Che Ma Qianli, the first bridge between Gan and Kun-Zhao Zhouqiao, Hebei Province.
The oldest stone harbour bridge in China-Luoyang Bridge in Quanzhou, Fujian (also known as Wan 'an Bridge)
Lanzhou Huanghe Railway Bridge
Hangzhou West Lake Broken Bridge
Qiao Feng Town, Suzhou, Qiao Feng
An Lan Bridge in Dujiangyan, guanxian, Sichuan Province has been listed as a world cultural heritage to be protected.
Beijing Lugou Bridge
Seventeen-hole bridge in the Summer Palace in Beijing
Shuanglong Bridge, about four kilometers west of Jianshui County, Yunnan Province.
Shaoxing bazi bridge
Poems about bridges:
Du Mu
& lt A Letter to Han Chuo, Yangzhou Magistrate
There is water in the green hills,
The grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn.
On the moonlit night of Bridge 24,
Where does Jade Man teach oral sex?
Yuan Zhen
Send Lott.
The scenery in the world will be recorded several times.
The mirror in front of Lingbi Bridge,
Live a good life, wings,
Fly in and get drunk.
Li Shen
Lingbi bridge >>
Lingbi bridge is sentimental, and it is obvious that the lake faction detours back to the pond.
Before and after the shore flowers, I smell birds, and the lake and the moon complain about Populus davidiana.
It can promote the age of yin and white hair, and skillfully ride a horse for spring.
Why did you turn a crane into a China watch, but you can't count it. You still remember your hometown.
Huazhen
Zhu Huan bridge
Returning the pearl to the stream is the home of the satrap.
The small bridge diagonally crosses the blue quicksand.
The breeze doesn't change the door,
Long and cold springs make waves.
Lu you
Wuyun bridge
If Ye Bei is connected with Jinghu Lake,
The ethereal flying bridge spans the air.
Who will know after Gu Ling's double relocation?
I began to lean in the dusk.
Qiu Si.
In the early autumn of Shanbuxi Bridge,
It's hard to swim anywhere,
Monk Gallery occasionally collects poems,
Fish markets are often reserved for use as pesticides.
Autumn in Qiao Liu
Liu Shu Bridge is everywhere, and the water drops all the way. Clothing pestle every month, fishing boat is full of wind. The eyes are clear and secular, and the steps are withered. Who can escape from the wild and leisurely west and east?
Qiusong
At the beginning of the long rain, my eyes were blurred and my house was full of green shoes. Suddenly I came to the foot of Liuqiao, and there was a dewdrop wet flower.
Autumn night in Qiao Liu
Di Qing, Wan Li, the moon is lonely, sweeping away the clouds. It's a good autumn night in Shandong, so I don't need help on the bridge.
This is the problem.
Liu Hua on the mountain is shining, and the green plum makes a sound when it falls. On the east bank of Liuqiao, I leaned back and talked about Feng Shui to wake up.
Qiao Liu >
The village road is Chu Qing, made of slush, and it can't reach the west of Xiaoqiao in ten days. When I went out, I felt that spring came early, and the willow was dyed light yellow and soaked in the stream.
Walk alone, cross the willow bridge and go home.
Suddenly, I felt a little better and asked the boy to help me down. Leng Yun covered the river with heavy snow. A hedgehog barks and a pheasant pecks. When you walked past the house, you were drunk and laughed. Restaurant across the Lake Bridge: "The lake is green and the wild flowers are red. Spring is March and a half, which is better than ten years ago. Small shops open new wine, and flat bridges draw boats. Handsome and strong, don't be ashamed.
Bozhou huqiaoxia restaurant
There are painted buildings by the clouds and Mulan boats outside the rain. Who knew that Lao Tzu was crazy enough to monopolize ten miles south of the city?
willow
Spring is everywhere, in the willow color of Lake Bridge. When you look at light yellow to light green, you know that creation has all the advantages.
Delayed return
At dusk, it was raining by the bridge, and the ship returned in the song of Ling. I hate going to Bai Ou, and I don't want to make friends.
Shimeizhou Middle Left
The small bridge goes to the grass canal in the north and gradually merges into Ozawa. Creation will be ignorant and I will be drunk, so it blows rain and hits the sky.
late spring
Under the bank of the city bridge, there is a lake boat with a carved sill and a half hook. In spring, you cherish drunkenness, and in the Ming Dynasty, the red flag stuck in the building.
On the river
Yu Hui Qiaotou River is misty, and Jiangcun shop is lonely. Leng Yun hangs wild snow, and broken geese keep a group of people awake. Wan Li drifted back to the motherland and spent his life in heaven. In my old age, I still want to learn from Kong Zhou, but I haven't visited Buddha for a long time.
The third part "Wandering"
In addition to the smoke at the scene, dissolute soul poetry wine. At the ebb and flow of Hui Bridge, the sunset is a lonely canopy. "
Two songs crossing the Du Pu Bridge
One: the waves outside the bridge are as green as a duck's head, and the wine in the cup is as yellow as goose feathers. Camellia wakes up drunk, but crosses the west village to watch the sunset.
Second: it rains more in the north of the bridge than in spring, and the sun sets in the south of the bridge. Are you dissatisfied with the wine? Listen to the sound of Lingge smoke. ：
On board
North of Ke Qiao, west of Caoshi in Weizhou, the moon is frosty and the sky is low. There is no fish jumping in the frozen pool, and there are cranes living in the deep forest. Don't talk about the wine in the village, you will get drunk again.
At the turn of summer and autumn, the quatrains of ships going back and forth in the lake.
The celestial mirror in the south of the city is three hundred miles, and the jade screen is dazzling. It's best to go to Lanting by boat on a moonlit night in Long Island.
"Three Bridges and Three Mountains under the Moon" first rose in the east of the temple, and the wind sent me a lonely account. Beyond the mountains and seas, people are in the kettle. The light in the hut smelled the barking of dogs, and the smoke in the pavilion was pale and shocking. Bald head is cold-resistant, fishing for Weng all the year round, very safe.
My Ode to Autumn Hongqiao Ship
Untie the cable and leave the small city gate first, so that the pole can break through a cloud. Dew fireflies spread out and formed their own array, and waterfowl sang like sheep. Maple leaves fall into the river, autumn colors get older, and the night will be divided. Scholar old negative fame ambition, drunk Long song strong hin.
Twelve Poems of Willow Branches in Jianhu Lake
At the edge of the old tree in Sanliang fishing village, fishermen mend their nets and divide their bows. Banqiao hut is even more pitiful in Hunan, with rain and flowers.
Xu Zhang
Taohuajiang
Faintly flying over the picnic bridge, Loki asked the fishing boat.
Peach blossoms follow the running water all day. Where is the Qingxi in the morning?