The sunflowers in the green garden are waiting for the sun to set in the morning dew.
Budze in spring brings brilliance to all things.
I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the yellow flowers and leaves will wither.
From the east to the sea, when will the rivers return to the west?
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The beautiful trees are full of morning sun, and there is dew light. The rain is suspicious, and the wind scatters the makeup like makeup.
The dense leaves are covered in smoke, and the branches are low and embroidered against the wall. I feel more pity for seeing you in the summer, and the day I stay to sing is too long.
Visit Tianzhu Temple
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Cui Hao Genre: Five Ancients
Ascending Tianzhu Mountain in the morning, the sun rises in the temple. The cliffs and springs are gushing thinly, and the rivers are lingering.
The solitary top is high when you go straight up, but all the peaks are small when you look down. In December in Nanzhou, the ground is warm and there is little ice and snow.
The cold mountains are covered with green, and the winter marshes are covered with wisteria. On the side of the flower niche waterfall, there is a green wall and stone forest.
Ringing a bell gathers people and heaven, giving food to gather apes and birds. The mind is cleansed and the mind is clear.
I just realized that people and everything in the world are not disturbed.
On the twenty-first day of the Liang lunar month, a wine stove pavilion was set up in the county. After working hard, I went out to get the beauty of my child.
Era: Song Dynasty. Author: Chen Zhu
The morning sun dews in life. Things become waves on the water.
The vast universe is free, how moral is it?
In the fourth month of the summer of Xinsi, I traveled to the Western Mountains, but even if I failed, I had to stay in Cao Hu, Nan, and Renwu in the winter.
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Hong Zikui
Chaoyang gave birth to Wei Cen , Wei Guangzao Jiang Yan.
The scene is reversed when Concubine Jiang dances, and the ape is frightened by the running of the old tree.
The immortals are also dramatic, and they are dancing together.
Whoever loses will recover from the laughter of heaven and earth.
Holding Zhaowen Qin in hand, one song lasts for three thousand years.
Twenty-eight poems from Khitan were sent to him. On the 16th and 10th, he returned to the south and presented them on his horse.
Year: Song Dynasty Author: Su Che
Nanyuan was happy to leave the dragon at the beginning of the year. In the courtyard, you still have to read the moon before entering the fortress.
Han horses also know that they want to return quickly, and the rising sun has already greeted them.
After the snow dances in winter, they avoid each other, and they are reborn in the new year.
I would like to see Xiongzhou serve lettuce and cheese porridge on the vegetable plate.
Lü Zhengzhi, a native of the country, taught three sons in a row that the boy's science was so prosperous as never before
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Yan Huan
Words of the sages who live forever , It's all about the teeth and cheeks of Zhulang.
Knowing how to guide your hair has its own way, and it is not difficult to reach the sky and climb into the valley.
The coffins are tall and tall, and the pearl trees and fir trees are still climbable.
I am singing in Chaoyang language, and I will stop smoking and go home.
Seven of the eight pieces of longevity music in the royal palace in the middle of winter are given to ministers and the third cup of wine
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Yang Yi
Wine serves as a ritual , happy to eat.
The sun is shining brightly, and the stars are extremely purple.
Shu Shen and Er Rong are full of virtue.
Advancing and retreating, the majesty is suppressed.
Zhang Gongan, the man who stayed behind, Guo Wen, Wei Wei, built a pavilion and wrote on the list: "The morning sun has gone"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Wei
The sun is clear and clear. Wen Ming stood facing the rising sun and wanted to ask about the process.
When the pen is written, spring changes to the cold valley, and when the poem comes, joy will break through the city of sorrow.
The water in front of the eaves can be reached by boat, and the horizon of the mountains is level with the threshold.
When Duke Zhun planned to return home, he passed by here and left a small wine cup to chant and gather the hairpins.