet, Dan Shan Ji Ming.

The smoke flew a little heavy, but the rain was still light. If you enter the non-bear constellation, you would rather think of the mysterious leopard.

The distant mountains are clear and blue fog-Tang residual clouds gather in Qingling, and the evening fog is in the sky. All green, and half red.

Just like the first month, the wind is very strong. Also because of Sanli, the crown is far from the same.

Fog in Hua Ting, the blue sky smoked palace of Don Li Shimin, is half finished. The color is light and foggy, and the fragrance attracts the wind.

The trees are thick and comfortable, and the flowers are thin and red. It seems to be hidden when it rains.

"Sitting in the water pavilion at night is full of fog" —— Tang's The Cold Fog on the Moon and Shen Sihao's In Sichuan. Birds are singing and trees are scattered, and mountains are pale.

Desert sand is on the road, in the fields. It is better to rely on trees in the distance and be poor intermittently.

Ode to Fog —— Dong Tang Sigong Cangshan is silent, and the green yarn notes are heavy. Finally, in martial arts, leopards hide in the morning and monkeys sing at night.

The weather is very cold and the scenery is very dark. Go to Huayin if you want to visit the supermarket.

Ode to the Fog —— Tang Suwei opened the cave and turned to the plain from afar. At first glance, it looks like a dragon sword, but it is also suspected of reflecting a mirage.

The rain is dense in the forest, and the smoke is drifting. Gong went up the ladder and finally swam out of Yanfu.

Lingwu Travel Notes-Tang Wei Wuying's autumn city is foggy, and his department was out in the early hours of the morning. The vastness of the sky and sky dissolved the mystery of the day.

Look at these white sideburns and look at these clothes. If you don't know how to ride, you will lose all the trees in the suburbs.

My skin gets cold when I sneeze by mistake. You should have a drink. You can use it.

Enthusiastic friend 2013-11-24 woke up early in the morning and habitually looked out, unable to see anything clearly. I put on my clothes in a hurry and opened the window, only to see clouds of fog flying around.

The breeze blows, and the fog rolls and crawls in the air like a snail; After a while, it turned into a conch ... the fog really looked like a ditto. It's time for school. I went downstairs and was immediately surrounded by thick fog. It's like falling into a bottle, I can only see a piece under my feet.

I walked carefully along the roadside. Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice. The footsteps behind me are getting closer and closer, but I can't see who it is. I didn't realize that Zhao Liang was going to school until the man came up to me. On the way, a red sun rose slowly from the east, and the thick fog was torn off layer by layer like cotton wool, gradually turning into a layer of spun yarn, and the distant scenery began to appear faintly; Looking up, the sky is full of red clouds and golden waves. The red sun is like a furnace of boiling molten steel, bursting out, crystal clear, what a beautiful picture! Fog is usually unwelcome, but if you watch it quietly, the morning fog is really a masterpiece of nature, which makes people feel very interesting.

7. What are the ancient poems about fog?

Flowers are not flowers: Bai Juyi is not flowers, fog is not fog, come in the middle of the night and leave at dawn. It came like a spring dream, and seemed to be nowhere to be found in the clouds. Ancient poems describing fog: the fog is lost, the moon is lost, and Taoyuan is nowhere to be found. (Qin Guan walks on the beach) The sea fog is hidden in the slanting moon, and the road to Xiashi Xiaoxiang is long. (Zhang Chunjiang spends a moonlit night) Incense attracts the wind. (Li Shimin is endowed with flowers and fog) The moon is cold and foggy, and Shen Sihao is familiar with Sichuan. (Li Yishui Pavilion is misty at night) It's a moonlit night by the river. Spring tides are in Lian Haiping, and the moon is bright on the sea. I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moonlight by the river! The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. There is frost in the air, but there is no white sand on the pavilion. There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky. Who saw the moon on the river? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year? Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water. The white clouds are drifting away, and the green maple is full of sorrow. Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building? If you wander upstairs and around the moon, you should take your eyes off the makeup mirror. The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the anvil refers to it. At this time, you don't know each other. I hope the flowers will shine on you month by month. Wild geese will fly in the sky, and fish will jump into the water before dragons. Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned. The river flows to the end and the pond falls to the west. The slanting moon is full of sea fog and the stones are falling. There is room for tourists. Pour some wine, the tide will rise! Fog-don liqiao.

8. Fog Poetry

Wave Liu Yuxi

Rizhao Chengzhou River is foggy, and gold diggers are all over the river.

Send Liu Shiwu to Wang Changling County.

The weather in Pingming is cold and foggy, while it is raining in Majiang.

Yuan Jishan lives in Fanshan, Wuchang, and it snows heavily during the Spring Festival. He asked Meng with poems.

It snowed for ten days in Jiangshan. The snow was deep and foggy.

Du Fu, the second trilogy on December 1st.

The sky is cold, the mountains are blue, and the river in front of the building is foggy.

Give Cui's book to Si Kongshu.

Frost is like snow, and river fog becomes clouds later.

The Night Talk in Jianglou is all Song Poems —— Bai Yuchan

The river fog in autumn is white, and the night rain is blue.

Feng Yi's second poem in the same year-Su Zhe

It's raining and foggy in Mao Mao today. You can sit down and chat with Cao instead of running around in the mud.

A Play Created for Li Chao's Sanqu —— Su Zhe

It rains in the fog, so you don't know the cold before drinking.

Xiao Jing Ba Panling went to the East Palace lecture hall-Yang Wanli.

The sea is red, and the river fog haunts the jade building.

Old flowers look like fog (Tang? Du Fu)

Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog (Tang? Bai Juyi)

The moon is flying in the mist, and I'm going to Lang's side tonight. I wear socks and walking shoes (five generations? Li Wei)

Lost in the fog, lost in the moon (Song? Qin Guan)

Tasha Qin Xing Temple

The fog is gone, the moon is gone, and Taoyuan is nowhere to be found.

Here is a poem about fog.

"Fog"-Tang? Li Qiao

Zhuolu demon is quiet, Dan Shan Ji Ming.

Ode to the Fog-Tang? Dong sigong

The weather is very cold and the scenery is very dark.

Ode to the Fog-Tang? Su weidao

At first glance, it looks like a dragon sword, but it is also suspected of reflecting a mirage.

"The distant mountains are clear and blue"-Tang? Li Shimin

The residual clouds gather in the green ridge, and the evening mist is all day long.

"Fordham Flower"-Don? Li Shimin

The color is light and foggy, and the fragrance attracts the wind.

"The water pavilion is endowed with night fog"-Tang? Li yi

When the moon sets and the fog rises, Shen Sihao can cross the river.

"Lingwu Travel Notes"-Tang? wei yingwu

The autumn city was foggy and the Ministry left early in the morning.

9. Poetry related to fog

fog

-Don Liqiao

Cao Gong was fascinated by Chu Ze, and Han Emperor went out of Pingcheng.

Zhuolu demon is quiet, Dan Shan Ji Ming.

The smoke flew a little heavy, but the rain was still light.

If you enter the non-bear constellation, you would rather think of the mysterious leopard.

Chanting fog

-Don Dong Sigong

The silence of Cangshan is dusk, and the green view will sink.

Finally, in martial arts, leopards hide in the morning and monkeys sing at night.

The weather is very cold and the scenery is very dark.

Go to Huayin if you want to visit the supermarket.

Chanting fog

-Tang Su Weidao

The caves and valleys are densely covered, and the distance is flat.

At first glance, it looks like a dragon sword, but it is also suspected of reflecting a mirage.

The rain is dense in the forest, and the smoke is drifting.

Gong went up the ladder and finally swam out of Yanfu.

Clear blue fog in the distant mountains

Don Li Shimin

The residual clouds gather in the green ridge, and the evening mist is all day long.

All green, and half red.

Just like the first month, the wind is very strong.

Also because of Sanli, the crown is far from the same.

Fu Dehua Wu Ting

Don Li Shimin

The blue sky has smoked the palace, and the new core is half makeup.

The color is light and foggy, and the fragrance attracts the wind.

The trees are thick and comfortable, and the flowers are thin and red.

It seems to be hidden when it rains.

Sitting in the water pavilion at night is endowed with mist.

-Tang

When the moon sets and the fog rises, Shen Sihao can cross the river.

Birds are singing and trees are scattered, and mountains are pale.

Desert sand is on the road, in the fields.

It is better to rely on trees in the distance and be poor intermittently.

Lingwuxing

-Don Wei Wu Ying

It is foggy in autumn and comes out in the morning.

The vastness of the sky and sky dissolved the mystery of the day.

Look at these white sideburns and look at these clothes.

If you don't know how to ride, you will lose all the trees in the suburbs.

My skin gets cold when I sneeze by mistake.

You should have a drink. You can use it.