Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and when I sank back again, I suddenly remembered my home-Tang Libai.
Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent remains the same. Tang He Zhang Zhi.
He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Don Du Fu.
Mourning, Danggui in the distance —— Folk songs of Han Yuefu.
Humayi north wind, crossing the south branch of bird's nest-nineteen ancient poems by Han.
Now, approaching my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question-Tang Song Wen Zhi.
Where is your hometown? Unless you are drunk, forget it-photo by Song Liqing.
I don't know whose house Qiu Si will stay in-Tang Wangjian.
Everyone is unfamiliar with foreign languages, but they hate singing birds like Laoshan. -Donskontu
Only when the lake is reflected in front of the door, the spring breeze will not change the waves of the past-Tang He Zhang Zhi.
Don't be sad, be sad, and part-the Warring States Period. Chu. Qu Yuan.
The day is far away, and the clothes are slow-Han.
After the wild goose falls, people think of Xue Daoheng in Sui Dynasty.
Stay away from hatred like grass in spring. You can go further and live in Nantang. Li Yu
If you keep cutting, you will be confused. This is a farewell to sadness. Especially the general taste is in your heart-Li Yu.