What are the poems in the first stage?
Xie and Li Shixian paid a visit (May)
Author: Wu Kuan
The first day will be long, and the shoulders will come to Maotang.
The distant forest suddenly humiliated my son, and the small nursery could lead to the territory.
There are rocks under the flowers and vines move to avoid the sunset.
There is nothing to delay in seclusion. The trees are cooler at night.
Sitting with Lian Bo again at night.
Author: Wu Kuan
In the twilight, things are more empty, the sun sets, and people generally sleep on their pillows.
If you sit for a long time, your words will break, your songs will turn, and you will be happy.
The wind is like long summer, and the sea is bright and half-moon.
But I hate walls. I want to send money to the restaurant for a rare banquet.
Furi
Author: Zhang Zi
It rains before it rains, and the wind is fresher when it passes.
Who knows that the first day is all early autumn.
Wash the lamp and taste the new wine, and pick the tender lotus in the pool.
I have lived for a long time, and I am not moved by cold and heat.
The initial heavy rain was beyond reproach.
Author: Zhang Lei
Yan Yan sat in the soup pot at first, and pedestrians in Chang 'an were sweating.
Who pours rivers and seas for coolness, and Yun Xuan drives away the wind and rain.
Putuo real nectar hand can make people thirsty and greasy.
And if you want to sleep in the wind, you should dare to quit and avoid the pain of moving the bed.
The poor bachelor is lying in the Tao Zhai, and the ink on the wall is silent.
Hanlin laughs at alfalfa, and Peng Xuan is not allowed to peek at singing and dancing.
Poetry is laughed out of the province, and the horse is closed in the mud.
What's wrong with the rest of the bed Recommend pomegranate outside the window.
Xu Gonghua's legacy was jointly created by Pan Heng Moyun and his daughter.
Author: Once upon a time
Pan Gongzhi's Mo Dongpo Formula can only be passed down by women now.
Xu Lang comes from Jiangxi. He comes out of the box with his head in his hands.
Familiar with family style, unique brushwork.
Seeing the surface of the canal, the heart of the canal is as strong as iron.
The sunny window is a few stones, but it has not been polished and studied.
Cold gold and jade edition, try it, it's a little early in the morning.
The end of the court is not far away, so why decide the rest of the pros and cons?
A healthy woman won a man, and from then on, Luling fell.
Mid-autumn noon
Author: Yang Wanli
After the rain, the sun was still boiling, and the pavilion refused to move in the afternoon.
Bees have no flowers and no food, and ants have no water to return to their teachers.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the weather is too early.
It's still hot in the small nursery, burning incense and sitting reading Tang poetry.
Two pieces of melon
Author: Yang Wanli
Sick bones are forbidden from summer heat, and decline is more worrying.
It's still hot when it's windy. When should it drop first?
Whoever pays for melons and fruits is greedy and patient.
The golden basin is full of flowers, and the jade is double happiness.
Poems by the late scholar Li Jun
Author: Xing Xianlao
Xiong Dan was the first to squat in the cupboard, and Fang Ling and Wan Li were the first to come out.
The night fire was added under the seal of the holy room, and the Jinsha was refined in the new bath.
The basket for treating Sichuan contains the prescription of Dan, and the prescription of Hongbao contains the name of the medicine.
With the immortal dragon and tiger, you find the root of immortality.
Yao is a teacher in Jingnan. He participates in politics and writes poems.
Author: Xiang Anshi
Life returns to the top three, and age is around the waist.
Since drinking with the Chu government, I have violated it for one hundred years.
When Chu Roy Chiu moved for the first time, Hongdu's dream was shattered.
I have ridden a thousand times, and I am sad to sail home.
And Chen Ji is carrying heavy rain.
Author: Wen Tong
Clouds are like floods, and rain is like cats and dogs.
Suddenly, I turned over the turbidity of Yinhan and sprinkled jade ropes evenly.
Thunder is unstoppable, and the wind has stopped it.
In the early stage of the dangerous building, it is still called light clothing.
The complete works of ancient poems and sentences in dog days.
Don Du Mu, who lives in the south in summer.
Beside Houjia Avenue, cicada trees are green. The lock is far away and the shutter door is cold. The fence is full of red medicine, and the shelf leads the green radish to grow. Every day is a pillow, so there are mountains and rivers.
Walking in the Captain's Room in Summer Don Chen Ziang
The mountains and rivers open beautiful houses, and the piano songs are listed. People doubt the reward of white buildings, and the land is like bamboo forest Zen. There is chaos in the opposite pool, which is connected with Xuan. Now the sky is silent, and spring is clearly made by the moon.
Bai Juyi in Xia and Tang Dynasties
The east window is not hot at night, and the north gate is breezy. Sitting and lying all day, never leaving the same room. The center doesn't matter, and so does going out.
Chen Wenshu in Summer Miscellaneous Poems in Qing Dynasty
The water window is low and the painting column is open, and the pillow is thin and leaking jade. One night, the rain became a dream, and Qiu Lai was given a lotus leaf.
Li Bai in Tang Dynasty
Yunyang went to war, and merchants on both sides of the strait were spared. Why bother tugboat when the black ox rests on the moon? Turbid water can't be drunk, and the pot pulp is half turned into soil.
When I sang the song to protect the governor, my heart burst into tears. Ten thousand people cut stones, and there is no way to reach the river. You look at Shi Mang, and you hide your tears and grieve for the ages.
Abstinence soup/Wang Wei
The sun is all over the sky, and the fire clouds are like mountains. All the plants and trees were burnt and all the rivers dried up. Lightness makes clothes heavy, and dense trees are bitter and thin.
You can't go near it, but you can't go near it. Thinking outside the universe is vast. Changfeng comes to Wan Li, and rivers and seas are troubled.
However, despite being a patient, I didn't feel intimate. Suddenly into the dew door, it is cool and happy.