Hehuang Du Mu
The Prime Minister of Yuan Zai once borrowed chopsticks, and Emperor Xianzong also paid attention to them.
As soon as he saw his clothes, he went to the east market, but suddenly he left his bow and sword and did not patrol west.
Although he is in military uniform while shepherding sheep and driving horses, his white hair and loyal heart are all Han officials.
Only Liangzhou song and dance music is spread all over the world to entertain people.
Han Stele Li Shangyin
The emperor Yuanhe has a divine martial posture, who are Zaixuan and Xi?
I vowed to avenge the holy humiliation and sit in the Dharma Palace to face the barbarians.
There have been thieves in Huaixi for fifty years, and the wolves gave birth to cockroaches and crabs.
If you don’t rely on mountains and rivers, you can control the plains. You can lead them in a day with long goli spears.
The emperor received a holy sign to save him, and he was supported by the immortal god.
The imperial seal hangs on the waist to mark the capital, and the dark wind blows the flag of the Heavenly King.
Suwu Gutong made teeth and claws, and Yi Caowailang wrote and followed.
The marching Sima is wise and brave, and the 140,000 people are like tigers.
The thieves entered Cai and offered sacrifices to the ancestral temple, but they failed to repay the favor.
The emperor said that you are the first in meritorious deeds. The more you do, the more suitable it is for you to say goodbye.
The more you pay homage to Ji, the more you dance, the more you can do the inscriptions on gold and stone.
The ancients were known as generous, but this matter is not related to their duties.
Since ancient times, I have always respected my honour, and I have always said goodbye to the Emperor.
When the public retires from fasting and sits in a small pavilion, it is so dripping with the dye of a large pen.
Modify the Chinese characters of Yao and Shun, and correct the poems about people living in temples of the Qing Dynasty.
Wen Cheng wrote in broken style on the paper, and then paid homage to Danchi in the early morning.
It is said that the minister became more ignorant and died, and chanted the stele of the sacred merit book.
The stele is three feet high and has characters like a bucket, carrying a spirit turtle and a chi.
There are few people who use strange words and heavy metaphors, and the slanderous emperor talks about his personal interests.
The long rope dragged the stele down for hundreds of feet, and the coarse sand and boulders were rubbed together to fix it.
The gentleman's gentleness is as strong as his vitality, which has already penetrated into people's liver and spleen.
There are descriptions of the soup plate and Kongding, but today there is no record of its utensils and descriptions.
Oh, the Holy King and the Holy Appearance, and the Appearance and Xuan Heliu Chunxi.
After being polite and silent, Hao and Sanwu chased each other.
May I recite thousands of books thousands of times, foaming at the corner of my mouth and calluses on my right hand.
It is said that there were two generations in the seventies, who thought that the Zen jade was used to inspect the foundation of the hall.
Yong Yule Xin Qiji
Throughout the ages, there is no hero to be found, and Sun Zhong seeks a place.
On the dancing pavilion and singing stage, the wind and rain are always blowing away the wind.
Under the setting sun, grass and trees, ordinary alleys,
Humane slaves once lived.
Think of those days when we were brave and powerful, and could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.
Yuan Jia hastily sealed the wolf in Xu,
Won a hasty visit to the north.
Forty-three years later, I still remember the beacon fire on Yangzhou Road.
Looking back, under the Buddha's Temple,
there is a sacred crow drum.
Who can ask: Lian Po is old, can he still make a living?
Spring Snow by Bai Juyi
Yuanhe was in Mao, spring and February of the sixth year.
The moon is dark and cold, and the sky is cloudy and the night is snowing.
Even through the night and into the day, there is no rest.
It is as big as fallen goose feathers and as dense as floating jade chips.
The cold is gone, the spring is vast, and the weather is turning cold and windy.
The trees and grass in the mountains are gone, and the ice in Qujiang has returned.
The dried red apricot flowers died, and the green frozen poplar branches broke.
To pity the damage of the physical properties is not to cherish the beauty of the years.
God has his orders, and the four seasons are divided equally.
Han Ligou is abnormal, and all living things are dead.
I think of the sages’ opinions, and Lu Shi has his own opinions.
One may write that water does not freeze, or that frost does not kill.
The general warns the political and religious leaders, and the subordinates prevent disasters.
How is Zixue doing now? Faith in beauty is out of season.
Five poems of "Fang Yan" prefaced by Bai Juyi
When Yuan Jiu was in Jiangling, there were five long poems of "Fang Yan" with high rhyme
and body rhythm and meaning. Ancient but new words. Every time I chant it, I feel it is very interesting.
Although the predecessors who are more proficient in poetry have not done this. Only Li Qi said: "
When the Jishui reaches the Qinghe River, it becomes turbid, and the great sage Zhou Gong takes over." This sentence is close
to it. When I left Zuoxunyang, I had not yet completed my appointment. I had a lot of free time in the boat and chanted alone on the river, so I added five chapters to continue my meaning.
In the Fenghe Holy System, Cui Guofu
In the middle festival of the Yuan Dynasty and the Qin Dynasty, my king went upstream. Mingluan leads to the Forbidden Garden, and the villa surrounds Fangzhou.
Thousands of eagles and herons line up, and hundreds of fish and dragons play. The peach blossoms are about to be exhausted in spring, and they are harvested at night during the rainy season.
Celebrations go to Yao's bottles, and joy comes from Chu's drums. How can the Yishi be right? It can cover the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.
Yuan Dan Qiu Song Li Bai
Yuan Dan Qiu, the love god. Drink the clear water of Yingchuan River in the morning, and return the purple smoke of Songcen Mountain in the evening.
Thirty-six peaks circle around for a long time. Circling for a long time, stalking the stars and rainbows, riding a flying dragon with ears blowing in the wind, crossing the river, crossing the sea and connecting to the sky, I know that your wandering heart is boundless.
Two articles on Renri by Du Fu
From Yuanri to Renri, there is no cloudy time. Ice and snow warblers are hard to come by, and flowers come late in the cold spring.
The clouds fall with the white water, and the wind shakes the purple mountains. The unkempt temples are long and sparse, and there is no more hair than plain silk.
On this day and at this time, people are in love, talking and laughing at each other. The cypress leaves in front of you are resting with the wine.
The golden flowers in Shengli are clever and cold-resistant.
The sword is drawn towards the stars for a moment, and the harp in the box must be played as the water flows.
In early spring, the rivers and lakes are revived, and it is difficult to travel straight and worry-free.
Two poems for friends by Du Fu
In the first year of the Jiansi month, Lang Youjiao wrote the book. He boasts of his physical strength and is able to ride a foal.
Once he was trampled by a horse, he had a cleft lip and no teeth. He is ambitious and wants to catch Hu in the East.
In the first year of Jiansi month, the official was Wang Sizhi. Ma was shocked and broke his left arm, and the fractured surface was like ink.
The mountains are covered with deep mud, why not take shelter from the rain. It may not be a blessing to advise you not to regret.
Songs of Suburban Temple·Movement of Taiqing Palace·Part 3
Yuanfu passed on to Ziji, and Baozuo revealed Gaozhen. Morality first becomes rich, and harmony becomes pure.
The style of people is ancient, but the leaves of Tianrui are new. Immortals and music are in the capital of Qing Dynasty, Chang Ming meets Tai Chen
Songs of Suburban Temples·Music of Deming Xingsheng Temple·Welcoming the Gods
Yuan Zun has nine virtues and assists Yao Guangzhao. Liezu Taizong, Fang Zhou Zuobo.
It sounds like frost and dew, and music turns into gold and stone. The white clouds and the clear breeze seem to come from the grid.
Songs of Suburban Temple·Music of Deming Xingsheng Temple·Farewell to the Gods
The essence of the spirit is restored, and the spirit is flourishing. The wind blows on the orchid road, and the clouds shake the osmanthus flag.
The high hills and Miao are high, and the Liang tribes are late. Look forward to it, and think about it forever.
Fenghebie Lu King Yang Sixuan
The Yuan King's poems were widely spread, and his literary empress doted on him. The crane cover moves the family members, and the dragon seal sends them on a long journey.
The road to Hanguan is clear, and the Ba'an guides the boat. The north forest is divided into garden trees, and the east overflows the imperial ditch.
The sound of birds contains broken feathers, and the shadows of riding birds are floating on flowers. The holy land is nine Gaipu, and the astronomy is seven moons.
The square picture presents elegant music, and the hairpin belt presents the singing ball.
The farewell king Sima entered the plan with the same character Zhang Jiuling
Yuan Liao carried out the plan and carried the farewell out of Linqiu. Suddenly I looked at the title Yu far away, and thought about my travels on the bed.
The farewell feast is spread on the willow bank, and the expedition boat is leaning on the reed island. I sigh alone at the water of the Xiangjiang River, Chaozong flows northward.
Fanqu Ahou Lake Liu Changqing
The vitality floats and accumulates in water, sinking and sinking but not flowing. The spring breeze brings vast expanse of green to Xuzhou.
It’s hard to be a guest, so I’ll take a temporary trip when I meet you. The edge of Baiping is beautiful, and the boat is sailing on the waves at dusk.
The moon is coming in at the ferry crossing, and the remaining rain in the west of the forest is closing. The water clouds are gone but still wet, and the sands and cranes are still singing.
By living in seclusion in the mausoleum, one can forget the worries of life. There is a deep intention in this, not a fishing hook.
Send Yuan Ba ??on a tour to Runan, Liu Changqing
Yuan Sheng is really amazing. Fortunately, this discussion has passed. The knife and pen are always pushed high, and the sharpness is invincible for a long time.
Zonghengji Jishi, ups and downs than human traces. Bankruptcy provides wine money, and the house is full of diners.
The countryside is lost and resources are in short supply. You can worry about things sincerely, but there is no point in dressing up.
The world's kindness and righteousness are weak, and the world's vulgarity underestimates poverty. Although there is a lot of gold in the world, it is like cherishing it.
Walking along the Langling Road, I gazed at the dusk in Dumen. Farewell to the south of Yi River, walking to see Chu Yun separated by it.
The cicadas are stirring in the tall willows, and the horses are neighing in the plains. The sky is now deep and the Pi Lake is not yet clear and blue.
If you have no choice in life, you have to be willing to do hard work. Don't return to the former wine, leaving behind a miserable life.
Recalling the Imperial Capital Zhu Dunru
Laozi once came to teach me in Yuan Dynasty. Sharpness and light are the best. Because he refused to listen to him and insisted on competing for craftsmanship. Just to be too anxious and cause all the troubles. Don't worry, you will grow old prematurely. You don't know the difference. The first one is dragged backwards by the wind, the second one is also very good with your words. If no one cares about it, he will always say, Mr. Qiao.
Xijiang Yue Zhu Dunru
The Yuan Dynasty was the capital of the Western Han Dynasty, and the people in Jiangnan are declining today. I've always been more excited about monsters. Doing everything is useless. Eighty-year-old is approaching, and everything will be in vain if we look back. Goose in the clouds and insects in the grass. ***I usually dream.
Ten Songs of Complementary Music·Xianchi Yuanjie
Yuanhua is oily and oily, who knows this. The most virtuous thing is the gurgling sound, and you should follow it first.
Yuanhua is in chaos, who knows what it is. When the road reaches the end of the road, I will use it to complete the journey.
Send Han Hong, the minister of Xiahou,
The sound of Yuan Rong's chariot flying to the right early is heard, and the name of the Censor's Mansion is newly rectified. The calligraphy and calligraphy are already in full harmony with Dali.
The romantic style continues in Xie Xuancheng. The army bid farewell to Long Xiangmu at dawn, and six cavalry pioneers approached Guo.
A white jade platform should be left on the road ahead, and passers-by will often use the golden network. The emperor dismounted and fell in love with Yingzhou.
Jian Gui will travel abroad in search of things. When the lawsuit is heard, the Ubu tent is not heard, and the guests are temporarily dressed in purple fur.
The public court is surrounded by green hills and mountains day and night, and I have nothing to do. Move the book or ask the people on the island,
When the battle is set up, call the bell and send the officials down. The career was first reported to Xiao Xiahou, and the middle-aged Jianhu was in Xizhou.
The floating clouds and flying birds forget each other, and they climb upstairs in the city.
Watching the morning dynasty with Geng Shiyi on the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, Sikong Shu
On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, we competed for the dynasty palace, and the rushing water seemed to be in the dark. Road dust and mist, riding fire to catch low stars.
The door rings with the Pisces key, and the car buzzes with the Baizi bell. The crown is in the green hall, and the halberds are all over the Tongting.
As you accumulate years, you will gain auspiciousness; if you take advantage of spring, you will save punishment. Chen Yuyu, the high official, was appointed by the Secretary Li Xian Yao.
After three cups of longevity wine, the flute and flute music stopped playing. The sun opens up things and brings light to all living beings.
The high mountains in Nanmo are green, and the east is green at dawn. Self-pity is a shameless Yangzi, and I will return to the Taixuan Sutra.