1. Poems about Nanchong

Poems about Nanchong 1. Words describing the scenery of Nanchong

The following are welcome to adopt:

Viewing Huanggan

Author: Shao Bowen

There are many yellow tangerines in Guozhou, which are cheaper than orange pomelo at first.

Once you pay tribute to China, it will be so wonderful that the world will be dazzled

When the envoys are willing to work together, they dare to send them with a bow.

Hezhiyuan Jinquan Mountain

Author: Wu Yong

In the old days of Nanchong County, the mandarin duck lived in humble habitat.

The root of the Tao is enlightened according to the situation, and the teeth are cold after crossing the bridge.

In the dream, the pine trees are white, and the Heding Dan comes back again.

Xian Weng’s pears and jujubes are ripe, and he also wants to pass on Xiu Han.

Send Zixiao female Taoist priest Siming to thank you

Author: Lu You

I have been away from Nanchong for fourteen years, and I always have clear dreams about Jinquan.

The autumn breeze is early in the mountain valley, but you can see the fairy nature.

Note: Nanchong, also known as "Guozhou", was established in the fourth year of Wude (621) in Tang Dynasty. Because there are fruit mountains in the west of Nanchong City that have always been rich in yellow fruits (Guanggan), it was named "Guozhou".

2. Nanchong Prose Poetry Collection

Let me introduce you to a Nanchong writer. He is the most famous one I know in Nanchong

Shou Xihong, a famous contemporary poet . His real name is Zheng Hong, born in Yilong, Sichuan in 1965. He began to publish poetry in 1981, and has been published in more than 300 domestic newspapers and periodicals such as "People's Literature", "Poetry Magazine", "Stars", "Chinese Poets", "Shanghai Literature", "Selected Poems", and "Mountain Flowers". There are more than 2,000 poems. His main representative works include "Snake Story", "Light and Heavy", "Internal Injury of a Knife", "Square Characters" series, "Guest Show", etc., and has been selected into "Main Trend Poems of the 1990s" and "Top 100 Favorite Poems by College Students". "First Poems", 2002--2006 annual anthologies, and more than 60 anthologies. He has won more than 10 various poetry awards such as the "Poetry Magazine" Essay Award and the "Sichuan Provincial Literature Award". He has published the poetry collection "The Voice of a Hand" , "Square Characters", a collection of travel poems and books "Slim Running Script" and a collection of essays "Such a Clean Body". He advocates the masturbation style of writing in solitude, opposes imperialism, kitsch, following the trend and mystique, advocates the high unity and purity of poetry with life and survival, true feelings and conscience, and believes that an excellent poet is a "poetry receiver" with good quality. ”, he listened to and conveyed the most authentic sounds of natural life. Member of the Chinese Writers Association, currently living in Nanchong, Sichuan.

1. Chronology of Slender Xihong’s creation (simple version)

2. Born on February 27, 1965 (the twenty-sixth day of the first lunar month) in Fengyi, Yilong County, Sichuan Province Township Rhinoceros Village. His nickname is "Chunfeng" and his famous name is "Zheng Hong". Hakka. In 1981, he published his first poetry work in the county-level literary newspaper "Linlang Literature and Art". In the summer of 1988, he participated in the "Dayi Primitive Forest Poetry Meeting" of "Stars Poetry Magazine". In September, he published "Xingxing" under the pen name "Slender Xihong".Published a collection of poems in Star Poetry Magazine. His poems won the "First Nanchong Region Literature Award". Published works in "Stars Poetry Magazine", "Poetry Newspaper", "Feitian", etc. The poems were selected into the "Selected Literary Works of Nanchong Ten Years". From 1989 to 1992, he was featured in "20 Young Poets" in "Stars Poetry Magazine", "20 Cross-Century Poets" in "Contemporary Poets" and "Poetry Magazine", "Sichuan Literature", "Young Writers", and "Stars Poetry Magazine" ", "Poetry", "Poet" and other published poems. Participated in the "National Contemporary Poets Pen Club" in Beijing and won the second prize. From 1993 to 2000, he published works such as "Snake Talk" and "Poetry Presentation" in "Star Poetry" and "Poetry Monthly". "Snake Story" was selected into the "Main Trend Poetry of the 1990s" edited by Wang Sijing, and has been published in "Youth Times", "Cultural Times", "Poem" The first one? 00 articles. Self-printed poetry collections such as "Twenty Poems", "Fragments of Sunshine", "Poetry Presentation", "Injury of Years", etc. In May 2001, he joined the Sichuan Writers Association. In November, "Stars Poetry Magazine" published a series of poems "Internal Injury from a Knife" as the headline. The Writer's Publishing House published two volumes of "Selected Works of Slender Xihong" (a collection of poems "The Voice of One Hand" and a collection of essays "Such a Clean Body"). In January 2002, he was elected secretary-general of Nanchong Writers Association and director of the Poetry Creation Committee. In June, he attended the 6th Writers’ Congress of Sichuan Province. In 2003, he was elected vice chairman of Nanchong Hard Pen Calligraphers Association. The sixth issue of "People's Literature" published 12 poems "Edge" in the "New Poetry Trend", and the title and signature of the poem were on the cover of the current issue. 71 poems were published that year. In August 2004, he joined the Chinese Writers Association. The poetry collection "The Sound of One Hand" won the 4th "Sichuan Literature Award". Elected as a member of the 3rd Nanchong Municipal People's Political Consultative Conference. Nanchong TV Station produced the feature film "The Voice of One Hand". In that year, he published 124 poems in the "Square Characters" series. In 2005, he published 163 poems in the large-scale poem "Square Characters". In March 2006, he participated in the 2006 Luojiang Chinese Poetry Festival and gathered in Luojiang with more than 50 famous poets, professors, and editors across the country. The fifth issue of "Stars Poetry Magazine" launched the poem "Plum Blossoms Sleeping in the Snow" under the theme of "Sichuan Power - Sichuan Powerful Poets Exhibition". In the 11th issue, the "Chief Poet" launches a series of eight poems "Guest Sao" and talks about their creation. Published 93 poems. In 2007, he published 77 poems. In May, he attended the "Hundred Forums? Famous Masters Face to Face - Slender West Hong Poetry Appreciation Meeting" at West China Normal University. Won the second prize in the "Western Sunshine Journey" Poetry Competition co-sponsored by "Poetry Magazine" and "Green Wind Poetry Magazine" prize. The poetry collection "Square Characters" and the travel poetry collection "Slim Running Script" were published in November of that year. On March 1, 2008, Sichuan Provincial Writers Association and "Xingxing Poetry Magazine" held Slender Xihong's new writing ceremony and poetry seminar in Nanchong.

3. Words describing the scenery of Nanchong

The following words are welcome to be adopted: Guanjin Yellow Mandarin Author: Shao Bowen There are many yellow mandarin oranges in Guozhou, which are cheaper than orange pomelo at first.

Once you pay tribute to China, it will be so wonderful that the world will be dazzled. When the envoys are respectful, they will bow their heads and dare to send them. Hezhiyuan Jinquan Mountain Author: Wu YongIn the past, in Nanchong County, the mandarin orange and spiny luan lived in humble habitat.

The root of the Tao is enlightened according to the situation, and the teeth are cold after crossing the bridge. In the dream, the pine flowers are white, and the Heding Dan comes again.

Xian Weng’s pears and jujubes are ripe, and he also wants to pass on Xiu Han. Send a message to the female Taoist priest Siming from Zixiao to thank you. Author: Lu You I have been away from Nanchong for fourteen years, and I always have clear dreams about Jinquan.

The autumn breeze is early in the mountain valley, but you can see the fairy nature. Note: Nanchong, also known as "Guozhou", was established in the fourth year of Wude (621) in Tang Dynasty.

Because there are fruit mountains to the west of Nanchong City that have always been rich in yellow fruits (Guanggan), it was named "Guozhou".

4. Asking for poetry

I am calling your name, Nanchong, please allow me to use the following words to send a notice to this city in southwest China, looking for her glorious soul, because ah I have measured the distance between this ancient city and heaven with my feet. For three years, I have witnessed her with my own eyes every bright night. Thousands of lights hang brilliantly in the misty night sky. The haze before dawn quiets the hustle and bustle of the night. Go to sleep, my dear. Don't let the paradise be destroyed by the roar of the engine, begging for your moans, so fragile. In the early morning when the sun is rising, I happily eat a bowl of rice noodles in the alley on the corner of Nanchong - a poetic name. The rising sun opens the curtain of bright spring thunder. In the moving season, the cry of cracking ice ballast greens up the willow branches along the Jialing River. Nanchong wakes up the five-star garden, like your heart. We walk on your flowing blood. The shouts of the vendors are exactly your tireless chanting, which is paved by turning stones. Binjiang Avenue just lifts a rising sun out of the horizon. The waves of the Jialing River roll over Fengyao Mountain. The spring is warm and the people in Nanchong are laughing. They live a comfortable urban history and choose to survive without any hesitation! People praise you. You are like a beacon of light. You are like the source of happiness for all. You are like the Great Wall of mountains and rivers. You are like the anchor of the ocean. Nanchong has changed its face. You are the capital of Northeast Sichuan. I am looking for you before you take off your jewel-like clothes. The style covered with green, the courtyards with mandarin oranges and chrysanthemums in full bloom, the shouting gates in the streets and alleys, the archways, the tall white pagodas, the old people sitting on the gates holding Sichuan jelly, the vast and fertile farmland, the simple and down-to-earth neighbors, the streets that do not close their doors at night, the streets are courteous and courteous. The sworn sworn relationship lingers, Lao Nanchong, do you remember the picture of life in Bashu? The mist looms over the dome of the ancient city, a suspended secret realm. Have you ever wandered into a fairyland under the blue waves? You once felt the spring breeze, the North Lake in the early morning, the sparrows jumping on the branches, looking into the distance of the green mountains under the white clouds, the green breath passing through the nine curves of the ileum, when you woke up, you murmured a beautiful name, the bride to be married, the rich antique fragrance of Langzhong's history sublimated you countless times The face of the west wind is pressing to overthrow the world. You are astonished by the calm demeanor. The people of Nanchong are always inspecting the people of Nanchong with a thousand-year rock-like majesty. But today, when ordinary people follow the path of their childhood and climb to the shelter of the North Tower. Appreciating your great mind, looking down at the luxury traffic, they seem to be inspecting you, the public servants of the people.What kind of steps will you take? Standing at the center of the Five-Star Garden, you can see hundreds of years of history. Sometimes it is dark and sometimes it is clear. The Chinese Communist Party is ordered by the sky to follow the will of the people and rejuvenate China. It upholds its great cause and walks on thin ice. The high hanging tower hangs the sun and the moon, waiting. The footsteps of returning home at night. The monumental buildings are the poems of the steel bars tied with my fingers. I send them to my parents in the mountains in the simple work shed. The hope of getting rid of poverty in my hometown is changing with each passing day. The city is creating like a dream. You only need to stay in this city for a few days. There will be ten thousand reasons for you to never leave Nanchong, where you have always dreamed. A place where love, wisdom and awe are condensed. There is ubiquitous stability and tranquility. Everyone can find opportunities. In a tolerant and prosperous area, the rich and the poor all have their own paradise station. In the square of Jialing, slow down your hurried pace and pace leisurely. You are ashamed of your previous life. You are creating a new kind of growth. I don’t know when the desire to cry emerged in my heart because someone rebuilt this beautiful ancient city. They reassembled and relocated century-old shops, cut down thousand-year-old trees, and drove away the shouts of vendors. The streets in the morning were missing soy milk, fried dough sticks, and glutinous rice cakes. They opened luxurious restaurants one after another and used hula hoops to trap the lively early mornings, covering the whole city. Assembling a wheel, removing all the natural flowers and grass, filling the farmland with reeds, artificial gardens, plastic coconut groves towering, Nanchong peach blossoms blooming in winter, skyscrapers, dark roads, reinforced concrete stone forests resurrected, fighting for the sky, fighting for air, fighting for water, the roads are blocked and giving way. A city that suffocates prosperity. Why do you make me fearful? I love you so much and yet I am so anxious. The roof of my golden thatched house is surrounded by pigeons. The city is always covered with pieces of smoke. The clear sky is clear. There is no blue city. The traffic in the city is like spreading pancakes and spider webs. It is full of crawling insects. It is low, spacious and clean. The streets and alleys exchange with the towering and dense buildings, and the mutated mania of wealth is tightly entangled in the internal organs of the pedestrians. Is drinking pure water and eating non-polluted food the happiness that the people are looking for? Far away from the city center, I dare not blame the shy boss. The dust rolling out of the factory has taken over my breath. I dare not give up my only pursuit. It is equivalent to giving up independent ideology. Death in the honor room of the coal mine. The development of bookbinding. The annals of history are full of bloody stories. Desire is so naked in the corner brightly lit by LEDs. The broad road is filled with wind and rain. The thunder is frightening. The tenth test of my patience. If there is still a narrow road ahead, I will still move forward stubbornly. The inheritance of ancestors has suffered. If there is a little light, I will feel warm. On May 4th, I would like to ask you to put down your mobile phone and sit down quietly with a cup of tea to calm your impetuous mood. For now, don’t worry about whether the products on the shelves are there again. Prices have risen, light rice and coarse tea. Eight generations of ancestors are humorous and reveal their leisurely lives. If you want to know the true meaning of Nanchong people, listen to me gently telling you the myths and legends of Nanchong. On the east side of Nanchong, there is a giant sleeping Buddha statue in Lingyun Mountain on the east side of Nanchong. I don’t know if the tape measure has energy. Who is carving here?The temple in front of the miraculous Buddha created by Tiangong was filled with incense. People were afraid that the Buddha would abandon it and ignore it. Beautiful green mountains surrounded the surroundings. They learned that Pangu created the masterpiece of heaven and there was also a myth about Wanjuan. There was a lake upstairs. The mountain had been short of water since ancient times. Chen Shou had a night dream of an old man pushing a wheelbarrow. Hanging two baskets to deliver water to the mountain, the astrologer interpreted the dream and said that it was necessary for the boy to draw his sword and go to pierce the baskets. The boy came down the mountain and saw an old man pushing a cart. He bravely drew his sword and pierced the baskets. Suddenly, a pool appeared in the mountain. This is a spiritual myth that cannot be expressed in words. Is such a legend the soul I'm looking for? The Main Hall on the Western Mountain is like a patron saint, guarding purity, guarding sentiment, guarding conscience. Thousands of people who go to incense pray for peace and prosperity of the country. If I let you tell it a thousand times, if I let you choose a thousand times, my heart will be clear. If you believe in the golden autumn season, the clear breeze sweeps away the haze. At that moment, thousands of troops stand and thousands of horses condense their energy. You look at the rising red sun in the early morning. Your proud face is like a flaming red flag. The sound of waves shouting under the monument on the West Mountain is red maple. The carved peaks of the West Mountain and the bridge across the Jialing River make its majesty forever lingering. The heroic soul forged by blood and fire hovers over the ancient city, and the righteousness of unity condenses forever. I will hold you in the afternoon when your heart is full of sunshine.

5. Poems with the theme of "Hometown Affairs", Yilong County, Nanchong, Sichuan,

My hometown

My dream is in my hometown< /p>

Thinking of the moon palace accompanying Chang'e

Thinking of the seaside blowing in the wind

Thinking of climbing beautiful peaks in the snowy landscape

Thinking of,,,,,,,

This is all my dream

My long-standing wish

I wish the flower buds will be fragrant all year round

I wish the sky will be filled with colorful clouds

< p> I wish couples to sing love songs

I admire the eternal flowing water

My dreams, my wishes

It is my wish that dreams come true

I wish to follow people’s dreams

I have many, many dreams

My original dreams and my current wishes

are actually the same

Dream of evergreen flower buds fragrant all year round

May the world sing happily

My dream, my hometown

The prescientific period of astronomy ended with Ptolemy.

Claudius Ptolemy (ca. 90-168), born in Ptolemadai, Egypt, was a mathematician, astronomer, geographer, and astrologer. Claudius Ptolemy was a Greek-Roman citizen who lived in Egypt and wrote in Greek. One of his satirical poems is included in "Selected Greek Poems". He lived in Roman-ruled Egypt. According to legend, he was born in Ptolemy Herme in Thebes, Egypt. However, this view was not proposed until the 14th century and did not gain widespread support.

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Claudius Ptolemaeus, the master of "geocentric theory", was born in Egypt to Greek parents. In 127 AD, young Ptolemy was sent to Alexandria to study. There, he read a lot of books and learned astronomical surveying and geodesy. He lived in Alexandria until 151 AD. There are few records about his life in history books.

Ptolemy believed that geography was a linear description of the entire known area of ​​the earth and everything related to it, that is, drawing figures and replacing geographical descriptions with place names and measurement lists. He used Posidonius's incorrect figure for the Earth's circumference in his Geographic Guide and added error in mapping the eastward extension of the land. Imagine the inhabited world as a continuous landmass surrounded by ocean basins, and show on the map that there is an unknown southern continent south of the Indian Ocean.

It was not until the expedition of the British explorer J. Cook in the 18th century that this error was eliminated. He also proposed two new map projections in his "Geographical Guide": conic projection and spherical projection.

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