2. I'm afraid that the boat can't be carried by two streams, and I'm worried.
3. The rain is high and white, and it is ploughed in the middle of the night.
4. There are plenty of water between the two, and the pulse is speechless.
5. I want to see that my reading head is white, and the apes across the stream are crying.
6. Go with Xiang Tian, and Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. It's full of rustic heat, and the back is burning with sunlight.
7. I live in Junnanhai, Beihai, so I can't thank you for sending a letter by geese.
8. we are both unhappy -- to the sky's end, we meet. We understand. What does acquaintance matter?.
9. The Tian family lost all their taxes, so they picked this up to satisfy their hunger. Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in agriculture and mulberry. Li Lu has three hundred stones, and he has surplus grain at the age of eight.
1. The Tian family has less leisure time, and people are twice as busy in May.
11. God has pity on the grass, and it is sunny on earth.
12. A glass of wine with peach, plum and spring breeze makes the river lake rain for ten years.
13. There are no idle fields in the four seas, but farmers still starve to death.
14. The new moon's qi transmits gold, while the cold light illuminates the iron clothes.
15. There's no one in the room, only the suckling grandchild. There are grandmothers who have not gone, and there are no skirts in and out.
16. Choose wild vegetables and roots to cook, and spin raw firewood and burn leaves.
17. Be angry and rush to the crown, lean on the railing and rest in the rain.
18, the Tao never dies, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
19, rice by turning the bucket to catch the green yellow, and adding a money is more fortunate.
2. Know yourself in the sea, and heaven remains our neighbourhood.
21. where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief.
22. There is a poor woman with a child on her back. The right hand grasps the ear and the left arm hangs in the basket. Listening to his caring words is sad to hear.
23. The father ploughed the original field, and the son? The mountain is barren. In June, the grain did not show, and the butler had repaired the warehouse.
24. I shall think of you in a floating cloud, so in the sunset think of me.
25. February Xinsi May Valley, who are you working hard for?
26. When is the spring flower and the autumn moon? How much is known about the past.
27. and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, tears begin to dry when the torch turns to ashes.