Xianting Pavilion
The yellow bird mourns the child's car, and it is unnatural to bury it by force.
God does not wait for old age, but it can also make people sad.
Mahou shows off to the southeast, spurring the road to gallop.
The time to return to Wanlizhou is when you are strong.
The tomb door is closed and empty, and there is no one to walk in during the day.
The green cypresses and pines, the mighty mountain wind blows.
I was embarrassed at first, and Uncle Bao also knew it.
I finally want to mourn and sing words of comfort to my lonely mother.
Love the sun
The wild geese are born in the shade of sand in spring, and rest in the sun and sea in winter.
How can we be tired of eating when we take the north and the south secretly?
I am worried about my sick body, which is what I am playing.
It is difficult when there is no one to take care of it, so you should give up on your own ability.
You don’t know that it’s nothing if it’s filled with frost.
The hair in the high hall has turned gray, and love has lost its clear meaning.
The sad wind blows across the plains, and the horses chat for a while.
With those words in mind, I looked up at the house and thought about the Han Dynasty.
Mencius’ mother knew what she was doing and obeyed her.
One piece of meat is easy to plot, but ten thousand pieces of wisdom are useless.
Anfeng Zhang ordered the repair of Shaopei
Tongxiang Zhenlin was able to deal with it, and Shaoshui repaired the Bei road.
Every day I think about my achievements and pursue the past, knowing in my heart that doing politics is like the old days.
The bream and fish are returning to the city, and the japonica and rice are carrying wine boats one after another.
The ancestral hall of Prime Minister Chu is still there, and Sheng Yousi left a chapter for his son.
Bagong Mountain
Huaishan Mountain has the name of Bagong, but Hongbao cannot be burned with gold.
If you stay in the capital with the immortals, the chickens and dogs may live forever.
Eight Meritorious Waters
Glazed glass comes out of the horse’s mouth in the snowy mountains. I heard it was protected by the heavens.
This water is connected with eight merits and can provide people with four majestic and pure qualities.
At that time, Kasyapa was free from dust and stains, so why was there so much thought in the countryside?
The origin of Taoist power is not the same, but knowing how to drink it is suspicious.
On August 19th, Meng Chongqing from the Examination Hall
Autumn is long and long in the empty courtyard, and the cold dew enters the dusk and makes me sad about my clothes.
Noisy people's chatter has become the city, and the day has not yet arrived among the hibiscus trees.
The love you always cherished has become a dream, and the color of jade is like a happy face.
After knowing the opposite, we should no longer be separated, chatting and laughing about the moon phase and leisurely.
Painting by Huang Luzhi
Yellow quails flying all over the fields in the south of the Yangtze River, why did Xu Xi paint this?
A century-old piece of paper has no straight edges, and I always play with it.
Baigou Xing
The Fans are waiting for the land by the Baigou River to send off and welcome the Fans in their new year.
Tibetan envoys often come to shoot foxes and rabbits, but Han soldiers do not know how to pass on beacon fire.
Thousands of miles of hoeing and hoeing are connected to the fortress, and the plains of the plains are dark with swallows and mulberry leaves.
Li Mulian did not comment on the play of his disciples on Bashang of Thorny Gate.
The sound of the white crane is pitiful, while the sound of the red crane is abominable.
The white crane is extremely quiet, while the red crane is countless noisy.
The hundred cranes cannot be attracted, and the red cranes cannot be waved away.
The long pine died of filth because of the red crane.
Beishan Taoist said, the beautiful are themselves beautiful.
Why should I be happy? The evil one is evil to himself,
Why should I be angry? If you go without your ears, why should I chase after you? Coming from Lai Er,
Why don’t I refuse. How can I be tired of the noise and seek silence?
How can I prefer elixirs to plain food? You say that if the pine dies, I will have no support.
I will abandon the shade and sit on the dew.
White Gull
The Jianggull has fine feathers, and the jade snow is dust-free.
There is no life left in the waves.
The male and female are often frightened and corrected, and their movements are often in dispute.
You have no intention of caring about me, but staying with me is like having a friend.
In the floating and bustling place, this thing has been around for a long time.
Looking southeast with white hair, the spring river is as green as wine.
The sun does not illuminate anything in the daytime
The sun does not illuminate anything in the daytime, but the floating clouds are in outline.
The wind and waves blow at dusk, and the roof tiles become more mottled.
While walking on the Guan Cai River, I found that my private power was weak.
In the Sui Dynasty, tens of thousands of families were scattered across the embankment, as chaotic as silkworm leaves in spring.
I still heard that there were several ways to do it, and I used a wide city wall.
Women howl at night, and the southwest is flooded with gullies.
White clouds
The heroic white clouds float in the sky, with no roots below and no connections around them.
The west wind blows and wants to dissipate, and looking at the setting sun makes me feel relaxed.
I would like to return to Xihe to borrow the scenery and always use the beautiful scenery as the eaves.
When times come, there is no reason to be able to make rain. It is the most pitiful thing to have no intention.
Baiyun Ranshi
In the Baishou Mountain, there are trees with the same appearance.
The moss fights for the path of the nunnery, and the clouds fill the void.
The dust follows the ruts, and the waves follow the ruts.
The dim old people in the north and south should be grateful for this high wind.
Baizhen Mountain
The top of Baizu Mountain is surrounded by rivers and lakes.
The clouds are clear and clear, and you can see beyond Kyushu.
It's cold and empty on the shoulder, and I'll drink wine to meet old friends.
The peaks and ridges are beautiful, and the grass and trees are blowing the sound of Yu.
When you climb onto the dangerous ground, you will know how big the sky is when you look down.
Stay happy in the thin day and night, and look up at the backs of flying birds.
The suffering of the remaining years is over, and the past is destroyed.
Singing and dancing are not available, and Huan Gong’s well is empty.
The Spring Festival Gala in the middle of the mountain is about to happen
The spring breeze takes away the flowers and rewards me with pure yin.
The road in Yiyipi is quiet, with deep gardens and houses.
Every time I take a short rest on the bed, I will stick the stick or find it in the dark.
Only the northern mountain bird passes by and leaves a good sound.
Baoying sent begging poems to the two or three Jinshi scholars.
Shaoxi’s fame and fame are so smooth, but he knows that the world is the most rugged.
There are guests in the thatched cottage singing Liang Fu, but no one in the dog prison recommends Zixu.
To understand and play with the mountains and rivers, to eliminate the accumulated anger, and to quietly forget the years, I rely on Qun Shu.
Ashamed of you, it’s all in vain, as usual, you don’t laugh at everything to make a living.
Baogong Water
Baogong Mountain is in the south of the village and Baogong Water is in the north of the mountain.
The high point teases the distant source, and the coolness falls at the mouth of the mountain.
The color and taste of jade are incomparable.
The bamboo trees are densely covered on all sides, and the green vines are invincible.
Manlang was a young man in the past, and he got this by living in seclusion.
If you encounter it when you take a peek, you will sigh in love forever.
The false reputation is not polluted, and it will last forever.
Abandoned to Chang'an in an unexpected situation, ten years of wind have changed the old appearance.
My ears are filled with joy and cannot be washed away. The water is so cold and clear in the mountains.
Pi Mai
The clouds in Pi Mai are pale yellow, and the green shade gate lane is not very cool.
There is not even a single peach blossom here. I would like to ask how busy I am in spring.
It is a pity that Confucius is gone.
It is a pity that Confucius is gone. A thousand years old, there is no unicorn.
No one can treasure this thing.
Han Wu got a corner and burned it to accuse ghosts and gods.
He even cast gold to spread the word to future generations.
Beipi Apricot Blossom
A spring water surrounds the flower body, and the shadows of the flowers and demons each take their own share of the spring.
Even if it is blown into snow by the spring wind, it is better than being crushed into dust by Nanmo.
North Window
Every time illness and decline are strengthened, platycodon must also be blocked.
The roots of empty flowers are hard to find, and the smoke and dust in dreams are hard to sweep away.
The medicine bag in the Qi region is really there, but the Xuanyuan Sutra is missing or not at all.
With the warm spring breeze on my pillow by the north window, I read the Vyashu.
Beijing guests buy wine
Purple clothes hold a cauldron and place them in front of guests, with rice and rice in their towels.
I use the knife to take out the meat and cut it into pieces for the diners, and I cut the meat into pieces on a silver plate and serve it freshly.
If you are diligent and diligent, you will have a full meal, and the animal will be returned to the hall and the wine will be passed down.
Mountain vegetables and wild fruits are mixed with honey, and badger breasts and pig meat are fried like boiled vegetables.
The history of the drunkenness is about to start, and the little Hu is scratching his ears to stay.
For Hu to stop drinking and stay safe, it is no coincidence that a cup of wine is the best.
Beishan
Beishan loses green and rises across the slope, gradually returning to the pond.
I count the fallen flowers in detail because I have been sitting for a long time, and I am slow to find the fragrant grass and return home late.
Beishan
The boat is made of cut wood for more than ten feet, and I lie down to watch the wind and moon reflect the lotus flowers.
The fragrance is refreshing and there is no heat, and sometimes there are fish jumping out of the fish.
Beishan Taoist planted pine trees
The wind is warm on the sunny slope and the snow is beginning to melt. From a distance in the valley, you can see the accumulation of green trees.
Leidi Futianwu’s beloved, he was born here to listen to the tower bell.
Beishan Ting Pavilion
The water in the west ridge is cool and there is Ting Pavilion along the hill.
Since the spring grass has grown, only green grass can be seen in the distance.
Returning to Beishan at dusk to show the Taoist
Thousands of mountains come upon thousands of mountains, and there is no gap in the journey.
The flowers are surrounded by bees, and the fruit weeping apes climb opposite each other.
Looking for the cold water alone, I want to take advantage of the setting sun to return.
It is dark and the moon has not yet risen, and the children are beginning to hide themselves.
One of the three chants in Beishan - Baogong Pagoda
Daolin’s true bones are buried in the sky, and they have not been lonely for thousands of years.
The treasure is connected to the river, and the statue is surrounded by mountains.
The Yunquan Temple is divided into three paths, and the secluded people in Xiangshan Mountain only stop one ladle.
I also listened to the Dharma together on the eagle peak. How could the singers leave when I was young?
The second of the three chants of Beishan - Abbot Juehai
Going to and from the city and living in the mountains and forests, all the dharma can be heard with only one sound.
Don’t go against things, the true way is broad, and everything comes from the depth of Zen.
Who can destroy the tongue when it is clean? I can find the footprints as if they are empty.
At the end of the year, we talk about pride by the north window, and the grapes are scattered half of the bed.
The third of the three chants in Beishan - Daoguang Spring
The dragon flies the rain around the mountain, casting a deep and quiet sound from a distance.
The clouds in the bathtub are warming up in the morning, and the rainbow is still clear in the afternoon.
The copper bottles are all full of tranquility and charm, while the jade bottles are famous for their high status.
Supernatural power can interfere with wisdom, and moss will grow when oranges fall off.
Looking north
The desire for Huainan is more white-headed, and the staff is rustling against Cangzhou.
Who is the poor crescent moon for? Countless sunsets are relatively sad.
Being called to do the work
How can glory and wealth be too low? I feel ashamed that my kindness has not been repaid.
If you want to find the Xiye Road, go up to the top of the North Mountain.
迿月
Fish leap in the Yangyue River, and birds fly in Kaiyun Mountain.
The path is sloping and weeds are bad, and the flowers are numerous due to the waste.
Biwu
Biwu is flat and vast, with yellow chrysanthemums deep in the village.
The guest is tired and drinks sweetly, and the body is idle and tired and groans bitterly.
Bianshui
The Bianshui flows ruthlessly day and night, refusing to stay flooded for me.
I met an old friend last night, but I don’t know where I will be today.
The characters in every state are not alike, and the cicadas chirping everywhere make the guests sad.
It’s a pity that the north and the south are not in agreement. I started my life in my twenties and now am old.
Biefang Shao Secret School
The Jianye River is far away, and there are Wuchang fish in it.
After farewell, you should remember each other and forget to send letters.
Biege Shijun
The city house is a Confucian scholar who knows good governance, and the market has a lot of millet and a good harvest.
We meet each other late, and we can’t forget to talk and laugh before we say goodbye.
Every guest sets out on a couch for elegant outings, and the court hall is clear while the strings are singing.
After the canoe, I sailed north of the Yangtze River at night, looking back at the spring city with a sad sky.
Farewell and Fu went to the south to eliminate the enemy.
The setting sun in the capital was rustling, and the rain pressed the spring breeze and darkened the wicker branches.
There is no hope of returning home in the sky, I only send my heart to the tide of Haimen.
Bie Lei Guofu's Wanshan
The minister worried about the country's most virtuous and industrious, and the Taiwei was the most powerful in Xizhou.
The family temple Bilai Wen Zehou is rich, and Gongsun Jinguo has a high talent.
The fashion of the Ming Dynasty caused dragons and snakes to sting, and ambitions spread like tigers and leopards.
Don’t be disgusted with the desolate place in Anhui Mountain, you might as well use the clouds and water to help you be charming.
Bie Ma Mi Cheng
Bo Yi has been evil all his life, and he is a native of Ji Ye.
When I talk about the Master, it is similar to Ji’s ethics.
Human relationships are all different, and the modern world is quite thorny.
Only if you travel among them, you can follow them calmly.
I sincerely love you, and I admire you from the past.
However, when we first met, the owl's head was already in Yunbei.
The outskirts of Berry Berry are green, and the desert is dark with wind and rain.
The Jin Pavilion is covered with crowns. How can you go now?
Biehao Pavilion
One stream of clear water flows through hundreds of mountains, and the scenery can retain its beauty.
I am very thoughtful and happy at night, with the moonlit shadow accompanying the cold pines.
Farewell to the two mountains of Haowan and Anhui
The new kindness of the village is borrowed from the old Zhu, and I am even more hesitant to say goodbye to Haowan.
The people in Zanfeng and Lixiu should ridicule me, and I will repay the empty gifts in the year of being well fed and poor.
Farewell to Mr. Sun Xin
I was not acquainted with me before, but I already knew my son.
Since I have found my true self, I know my son without any doubts.
While I was on the boat on the lake, looking forward to my son's return,
I was confused and scattered, running southeast on my back.
Liu Liao lived in the west city and met Zi Qi.
The rooster crows as it enters the provincial gate, and the red ink is covered with flowers.
It means that you are not satisfied with yourself, and you are forced to talk about it.
We often meet at night, with green lanterns illuminating poems.
We often talk together in quilts, and we don’t get tired of talking even when it is clear.
If you leave me in a hurry, who should I follow?
If I don’t go out to deliver my son, I will be restrained.
I feel at ease, and I am with you now.
Follow me to the lake and play in the original place.
I want to see the lotus leaves all gone, the north wind blowing cold ripples.
I already cherish the sorrow of today, and even more miss the sorrow of the past.
There is nothing like meeting each other, but there is a thread in the mirror.
Bie Wankou
The floating smoke is fine and the sand is flat, and the flying rain splashes on the tender water.
I don’t know who will come to take a photo in the future, and I will add thousands of stems of beauty.
Farewell, Shizai
The land to the west of Changhe City is like water, with roosters crowing and yellow dust rising in waves.
In the poor years, a horse can look forward to the fusang, but when the east reaches the provincial gate, it is hard to stop.
We meet old people one after another during the writing period, and we are happy to have you when we meet each other.
After a few days, he still left me. Looking at each other, I was filled with sorrow and confusion.
Farewell Yinnu
At the age of 30, he is already declining, his eyes are full of sorrow and he only attacks himself.
Tonight a small boat comes to bid you farewell. From now on, life and death will be separated from each other.
Written by Bingshen in August
The autumn wind is as sharp as a knife, and the sun is high in the desert and dim smoke.
Seeing the exposed cliffs of Nanshan Mountain, my heart turns with the waves of the East River.
The date of return depends on the yarrow, and the physiological response must be asked about the wine.
There are also poems and books that can comfort me. There is not much frost and snow on my hair.
Two poems composed by the capital on the fifth day of Bingxu
The rain in Beifeng Pavilion has not stopped, and the sand is shocked and the sky is vast and the dawn is chaotic.
It is said that eight or nine miles outside the city, hail was as big as a fist and killed flying birds.
Two poems composed by the capital on the fifth day of Bingxu
The floating clouds have been away from each other for a long time, and the sun moves alone to do everything.
Who made it rain last night and the north wind was so cold that it chilled me to my bones.
The onset of illness
Child gold is applied with new coolness, while the old fire is residual and turbid.
The peach branches are warm and the sun is shining.
The troubles are gone and the disease is healed, and it feels as if the body has been left behind.
If you move to the couch and sleep alone, you will probably enjoy countless good things.
If you are ill and have passed the treasure sleep
The hand you hold feels happy and depressed, and the frost hair should be renewed.
Still the same boy, but dreaming about his predecessor.
When I was sick, I got up from bed and broke off a few branches of apricot blossoms.
Lying alone on the couch by the south window, it was dark in my fifties or sixties.
I have heard that the apricots next door are good, so I spread a branch of spring.
Two poems: Breaking off a few branches of apricot blossoms when sleeping while sick
Lying alone without any intention of getting up, the spring breeze shuts up the loneliness.
Who calls you when the birds sing? The corners of the house tease each other.
Bo Ya
Zhu Xian has never been so sad for thousands of years, and he wants to play the lonely ghost and ghost.
The old friend left me behind and shut up in the yellow soil. The flowing water and the high mountains make me aware of myself.
Boancuan Guazhou
Between Jingkou and Guazhou, there are only a few mountains between Zhongshan and Guazhou.
The spring breeze comes from the south bank of the Green River. When will the bright moon shine on me?
Poyan
Poyan sings deep in Zhuzhu, gathering clouds and falling into the evening river.
The watchmen gather in the wind, and the building reflects the low string of the moon.
The sails are turning in the desert, and the quiet shore is burning.
Riches lead to narrow roads, and ditches wind around flat fields.
Bo Yao River
The mountains are like blue waves rolling over the river, and the water is like the blue sky illuminating the eyes.
Call the immortals to live here, don’t teach us to work hard in the upper city.
Bo Yaojiang River
The sound of rolling oars is urgent, and the Cangcang River is sinking.
My journey has a definite end, and the tide comes from the east and west.
Bozhou Gusu
To the east of Panmen in the morning, and to the west of Changmen in the evening.
There is no one around, but the sun is low.
The deserted forest is covered with smoke, and there are birds singing in the sky.
Everything is in its care, but I have no place to live.
It has been ten years since Brother Taichu lived there, so he sent it with poems
A piece of water, a robe, a scarf, and green silk, and a ring of nine peaks engraved with Qingyao.
The talent is born with the spirit of mountains and rivers, and there is no hustle and bustle of the market.
The cloverleaf air valve is still there, but it has been sold for ten years.
Gui Rong will join hands again sooner or later, don’t let others see each other for a long time.
The remaining chrysanthemums
The wind and rain hit the garden at dusk, and the remaining chrysanthemums were floating all over the ground in gold.
It's still good to have a branch in hand. It's a pity that the young master cherishes flowers.
Cangjie
Cangjie created books that are self-explanatory without questioning.
If you talk too much, you will only miss future generations.
Poetry of Zangchunwu by Diao Shizhang, Bachelor of Arts
Shanlan Shandong crossed to Linqiu, where he met Lanyu and rarely stayed.
Today I know more about Lai's hiding place, and I will remember my trip to Wuling in my old age.
If you want to build a walled house, you can go through it, but you still sigh and offer rewards across the dust and sand.
Going down the road from Gouwu Pavilion, the spring breeze is deep in the boat on the five lakes.
Cao Shen
Though he has made hundreds of military exploits, his wealth is in vain.
There are no new songs and dances in the hall, but only an old man.
There is no bloom at the end of the grass.
There is no bloom at the end of the grass, and the yin energy has been consolidated.
Xuanyan is as beautiful as spring, and the end of the year is still here.
A fur coat can keep you warm, but a poor man will never be able to help you.
Suddenly the branches in the distance are empty, and cold insects want to damage the house.
The Thatched Cottage
The Thatched Cottage is lonely now, and the past is shadowed by Sanjiao.
The crane is left in the Hui tent, but the robe will eventually be replaced by a mink.
Everyone has fallen into heavenly rank, hidden or sent to the public dynasty.
Why are you so tired and angry? You are shaken by the east wind.
The master of the thatched cottage
A gentleman holds an alms bowl and wants to return to the remote Cen.
The ground is thin and has no yellow calves, and the grass is deeper when spring comes.
Changan Shi Puji sat down
He joined Lao Wei Gong as his old friend, and we have always hated each other across the city.
After hundreds of years of obedience, my salary will be exhausted, and my painting hand will pass on the pure precepts to my body.
Changgan Temple
The Buddhist hall is quiet and covered with gold on the side, and the small pond is surrounded by greenery and deep text.
The wicker branches are motionless and straight, and the lotus leaves are dependent on each other and are covered with shade.
The clouds are rising and falling in the desert, and the sand birds are rising and falling.
The Xiang people are so happy that they forget to think about home, and they can't bear to learn from the west wind.
North of Changyuan
Taking the bridle to the north of Changyuan, Diao Han cannot control himself.
The frosty wind blows fiercely, and the smokey moon dims the flag.
Ride on the shooting star points, wall Sanya halberd branches.
Chai Jing covers spring dreams, who sees me walking.
Alder trees in compensation for Xue Zhaoming, a scholar
There are alder trees along the Zhuojin River, and they are planted in small gardens.
The land is remote and may be exempted from Huan's cutting, and we will talk about moving with Yu Xin at the end of the year.
As soon as the morning sun shines on my back, I happily forget the cold night.
Cooking pine trees and boiling water from the stream, then eating and playing the piano.
Play the song of the south wind, sit down and sigh after singing.
It is difficult for those who live in another place to leave the good things in the world.
Mocking the white hair
It has been flying for a long time, but I still cherish my crown and scarf.
The spring breezes are not blowing for long, and the stars and the moon are still sparsely shining.
Mocking Uncle Sun Tong
I don’t like writing when I succeed immediately, so my uncle Sun Mianhui wrote about classics.
Everyone laughs at you because you are greedy for your gifts, so you promise to become a saint at that time.
Cheji
The sea is between heaven and earth, and all things are tolerated.
The chariot claw is also one of them, buried in the sand and water.
It is often difficult and easy to be alone, and lack of wisdom and hygiene.
Who makes the secret, but the implicitness is slightly the same.
If you want to sit down and have stomach discomfort, use soup and fire to attack it.
The gentleman's plate was placed, but all the customers were empty.
Manxia monsters sit around, regardless of the merits of the shell.
The mess is piled up and down, and the children are abandoned.
Why should we clean things up? Ask the great medical workers.
Two poems about chelicerates
The meat of chelicerates is so beautiful that it can be cooked from its beauty.
Discard the shell as tasteless, but it will last for a long time if discarded.
I feel pity for the meat, and it is soft and sweet to swallow.
I also try to blame the shell, but I don’t see the merit.
The drunken guests quickly ate and threw themselves at the walls.
I would rather be able to deal with it and hold the medical door.
Two poems about the chariot chela
The feathers of the chariot chela rely on their shells to protect themselves.
Since I have no personal desires, I dare not open my lips.
Those who are still afraid of it will get it, and the mud and sand will often bury their bones.
Often in the midst of fire and water, the body is exhausted and empty.
The sea of ??Wei confuses all things, and it swallows everything with its mouth and teeth.
You are no better than that, but I am afraid of being alone.
Inaction will lead to self-suffering for a long time, and it will not be exposed if it is concealed.
Suddenly, I wandered all over the world.
The clear waves wash away the dirt, and the sun makes them faint.
Death and life may exist, how can it be burned suddenly?
Two poems on the car board
My middle garden is desolate, where precious fruits are not produced.
There are only birds in the morning and evening, calling themselves on the car board.
When the people of Chu heard this, they couldn't help but smile.
And I sing more and go back and forth with it.
Regarding the encounter as if you were squeezing millet, and look at the good news with caution.
I have always known that there is no choice but to live in a dream of life and death.
If things are bad, they will return to the earth. It will not be too late for me to return to them.
When you return home, you can follow me, and we can help each other in the grass.
Two poems for car-mounted boards
Birds have car-mounted boards, and they come morning and evening.
It is said that the owl resembles an owl, and this one is similar to an owl.
It can only predict death, so it has a name.
It is suspected that Jia Changsha was treated badly at that time.
For many years in Luoyang, the world has been disturbed.
If you hear Fang's foreign language roughly, you will be relieved of your tiredness.
I have been donating books for a long time, and my debauchery has never happened again.
You haven’t seen me yet, but I know you are different.
I pity you that you are so hairy and your voice is also clear and beautiful.
Hu Wei knows too much and is afraid of not being silent.
Since the people of Chu hate you, they will shoot you to your advantage.
Stay with me for a long time, I will not let you go.
Two Elegies of Chen Dong's Secret Prime Minister
Jia Yi of Han Dynasty was a young man, and his official position was Xunqing of Chu.
I hope you have no regrets in the past, but I am not at peace with you now.
There is wind blowing the painted curtains, but there is no sunshine to shine on the beautiful city.
The empty reply article is here, and it is famous in the world.
Two Elegies of Chen Dong's Secret Prime Minister
Thirty-six in the world, chasing Kong Luanfei.
It seems that the desire to come is auspicious, but no matter how you go, you will never return.
The piano and bottle are lonely, but the pen and ink are still brilliant.
How can it be easy for Xihua to rely on his life-long friends?
Chen Jun-style doctor Gongxuan
Gongxuan is quiet and deep in the north hall, with an acre of fresh sandalwood and shade.
The things of the past are exchanged between the knees, and the heart of the past is sealed in the eyes.
Every time I hold a bottle with dripping water, I only like the sound of the stringed song.
If you want to be a member of the Gouhui Association, you must have a large family, so how can you use all the money in the world?
Chen Qiao
The horses cross the river at dusk, fighting for their way home at night in the spring breeze.
Point out that Wei City is too white and high, and throw whip at Chenqiao City at noon.
The willows first return to the dust on Moshang, and the apricot blossoms are evenly washed out from the smoke.
They are all stuck on the road to cherish, and half of the spring of the new year is lost.
Chen Shidao was in charge of Wucheng County
I heard that the leader of Taiqiu was as good as his ministers.
The ruins have been ruined for thousands of years, and Kunyun is also a city.
The original intention is deep and reserved, and the rest of the discussion will be implemented briefly.
Therefore, one has benevolent governance and can pass down the family reputation.
Looking at Nanshan in the morning
Looking at Nanshan in the morning, I can’t see the roots of Nanshan.
The tops of grass and trees are covered with dew, and their branches are empty and numerous.
The well water is taken from the copper bottle and is still warm.
When the sky wind blows, the flowers turn into 玙璠.
After he became a character, he traveled to Qi'an with Tan Jun of Qujiang and Cai Jun of Danyang.
According to Wuzhi, planning things is like hair, and all the kings have suffered for a long time.
Looking at Nanshan Mountain in the distance, I could not see Sanshi, so I looked for the west road and climbed up.
Present to Chen Heshu
The car was destroyed to make room for the house, and the three-year-old Xiang wanted to live in poverty.
The coffin bricks stay in the coffin from day to night, and in winter, we look for spring along the ditch.
When Duke Buji returned home from Nanbei, I was bereaved by hanging in the grave.
I won’t have this kind of happiness in the future, and it will be very sad to spend time in the mountains and forests.
Two poems by Chen Heshu
Several rafters are covered with strawberry moss, and one path is covered with snow in the shade of the wall.
Wang Ji Nang Yi moved to his new home, and Zang Qi came to be the king from now on.
Two poems by Chen Heshu
There are grass growing in several rafters and huts, and late vegetables are planted in three acres of wasteland.
If you never have a glass of wine, you may keep an old friend’s car.
The same year as Cheng Liu Ziyu
If he didn’t go to Yewang Terrace for three years, the swan geese would come back north again.
The old waves at the bottom of the water are blowing and the years are changing, and the new leaves on the willow tops are rolling back in spring.
The dusty desert desert has withered temples, and the flute and drum are played in a hurry.
I work hard and want to sing without making peace, but my face fades and I miss seeing old friends.
North of the city
The spring robes are in chaos for thousands of miles, and the red flowers are blooming in Suliang.
Looking back at the North City, I have endless thoughts, the sun is shining, the river is clear, the fields are high and the clouds are high.
Chengdong Temple Chrysanthemum
The yellow flowers are shining in the autumn light in the desert, and countless bees are flying above.
I can’t bear to wake up alone and go away alone, so I break a branch to return home.
Carriage on the sun
Carriage on the sun to enter the fortress and return on the windy pond road.
Hu Jun jumped on his horse, but the geese flew away with people on their backs.
My hometown is like smoke and water, and letters from home and envoys are rare.
Hurrying through the colors, I wish I didn’t have to wash my clothes.
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Relying on the autumn wind, the weather is majestic, like bullying the oriole in the basil.
I don’t know that the feathered wings are on the blue sky, and the rotting rat is also high in power.
Looking at the golden sand flowers blooming in the pond
It is pretending to be a golden sand tree, but the golden sands are only planted.
The color is good, and it blooms in front of the snow.
Looking at the golden sand flowers blooming in the pond, there are two poems
The noon shade covers a square of moss, reflecting the water, sitting and watching the plants the year before last.
The red stamens seem to be polluted by dust, and the green strips fly up to other branches and bloom.
Looking at the pond, several branches of golden sand flowers are blooming across the fermented wine frame. Two poems
The fermented wine frame is the first to come, and the golden sand in the water is planted one after another.
The thick green supports the sparse clouds, and the drunken red stirs up the chaotic snow.
Chi Yan
The feathers fall down and look sad to people, and when they are eating, they whine as if they are asking for food.
The winter in Hengyang, thousands of miles away, is about to get warm, but I lost my virginity for the sake of rice.
Chi Ming
Zhen Zhenhao is ruthless, but Zang Qu alone is Chi Ming.
The red trees are old and covered with frost, and the toads are clear in the clouds.
The tired magpie is still there, and the cold rooster has not even crowed.
Therefore, somewhere in the mountain, there should be a dawning ape.
Chongqing's banquet was marked with a line of characters
The two years have passed and I have expressed joy at the same time, and the bridle dust and trachoma are also clear.
The new edicts were received from the sky, and the remaining bottles were tilted towards the moon.
I have lamented that the future will be happy and difficult, but I also think that the responsibility of the former official is light.
It is contrary to the ancients to be happy and happy.
I had to write calligraphy at the Qing Dynasty's banquet.
When I was short of advice, I first wished to be in the hills and valleys.
Fifteen years after being forced away, the beauty is no longer what it was yesterday.
I lowered myself to the foot of the beam and sighed repeatedly at the bad wind and sand.
The man I admire is the same as my husband, and he tempts me to be rich in literature and righteousness.
The ancient voice has no obscenity, but the real taste is indifferent.
I have been chasing the wind for a long time, but my appearance is simple but not my heart.
The king's thoughts suddenly pushed him away, and his expectations were quite wrong.
Shang Lian has to pass by, but he is not as good as Shen Chen.
Linger and cherish the remaining scenery, from child to sunset.
The bright lamp shines on relatives and friends, sitting around them, pouring cups and ladles.
The farewell is soothing and then the sorrow comes, and the laughter is all the joy now.
I don’t know as much about poetry as I do, but I also write the same thing when I feel like it.
Chongxi wrote two eulogies to Brother Ma who was born in the same year.
Qingli and I were together, but Yuanfeng and I were alone.
The two couplets end the dream of the past, and the five tripods continue the mourning.
Xun Xie once climbed Gui, and Gan stayed in Tang.
Those who know how to behave well will not fall, and there will be many gentlemen in the world.
Chongxi gave two poems to Brother Ma in the same year.
Three boxes were lost in the Tibetan room, and the most was gained.
The dew is shining in the night scene, and the passing of the river is the first wave.
The benefits are sent to others and recited. A sad song for the elegiac.
Hand in hand in Zhuxi, we shed tears across the mountains and rivers.
The Empress of the Chongzheng Palace has a beautiful spring.
Longyou dreams alone in Shuixixuan, and her speech becomes even more complicated.
Mountain birds should not know the forbidden land, but they also chirp when spring is warm.
The Chongzheng Hall has detailed scenes and titles
The delicate clouds protect the pavilion in the desert, and the tender water splashes without seeing the source.
Ten thousand strips of forbidden willows are finely twisted with gold, and a section of palace flowers is newly turned into brocade.
When you are free, you will know the joy of spring better. The vast land is still noisy in the secluded world.
I don’t hate that the ice on the jade plate has not been given to me, but I am bothered by the conversation all day long.
Chou Terrace
There are gradually flat sands with ruined walls and eighty-nine houses of old trees.
The river flows to the southeast, and the sky shape leans toward the city in the northwest.
After pouring the pot and talking, I went back to look out. I sighed when I finished the poem on the shore.
Everything is going according to the rules. Today's white hair will turn yellow in one year.
Chousi Pavilion
What the people in the past planned and thought about, it is now the time for the country to worry about its people.
The Xingzhong Garden is a far-reaching interest, and there are new poems in the name of Huabang.
There are several green willow trees in the green moss field, and a one-foot-long red lotus pond.
Sitting and listening to Chu ballads, I know how beautiful the year is, and I want to ask about the flowering period with a glass of wine.
Reward the minister to see you goodbye
Same officer, same teeth and same subject, friends will get the most points in marriage.
The dust and sand in the two places are at odds now, and the wind and moon of the past two years have been whirling.
Which one of you has the same talent as the emperor? How can I be sick?
The promotion and demotion meeting should be different from now on, and I would like to pass by it in leisure time.
Fei Chongqing has a feeling about the dark night.
The night clouds cannot see the sky, but only the stars and the moon.
The rustling dust is gone, and the coldness is getting worse.
Lounge guests still drink it, and cheese tincture is not afraid of snow.
Someone is crying again in the alley, and the wind next door makes you choke.
Everyone encounters different situations, which one is better or worse, sad or happy.
The king feels like Zhuang Zhou, and he is so powerful that he can control the prison.
I also bought wine when I returned and used my jade fingers to tune the strings.
I sit alone and do nothing, and the green lamp turns off the light.
Reward Hefu Xiangyuan after watching the Jiao ceremony and see him and send him a message
The official of the ancestral temple has been seeing his face for a long time, and every time he holds a gold or stone, he recommends him.
The sky suddenly clears the dream, the abbot has only a few feathers and the wind blows from the water.
Knowing that the fate of a good match is unexpected, I want to find the traces in the horse's hooves.
The new poem makes me feel transcendent, and I feel even more empty in Zhongshan Hui tent.
Rewarding Huainan for punishing Shao Buyi, a bachelor
Zeng Yong sent his master to Changzhou, but he didn't know that he would get two Zhulun.
The fields are overflowing and the river is blocked, and the kitchen is in depression and the city is impoverished.
With my thin material, I can only think about it, so I can follow my advice.
There are rumors and rumors, not only poems but also poems that have not been lost.
Hou Jing was suspicious of the king's soul and dreaming of being in Qingdu because of the elder's upstairs meeting.
Sit facing Gao Wu and gaze at the dawn moon, watching the clear dew wash over the new autumn.
I would like to invite Yuan Liang when I come on board, and I can even propose a favor by writing.
I don’t know the joy of heaven, and I doubt that I dreamed of traveling to immortality last night.
Rewarding Murong Yuanwai
At first he was a scholar in the Wang family, but in the evening he drifted into the lake and sea and everyone was sad.
I don’t know the sword at my waist when I am blowing my hair. The sword stabbing my buttocks is still hidden in my sleeve.
Wei Huo's fame is still alive, but Su Zhang's talent has been out of date for a long time.
Jiang You also saw that you should drink, and don't let the sorrow of poverty enter your eyebrows.
Reward Pei Ruhui
For two years, I traveled in Yue and people chanted, and begged to get the disease from the southeast.
The mourning son has not settled the righteousness of the Zhuang family, and his relatives still comfort the heart of Marquis Lu.
The pistils of fresh and fine chrysanthemums are blooming in front of the frost, and the sun is overcast in the desert with sparse tung trees.
A glass of turbid wine fills the eyes with autumn, but it is pitiful that I will not pour it.
As a reward for the Song Dynasty court review, please explain the preface
We have sympathy for each other even though we have never known each other, and we are also destined to be in the incense and fire mountains.
Although there are still few masters in teaching and interpretation, it should not be passed down to the world as a matter of urgency.
Reward Wang Bohu
When I first heard about people, I didn’t have my likes and dislikes.
The emperor's ears and eyes are cut, and the wise and foolish are distinguished.
In the hundreds and thousands of years since then, the transformation has become even more subtle.
Who can judge the swindling and swindling of the father-in-law?
The monkey wears a tassel crown, and the wolf sleeps in the mouse hole.
The vast sea may be worth it, but who cares about fish and turtles?
Although the sound of the owl sounds evil, it is still in the food.
Whose professional education is responsible for this style?
Tianguan doesn’t know how to save him, so he sits in the palace of an imperial official.
I was born young and weak, and it is my nature to love the past.
How can I dare to rest my head when I think about the decay of this custom?
Sometimes I can't calm down, and I lose food and drink.
Weizi is as sick as me, and may be wet with tears.
It is said that I can tell you something and think about it secretly in poetry.
Resignations are full of paper, and the autumn water washes the new brocade.
Look at the fists and fists, and think about them calmly.
The humble and poor want to save the world, but they still pick up things without peace.
Speaking of poverty and construction, Yin Duo only cooks.
How can you abandon yourself when the time comes?
Luckily, the new year is not over yet, so this means you can be diligent.