1, Yanmen Taishouhang
Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds in an attempt to tear down the city wall; Our army was ready, and the sun shone on the armor, glittering with gold. In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night. The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy. I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death.
2. The fifth poem of Twenty-three Horses
The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook. Don't be a golden brain, go and step on the clear autumn.
3. "Gao Xuan Guo"
Huatuo wove shallots and beautiful gold rings. Hoof rumbling, entrance like a rainbow. Twenty-eight nights, Luo's mind, nine essence. The sound in front of the temple is empty, and the pen fills the nature. Pang Mei's readers feel autumn, and hay gives birth to Chinese style.
4. "Golden Copper Immortal Ci Han Song"
Maoling Liulang is a guest in the autumn wind, and I heard Ma Si's ignorance at night. The osmanthus tree in the painting column hangs autumn fragrance, and the soil in the thirty-six palaces is green. Wei Guan led the car thousands of miles, and the sour wind in Dongguan shot at his eyes. Empty sent John out of the palace door, thinking of your tears like lead water. Declining orchid to send guests to Xianyang Road, if the sky is old. The lonely moon is bleak, and the acropolis is low.
5. Quotations from Li Ping
Wu Si, Shu and Zhang Tong are in high autumn, and the empty mountains are not flowing. Jiang Yue wept for Motome's sadness, while Ping Li was playing China. Kunshan jade broken Fengming, hibiscus crying, Xianglan laughing. The cold light melts in front of the twelve gates, and the twenty-three silk moves the purple emperor. Nu Wa makes up the sky by refining stones, and the stones break the ground to stir up the autumn rain.
6, "Chongyi Li Chiyu"
Let us feel safe and healthy. In the prime of life, I hate it, and I dream of crying and growing old. The thin horse defeats the grass, and the rain foam floats in the cold ditch. The ancient curtain of Nangong is dark and the scene is wet. The mountains are thousands of miles away, and the clouds are in the east. Sleeping in the pillow sword box, the guest account is sealed.
7. "Start a sad song"
The autumn wind blows the grass dry, and Huarong is blue and the night is cold. I am not proud of being twenty years old, and my heart is full of sadness and gratitude. Clothes are like quails, horses are like dogs, and Qi Lin's swordsmanship is like a bronze roar. Qiting dismounted to untie his autumn clothes and invited Yiyang to have a pot of wine. The clouds in the pot can't open, and Wan Li is lonely in the daytime. My master advised me to cultivate my mind and not be filled with vulgar things.
8. The painful days are short.
Fly away and advise you to have a drink. I don't know if the sky is high and the land is thick. Only when the moon is cold and the weather is warm, come to fry life. Eating bears is fat, eating frogs is thin. Where is the God King? Tai yi' an has it? If there is a forest in Tiandong, the next title is Candle dragon. I will chop off the dragon's feet and chew the dragon's meat so that it can't go back at night. Natural elders don't die, young people don't cry. What is gold and white jade? Who seems to be a son, riding a green donkey in the clouds?
9. Paradise Dream
It's very sad, the old rabbit and the old toad are moaning in a low voice, the moonlight is off, and the cloud floor and cloud house are pale. The jade wheel rolled with dew and wet the surrounding light and shadow. Mo Yan in Guihua Lane once met the fairy of Lu 'an-E. Looking at the three sacred mountains under the vast sea, things are changing like horses. Looking at China's nine points and nine points, the water in Na Pianhai is as shallow as pouring out of a cup.
10 The fifth song of Thirteen Songs of South Garden
Why didn't the great man take weapons to collect the fifty States of the mountain? Please go to see the paintings of the founder heroes with pictures. Another scholar was once called the aristocrat of a million families?