"Song under the Sai"---Lulun
Black geese fly high in the moon
Shan Yu escapes at night
Want to capture Qingqi Chao
The heavy snow is full of bows and swords
Returning to the garden and living in the fields---Tao Yuanming
The first one
There is no suitable vulgar charm, and the nature I originally loved Qiu Mountain. I accidentally fell into the dust net and was gone for thirty years.
The birds in the cage are nostalgic for the old forest, and the fish in the pond are thinking about their old abyss. They opened up the wilderness in the south and returned to the garden and fields.
Fang The house is more than ten acres, with eight or nine thatched houses. The back eaves are shaded by elms and willows, and the peach and plum trees are in front of the hall.
Warm and warm distant village, the smoke in the ruins. Dogs bark deep in the alley, and cocks crow on top of the mulberry trees. < /p>
The courtyard is clean of dust, and the empty room has plenty of leisure. After being in a cage for a long time, I can return to nature.
Remembering my Shandong brother---Wang Wei on September 9th
Being a stranger in a foreign land,
I miss my family even more during the festive season.
I know from afar that my brothers have climbed to a high place.
There is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere.
Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossoms"
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I know from afar that it is not snow, but only the faint fragrance.