2. Weak willows and good flowers are all dismantled, which is clear and strange. On the stranger, the young lang was covered with blue musk. Crazy, crazy, crazy?
3. White horse, jade whip, golden bridle, young lang, easy to leave. Spread thousands of miles.
I am drunk and cherish the sound of flowers. I want to ask where my dream is, I am at a turning point. I born this way, I won't stop turning around.
If one day you get your wish, don't forget to give me a HongLing.
6. Play sword and sing over Jingzhou, throwing red beans in the air. Where is the man of mountains and rivers? Chivalrous tenderness always causes sadness.
7. Seeing the shadow of the moon is fleeting, blurring each other's memories. The sky is high and the clouds are light. Why not leave? Is it ten years?
8. Who has a scarlet tear mole in the corner of her eye, who has completed your prosperous life, and who has been given a ground-breaking joy by your mountains and rivers.
9. I left you this time, it was the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
10. Don't love dust, don't write the world of mortals, don't lament that the world is cold, and don't make people sad. Look at the flowers, wait for the flowers to fall, be warm and cold, and be as clean as ever.
1 1. Never look back, why not? Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names. Today, everything is like water. Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger.
12. If you are born in death, you are finished. What's wrong with dying in hell? Dead people are almost the same as dead people. You should only wander in a foreign land.
13. If you win, you lose, and you rest. You are sad, you are drunk today, and you will be sad tomorrow.
14. Finally, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River covers the whole world. After the glory of China, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.
15. Illusion is endless, once met, it will never be forgotten. What's wrong with leaving a smile when you don't know your host?
2. There are poems by young lang, a thousand fights in Xinfeng, and a ranger in Xianyang for many years.
Welcome the spirit to drink for the monarch, it is the poem "Shou Sui Shi" written by Gao Ma Chuiliu. Time: Song Author: Su Shi wants to know how old he is, but it seems that he has gone to the valley, and the scales are half gone. Who can cover him? The situation wants to tie its tail, although it is diligent and knows how to do it! Children are forced not to eat and should be happy together. Don't crow, it is even more daunting.
After sitting for a long time, the lights went down and I looked at the Big Dipper. It will be gone next year, and my worries will be in vain.
Try to do it tonight, and the teenager can still boast. "Jiang Shenzi/Jiang Hunting in Mizhou" Time: Song Author: Su Shi's father-in-law talks about juvenile madness, pulling yellow on the left, pulling pale on the right, wearing a golden hat, riding a thousand troops to roll Hiraoka.
In order to repay the people of the whole city for following my generous hunting proposal, I will shoot this tiger myself like Sun Quan. I drank wine, my mind was broadened, my courage was more heroic, and my sideburns were slightly white. Why not? When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei? Bowing like a full moon, looking at the northwest, shooting Sirius "Nine Antique and Pottery Poems" Year: Song Author: Su Shi, when he was a teenager, he traveled all over the world and wandered to a barren land.
Nine barbarians are obstacles, and the four seas surround our hall. How long are Lusheng and Ruoshi?
Just like Hainan, there has been no battlefield since ancient times. Qifeng looked at Li Mu, he and Yong.
Fountains pour into Wan Ren, and flying cranes fly low. The diversion did not enter the sea, and it is a good thing to stick this side.
If taro can eat enough, there will be no meat pain. "Qinyuanchun Changsha" Time: Modern Author: Mao Zedong Independent Cold Autumn, Xiangjiang River North, Orange Island.
You see the mountains and plains, and the layers of forests are all dyed; The river is full of water, and hundreds of people compete for the flow. The eagle strikes the sky, the fish is shallow, and all kinds of frost fight for freedom.
Lonely, ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs? I took a hundred couples on a trip to reminisce about the past years. Just a classmate and teenager, in full bloom; Scholar spirit, Fang Qiu.
Pointing out the maze, inspiring words, the dirt in Wan Huhou that year. Do you remember that you hit the water in the middle stream and the waves stopped the flying boat?
3. There are poems by young lang, a thousand fights in Xinfeng, and a ranger in Xianyang for many years.
When we meet, your spirit is for you to drink, and you are tied to the high horse building.
Shounian poem
Year: Song Author: Su Shi
Want to know how old you are, a snake went to the valley, and the scales fell by half. Who can cover it? The situation wants to tie its tail, although it is diligent and knows how to do it! Children are forced not to eat and should be happy together. Don't crow, it is even more daunting. After sitting for a long time, the lights went down and I looked at the Big Dipper. It will be gone next year, and my worries will be in vain. Try to do it tonight, and the teenager can still boast.
Jiang Shenzi/Jiang is hunting in Michigan.
Year: Song Author: Su Shi
I've been talking about juvenile madness, pulling yellow on the left, holding pale on the right, wearing a gold hat and mink fur, riding a thousand troops to roll flat hills. In order to repay the people of the whole city for following my generous hunting proposal, I will shoot this tiger myself like Sun Quan.
I drank wine, my mind was broadened, my courage was more heroic, and my sideburns were slightly white. Why not? When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei? Bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot Sirius.
Nine Poems of Tao Imitating the Ancient Times
Year: Song Author: Su Shi
Teenagers like to travel far away, and they are barren.
Nine barbarians are obstacles, and the four seas surround our hall.
How long are Lusheng and Ruoshi?
Just like Hainan, there has been no battlefield since ancient times.
Qifeng looked at Li Mu, he and Yong.
Fountains pour into Wan Ren, and flying cranes fly low.
The diversion did not enter the sea, and it is a good thing to stick this side.
If taro can eat enough, there will be no meat pain.
Changsha Qinyuanchun
Year: Modern Author: Mao Zedong
Independent cold autumn, Xiangjiang River north, Orange Island.
You see the mountains and plains, and the layers of forests are all dyed;
The river is full of water, and hundreds of people compete for the flow.
The eagle hits the sky, the fish is shallow,
All kinds of frost fight for freedom.
Lonely, ask the boundless earth, who is in charge of ups and downs?
Took 100 couples on a trip,
Recalling the past, the years are thick.
Just a classmate and teenager, in full bloom;
Scholar spirit, Fang Qiu.
Guide the direction, inspire words,
Shit is Wan Huhou.
Remember, when the midstream hit the water, the waves stopped the speedboat!
4. Who is that stranger? Whose is this poem? Lotus Cup Gu Huan
Spring goes and spring comes, flowers fall into a small courtyard, lonely, and eyebrows are gathered. Endure teaching, get sick, remember the good times,
Know what you know, know what you know.
At whose banquet is the song sent? It's rare to shine, and I don't hate it. The light blue account is on the back,
Worry and worry, worry and worry.
Weak willows and good flowers are torn down, which is clear and strange, and the blame lies in the young lang. Covered in musk deer,
Crazy motorcycle, crazy motorcycle.
I remember meeting each other, fighting bravely, and my limbs were weak. Clay figurines are speechless and don't look up.
Shame, shame, shame.
Night Long song resents pharynx, waning moon, chrysanthemum Coody Leng slightly. Look at that soaked golden dress,
To mo, to mo.
I remember your poem best, every word, you know. Red stationery has a deep expression,
Yin, Yin.
The golden duck is fragrant, the pillow is greasy, and the steamed bun is full of flowers. Waist like a willow, face like a lotus,
Pity, pity, pity.
The butterfly flies and the smoke is warm, and the spring flowers are weeping. Flowers are like two-sided willows,
Jiao Mo Jiao, Jiao Mo Jiao.
Once I'm gone, I'll be good, and spring will end, full of berries and moss. Move your skirt and go back alone.
Come on, come on, come on