Year: Tang author:
Sages hang down their clothes and swing like the rising sun. There is no relic in the grand view, and four foreigners come to serve.
Back to the North Pole in the morning, purple gas covered the yellow house. Double que ao, nine doors such as Sichuan blaspheme.
Driving to the ladder mountain, the car will stop day and night. I'm afraid the world of mortals will become a Yellow River song.
Jin' aoshan collection
Year: Qing Dynasty Author: Qi
A green snail was near the water in Aoshan Mountain, and once crossed the jade toe to avoid the enemy.
After the oyster beach was rejuvenated, it was raining and the dragon shadow reflected the sunset.
At this time, the three armies will cross the river while sailing.
There are poems by immortals in wild temples, and courtiers are endowed with declined songs.
"He Zhong Yulingjun opens Tianning Festival Dojo in late autumn"
Year: Song Author: Huang Tingjian
Clouds of sand is the best in the north and south of the Yangtze River, and the wind is inclined from the east.
The reflection tower opens the purple mansion, and the frost fence leaves the yellow flowers.
Fishing in the stream, building wild toast, climbing mountains and sailing.
I want to see the altar to wish Yaoshou a happy birthday, but there is nothing in my voice.
Nagato's resentment
Year: Song Author: Lu You
In Weiyang Palace, flowers and flowers, songs and dances are close at hand.
Who has been relying on himself to be the only king, and who is righteous one day? Now, far away from Wan Li, Chang 'an is empty.
In the spring breeze, I make a rustling sound. I cover my towel with tears.
Tears are like washing. I don't know. Seeing you again in this life should be indefinite. It's better to go to Nanyue to be a Xiongnu messenger and sail the ladder mountain!