Poems whose first word is Wan

1. There are many restaurants beside the Wanli Bridge. Who do tourists like to stay at?

--"Chengdu Song" Tang Dynasty. Zhang Ji

2. Thousands of miles of cold light creates snow, and the dawn on three sides stirs up dangerous signals.

--"Wang Jimen" Tang Dynasty. Ancestor chant

3. Everything is silent, except for the sound of bells and chimes.

--"Inscribed on the Zen Temple behind Poshan Temple" Tang Dynasty. Chang Jian

4. Thousands of threads will never change, let him gather and divide them as he pleases.

-"Linjiang Immortal" Qing Dynasty. Cao Xueqin

5. Everything is spring, people are old alone, and Yan will return after one year.

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1. "Early Plum Blossoms" Tang Dynasty.

Thousands of trees are about to break due to the cold, but the solitary root is warm and alone. In the deep snow in front of the tree, one branch bloomed last night.

The wind carries the fragrance away, and the birds come to see the beauty. Next year, Alone Discipline will be released first on Yingchuntai.

2. "Private Slogan of Bodhi Temple" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

Thousands of households are sad and the wild smoke is burning. When will hundreds of officials turn to heaven again?

In the empty palace where the autumn locust leaves have fallen, orchestral music is played on the head of the Ningbi Pond.

3. "Chang'an Listens to Hundreds of Tongues" North and South. Wei Ding

Thousands of miles away, the wind and smoke are different, and a bird is suddenly startled.

That can still sound like hometown to distant guests.

4. "Resentment of the Southern Expedition" by Cao Ye of the Tang Dynasty

Thousands of waves will not return to the east, but King Zhao's southern expedition will be early.

The dragon boat is nowhere to be seen, only the old tree grows on the river.

I want to ask about the waterside, but the palace has grown grass.

5. "Farewell to Prince Li of Zizhou" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

Thousands of valleys have towering trees, and thousands of mountains ring with cuckoos. It rained all night in the mountains, and there were hundreds of springs under the trees.

The Han women lost their banners and cloth, and the Ba people sued for their taro fields. Wen Weng turned over professors and did not dare to rely on sages.