A kind mother endured her inner sadness when her child was about to travel far away.
The first line sewed his clothes for fear that he would catch cold and that he wouldn't know.
When can we come back together? Mother's kindness and concern are really not ours.
A small heart can repay.
Reward Lotte and present Liu Yuxi's first meeting in Yangzhou.
I spent twenty-three years in the desolate places of Bashan and Chushui.
Missing an old friend, reciting Xiao Fu in vain, and returning home for a long time is not the past.
Next to the sunken ship, there is a passing Qian Fan, but before the diseased tree, there is a struggle in spring.
After listening to the poem you recited to me today, I can cheer up with this wine for the time being.
Liu Yuxi of Wuyi Lane
Suzaku Bridge is overgrown with weeds and wild flowers, and the sunset is at the corner of Wuyi Lane.
Swallows that once built their nests in the tall buildings of Wang and Xie nobles have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.
Bai Juyi, spring outing in Qiantang River
From the north of Gushan Temple to Jiating West, the spring water on the lake just overlaps with the dike and white clouds and is connected with the waves on the lake.
Several early orioles scrambled to fly to the sunny tree, and the new swallows were nesting with spring mud in their mouths.
Countless colorful spring flowers gradually fascinated people's eyes, and the shallow spring grass just covered the horseshoe.
I like the beautiful scenery in the east of the West Lake best. I haven't visited it enough, especially the white sand embankment under the green shade.
Jiang Xue Liu Zongyuan
There are no birds on all the mountains, and there are no people on all the paths.
On a lonely boat, an old man dressed in hemp fiber and hat was fishing alone on the cold river covered with heavy snow.
Li Siyuan Zhen
After experiencing the vastness of the sea, it will not be attracted by other waters.
After the lingering sex in Wushan, the scenery elsewhere is not called sex. ...
Walking among the flowers, I have no intention to look at bloom.
Partly because of Buddhist practice, partly because I can't forget you. ...
Li Ning lives in Jia Dao.
There are no neighbors nearby, everything is so leisurely and quiet, and a grassy path leads to an empty courtyard.
The moonlight is bright and all is silent. The birds perched on the trees by the pool. A monk in moonlight came to visit in the middle of the night and knocked on the door of this yard.
I didn't expect the master to be away. On the way back, the beautiful scenery of vilen was particularly striking when crossing the bridge. The night wind blows gently, and the clouds in the sky are fluttering with the wind, as if rocks are moving.
I'll just go back temporarily and come back later. I won't slip of the tongue and agree to retire.
Inlaid harp
Jinse, why do you have fifty strings? Every string and paragraph reminds people of the year of Huang Jinhua. My heart is like Zhuangzi, confused by butterfly dreams; It is also like watching the monarch cuckoo, pinning the desire for love on the bright moon in the sea. Jiao Ren's tears are all red and warm in Lantian, and good jade is visible. The feelings of joys and sorrows are not to be recalled today, but the carelessness of that year, which has long been puzzled!
Li Shangyin's Leyou Tomb
Near evening, I feel uncomfortable; Driving to Leyuan Scenic Area, I want to relieve my troubles.
Seeing the sunset is infinitely beautiful and golden; Buried by the coming night, the good times are short after all.
Be good and prosper Wen Tingyun early.
Early in the morning, the carriage bells jingled, and everyone who went out felt sorry for their hometown.
The rooster sings that the thatch is covered with moonlight, and the footprints of frost treaders are left on the slab bridge.
Mistletoe leaves fall all over the mountains, and bitter orange blossoms reflect the wall in the moonlight.
I miss my hometown. I dreamed of Ling Du last night. In spring, ducks and geese are everywhere in the pond.
Farewell to Du Mu
Good posture, light manners, only thirteen years old.
Like buttercup in early February.
Look at the beautiful young women in Shili Long Street in Yangzhou.
There is nothing like her rolling up bead curtains to sell makeup.
red wall
The broken painting halberd sank into the sediment and has not melted so far.
Pick it up and wash it, and you can still vaguely see the swords and shadows of history.
If the east wind doesn't come, how can Zhou Yu use the east wind to burn Cao Cao's 800 thousand water army and win a great victory?
When the building of the Bronze Pagoda was famous all over the world, Wu Dong beauties Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao may have locked the Bronze Pagoda and hated it.