The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea. Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean. A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire. The bright moon is in the sky, and the horizon is * * At this time, Jiuling, where the sea floats to the sky, you disappear from the world on your fragile boat. Qi did not see how the water of the Yellow River went out of heaven and entered the ocean, never to return. Tang Libai and Sha Hai deepened with unfathomable ice and gloomy clouds. Don Cen Can sang "The Sea": Tom Chang's vague face gradually became clear. I want to say something, but I don't know where to start. Only by putting it in my heart, walking blankly by the sea, watching the ebb and flow of the tide, in vain, trying to remember every spray clearly, but trying to say that I love you was blown away by the wind. Looking back blankly, you are there. If the sea can call back the love I once had, let me wait for a lifetime. If you have feelings for the past, you will no longer miss it. Let it drift away with the wind. If the sea can, take away my sadness. All the tears that have flowed. My love ... please take them all away. Walking blankly and watching the tide come in vain, I want to remember every spray clearly, but I want to say that I love you, but it is blown away by the wind. Looking back, I was at a loss. You were there. If the sea can call back the love I once had, let me wait for a lifetime. If you have feelings for the past, you will no longer miss it. Let it drift away with the wind. All the tears that have flowed. My love ... please take them all away. If the sea can call back the love once, let me wait for a lifetime. If the past is affectionate and you no longer miss it, let it drift with the wind. If the sea can take away my sadness, it is like taking away every river. All the wounds and tears that have flowed. My love ... please take them all away.
2. Time to write about the sea: Wei and Jin Dynasties.
Author: Cao Cao
Works: Looking at the sea
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea.
The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected;
Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
Don Zhang Jiuling
There, the sea floats in the sky, and you disappear from the world on your fragile boat.
Don Qian Qi
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?
Tang Libai
The unfathomable ice in the sand sea, gloomy clouds and Wan Li condensation.
Don Cen Can
"The Sea" Singing: Tom Zhang
From that distant seaside, you slowly disappear,
The blurred face gradually became clear.
I want to say something, but I don't know where to start.
Can only be kept in my heart.
Walking on the beach blankly, watching the tide recede,
In vain, trying to remember every spray,
I wanted to say I love you, but I was blown away by the wind.
Looking back blankly, there you are.
If the sea can, call back once love.
Let me wait all my life.
If you have a deep attachment to the past, you will no longer miss it.
Let it drift away with the wind.
If the sea can, take away my sadness.
It's like taking every river.
All the hurt, all the tears.
my love ...
Please take it all away.
Walking on the beach blankly, watching the tide recede,
In vain, trying to remember every spray,
I wanted to say I love you, but I was blown away by the wind.
Looking back blankly, there you are.
If the sea can, call back once love.
Let me wait all my life.
If you have a deep attachment to the past, you will no longer miss it.
Let it drift away with the wind.
If the sea can, take away my sadness.
It's like taking every river.
All the hurt, all the tears.
my love ...
Please take it all away.
If the sea can, call back once love.
Let me wait all my life.
If you have a deep attachment to the past, you will no longer miss it.
Let it drift away with the wind.
If the sea can, take away my sadness.
It's like taking every river.
All the hurt, all the tears.
my love ...
Please take it all away.
3. Are there any lyrics or poems describing the sea? 1, the mountain covers the day, and the ocean drains the golden river. -Don Wang Zhihuan's "Dengque Building"
The brilliant sunset gradually disappeared in the mountains, and the majestic Yellow River rolled towards the endless ocean.
2. When will the Hundred Rivers enter the sea in the east and return to the west? -Tang Yuefu's "Long Songs"
When can a hundred rivers run to the sea and return to the west?
Sometimes I ride the wind and waves, raise my muddy sails and sail in the deep sea. -Don Li Bai, It's Hard to Go
Although there are many obstacles ahead, I firmly believe that the time will come. At that time, I will sail across the blue sea and blue sky.
4, even the sea level spring tide, the sea bright moon tide. -Zhang Song Xu Ruo's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"
In spring, the river tide is mighty, connected with the sea, and a bright moon rises from the sea, as if spewing out with the tide.
Jieshi looks at the sea from the east. The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea. -Han Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea"
Climb the high Jieshi Mountain and overlook the vast sea. How surging the water waves are, and the mountain island stands high in the water. There are clumps of trees on the mountain island.
6. There, the sea floats in the sky, and you disappear from the world on your fragile boat. -Tang Qian Qi's "Send Monks to Japan"
The ship is far away from the sea, as if floating in the sky.
7. Worship Qilu and look at the sea like a cup. -"Mount Tai" by Don Li Mengyang
Bowing down on the land of Qilu, the East China Sea is like a glass of water.
8. The sea rises and the moon rises, and the horizon at this time is * * *. -Don Zhang Jiuling's Looking Back at the Bright Moon
When I see the moon rising from the sea, I think friends and relatives far away should also see the same moonlight.
4. Are there any lyrics or poems describing the sea?
1. The moon is already at sea and over the horizon. Zhang Tang jiuling
2. There, the sea floated to the sky, and you disappeared from this world in your fragile boat Don Qian Qi.
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows down from the sky and into the ocean, never to return?
4. Sand sea is deepened by unfathomable ice, gloomy clouds, Wan Li Ning, Don Cen Can.
Look, how fast the Benma River runs to Xue Hai! And sand, from desert, yellow flies to heaven.
6. The blue sea is foggy, and the solitary sail is shining with white light!
There is a clear blue stream below, and golden sunshine shines on it ... sail.
7. Ah, the sea-how kind and lovely you are-Emily Dickinson's blue ocean.
8. Where there is water, mountains and islands are towering.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. Cao Cao's ocean view
5. Ask for a poem or song about the sea, Pushkin's To the Sea. Goodbye, free element! For the last time, your blue waves rolled in front of my eyes, and your proud beauty shone grandly.
Like a friend's melancholy whisper, like his farewell greeting, for the last time, I listened to your loud call and your gloomy vomiting. The country I yearn for wholeheartedly, the sea! How many times, on your shore, I wandered silently and confusedly, thinking hard about my long-cherished wish.
Ah, how I love your echo, your dumb voice, the song of the abyss, your serenity at dusk and your wayward temper! Under the protection of your moodiness, the fisherman's sail boldly glides between his teeth, but if you are surging and unable to overcome it, groups of fishing boats will be wiped out. Until now, I still can't leave this solidified stone shore that bothers me. I haven't embraced you warmly, sea! I didn't let the waves of my poetry go with your ridge! You are expecting and calling ... but I am bound, and my heart wants to break free in vain. Stronger feelings attracted me, so I stayed on the shore ... What is there to cherish? Now, where can I run on the open road? In your desolation, there is only one thing that may still excite my heart.
A cliff, a glorious tomb ... where all kinds of beautiful memories sink into cold dreams. Ah, Napoleon put them there. He was buried in misery.
Following him, another genius passed in front of us like a storm, ah, another master of our hearts. He went, making freedom with tears in his eyes! He left his laurel to the world.
Make a hullabaloo about, furious about the bad weather, oh, the sea! He used to be in song for you. He is shaped by your essence, the sea, he is the reflection of your image; He is as deep, powerful and gloomy as you, and as stubborn as you.
The world is empty ... Oh, ocean, where can you take me now? Everywhere, people's fate is the same: where there is happiness, there must be education or tyrants to protect it very closely. Goodbye, sea! I will never forget your spectacular beauty; I will listen to your rumbling in the dusk for a long time.
My heart is full of you. I will take your rocks, your bay, your light and shadow, and the chatter of your waves to the forest and the silent wasteland Pushkin. Goodbye to the sea, the element of freedom! For the last time, your blue waves rolled in front of my eyes, and your proud beauty shone grandly. Like a friend's melancholy whisper, like his farewell greeting, for the last time, I listened to your loud call and your gloomy vomiting.
The country I yearn for wholeheartedly, the sea! How many times, on your shore, I wandered silently and confusedly, thinking hard about my long-cherished wish. Ah, how I love your echo, your dumb voice, the song of the abyss, your serenity at dusk and your wayward temper! Under the protection of your moodiness, the fisherman's sail boldly glides between his teeth, but if you are surging and unable to overcome it, groups of fishing boats will be wiped out.
Until now, I still can't leave this solidified stone shore that bothers me. I haven't embraced you warmly, sea! I didn't let the waves of my poetry go with your ridge! You are expecting and calling ... but I am bound, and my heart wants to break free in vain. Stronger feelings attracted me, so I stayed on the shore ... what is there to cherish? Now, where can I run on the open road? In your desolation, there is only one thing that may still excite my heart. A cliff, a glorious tomb ... where all kinds of beautiful memories sink into cold dreams. Ah, Napoleon put them there.
He was buried in misery. Following him, another genius passed in front of us like a storm, ah, another master of our hearts.
He went, making freedom with tears in his eyes! He left his laurel to the world. Make a hullabaloo about, furious about the bad weather, oh, the sea! He used to be in song for you.
He is shaped by your essence, the sea, he is the reflection of your image; He is as deep, powerful and gloomy as you, and as stubborn as you. The world is empty ... Oh, ocean, where can you take me now? Everywhere, people's fate is the same: where there is happiness, there must be education or tyrants to protect it very closely.
Goodbye, sea! I will never forget your spectacular beauty; I will listen to your rumbling in the dusk for a long time. My heart is full of you. I will take your rocks, your bay, your light and shadow, your sound of the waves to the forest and the silent wasteland.
6. Poetry about the sea: The spring tide is in Lian Haiping, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide.
-Zhang's "Moonlit Night on a Spring River", the bright moon is like a mirror, and the sea clouds are like a palace. -Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Wharf" One day I will ride the wind and waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea.
-Li Bai's It's Hard to Go ... Night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. -Wang Wan's "The next berth on the North Fort Mountain" was once difficult for water, and it was amber forever.
-Yuan Zhen's "Lisi" Have you ever seen how the water of the Yellow River moves out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return? -Li Bai's Into the Wine 1. The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Zhang Tang, 902. There, the sea floats in the sky, and you disappear from the world on your fragile boat. Tang Qianqi 3. You can't see how the water of the Yellow River leaves heaven and enters the ocean, never to return. Tang Li Bai 4. The sand sea deepens with the unfathomable ice, and the clouds are bleak and condensed. Tang Censhen 5. You can't see the snowy seaside. The flat sand is endless and yellow. Tang Censhen 6. Blue. There is a clear blue stream below, and golden sunshine shines on it ... (Russian) Sail 7 of lermontov. Ah, the sea-how kind and loving you are-Emily Dickinson's Blue Ocean 8. What is water? Mountains and islands stand tall.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean. A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
Cao Cao's "Looking at the Sea" Time: Wei and Jin Author: Cao Cao's works: Looking at the sea to the east is Jieshi, so that we can see the sea. The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging. The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
Author: Shu Ting's works: To the sea (sunrise at sea) How many heroes are sincerely impressed by the sunrise at sea, how many poets are attracted by the sunset at sea, how many songs are sung on the cliffs, how many footprints are left on the beach day and night by the sea breeze, how many times the sails raised are secretly buried by the waves, and there have been curses, lamentations and praises. There used to be a brilliant sea-a changing life-a turbulent ocean. Where is the hole dug in childhood? Where are the traces of first love side by side? The sea, even if your waves can wash away your memories, there are still some shells scattered on the hillside, such as the stars on a summer night. Maybe the whirlpool blinks its dangerous eyes, or maybe the storm opens its greedy mouth. Although you have ruined countless innocent dreams in life, there are still some brave people who fly calmly like petrels in the storm and on the seaside night in the evening. The rocks with cold leaves are as cold as death. How lonely my shadow is from the coastal rocks, and how proud my heart is from dusk to midnight. Let you pretend to roar, let you be hypocritical and calm, and let you take away everything in the past-this world has both the pain of sinking and the awakening. From tomorrow on, I will be a happy person, feed horses, chop wood and travel around the world. From tomorrow on, I care about food and vegetables. I have a house, facing the sea, with spring flowers. Starting from tomorrow, I will write to every relative and tell them my happiness. The lightning of happiness tells me that I will tell everyone to give every river and mountain a warm name, stranger. I also wish you a bright future, all the best, all the best and peace in the world. I only wish to face the sea and warm bloom in spring. This is the last time you appeared in front of my eyes, rolling blue waves and shining beautiful light. Like a friend's melancholy complaint, like his parting call. I heard your sad voice and your calling voice for the last time.
You are the desire in my heart! I often wander around your shore silently and blankly, because of that secret wish, I feel distressed and heartbroken! How I love your echo, your gloomy tone, your deep voice, the silence of dusk and the capricious passion! Fishermen's docile sails, relying on your willful protection, fly bravely between the waves; But when you get out of control, a large group of ships will perish. I wanted to leave your lonely shore forever, congratulate you with carnival feelings, and let my poems run far along your waves, but I couldn't! You wait, you call … and I am bound; My inner struggle is completely futile: I was fascinated by a strong passion and left me on your shore ... what's so pathetic? Where is the carefree path I am going to run to now? In your desert, one thing shocked my heart.
This is a steep rock, a glorious tomb ... There, immersed in the cold sleep are some solemn memories; Napoleon died there. There, he was buried in suffering.
After him, like the sound of a storm, another genius flew away from us. He is another monarch in our mind. The singer who cried for the God of Freedom disappeared, and he left his laurel in the world.
Cloudy and noisy, stir up: Oh, the sea, he once sang about you. Your image is reflected in him, and he is shaping his growth with your spirit: just like you, he is dignified, deep and deep, and like you, nothing can make him submit.
The world is empty, ocean, where do you want me to take you? People's fate is the same everywhere: where there is happiness, there are already people guarding it: perhaps enlightened sages or tyrannical kings. Oh, goodbye, sea! I will never forget your solemn face, and I will listen to your thunder in a long, long dusk.
My heart is full of you. I want to take your cliff, your bay, your flash, your shadow and whispering waves into the forest and the silent desert.
7. The poem about the sea is 1. The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Go back, the road is blocked and long. Go back to it, it's in the middle of the water.
After a long time, the Millennium has not changed. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Walking back and forth from here, the road was blocked and jumped. Back and forth from there, they drowned in the water.
The dew hasn't touched yet. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Go back and forth from it, the road is blocked, that's right. Go back and forth from there and swim in the water.
(The Book of Songs)
Where there is water, there are mountains and islands.
(Cao Cao: < Looking at the sea))
3. White hair floating green water, red palm clear waves.
(Luo: Singing Goose)
4. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River.
(Li Bai: "Looking at Tianmen Mountain")
5. There is no road in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village.
(Lu You: "Tour Shanxi Village")
6. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun.
(Li Bai: "To Wang Lun")
7. The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River.
(Liu Yuxi: "Zhi Zhu Ci")
At sunrise, the flowers in the river are better than the fire. In spring, the river is as green as blue.
(Bai Juyi: "Recalling Jiangnan")
9. Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves softness.
(Yang Wanli: "Xiaochi")
10. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating.
(Su Shi: "On the Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong")
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(Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")
12. Old vines faint crows, small bridges flowing, old roads thin horses.
(Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si")
13. Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, and peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat.
(Zhang: "Yu Gezi")
14. Under the blue mountain, we meandered forward, and my boat and I followed the green water.
(Wang Wan's "The Mountain in the North")
15. The river is horizontal and willow green, and Langjiang sounds.
(Liu Yuxi's "Zhi Zhu Ci")
16. A sunset is spreading in the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.
(Bai Juyi: Mu Jiang Yin)
17. During the day, the order is as cool as water at night, lying and watching the morning glory and Vega.
(Du Mu: Autumn Night)
18. How many pedestrians shed tears when Yugutai fell into Qingjiang River?
(Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva Man, Book Jiangxi to Create a Mouth Wall")
19. It's nothing to cross Qian Fan. The oblique light is full of water.
(Wen Tingjun: "Recalling Jiangnan")
20. Look at the landscape of Dongting. There is a green snail in the silver plate.
(Liu Yuxi: "Looking at Dongting")
2 1. The wind comes and goes, and the lake looks like the sky under the lake.
(Su Shi: Drunk Book of Looking at the Lake Building on June 27th) 22. The bright moon on the sea was born in the spring tide.
At Helen's cabin.
Wang Zhihuan
The mountains hide the white sun, and the ocean drains the golden rivers, but you can broaden your horizons for 300 miles by walking up 24 flights of stairs. Jieshi looks at the sea in the east. The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging. The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
Journey to the sun and the moon, if you go out. Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
Fortunately, even if it is, the song is sung.
Cao Cao's view of the ocean.
That's all I have. Is that enough?
8. Poem about the sea-Wang Wan's "A berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain"
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
Qu yuan's "big move"
There is a sea in the east, and it is drowning.
Yuefu poem "Drinking Horses in Great Wall Cave"
Mulberry withered until the wind came, and the sea knew the taste of cold.
Yuan Zhen's Lisi
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.
Don? The lost title of Zen monk Yuan Lan
Fish jumping in the sea, birds flying in the sky.
Zhang's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide.
Li Bai's first song, It's Hard to Walk.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Thinking about the Distance"
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
Cao Cao's ocean view
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea.
Cao Zhi's Wild Oriole Tour
Tall trees are often hit by the wind, and the calm sea is also hit by the waves.
Li Shimin watches the sea in spring.
Lapel to see the sea, poetry to play in spring.
Qian Qi's Send Monks to Japan
Tianhai floated up again, and the boat sailed to the edge of the distance; Beyond the mundane, you will naturally feel the light of Fa Zhou.
One of Wang Wan's berths at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
The sea level rises, the night continues, and the old year melts in freshness.
Wang Zhihuan is at Luniao Mountain Villa.
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.
Yuefu Poems and Western Zhou Qu Edited by Guo Maoqian.
The curtain is so high, rippling like sea water, empty and generally dark green. If the sea is as long as a dream, then you are sad and I am sad.
He cheng's junshan
Zeng Youfang saw Magu outside and said that Junshan had not existed since ancient times.
It used to be a stone on the top of Kunlun Mountain, and the sea breeze blew down Dongting Lake.
Zhu's "Nine Acura Songs"
The sea in Sangtian is so rich that foam lanterns dare to feel sorry for themselves.
The Yangtze River in Wen Tianxiang
I swam downwind in Beihai for a few days and came back from the head of the Yangtze River.
Li Shangyin's Chang 'e
The shadow of mica screen candle is deep, the Yangtze River gradually falls, and the stars sink.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
Sixteen Poems of Bai Juyi's Little Tao Qian Style
I don't want to go, the sea is blocked.
Bai Juyi's Answering Micro
You wrote my poems all over the temple wall, and I wrote your sentences all over the screen.
When I met you, I knew where it was, in the ocean of two duckweeds.
Song Sushi's Linjiang Fairy
Since then, this ship has passed away, and Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life.
Wang Tang Zhihuan's "Dengque Building"
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.
9. What are the poems about the sea? The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. -Wang Zhihuan's "Dengque Building"
The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west? -Yuefu poem "Long Songs"
Sometimes I ride the wind and waves, raise my muddy sails and sail in the deep sea. -Li Bai, "It's hard to go"
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide. -Zhang's "Moonlit Night on a Spring River"
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. -Wang Wei's March on the Fortress
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea. The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea. -Cao Cao's Looking at the Sea
Tianhai floated up again, and the boat sailed to the edge of the distance; Beyond the mundane, you will naturally feel the light of Fa Zhou. -Qian Qi's "Send Monks to Japan"
Bowing without Qilu, looking east at the sea like a cup. -Mount Tai in Li Mengyang
After all, the world is just a small place. -"Farewell to Du Shu"
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
The sea rises and the moon rises, and the horizon is * * * at this time. -Zhang Jiuling's Looking Back at the Bright Moon
When there is no wind at sea, the waves are calm -Bai Juyi's Painting Screen on the Sea
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns? -Li Bai's "Into the Wine"
Look, how fast the Benma River runs to Xue Hai! And sand, from the desert, yellow flies to heaven. -Cen Can's Song of Running the Horse River bid farewell to Feng, the general of the Western Expedition.
The mouth is thin and the stone is thin, and the heart looks at the sea. -Han Yu's Jingwei Reclamation
Look at the sea, the door is facing the tide in Zhejiang. -Song Wenzhi Lingyin Temple
The vast East China Sea is choppy, and the moonlight on the horizon meets again. -Huang Zunxian's "On the night of August 15, the Pacific Ocean is under the moon"
Hope to adopt
10. Sea Poems of Heron House-Wang Zhihuan
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.
By going up one flight of stairs, look further.
Looking forward to the past full moon-Zhang Jiuling
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
I feel that the autumn night will dawn and the hedge door will meet the cold-Lu You.
3. East of Wan Li River flows into the sea, reaching a height of 5,000 meters.
The adherents wept in the dust and looked south to Julian Waghann for another year.
A berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain-Wang Wan
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
On both sides of the tidal flat, there is no wind to stir my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
Long Song Line-Han Yuefu
In the green garden, sunflowers are exposed to the sun.
Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.
I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come and the leaves of Kunhuanghua will wither.
A hundred rivers go east to the sea, when will they return to the west?
A lazy youth, a lousy age.
See the boundless ocean
Cao Cao
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea.
The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
Journey to the sun and the moon, if you go out.
Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
Fortunately, even! Sing with ambition.