Teachers, so preach, teach, and solve doubts.
A teacher need not be superior to the eldest son, and a disciple need not be inferior to the teacher.
-selected from (the teacher said)
Love is benevolence, propriety is righteousness, and it is the Tao.
It is enough to say that you don't need to wait for foreign things.
-Selected from (Original Road)
Responsibility is also focused on a week, and it is also lighter on others.
-Selected from (original destruction)
Lin has spirit, which is obvious.
-selected from (obtained)
A dragon's beard is full of gas.
-Selected from (Miscellaneous)
A thousand miles away, there are not many boles.
-selected from (Ma said)
Industry is good at diligence, leisure is good at leisure; Everything I have done has been destroyed by thought.
-Selected from (Advanced Learning Solutions)
Be a man like Duke Zhou and Confucius, and you can stop.
-Selected from (Violation)
In ancient times, intruders either took it from thieves or put it in warehouses.
-Excerpt from (Chapter 19 after the Prime Minister's Book)
All oceans are safe; Those disasters outside the famine relief paid tribute.
-selected from (the book of the premier in the second nine days after the restoration)
Once in a thousand years!
Therefore, those with high positions have more talents, and those with high positions have no honor.
-from (Yu Xiangyang book)
It's not my ambition to bow my head and beg for mercy.
-selected from (subject time and character book)
Only the business that makes the statement will go.
There is no lost way, no source, only my body.
—— Selected from (Answer to Li Yishu)
Everything sounds uneven.
-Selected from (Preface of Meng Dongye)
A gentleman who is out of date does it, and I do it.
-selected from (to send Li to Pangu)
In ancient times, Zhao Yan was famous for many people who lamented and lamented.
-selected from (sent to Dong Zhaoxu)
A gentleman is both civil and military, loyal and filial, a counselor for the country, and not private at home.
-selected from (preface to sending stones to Chu Shi)
Bole cross-industry north wing, Ma Kong.
-selected from (military sequence of sending a document to Heyang)
Yang Zhidao refused to pay a dime to benefit the world.
-selected from (biography of Wang Chengfu)
Sail out of the world.
Outside the four seas, within Liuhe, it is caressing.
-from (crocodile sacrifice)
Words are poor, and feelings can't end.
Being born with a shadow does not depend on my shape, and dying with a soul does not depend on my dreams.
-From (Sacrifice to Twelve Langwen)
Poverty is justice.
-selected from (epitaph of Liu Zihou)
liu zongyuan
Liuzhou sent a Zhangzhou secretariat, Ting, Feng and Lian.
On the tower at the end of this town, the wilderness began, and our desire reached as far as the ocean or the sky.
The hibiscus flowers beside the moat are swaying in the sudden wind, and the oblique rain is beating the vines on the wall.
We can't see anything beyond 300 miles, except vague Woods and mountains, and there are nine rivers winding in our stomachs.
* * * Come to Baiyue tattoo, don't even want a letter, let's keep in touch with home!
I have a question about the complete fall of fig leaves in Liuzhou.
The official feeling is full of sadness, and spring is half like autumn.
The mountain city is full of rain flowers and banyan leaves are full of warblers.
Don't set up a local Sect
Scattered souls are doubly gloomy and tears flow across the river.
I went to the countryside for six thousand miles and died for twelve years.
Guilin cloud is like ink, Dongting spring is like water.
Want to know the dream of lovesickness, I grew up in Jingmen.
Planting citrus trees in the northwest corner of Liuzhou city
200 oranges were planted by hand, and new leaves were everywhere in spring.
Fang Tong pitied Imperial Tree (2) and didn't learn from Limu slaves in Jingzhou.
How old are you? Who can pick out the real pearls?
If you are taught to sit still and wait until the day in the forest, you will taste as good as the old man.
Ceng Gong
The waves turned over the clouds and returned, and the north wind blew several thunder.
Zhu Lou is surrounded by hooks and thin foil, lying and watching the shower in Qian Shan.
Xiangzi has a forest mountain
Trying to move the map is futile.
People don't come back in autumn.
Stay alone in the mountains and get drunk.
Su Shi
Main lyrics
spiritual song
I like a flower, but I don't like a flower. Nobody cares if I fall from teaching. Leaving home by the roadside, heartless and considerate. It breaks my heart and makes me sleepy, but I want to open it. My dream is to go to Wan Li with the wind, find a place to go, and be awakened by the sound of warblers.
I don't hate this flower flying away. I hate the West Garden, which is difficult to compose. Where are the traces after the rain? A pool of duckweed is broken. Three points for spring scenery, two points for dust and one point for water. In detail, it's not flowers, it's tears.
Yongyule
Pengcheng spent the night in the Swallow House and dreamed of it because of this word.
The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Fish are jumping in the winding harbor, and dew is flowing in the round lotus, which is lonely and unknown. -like three drums, a leaf loud, dark dream cloud surprised. The night is boundless, and I feel nowhere to find it, so I can only wander around in the small garden.
Tired of tourists from the ends of the earth, I returned to my home in the mountains and looked at my hometown. Swallow house is empty, where is beauty? Swallows in the building are locked in the air. It's like a dream in ancient and modern times, only with old lovers and new grievances. The night view of Huang's home, I feel sorry for Yu Hao.
Man Jiang Hong
Jianghan comes from the west, with tall buildings and dark blue grapes. You bring your own things, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and Jinjiang is beautiful in spring. You are a relic of Nanshan, and I miss my home for the sword. I am not heartless about the scenery here.
Don't watch Biography of Jiang Biao any more. Crazy Chu Shi is really a pity. Kong Zhou is desolate for parrots and reeds. He didn't just laugh at the literati fighting for the bottom, but Cao Gong and Huang Zu were erratic. May you make immortal poems and chase the yellow crane.
Jiangchengzi
Ten years of life and death are endless. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window is dressing up.
No words care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears.
It is expected that the annual heartbroken place: moonlit night, short pine hill.
Dong Xian ge
When I was seven years old, I saw an old man in Meishan, surnamed Zhu. I forget his name. He is over 90 years old. He said that he and his teacher went to Meng Taste Palace, the master of Shu. One day, it was very hot. Master Shu and Mrs. Hua Rui were enjoying the cool on the Maha pool, and Zhu Ju still remembered it. Forty years later, Zhu has been dead for a long time, but people don't know the word, but remember the first two sentences. What is a fairy song? This is a ball of feet.
Jade bone, ice muscle, cool and sweat-free. The wind in the water temple is full of faint fragrance. Embroidered curtains are opened, and a little bright moon peeps people. People lie awake, leaning against pillows and lying on their temples.
I get up with my hands, and there is silence at home. Sometimes I see stars crossing the river. How about the evening? Late at night, jinbo faded and the jade rope turned low. But when the west wind comes, there is no way to change it secretly.
Xijiang month
In Huangzhou, I swim in the water on spring nights. After drinking in the restaurant, I got drunk. When I brought the moon to a creek bridge, I took off my saddle and had less rest. I realized that I was awake. There are many people in the mountains and the sound of running water is loud. I doubt that I am alive.
According to the wild, the waves are shallow and the clouds are lighter than the sky. The mud has not solved the pride of jade, and I want to get drunk. Unfortunately, a romantic stream can't crush Qiong Yao. Yangqiao lifted her saddle and pillow, and Du Yu cried at dawn.
Huanxisha
The rustling clothes and towels fall on jujube flowers, and the cars ring north and south of the village. Cow clothes and ancient willows sell cucumbers.
It's a long way to Xiu Yuan, and the sun is thirsty for tea, knocking at the door and asking the savage.
Ding Fengbo
On March 7th, it was raining on Hu Sha Road. The rain gear left first, and my colleagues were in a mess. I didn't know it was sunny, so I pretended to say this.
Don't listen to the leaves beating in the forest, why not sing and walk slowly? Bamboo straw sandals are lighter than horses, who is afraid? Misty rain lasts for a lifetime.
The cold spring breeze woke me up, and the weather was a little cold, but the hills tilted to meet me. Looking back at the bleak land, rain or shine.
Prelude to water melody
Chen Bing likes to drink in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he got drunk and wrote this article.
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask about Sky Wine. I don't know what year the palace in the sky is. I want to ride home in the wind, but I'm afraid it will be cold if the wind is too high. I dance to find out what my shadow looks like on the earth.
Turn to Zhuge, arrive at the wild lake, and don't sleep. There should be no hatred, everything is biased towards other times. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of ups and downs, which was difficult to complete in ancient times. I hope people live a long life.
Nian Nujiao Chibi missed the River of No Return, and the waves were exhausted, making him a romantic figure through the ages. To the west of his home base, humanity is the Red Cliff of Zhou Lang in the Three Kingdoms. Rocks are running in the air, the waves are lapping on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up. The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and heroes come forth in large numbers for a time.
Think back to Gong Jin, when Xiao Qiao just got married, he was handsome, holding a feather fan and wearing a black scarf. He was lost in the smoke, so he wandered in his hometown, smiling at me with enthusiasm, and was born very early. Life is like a dream, he is still alive for a month.
Huanxisha
You swim in Qingquan Temple, the temple is near Lanxi, and the stream flows west.
The blue buds in the mountain stream are short, and the sand road between pines is clean and mud-free.
Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't sing white-haired yellow chicken.
Jiangchengzi
The old man talks about teenagers, pulling yellow on the left and holding pale on the right.
Golden hair carves autumn, and a thousand rides roll Pingshan.
If you want to report the whole city to the prefect, you will see Sun Lang.
After drinking wine, my chest is still open and my temples are slightly frosted. What's the harm!
When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei?
Bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot Sirius.
Butterfly Hua Lian Spring Scene
Flowers wither and red apricots are small. When swallows fly, people walk around in the green water.
There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea.
Swing inside and outside the wall. The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs.
Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.
Huangzhou ding hui yuan bu operator residential
Hanging trees without a moon makes people quiet at first. When I see you alone, I see a lonely shadow.
Startled, looking back, no one was saved. Pick up all the cold branches and refuse to live, and the lonely sandbar is cold.
Famous sentences handed down from ancient times
Spring is divided into three parts, dust into two parts, and water into two parts.
Who left the stone screen with ink marks?
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
flux and reflux
A little awe-inspiring, a thousand miles fast.
In retrospect, I want to go back to that bleak place, where there is no rain or shine.
Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A misty rain will last a lifetime!
Pick up all the cold branches and refuse to live. Lonely sandbars are very cold.
Small catkins are blowing on the branches, and the grass in the sea is growing.
Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.
I have hated this body for a long time. When will I forget the camp?
Let me take a boat down the river and spend the rest of my life overseas.
Ten years of life and death. Never think. Never forget.
The river of no return is a romantic figure through the ages.
The end of the world is endless! Meet each other, but in a hurry
Want to send a thousand tears of acacia, but can't flow, Chu Jiangdong
Affectionate wind Wan Li swept away the tide and returned it mercilessly.
Needless to say, everything is empty, and it is a dream not to turn your head.
Today, it's fate to get drunk.
High sentiment has driven Xiaoyun empty, not a dream companion pear flower.
If you want to compare the West Lake with the West Lake, it is always appropriate to go into battle lightly.
I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only on this mountain.
Spring night is worth a thousand dollars, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy.
An all-consuming love butterfly flies, and Jiangshan is still a past tense.
When I was alive, I had rich grass and dew, and spent a lot of time behind me.
People are not ashamed when they are old, but they are ashamed when they are old.
Jiangshan so reluctant to return, Jiang Shen, of course.
People like Qiu Hong have faith and things like spring dreams.
Thousands of trees in the river head want to be dark in spring, and it is better to have oblique branches outside the bamboo.
Be brothers with you for the rest of your life, and there will be unfinished business in the afterlife.
Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring water warms the duck prophet.
I don't hate the narrow escape in the south, so I will travel wonderfully all my life!
Who embellishes the clouds and the moon, the sky and the sea will be clear.
The sky is low enough for storks, and the green hills are the Central Plains.
Lushan Mountain is misty and rainy, so don't hate it.
Hanging under the cloud, I came to the seaside happily.
A melancholy snow in Donglan makes life clearer.
There are many Han scholars in the jade room, and peach blossoms and flowing water are lost to Qin people.
I never get tired of reading old books, but I don't know myself until I read them carefully.
Can you chase youth in your dreams? Want to stammer a poem.
The black wind blows the sea, and the rain flies over Jiang Lai in eastern Zhejiang.
Dark clouds turn over ink and don't cover mountains, while white rain jumps over boats.
Water pillows can make mountains pitch, and wind and ships drift around the moon.
Su Xun
Two Poems of Uncle Yunhe's Tour in Rong Xiyuan
Author: Su Xun Times: Song Dynasty
Entering the Forbidden City in spring has a nostalgic and quiet feeling. When I came to Fangpu, I felt at home. Where green vines are loose, Zhu Mei and Zhu Hua are around. The guests are lazy and idle, and they have already become snakes. "xianggong" and a suicide note, to borrow five cars from Lang Jun.
Elegy of Aunt Yang
Author: Su Xun Times: Song Dynasty
The old man died for the party, and Lao Lin buried the cold moon. Everyone knows that the neighborhood is dusk, and it is difficult to lose people's hearts. A few years' dedication to life contains profound soil. When there is an inscription to record the sound of virtue, a thousand words can express the sadness and hatred, and the wailing will lead people to tears.
Answering Chen Gongmei's Four Poems
Author: Su Xun Times: Song Dynasty
Gongsun was exiled and herded sheep across the sea. He reluctantly listened to the words of the countryside and retired to the west to see Qin. He worked hard for a long time and didn't take care of himself. A gentleman must hide, and Confucius and Mencius travel.
Su Zhe
Er Yun and Zi Zhan invited Wang Mianchao to have a drink in the evening.
Author: Su Zhe years: Song Dynasty
Gongsun Zan, Jiao Jiao is not poor either, and Bai Juzi rushed to the snow for the Spring Festival. Suddenly, he got lost in tapiscia sinensis and mistook Yaotai for an old friend. I didn't feel muddy when I visited him. I was ashamed that wine was not alcohol. When I came back, I released a Leng Yue and taught my servant to guard against it.
The second rhyme is Mao Jun's poem "Seeing the Governor and Harmony".
Author: Su Zhe years: Song Dynasty
New poems are all over the city, and I can't make them up. One day, Wei Tiao saw two or three poems in Ling Du's poetry collection.
Watch Zhang Hou's two unique skills of selling peony flowers at once.
Author: Su Zhe years: Song Dynasty
The spring breeze is nowhere to be found, all the way to the peony in Nanyuan. If this flower is used up, this life should be the same as this flower. When spring comes, there will be an appointment in Nanyuan, and when the spring breeze runs out, there will be credit. When the green leaves turn into cloudy flowers, you must take the guests to your home.
Ouyang Xiu
Step on the sand
When the museum is destroyed, the bridge is thin.
The grass warms the sign.
Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water.
The nearest flower
How deep is the yard?
The willow piles up smoke, but the curtain is not heavy.
Yule carved a saddle and swam around the smelting place.
The building is too high to see Zhangtai Road.
Wind and rain raged in March.
It closes at dusk, and there is no plan to stay in spring.
Tears demand flowers and flowers to be silent.
Red flies over the swing.
Linjiang county
It's raining in the light thunder pool outside the willow, and the sound of rain drops and breaks the lotus.
Butterfly lovers (on Feng Yansi's "Treading the Magpie Branches")
Who knows that leisure has been abandoned for a long time, and every spring comes, melancholy remains. I often get sick and drink for a day, but I don't care if my face is thin in the mirror. Why do I have to ask new troubles every year? The independent bridge is full of sleeves, and Lin Ping returns to the new moon.
Yu Tingchun; Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth
I don't know how far the distance between you and me is, but it's bleak and a little boring. Drifting away, no books, where can I ask? In the middle of the night, the wind blows bamboo and knocks autumn rhyme, and Chiba is full of hate. So, I look for it in a single pillow, and the dream is neither a lamp nor an ember.
A butterfly in love with flowers
The courtyard is a little deep, with willows piled with smoke and few curtains. Yule carves a saddle and swims, but high-rise buildings don't see Zhangtai Road. March dusk is stormy, the door covers the dusk, and there is nothing left in spring. Tears ask flowers without words, and red flies over the swing.
Tasha shop
The waiting hall is full of plum blossoms, the bridges are thin with willows and the grass is warm and swaying. Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water. An inch of soft tears powder, the building is not close to the dangerous fence. Spring mountains are everywhere, and pedestrians are even outside the spring mountains.
Langtaosha
Drink to the east wind, and * * * leisurely, hanging to the east of Luocheng, always holding hands at that time, traveling all over the fragrant bushes. It's a pity that this year's flowers are better than last year's, but next year's flowers will be better, and we know who to share them with.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Where has he gone like a cloud these days? I forgot to come back. It's not the end of spring yet. Flowers eat cold food, whose tree is the car tied to? When Shuang Yan comes, will you meet strangers? Arouse catkin-like spring sorrow, nowhere to be found in Yiyi's dream.
Yujia, before the Spring Cup, intends to say the day of returning home. It's hard to swallow before spring comes. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. Don't renovate without a song. A song can teach you how to tie the knot. It's easy to say goodbye to Chunfeng before you see all the flowers in Luoyang.
Children's spring scenery is lazy, and the sky is high and the clouds are light. Wan Li, thousands of miles away, in February and March, people are sad. On Xiejiachi, on the riverside of Jiangyan, they sang and left their souls, just like rain and dusk, and they remembered the prince and grandson more particularly.
It's raining in Guangleichi outside Linjiang Xianchi, and the sound of rain drops lotus. There is a broken rainbow in the west corner of the building, and the place is dry and reclining, waiting for the moonlight to grow. Swallows come to peek at the painted building, the jade hook hangs the curtain, the waves are cool and the water is fine and the pillow is horizontal.
Irises whirled in the wind, willow smoke was deep, and snow swarms flew back and forth. After the rain, the light cold is still there, and the spring wine is gradually melancholy. Pingshan on the pillow side, surrounded by blue waves, covered with lanterns in green, facing the night sky. When you are lonely, you are embroidering, and the moon shines on pears.
The canoe picks mulberry seeds, which is good for the West Lake. Green water winds, grass grows and warblers fly, and music is everywhere. There was no wind, the water was slippery, and the ship rippled, making the sand birds fly ashore.
It is good to pick mulberry seeds in spring rain over the West Lake. Flowers are blooming, butterflies are buzzing, and flowers are warm in sunny days. Lan Rao painted a pavilion, suspected to be a fairy, reflecting the waves, the water is wide and the wind is high.
Pick mulberry seeds and love the West Lake all your life. He came to hug Zhu Lun, and he drifted with wealth for twenty years. When he came back, he was like a Liaodong crane, and the whole city was brand-new. Who knows the old master?
Ruan Langchun returned to Nanyuan for a half-day tour, and got wind of it in Ma Si. Childhood is like peas and willows and eyebrows, and butterflies fly for a long time, showing heavy dew and low smoke. People hang down their curtains, and the swings have no intention to undress, so they live in Shuang Yan.
Nan Gezi, wearing a golden mud ribbon and a jade palm comb with a dragon pattern, came to the window and smiled and helped each other, thrusting deeply. He did a pen for a long time, drew flowers, tried his hand, hindered the embroidery, and asked with a smile how the word Yuanyang came from.
Lin Jiangxian remembers the first song that Jin Luan sang together. The spring breeze is very prosperous all over the country. Now he is old and lonely, and he has lost Qujiang flowers for ten years. It is said that Lang Mountain leads to Yuen Long, and the building is very high, so you can't see your family. The lonely city is so leisurely and comfortable in the cold wind that it is inseparable, and mangroves are in the distance.