Spring has come, and the water in the pond is green, but the stone bridge on the water and the old red tower in the water still exist.
Every year, on the cross road, in the drizzle, long-distance ships are on the shore of An Shu.
"Tang Yin Taohua Temple Map" Qingganlong
Wu Zhong loves to look at Wu people's paintings, which is the highest.
There are only scattered trees in the world, and there are suspected new peaches in front of the temple.
Anchaza, a place to dispel wind and cold, is a deep tasting pool of spring frozen stone.
The seven words are quite vulgar, and Ningyun is like a pottery.
"Chen Hougong" Tang Li Shangyin
Maoyuan City has picturesque scenery and flowing water.
Also, according to Shuiguang Temple, the Yuehua Building is to be built.
Invade the night, open the mirror, greet the winter pheasant and offer fur.
All the ministers are half drunk, and the son of heaven is not worried.
Remembering the past: Tang Juyi
After visiting several old places in the south of the Yangtze River, I remember Wu Jiangwei best.
Cheung Chau Garden is full of green willows and trees, and Qiyun Building has a cup of spring wine.
Xiaoyan from Nagato came out and sailed back to Gao Qiao in the evening.
Six or seven years ago, I was crazy, thinking about things three thousand miles away.
Song He Zhu's Jade Case
Ling Bo didn't cross the pond road, just watching and letting the dust settle.
Who is the golden flower? There are flower pavilions and windows on the platform, only in spring.
Blue clouds, dusk in Ran Ran, crayons, new topics, heartbreaking sentences. How much leisure do you have?
A misty rain in Sichuan, the wind in the city, and the yellow rain in plums.
"Hengtang" Song Fan Chengda
Spring has come, and the water in the pond is green, but the stone bridge on the water and the old red tower in the water still exist.
Every year, on the cross road, in the drizzle, long-distance ships are on the shore of An Shu.
Yi Tang Jiangnan Bai Juyi
Jiang Nanyi, followed by Wu Gong. Wujiu, a cup of spring bamboo leaves,
Wu Wa dances with drunken Lotus and will meet again sooner or later.
Tang Bai Juyi's Looking at Chang 'an Gate
When I look around at the gate, I know that the country is strong in local customs.
One hundred thousand in-laws pay taxes, and five thousand children guard the border.
Autumn grass in the city, sunset red on the bridge of birds and magpies.
Blowpipes are everywhere in front of the building, and boats are outside the house.
The cloud buries Tiger Temple Mountain, and the moonlight shines in the water of Yaowa Palace.
I once rewarded Tang Qian, but I dare not exaggerate today.
Tang Changjian, the Buddhist Temple after the Broken Mountain Temple
On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.
A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang.
A night-mooring near maple bridge Tang Zhangji
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
"Send someone to visit Wu" Don Du Xunhe
When you go to Suzhou, you will see that all the houses there are built by the river.
Ancient palaces had little idle land and many small bridges in water lanes.
The night market is full of water chestnuts, and the boats in the river are full of exquisite silk.
Recalling you far away, when the moon is not sleeping, hearing the songs on the river will touch your homesickness.
On the third day of the first month, Tang Bai Juyi
The oriole in the oriole alley wants to talk, and the ice in the river head of the black magpie wants to sell.
Green waves, east, west, north and south waters, and Hong Lan 390 Bridge.
Yuanyang wings, willow over a thousand.
I didn't know that the spring breeze would come sooner or later, just the day before.
Yin Mingtang, Song of the Wine Moon
Li Bai's poems are the original moon, which only Li Bai's poems can tell.
Now that Li Bai has passed away, how long is the moon in the sky?
Today, people are still singing Li Bai's poems, and the moonlight is still like Li Bai's poems;
I think Li Bai can know Mingyue, Mingyue and Li Bai?
Li Bai can make poems to nourish the spirit. I have a hundred cups of poems today.
Although I am ashamed that I don't have Li Bai's talent, I don't feel ugly.
I don't go aboard, and I don't sleep.
There is a small house outside Gusu, with thousands of trees and peaches all over the sky.
"Dream of Suzhou to Send Yu" Tang Bai Juyi
Yangzhou Post dreamed of Suzhou and Shui Ge, an overseas Chinese.
I don't know after sleeping. Who swam here last night?
Hope to adopt, thank you!