Climb the mountain to see the sea.
Six bones cream, three mountains flow.
Fusang is half destroyed, and the sun is glorious.
Silver platforms and gold ones are like dreams.
Qin Huang and Wu Han turned a blind eye to each other.
From this point of view, immortal gods do not exist, only Qin Shihuang, Emperor Wudi and so on are immortal.
The sea is so deep and wide that it can't be filled with branches and stones at all, while turtles and crocodiles say it has nothing to do with it.
The tombs of Qin Shihuang and Emperor Wudi of the Han Dynasty have long since vanished. Even shepherds can climb at will, and grave robbers often come to dig for treasures. What can their souls do?
There is so much belligerence that Dinghu Dragonfly can take advantage of it.
Changgehang Wang Changling
In the wilderness, Hantai survived and wormwood roared.
Tie the horse to the poplar, but I am in my arms.
People in the same robe are old when they meet.
North of Hanjialing, south of Chang 'an Road.
There are dead roots under the tree, and there is a squirrel nest on the tree.
The descendants of Emperor Gao are exhausted, and no one will live for a thousand years.
Baoyu was found frequently, but the elves could do nothing.
Life needs life, and there is wine, Long song.
Cui showed his children three days' poems, two unique poems and Bai Juyi's reasons.
A mulberry arc was hung on the door of the bridal chamber, and Feng Chu was bathed in a perfume basin.
Just like being born for three days, the full moon of Chang 'e becomes a pearl.
Cherish Ken Baoyu and please princes.
Nongzhang's poems are full of wit, worrying about killing the childless old Deng You.
Crying Liu Shangshu's Two Dreams of Bai Juyi
The four seas are as famous as Bai and Liu, and they have to be prepared for a hundred years.
Poor and sick from leisure, died in front of the old man.
A glass of wine hero jun and Cao Cao, the article is slightly gentle and I know the mountain.
Hyun-ho died, but he should have gone down the river in a tiny place.
Today, I cried and said that I was lonely, and the bedroom door was full of tears.
I don't know what's the use of archery, but I'm afraid my lips will die and my teeth will wither.
I buried Baoyu in the poor spring, and I hung Sang Yu in the landscape.
The evening is not far from dusk, but have you seen it before?
South Chu Huai Gu Han Tao
Jiangnan has been flooded for a long time, so I came to empty pottery.
Look at zhanghua Palace. Artemisia annua is everywhere.
But when you see the tombs and valleys, you don't know what virtue and nobility are.
The soul entrusted the ancient wood, and Baoyu gave it to Gao Jiang.
Leaning against the sunny scenery, return to the boat with the waves in the evening.
At dusk, the blue clouds are thin and the lake is crisp in autumn.
The past is hard to ask.
Alone in Mizunokami, Hunan, Lisao has been heard for thousands of years.
Tihuqiu Temple Liu Changqing
Huqiu Temple is in the green forest, and Cuiwei Road is in the forest.
I looked up and saw the monk coming from the mountain, far away from the birds.
This peak is Baoyu, the tomb with only hills for thousands of years.
The sword-burying people scattered in the air, and the chiseled mountain dragon had gone.
Flowers are blooming, and the road turns to sunset.
The tiger roars on the cliff, the valley is cold, and the ape sings the cedar, pine and cypress at dusk.
Pei returned to the north building, very poor.
The sun shines in Qian Fan, and the crow returns to a thousand trees.
For now, if you are comfortable, you will have no external troubles.
The idle clouds in the courtyard are dark, and the dew is fragrant under the eaves.
For a long time, I have been fascinated by emptiness, mostly because of prosperity.
If you want to die forever, you can't make mistakes for the rest of your life.
Send Yang Yuan, Wei Nanhai and Cen Can.
Wei doesn't choose, Gaotang county has old relatives.
The balcony is full of gas, and the city is full of Jiao Ren.
The sea is dark and three mountains are raining, and the flowers are bright and five mountains are spring.
There are many treasures in this town, so don't get tired of poverty.
Ceng Bu, the head of the water diversion project.
Feng chai and Baoyu withered. Sad and disappointed, charming and resentful, drinking poison to quench thirst.
Also called by Ling Bo, Xiangjiang Jingu walked with him and wanted to meet him, Doby, his face and Lacrimosa.
Drunk people sleep and wake up in the morning with frozen heads, but it is hard to know when they are frightened and noisy.
Thinking about the defeat of the prisoners, I will complain.
Dan Bi pretended, and the door was driven away, trying to cut it.
Nanxiangzi Han Shizhong
People are geometric. Prosperity is always idle.
Since ancient times, heroes have dreamed of being officials.
Baoyu's wife and son are entangled in business. Old and weak.
Bones, pale waves, dry bone marrow.
Avoid mountains and Lin Hao, and you are insatiable. I'm afraid I'm obsessed with making mistakes