Bai Juyi fell ill in the spring of the Tang Dynasty. The Taoist taught him to adjust his breath, and the old monk advised him to meditate.
Give Yang Langzhong Tang Bai Juyi Cui Calyx and Joan Hinton. How many yellow flowers are there? Respect the monarch, be a tourist, and don't turn a blind eye.
In late spring, Cui Huzhou Tang Bai Juyi didn't make many friends in Luoyang, and walked along the edge of the city in late spring. Cui was in Yuan Zaiyue, and went out to ride a horse to find someone.
In the early spring and early Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi's snow was scattered because of kindness, and the ice was warm and bright.
In early spring, I went to Tiangong Pavilion alone. The door of Tang Bai Juyi's Heavenly Palace opened, and I had a drink alone during the Spring Festival. Infinite tourists blame me. Why am I the first?
In the spring pool, Li Langzhong and Tang, who loves the spring water in the pool, only I look back and see that it looks like a gentleman. It looks like the new juice color of blue, and dyed a skirt with Nan Jun's family.
Bai Juyi's low-flowered tree in Chunci Hall reflects a small makeup building, and it enters the eyebrows at two o'clock in spring. Lean against the railing, parrot, why don't you turn around?
In the spring breeze of the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi's Spring Breeze began in the garden, and cherry, apricot, peach and pear bloomed twice.
Bai Juyi, an old Tang Dynasty man in spring, wanted to go for a spring outing with his youth and felt that the scenery did not belong to him. When has he ever painted a bald head on the screen of singing and dancing?
In the spring sleep, Bai Juyi's pillow is low, his body is warm and steady, and the account of sunshine is not opened. There is the smell of young spring, which appears in my dreams from time to time.
In the spring, Huayang watched the Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi Di Zi played the flute to chase the phoenix, and the immortal cave was named Huayang. Where are the fallen flowers? People from the White House swept the cinema.
Bai Juyi, a guest of Chun Xue Huangfu family, returned to the basket very late in the snow. He was very happy to meet your door. As long as the master is careful, Qin will just laugh in the future.
In the Spring and Autumn Period and Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi's grass smoke was low and heavy, and the scenery from the road was like an imperial city.
Tangshan was given a piece of clear water to shine, while Xinyi was white with yellow. But if you don't know what Jiangxi means, how can the scenery be different from the emperor's hometown?
Feel the spring with my friend Luo Zhongchun. Don't grieve for the moon in Jinguyuan, and don't sigh for the spring in Tianjin Bridge. If you learn to love the past, where on earth will it not hurt you?
In the spring and Tang dynasties in the south of the Yangtze River, Bai Juyi's willow branches are soft, and the east wind blows golden.
Bai Juyi was a stranger in Luoyang in the spring of Luoyang, and grew up in spring. It has been 20 years. I can't find a teenage heart, but everything else remains the same.
Bai Juyi played the Spring Festival in the gloomy Tang Dynasty, using his staff to help people recover from illness and make a sunny Spring Festival. He limped along, laughing and killing people upstairs on the plain.
In the early spring of Qujiang, Bai Juyi's wicker in Qujiang gradually weakened, and the shrike in the apricot garden began to sound. There are few tourists in the poor spring, so it is good to dismount by the pool.
There are thousands of flowers falling from the eaves in the Tang dynasty, and there are orioles outside the green screen window. The residual makeup sat under the curtain with tears, which hurt the whole day.
Bai Juyi's silver flowers were chiseled off during the Spring Festival in the Tang Dynasty, and the gold foil pipa played for me. It is not only the Spring Festival, but also a gift for the old people, so I tried and listened.
It's spring in Dongcheng, and Bai Juyi's wind is soft and the clouds are still. It's in the northeast corner of the county seat. Evening is spring, and the weather is like Kyoto. The string tube is suitable, and the cup is endless. As far away as relatives and friends, there is no pleasure.
In the early spring of his illness, Bai Juyi felt light on his pillow today, and tried to walk before he set foot on the steps. He is tired, tired, tired and windy, and even less in the mood. The warm frost first mixed in Varzim, and the cold reduced the freezing of the ice canal. Only the snow between people's temples, not spring with the end of spring.
During the trip to Chang 'an in early spring, the car songs of Bai Juyixuan in the Tang Dynasty played very loudly in the capital, and one of the first stops was in the corner. At night, the moon is rolling, and at dusk, the castle peak looks at home and cries. The wind is blowing the new green grass, the rain is light yellow and the wicker is wet. In this life, I know that I am a teenager, and I am sad at the age of thirty.