Say goodbye to Baidi Caiyun and return to Jiangling one day.
Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait can't stop crying. The canoe has crossed the Chung Shan Man.
Two poems of Du Fu were frozen in the past.
It snowed ten feet in Chang 'an in Han Dynasty, and horses and cattle were as cold as hedgehogs. The ice in Wuxia of Chu River is in my arms.
The wail of the tiger and leopard is unforgettable. Qin Cheng's old Man Jing Yang is used to steam the old.
Xuanrong was too angry to let go, holding bai ling.
Last year, it snowed in the mountains in Bai Di, and this year, it snowed on the ground in Bai Di.
Cold scratches the skin, and the north wind benefits. Truman wears linen all day long, but Chutian Wan Li has no Jinghui.
I was afraid of breaking my foot, so I sent Jiang An home.
Du Fu's Two Harmonious Poems and After a Bitter Cold Trip
In the Southern Dynasties, there were countless witches and huts, but there were no snow feet in ancient times. The barbarian elders complained about the cold.
The Kunlun sky is going to freeze. The mysterious ape can't scream, and the stork's wings droop and bleed.
Ann's spring mud filled the cracks in the ground.
I came to Jiangmen late and lost a big tree. In the fierce wind, I blew down a white house at night. Mountain soldiers cut off Qinghai Rong.
Killing the south and moving to Kun axis is neither bitter nor cold.
Peter Cang returned to Xuan and learned.
Appreciation of Liu Yuxi's Nine Poems of Zhi Zhu (Ⅰ)
Spring grass grows at the head of Baidicheng,
Baiyanshan Mountain falls under Qingjiang River.
Southerners come up to sing a song,
Northerners feel homesick when they are unfamiliar.