An altar is low in the sky so that you can worship the clouds.
Accustomed to Xin Qing dance, Yan Luan is suspicious.
The sound of stepping on the air is still ringing, and the precious seal is not exposed.
Star embroidery is eternal, and it is suspected that Yao Men is in danger.
Occasionally, two poems are worrying.
It's good in the countryside, but it's urgent.
I'm ashamed that I went against my ambition.
There is no such thing as a glass of wine.
Poetry sends happiness, but emotion gives birth to sorrow.
Losing a crane is a tragedy.
After locking the crane for a long time, the new cage suddenly opened.
No beloved pool, deliberately out of the dust.
Drum wings leave a secluded masonry, and Ling Yunshang comes from Taiwan.
Accompanied by husband and wife, Xiandao is like a wanderer.
Ze, Guangrun also. -Shuo Wen
* * * Don't rub your hands with rice. -Book of Rites Quli
Zejiantou. -"The Book of Rites, Small Devices"
All kinds of sturdy utensils. -"The Panic of Copying Gong Ji"
Go with the flow. -"On Xun Gigi Lai"
Incense is mixed with gas. -"Li Sao"
Too much heat causes too much trouble. -Su Wen, meridian theory
Sewo has no luster. -"On the Collection of Collected Works of Yu Su"
Bright and shiny. -Song Luyou's Crossing Xiaogushan Dagushan
The roots are bright and shiny. -Song Shen Guo's "Meng Qian Bi Tan"
Benevolence and righteousness are not enough to make people happy, and propriety and music are not enough to hide their feelings. -Wang Anshi's Taikooli
Prime Minister Zhang Zailin Dongting
meng haoran
The autumn water rises and almost blends with the shore, mixing water and sky with the sky.
Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.
I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age.
Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.
Tiyueyanglou
Bai Juyi
The river under Yueyang is vast and boundless; Standing alone on the tall building, leaning against the railing.
In spring, the green color echoes the vegetation in Dongting Lake in the distance, and the rosy clouds echo the red waves in the lake in the evening. The red waves are close at hand and seem to be the capital Chang 'an.
The old ape on the shore stood on the tree and cried miserably, and the geese in the sky had a hard time flying over the boundless lake.
This place is magnificent and beautiful. It can only be painted as a barrier and hung in the lobby of your rich people for their appreciation.
Long song line/long song line
The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in the sun.
Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.
I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.
A hundred rivers go east to the sea, when will they return to the west?
A lazy youth, a lousy age.
Folding laurels makes Changsha nostalgic.
Lu Zhi
Looking at Yingzhou at dusk by the lake, Lu Heng is looking for poetry, Hunan is looking for spring, Zeguo is looking for orchids, and Tingzhou is looking for flowers. Who is evoking the soul, breaking the clouds in the sky, setting the dust in Huangling, the world has been one after another, and Changsha has been a poet several times.
The book of songs without clothes
Have I nothing to wear? Robe with my son.
Wang Yuxing, repair my spear and be an enemy of Zi!
Have I nothing to wear? Take your son.
Wang Yuxing, fix my spear and halberd [1] and work with his son!
Have I nothing to wear? Take your son.
Wang Yuxing, train my soldiers and walk with my son!
Pre-Qin Period (Zemen Brief)
Xi of zeman. Really promote my service.
Guizhou in the city. It really comforts my heart.
Lizemen
Wang Anshi
Lizemen is not in Russia yet, and the water is clear and the sand is clean.
Yao Zhang of Green Qiongzhou pays tribute to the poets who dare to ponder.
Zebei Book of Songs
There are two evils: Pu and He. If there is a beautiful person, what injury is it?
Sleep and do nothing, it's raining cats and dogs.
There are two evils: simplicity and honesty. There is a beautiful man, big and curly.
If you do nothing, the center will wander [1].
The evil of Peter Ze lies in the existence of Park Han. Beautiful, huge and elegant.
Sleeping, doing nothing, tossing and turning.
Hongyan Shijing
Hongyan flies in the air, swishing its wings.
The man left home for a long trip.
The poor are poor, widows and widowers are sad.
The swan goose flies in the air and gathers in the middle of the swamp.
The man built a wall with hard work and erected hundreds of walls.
Although it's hard, it's safe to study.
The wild geese are flying in the air, moaning and moaning.
But anyone who knows, knows that I am diligent in singing.
Only those Nits said I complained in my spare time.
The Book of Songs
Weed, cut down trees, cultivate land.
Thousands of farmers are ploughing land and sloping fields in lowlands.
But the master brought his eldest son, and the younger generation was present, and hired strong men and strong men, and the sound of rice was endless.
There's a relationship, there's a relationship, there's a relationship.
A little bit, and it's a load of nanmu.
100 The seed sowing field in the valley is full of vitality.
Others are tired of their excellent numbers, trillions, sisters.
For wine, it's a gift for ancestors.
There is a fragrance, which is the light of the country.
The fragrant Chili wine is like Granada, which keeps the old people healthy.
Not now, not this year, not this year, this will happen.
Nineteen anonymous ancient Chinese poems
Picking hibiscus by the river, Lanzeduo fragrant grass.
Who is eager to leave? Thinking far away.
Looking back at my hometown, it's a long way.
I am bent on leaving home and worried to death.
Yes, JIU Cao Cao
For Jiuge, it is normal for officials to call the door.
The king is wise, and the prime minister is honest and kind.
Salt and ceremony, the people do not dispute.
Three years of ploughing has nine years of storage, and the grain is abundant.
Gray wasn't loaded.
Rain is like this, a hundred grains are used.
However, he took a horse and used it to fertilize his land.
Duke Hou Bozi, male, loves the people and is quiet and cheerful.
A son has a father and a brother.
If you violate etiquette, you will be punished according to the severity.
There is no privacy on the road.
Empty, the winter festival continues.
People will die when they are very old.
Ende extends to vegetation and insects.
Tao Yuanming joined the army.
When you were young, you were entrusted with the piano book.
Being complacent by Brown is often illusory.
When the time comes, I will pick you up, and I will rest on the avenue.
I decided to wear a dressing gown, and I was temporarily separated from the garden.
When I am alone, I miss you.
I can't walk far. I climbed thousands of miles.
My eyes are tired and my mind is full of mountains and rivers.
Look at the clouds and shame the birds, but swim in the water.
I really wanted to at first, but who was caught?
Chat, move, and finally go back to work.
Yongzuo Shisi
Father is not an official, but his flesh and blood are still thin.
The couple are uneasy when they buy firewood.
Chen Ping, who has no property, returned to China.
Changqing returned to Chengdu, and the Great Wall stood tall.
The four sages were not great, but they left a strong legacy.
When it is not satisfied, worry is to fill the gap.
Heroes have a long history.
There are no wizards in the world, just left in the grass.
Younan Xie Ting Lingyun
In the evening, the sky is clear in Wan Li, and the clouds go to the west.
The dense forest is bright, and the far peak is hidden.
After a long sleep, the hotel overlooks the suburbs.
Eupatorium adenophorum was gradually swept away, and hibiscus started late.
I am not tired of youth, I have seen Zhu Ming move.
Feeling sad, the stars are gray.
The poison bait stops, and the decline is sudden.
When you die, wait for autumn water and rest on the old cliff of the scenic weir.
Who am I interested in and who is smart? Only feast on conscience.
Zeju
Lu you
Zeju only asks enough, and it's really like a fish.
I hate flies on weekdays, but I would like to be a crane in the next year.
The teeth are shaking but the potatoes are ripe, and the eyes are astringent but the book is supervised.
At this time, I should return to the absolute, and I have no intention of leaving the laity.