All ships in Bahe River are closed, and all seven thousand counties are closed.
Six palaces and five houses belong to the official slaughter, and the four seas and three rivers fish.
The bell rang on the second floor, and a bright moon filled Kun. (Author Wu Cheng'en)
One mountain, one water, one boat, one column and one inch hook. Sing a song and a pot of wine, and one person loses a river alone.
The trees are beautiful in February, and Zhao Yi is arrogant.
The third call aggravated his state affairs, and he gave his sincerity to two generations.
The empty countryside has never been peaceful in war. I am old, but there is no peace.
The mountains in May are still full of snow, only cold, and the grass can't see the grass.
The Six Classics are like the sun and the moon, hanging forever.
On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.
In August, the reeds are cold and the eyes are white.
In September, the Huns killed the border generals, and the Han army completely left Liaohe.
Early in the morning, the concubines on the 12 floor dressed up; Climb the tower and look forward to the king of kings.
Every family is buried at the door.
The name of the Millennium Festival is empty, but the inheritance of Ruth is gone.
Thousands of families are weeping willows, on your side.