Master, I cheer you from the bottom of my heart. Your fame has risen to the sky. In the rosy youth, you gave up the importance of hats and chariots and chose pine trees and clouds; Now whitehead.
Drunk moon, sage of dreams, bewitched by flowers, you turned a deaf ear to the emperor. Gaoshan, how I long to reach you, that's all.
The Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou? Author: Li Bai in Tang Dynasty
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
Leave Wang Wei? Author: Meng Haoran in Tang Dynasty
I waited slowly and reluctantly, day after day, until now I had to leave. Old friend, how sweet the roadside flowers would be if they didn't mean goodbye.
The lords of the kingdom are very hard on us, and the people who handle affairs are not our own kind. You should just be lonely, and I will close the door of my old garden.
On Liu Changqing's View of Wang Nanzheng in Tang Dynasty.
Facing the mist on the water, I still waved my hand and cried. Because the flying birds disappeared into space and crossed a desolate green hill.
But now, the long river, the lonely sail and the five lakes are shining with the light of spring in the sunset. Along an island full of duckweeds, there will be peace of communication.
Li and Wang were demoted to Xiazhong and Changsha. "Author: Tang Gaoshi
I don't know how you feel this time. Stop drinking horse wine and seek a place to be exiled. Wuxia, the ape is sad and tears, Hengyang Guiyan brings me the book.
In autumn, the sails on the river are far away, and Baidicheng is sparse along the Yellow River. The wise dynasty will now give more rain and dew. Don't hesitate to leave.
Spring Hope by Du Fu, a writer in Tang Dynasty.
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
Seeing friends off at Jingmen Ferry was written by Li Bai, a writer in the Tang Dynasty.
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners.
At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.
The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
No one was there at that time, and the water is still cold today. -"Xiao Shui Farewell" was written by Luo, a writer in Tang Dynasty.
I got off the horse, poured you wine and asked where you were going and why. -Farewell in the Mountains was written by Wang Wei, a writer in the Tang Dynasty.
After singing the farewell song, you untied another boat in the distance. There are green hills on both sides and red leaves on the mountains. The water is rushing eastward. -A Farewell to Xie Ting was written by Xu Hun, a writer in the Tang Dynasty.