The screams of monkeys on both sides of the strait
On the other side of the bamboo forest, several peach trees are blooming.
Meng Jiao's poem of singing and complaining: Try to see my concubine and your tears, two drops of water. Look at this hibiscus, who died for this year.
Guo He sang four and a half songs in the middle of the night, two songs in winter, and two emeralds hung across the curtain, which were rolled up by two mandarin ducks. If you are not complacent, you will turn to the king's bed.
My concubine is unlucky. On the 28th of the first year, she married a madman twice. Bad luck still exists today, and faithfulness is gone.
Li Shangyin's Miscellaneous Ballads and Li Furen's Song are not knotted, but two strands are knotted. White-haired people send black-haired people, and the moon doesn't teach stars to replace them.
Wang Ji tasted spring wine, wild wine floated in Zhuo Zhen, and mountain wine licked pottery towels. But being drunk for a thousand days, why cherish two or three spring.
The beauty in Zhang Wengong's works looks at herself in the mirror, tired of pulling weeds and leaves, greedy and pitying. Cry on both sides, cry in one place.
Zhang Kun's praise for Yan is still heavy, but his strength in holding mud is still weak. I've never been to the first place, flying in pairs.
Li (Li Deyu's poem) keeps watch outside the ridge. When winter goes, he will raise more money. When spring comes, he will come back with a bucket handle. Greetings are every other night, and guests are urged for two years.
Wang Bochun has two nights in the mountain spring, and Hualiu has a garden spring. Still drunk for a thousand days, * * * for a hundred years.
Guo Zhenzi sang six songs at four o'clock at night. The winter song was covered with double emeralds and was rolled up by two mandarin ducks. If you are not complacent, you will turn to the king's bed.
On the seventh day of the leap month in Wang Wan, the weaver girl was worried about the river, and it was a thin night. The leap in July this year deserves two rewards.
Seventeen songs of Li Bai's "Qiupu" have all entered Qiupu, and they have been going downhill for some time. Apes have white hair, both long and short.
Li Bai climbed the mountain on September 10 yesterday, especially today. Chrysanthemum is too bitter, and it is the Double Ninth Festival.
Li Bai sits alone in Jingting Mountain, birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.
Li Bai and Yue Nv's five poems (see "Yue Zhong") mirror the lake like the moon, and the wild girl like snow. The blue waves in Xinzhuang are rippling, and the reflection of water and light is both wonderful and beautiful.
Li Bai's jade face on the Huansha stone is like a girl in a stream, with a green makeup. A pair of gold teeth and two feet, Bai Rushuang.
Wei went to the moon, sent people to advise and think in the clouds, and stayed in the forest. Although the source is extraordinary, the moon is intimate.
Wei responded to Wang Qing's farewell to Chuncao and returned to the sunset. Yuan knows that not saying goodbye for a few days will hurt feelings.
When Cen Can crossed Wei Zhou to the west, he saw that Weishui thought that Qinshuan Weishui flowed eastward and when it would arrive in Yongzhou. Please take my two lines of tears to my distant hometown!
Cen Can lamented that his white hair was disproportionate and he could do nothing. There are more temples than stems at present.
Dai Shulun went to Fuzhou in the rain to visit Cuifacao Wugao Jujube House, and clearly stated that he was a monk of the Lotus Club. It rained all night in both towns, and there was no light in the hotel.
It has been ten years since Lu rewarded Li with a public banquet. Singing bad and drinking late are two losers.
Lu Lun's concubines are unlucky. She married a madman twice on 28th this year. Bad luck still exists today, and faithfulness is gone.
When it rains in Liduanxi, the mountains faint and the sun sets, and it rains at dusk. These are two places to stay and listen to apes.
Yang Ninghua pillow seat Shen Xiang pillow, swinging in his wife's building. Like a night, two lines of crying gradually wet.
Wang Jian's fallen leaves, the green direction is uneven, and the first piece of red has overlapped. The atrium has just begun to be swept, and three or two leaves surround the tree.
Wang Jianxin's three poems about the bride's wedding lie on both sides, obscuring the lines of waiting on the bride. Send Lang Pu Xi to worship at home.
The three ancient poems of Gu Yu were written by the new boss and were born at the same time as my concubine. And get to know each other and call each other by their first names.
Feng Xiaoxiao, Quan Deyu, rocked five or two, and the waning moon reflected the stone wall. At dawn, there is a sail in the sky.
Liu Yuxi often hates that his writing is shallow and no one's wishes are profound. At present, we look at each other and our hearts are full of love.
Liu Yuxi clustered Huaiyin City five times, beside the bamboo building. When the weather is fine, the pole is lifted and it is very shocking to fly.
Liu Yuxi paid tribute to Gong Lue and sent two desolate monks from Wozhou, withered and firewood mulberry. I haven't come for twenty years, only two hearts are left.
Meng Jiao complained about poetry (ancient resentment), and he wanted to cry, and there were two drops of water. Look at this hibiscus, who died for this year.
The first night of Meng Jiao's visit, nine times, the dream was short. I have been to Chang 'an twice, and I will burst into tears when I see it.
Zhang Ji bid farewell to the ancient jade from the lights and the morning glow, and pedestrians began to think again. Take care of each other when going out, and Qingshan Road is winding.
Lu Tong couldn't keep two Shousui songs last year, and has been with him for many years. When you are drinking, you will struggle for two years.
Li Hejing drove his horse out of the house, and he fell into the center of Chang 'an. Who is right in two things, singing in the autumn wind.
Yuan Zhen gave the monk five days and two days in heaven because of his career. There are endless days and poor years.
Bai Juyi has been worried about Suzhou for a hundred years and is drunk. I am sad to say goodbye to the west of the city, but I can't frown.
Yongyu's residual warbler and Hualan's warbler are also lazy and silent. There is nothing to say except a word or two.
Li Deyu keeps watch outside the ridge (Li Shi). In winter, he will raise more money, and in spring, he will come back with a bucket handle. Greetings are every other night, and guests are urged for two years.
Yin gave Yong Xiucai two songs under the critically ill Mao Chuang, and was shocked to hear that two months had passed. Come and talk about Fu Yong, be gentle and force Yin He.
The south wind blows five or two times in the evening, and Jingling City is at dusk. Heartbroken, knowing where the night is.
There is only a lush hill in front of Pei Yi, but I don't know how heavy it is. Come to Yunying in the evening and see two or three peaks.
Zhu Qingyu paid Li You to serve the royal family, but he went to Guanxing, so you didn't travel normally. There are two horses for no reason, and * * * drinks a stream.
Du Muchang's watchtower in Anqiu leans against the frost tree, but there is not a spark in the mirror. Autumn is so lofty and boundless, compared with the height of the mountain, the momentum is difficult to distinguish.
Li Shangyin wandered into the misty dusk to chant Fu, and He Lang was the beginning of his glory. At this time, who will gain the most, Fan Shen and the two ministers.
None of Li Shangyin's and Li Furen's three poems are knotted, but two are knotted. White-haired people send black-haired people, and the moon doesn't teach stars to replace them.
Jade charms frighten autumn warblers, and cicadas twist scraps. How to leave your hair on your temples without snowing.
Zhu Yuanying sent a message that friends clear the frost and jade stoves burn the sky. Extend my life, and I will enter my immortal hometown.
At the Wen night banquet pavilion, prostitutes took their seats, and after drinking, Wu Guochu, a thug, arrayed himself, and the Wangs wanted to clear the way. Sweep the towel and scream, float the tile for two honeymoon.
Teacher Huo always picks lotus girls on the boat and combs them in pairs. I heard that I crossed the river early in the morning to live.
Lu Guimeng's bridal chamber resented Yu Zhong's support for his temple, and Jin Ti stepped down late. Spring shirts don't cry, and they are in a dilemma overnight.
Lu Guimeng occasionally has a pair of cocoon-like eyebrows, and crows are hidden in his temples. Since Wang Chang is here, He Lao is closely related to the Song family.
Four poems by Lu Guimeng and Feng Ren were written by 100,000 teachers. You can remember the monarch from a distance. A heart like Remy is divided into two parts.
Han He and Shang Jianghai are boating, and Yunshan is a monk. When we meet, two people are speechless, and one is ruonan.
There are two buildings in Hanwo, where the mountains are horizontal and the ditches in front of the buildings are clear. Pity the mountains and cherish the water, and the two places are often related.
Gao Lishi feels that shepherd's purse is sold in both cities in Wuzhou, but no one picks it in Wuxi. Although summer is different, the smell remains the same.
He Zhongju Gao Li tried to throw the poem as jade into prison, but when he left home, he was caught in the flail. Poor two pieces of wood, but it's a flower.
Xu Zhongya's sentence is divided into two halves, and both sides of the spring breeze are broken. ("Albizia Albizia Peony")
Wang Koubu (in the Hanyang army in Jiangbei, the next one must be Tie), two mountains are fighting to the death, and the group of stones lays the teeth. The traveler is infinitely worried and swallows a river.
It's a pity that the Meng family went on a spring outing alone. There are two lines of tears for no reason, just for flowers.
Yan Lingbin invited guests at the end of his life (seeing falling flowers in his illness), panting for three or five times, leaving two or three flowers. Toast farewell, endless invitation.
Xue Tao's four poems of longing for spring are full of flowers, which are translated into two sentences of lovesickness. Jade chopsticks hang in the mirror, and the spring breeze knows.
Snow peach, Yuanyang grass, Qing Xiang, each pair of Yuanyang is small. But the entertainment of spring is long, regardless of the early autumn wind.
Jiao Ran occasionally has five poems, which are really hidden but not correct, and forget their names like a fool. There are only two things, but Han Qianfu is empty.
Hidden mountain meets an old friend, Lu Yu, and his temples are as white as snow. One mile and two miles, four times and five times.
Du Guangting's Fu Gui Ge (a poem by Zheng Ao) When a beautiful woman freshens up, her hair is covered with pearls. How to know the gorgeous accessories of two clouds in ordinary bun and get several township taxes.
Zheng Ao's Fu Gui Qu (a poem by Du Guangting) When a beautiful woman is grooming, her hair is covered with pearls. How to know the gorgeous accessories of two clouds in ordinary bun and get several township taxes.
Xu Yao's "Master Huai Su's cursive script" is novel and unorganized, and its ancient meaning is half-inkless. Drunk letters come in two or three lines, but I can't write them when I wake up.
Li Jiayou lived in exile in Jiangxi for two years. In Qianxi Pavilion, he looked up at Yunshan and had to be fascinated. Knowing the local conditions and customs, Xunyang sings partridges in the south.
Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers by the River" has seven quatrains, two or three places are quiet, and red flowers reflect white flowers. I have a place to repay the happiness of spring. Joan can take her time at the hotel.
Du Fu's four quatrains: two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky. My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Jia Zhi sent something to the south to demote Cliff State to Danyong Fengchi in the past, that is, to meet each other today. Zhu Ya dreamed of traveling three thousand miles. When she wanted to leave, she cried.
Qian Qi Xiaoxiang returned to the wild goose, wasted years, and the water was clear and the moss on both sides was bright. Play jathyapple on 25 strings, but you can't get rid of resentment.
Lang Shiyuan bid farewell to Muling, closed the autumn Yun Qi, and An Lucheng went to a remote place. It's cold at dusk, and it's a thousand miles back to my hometown.
Yellow furan climbed the mountain in front of Qingshan and the mountain behind Qingshan, and looked up at two places. What are the two places today? Kawahara, where the smoke scene is full, makes people full of white hair.
Liu bid farewell to Huating. Today, the colors are colorful and the clouds are extremely gone. I don't blame the shallow mountains and shallow waters, and the Huaihe River resurfaces twice a day.
Duan Huairan took Huai Yu, a monk from Yongquan Temple. I went to the first place as soon as I thought about it, and went to Buddhism twice. There is only the old pagoda tree in front of the door, and its branches hang low just on the silver platform.
Wei Yan sent Wei to Danyang to send a boat, but I didn't know it was autumn in both places. I'm still standing on the south side of the Yangtze River, looking at Jiangbei. The crows have returned to their nests to see the flowing water.
Gu Kuang, Song Song,, Zhang Xia,,,,,,,,,,, Yun Fan,. The first time I saw you off from Yangzhou, the river was foggy.
Geng Kun's words in Liangzhou country have been turned over with the continuous development, and Longxi No.7 Road is an empty city. Felt wool, herding horses and bearded people are young, and there are three or two songs at sunset.
Gong Dou's title Jin Jianfeng pushes the Millennium sword forward, and the long pool under the rock is empty. Double swords turn dragons, two streams merge and return to the south.
Dai Shulun recalled that Master had one or two brown shoes and eight-foot vines and traveled all over Jinling. I don't know if it's rain or wind, but I'm singing the lights of Qiushan Temple.
Dai Shulun sent Dugu back to Beijing and took his family home one by one, without complaining to the autumn wind. There are two mountains in the lake, Wan Li, and we will do our best in the capital.
Lu Lun and his younger brother Jin went through the customs, bid farewell to the flowers, and the official road was intertwined with green grass. Wine has traveled thousands of miles, and I hope to send it to my hometown.
In the rain, Lu Lun's friends saw that the mountain was alone in the bamboo courtyard, and the water surrounded the grass. The drizzle in the empty forest is silent, only sorrow meets heart.
Before Lu Lun crossed Zhejiang, the ship did not arrive, and the north wind was urgent at both ends. The flying sand rolled on the ground, the sun was dim and the sails were half wet.
Li Duan didn't have time to visit Helin Temple in the Spring Festival Gala to send messengers to Chagong Wild Temple to find spring flowers, and there were only two or three branches of back rocks. In the Ming dynasty, you were drunk, so don't blow it to report the spring breeze.
Yang Ping is boating on the Xiangjiang River in Luopu, Xiangchuan, three thousand miles away. In addition to sharing a hundred pots, there is no need to worry about who will bear two soul needles.
Yang Ning said goodbye to the gravel river and went upstairs to see off the guests. The bright moon shines on Yueming Gorge, and the moth eyebrow peak looks like two eyebrows.
Qiu Lai, a wild goose in Yangling in autumn, frequently sends two or three letters home when they meet for the first time. The sunset glow has gone, and there are countless peaks in the green hills.
Uncle Sikong sent Yuzhou to send Judge Wei Red Candle to Jintingge to meet at night, and both of them were anxious. Ping Ming broke up and turned around. Only the ape was covered in water and clouds.
Si Kongshu sent Guo as the Spring Officer, and the Ming Government as the Spring Officer, leaving me two or three people. Poor Jiang county has nothing to do, and it is poor.
There are three or two restaurants in Sikongshu's super-long Hulin Western Restaurant, where the lake grass is green and the flowers in front of it are like peach and apricot flowers. It is said that fishermen buy wine on credit.
Wang Jian is thin at both ends, and his hair is half white and half black. Forcing servants to crack in the spring is aboveboard.
Wang Jian's two autumn lanterns cover the bridal chamber against the wall, and the lover knows this night straight. Tianhe has been leaking for a long time, and Beidou in the south building is equal.
Wang Jian sent a photo of Gu Song monk in Tianxiang Temple, a pine monk, instead of withered pine falling rocks. There are two or three trees by the love river, and waterfowl live without vines.
Wang Jian looked at the chess layout of the Beauty Palace at night, and the number of black and white players stopped. Looking around, I picked up the jade sand. It was dawn, but the Weaver Girl was still two or three stars.
Wang Jianyu called one or two chickens in the rain in the mountain village, and the slab bridge on Zhuxicun Road was crooked. Mother-in-law called a silkworm bath and watched gardenias in the atrium.
Wang Jian asked for bamboo poles in the west of the pool and looked at them when he was ill in front of the house. I also know that it is better to be sorry for myself than to be judged.
When Wang Jian plays chess, he draws from the opponent first, and the one who died next to others is still alive. There is no language on both sides, and the sound is at the end.
Wang Jian and Wu Xianggong heard Yingying invade the black line and flew once or twice, but the spring was cold. If you teach more about the remaining words, you should not hesitate to ask Hua Gong.
Assistant minister Wang returned to the city (eight poems by assistant minister Wei) and preached on both sides of the flag road, walking men and women. Old friends saved time and are young now.
"Hundred Poems of Wang Jian Gong" embroidered leaves, a cluster of golden phoenix silver geese. Every dance is divided into two directions, in the word "Long live peace".
Wang Jiangong wrote 100 a poem about lowering the flag at the bow of a racing boat, and water splashed wet clothes on both sides. Dong Chi's quest for the West Bank is on a first-come-first-served basis.
Wang Jiangong's One Hundred Red Lights calls for spring clouds in his sleep, and the clouds stay at night. The golden rain came to slip, and the two lifted the hidden flower skirt.
On the second floor, one hundred poems of Wang Jian Palace were exchanged, and the lieutenant of the Ming Dynasty became a family. The same gold plate has 5,000 faces, and peony flowers are pointed out in the red crisp.
One hundred poems written by Wang Jian Palace were unknown, the pavilion door opened eastward, and the sound of fighting came from the back hall. The supervisor stood on opposite sides, and I heard that SOMA had come back.
There are 100 poems written by Wang Jian Palace. Two buildings in front of the temple, cold food palace people play ball. Half of them came to bow down and won the first prize when they went to the shed.
Replace one hundred Yu Di in the poem with guzheng, move it to the post, and urge the red Luo embroidery dance feast to change. No hat, two palaces in front of the curtain.
Wang Jiangong wrote 100 poems: I don't comb my hair in spring sleep, and I am lazy to swim north of the imperial garden. Sit on the jade terrace for a while and win two or three chips.
Wang Jiangong's one hundred poems play chess with two fingers, and his back is in danger. Hit the corner first, the red ball falls, and the first three gold characters hang half.
Shangliu and Qiu Chan sound depressed, the guests in the hostel are frightened, and the intermittent monk room is quiet and clear. Excuse me, what is the sound of cicadas? The ancient temple rang twice.
Zhang Yuge Fisherman Brown is autumn, and he sails in twos and threes. Being able to ride the wind and waves, the white waves of the Yangtze River have never been worried.
On that day, Wu Liqiu and Lu Huayuan sent Zou Shifeng into the autumn moon in Nanting, a pool pavilion in Zhaoyang County, leaving a solitary crane in a dilemma. The Ming dynasty was alone in Qingshan Guo, only cicadas urged hoary heads.
Wu bid farewell to Cui, who met the government 30 years ago, and lost 20% of her beauty. Don't shed tears where * * * will spill, Jinjiang South will cross the spring breeze.
Liu Gongzhuo's topic Zizhou Niutou Temple goes out of Xicheng Second Bridge, and the mountains on both sides are rustling late. Well flowers wash people's ears and listen to the tide of the stream at night.
Quan Deyu's play presents the main stone road, spring stream and two monasteries of Lingyin Temple in Tianzhu, with ordinary bells ringing from the top of the mountain. Monks are in the middle of the peak, and * * * accounts for green hills and white clouds.
Quan Deyu's boat trip sees the moon entering the lonely boat at midnight, and there are few frost geese. Where is the bridal chamber candle shadow? I want to send a dream of lovesickness.
Han Yu sent Zhang Assistant Minister (Zhang Jia, when he was a soldier in Huazhou) to visit Situdong Town, and the Prime Minister came to meet him in the west. Today, the ministers of the two governments have become close, and it is not difficult for one side to draw.
Ouyang Zhan's topic is that Qinling must be separated from the emperor's hometown, the south, and the north covers the south step by step. There is a long smoke on both sides of the strait, and the Qin people are heartbroken.
Liu Yuxi's "Nine Poems on Bamboo Branches" is like snow on both sides, and every spring wine is full of silver cups. Many female companions in Zhaojun Square come to Yong 'an Palace for an outing.
Liu Yuxi's nine poems (the fourth is Zhang Ji's poem) show flowers on both sides of Jinjiang River, and the spring breeze blows the waves and washes the sand. When a girl cuts a mandarin duck brocade, there will be a sunset glow in the middle stream.
Liu Yuxi's nine poems (the fourth one is Zhang Ji's poem) keep running and scouring the sand, and the waves before them are not extinguished. It suddenly reminds people of George W. xiang zhu and sings three or two times to welcome God.
Liu Yuxi wrote five poems and made some statements in the Slogan for Han Cheng. The north of the sea and the south of the Yangtze River are scattered, and the two meet in Luoyang City.
Liu Yuxi and Hu Ling "xianggong" said goodbye to a column of flowers in Peony Pingzhang House, but they were not at home when they arrived. Modao and Beijing are not far apart, and spring comes to the horizon.
Liu Yuxi, Yao Han and Yuan Xianggong, two gentlemen, care for each other, but they need one or two stems of frost. Its naivety is nothing more than getting old, and it feels like it every time I look in the mirror.
Liu Yuxi looked at Dongting Lake, where the light and the moon reflected each other, and there was no wind mirror on the pool surface. Overlooking Dongting, the mountains and rivers are green and covered in silver.