Colored poems about the rise and fall of a country

He and Xie looked at the secret pavilion and the dead wood.

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The people of Sri Lanka are gone, and the afterlife can be expected.

Every time I'm in Danqing, I see the same thing.

It's sad that bad dust can get in.

The ink is running out, Yan Yan won't move.

Old age makes old age, and a heart of stone is plated with bronze.

Look at this, I still do very little, and I haven't done my best.

The northern branch has decided on different magpies.

I couldn't say anything, and my chest fluctuated several times.

First, you can quit your job as a painter for your service.

Although it is a pity to hide the Olympics, it will be seen again after being smeared.

Xie Hou is a noble family, and he feels well-meaning.

This is just a language painter, and it is very similar.

You will be surprised at what you see when you make up the exhortation.

Read Mr. Weng Fang's poem about Nanbo.

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Chashan clothes are full of poems, so it's no wonder that the southern tour has been going on for a hundred years.

Wonderful articles are unremarkable, and leisurely words become magnificent.

Three spring flowers and willow leaves are cut, and the past dynasties have risen and fallen.

Du Li's problems are endless, while Mr. Wang's model is exhaustive.

The reason why Tang Hanlin painted Bai Mudan at Founder's home in Tonglu was to lead the county.

Year: Song Author: Fan Zhongyan

It is a great thing to control the rise and fall of chaos, but it is a pity that water calls for glory.

Where is the grand occasion of Kaiyuan today? There are also flowers from nishang.

Guojurong county

Year: Song Author: Fang Hui

Wang Qi Jinling House, Xianjia Qushan.

The ups and downs frequently return to the palm of your hand, and cold and sadness circulate with each other.

Snow is not in the pool, among the spring flowers and trees.

I have heard of the beauty of sheep, but no wine can break my sadness.

Falling flower Long song

Year: Song Author: Shao Yong

Hit with wine, the wine is stronger.

Flowers can be spent for ten days, and wine cannot be empty.

I still like dressing up, but I still pity wine.

Affectionate butterflies, fickle bees.

Reduce the walls. Add it to the red side of the path.

Falling into the depths of the courtyard, dotted with static curtains.

I'm afraid to follow the running water, but I'm still worried about marrying far away.

The current is still winding and the wind is gone.

After the messy spring, I left photos of the evening.

Although there is a pavilion, the porch is broken.

The sword holds the concubine, and the soldiers surround the stone.

Ma Wei is in love, and Jingu is anxious.

Cao Zhi resigned, and Wang Xiang's dream was over.

Looking down miserably, Bo said the number of five peaks.

Yan's grievances are still there, and the news of Britain is incomprehensible.

If moss can be bought, wicker thread can be sewn by itself.

I'm disappointed that you really want to kill me, and I feel sorry for the chemical industry.

Let teaching be brilliant, not a little calm.

Life sweeps the heart for patience, and the words are poor.

Exogenous incense selling bone marrow is a stunning hero.

Rencha returned to heaven and spared the world.

But when it comes to the past, it's hard to do it.

Thank you for coming, ups and downs together.

Those who are shallow in the sky are not worried at first.

beam

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Hao jun has never met before, and he has no honor for a day.

Wolongke is in Longzhong, and the noise is a ball.

Kyushu heroes fight for whips, and Huang Xing shines on the Central Plains at midnight.

You see, this generous and considerate man is the grandson of Shandong Gaodi.

Kurama Chibi, the old man, looks back at Zibeard River.

How many men can there be in the world? See what's in Yuan Lu.

Yongan was sent a letter crying, and God slapped Yonger.

Zhang Fuhan's flag rose on the Wei River, and the Shu soldiers returned in tears.

What is an eight-array diagram? Chang 'an can't see the official ceremony of the Han Dynasty.

The old man wargo boasted his plan, and Qiao Zhou and the mouse distinguished rise and fall.

Listen, Liang,

Dance for the king by clapping and dancing. Strive for poverty and fame,

Fame begins with death. At that time, children are the best,

Heroes don't count. Beam,

Sadness returns to sadness. Ancient and modern personnel are half like this,

Therefore, the concept of big stone is like a heritage. Pang Gong is careless,

What happened? I can't get it back.