The wind is blowing, the moon is faint, and the husband who works is cold.
There are ten thousand volumes hidden in the belly of poetry and books, and there are no half of the money strings at the bedside. ?
Don't scare the yellow-tailed dog when going out, and don't interfere with the green flowerpot when climbing over the wall.
I will put on my clothes at night, pack up my ambitions and start over.
Li Jieren, an overnight guest in the sand nest by the well.
The rain at dusk falls in the village by the river, and the greenwood vendors only know it at night.
I'm glad you don't have to avoid each other. The world is now half a king.
Song of Meng Changjun Sima Guang
Don't you see that when Xue is in the right direction, three thousand heroes follow.
Every household in the city has no access to it, and the wine of scalpers is not good.
There are many people under the door, such as city dwellers and thieves.
Once the guests lose power, they have to enter the state of Qin.
Du Guanshan Song Zhanglei
The mountain is leisurely, and it is dangerous to drive on Qinguan Road.
Guan Guan couldn't sleep until the autumn cloud dawned again.
Meng tried to escape from peace, and it was not too fast to return to Qi in one day.
There is nothing I can do but scratch my head and stay at the hub when I am in power.
The Lord was speechless, looking up at the stars and looking at each other.
The wind is ringing and frightening. Duh, hey, raise three thousand people.
The next guest dares to offer sincerity and try to ring the morning for you.
The door was rolling before the crowd stopped.
In Ma Si, the wheels turn, and in bucket handle, the first half of the night is oblique.
If you want to follow the wind, you can't escape.
Meng tasted what a good scholar was and got a cock crow and a dog thief.
Poor hard work that day. For whom did you give up eating and sharing clothes?