Poems by Teng Wangge
Wang Teng Linjiang Zhu, Ming Luan went dancing; Draw a building facing Nanpu cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills at dusk;
The shadow of the idle cloud pool is long, and things change for stars and move several degrees in autumn; Where is the emperor in the pavilion today? The Yangtze River flows freely outside the sill!
Shengquanyan
Riding on a lapel stone pedal, the spring water is listed. The sky is blue and the mountains are smoky, and the pine sounds are wild.
Shadows float outside the leaves, but before the fragrance falls. In Xingcha Tang Lin, it's getting late, and the heavy rocks raise the evening smoke.
Taoist viewpoint
Its view is prosperity, and Zhang Tianshi lives in it.
Cheese is divided into two parts, and the scale is booming. The green altar clears the laurel sill, and the Dan cave loosens its pivot.
Three mountains in Yuji, five mountains in a golden box. You can't get it, but you can't get it.
Sunny morning.
The mountains are open and the stone roads are dust-free. The white horse went to Gaotan, and Qingniu was really angry.
The heavy door faces the giant valley, and the multi-storey building wants to worship it. In other words, the promotion of this policy today is not to abandon it.
Youfanyu Sanjue Temple
The fragrant pavilion is covered with green, and the carved platform controls the purple cen. Ye Qishan has a dense diameter and deep flowers.
Luobo lives in the shadow of Zen, and Songmen listens to Sanskrit. I am eager to accompany you, and I am tired of it.
Farewell is like autumn farewell to Yao.
Send as much as you want, and how long it will take to ask alone. On the way of thousands of miles of frustration, lonely cold will destroy life, but a hundred years of body.
Thoughts are wandering and life is short. Go or stay, it will be another person in the dream.
Farewell to Hua Yao (Farewell to Yao Shenghua)
The bright moon sinks in Zhupu and the phoenix floats in Jinchuan. The balcony is near the shore and the continent is long.
Wandering thousands of miles, living for a hundred years. Tears are the only way, I am alone in the distance.
Mahang
Looking at the earth for a hundred years, Wan Li Road is tiring. Find the way high and low, and listen to the sound of the spring.
Only the leaves of the stream can be separated, but the flowers of the mountain can't tell the names. Where is the heart, the wind is sharp and the ape is clear.
Give master's book to Lu.
Don't hate the poor, but strive for self-improvement in the vacant room. Years in the city, the sound of the piano is sparse.
Incomplete thoracotomy, many violations. Dongyan is rich in pine and bamboo. Fortunately, it returned to that year.
Wei bingcao
Sign up for the wild age, don't be miserable. The floating smoke of Sichuan Ji converges, and the mountains are bright and shining.
The eagle wind withered the late leaves, and the cicada dew cried the autumn branches. The pavilion is far away and the clouds are far away.
Baixia Zhu Yi Tang Shao fu
The next post is poor, and the food year is long. Get to know each other early, but stay in your arms.
The night in Pulou is low, and the country road is isolated from the wind and smoke. How to get there? Chang 'an is near Japan.
Farewell to the viceroy and go to Shu for his post.
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel. [3]
Mid-spring suburb
East Garden weeping willow path, west weir falling flower Tianjin. Looking for March, the scenery is absolutely adjacent.
Birds fly to the village to wake up, fish play with educated youth. Chuqingshan's yard is noisy there.
Jiaoxing
Singing solo in the empty garden, spending spring at leisure. Eupatorium adenophorum invaded the diameter, and willow covered the long ditch.
Rain goes to flowers and wind goes to leaves. Mountain people do not hesitate to get drunk, fearing green and respecting the air.
Suburban gardens are the best.
Clouds admire spring, and pine and bamboo grow old. Breaking the mountain and painting obstacles, the county sliding shed piano.
The grass is all over Nanting River, and the north yard of bloom is deep. Living in a leisurely place, you can smoke as you like.
Guanfo temple
The lotus is strict, and the sacred toe of the pine cliff stays. The old gold trace is shallow and the land is long and sparse.
This is a sad day. Shadows are covered before they are removed. * * * she yuan, Russia regards the city as empty.
A mountain residence, giving gifts to Taoist Wang at night.
Jintan is sparsely populated, and there are many immortals in eastern Henan. The flowers are exposed at night, and the peaks are cloudy in Qing Ye.
Oblique photos move mountains and shadows, and there are essays back to the sand. The piano is waiting to be played, and the bamboo tree has been greeted.
The Eight Immortals Trail (there is also a Changli view in the south of the temple, and you can walk a few miles into the temple. The rock path is gentle and graceful, and you stick back)
Nai Yuan Xin Ba Zheng and Yan Song visited Nine Immortals. Help Luo peep at the fog, climb the forest and lean on the clouds.
Daibei bears a phoenix, and Liaoxi cranes ride a whirlwind. Finally, I hope to get rid of the dust net and know the sky with my wings.
Return to the suburbs in spring
Leisure and hey, take a staff member to Yanquan. The grass is green for the new belt, and the elm is green for the old money.
Fish beds invade the shore water, and birds travel into the mountains. Going to the mansion again, flowers and trees are full of spring fields.
Duijiu spring garden Zuo
Throw it under the mountain pavilion and carry the wine river beam. Narrow water and long mirrors, high flowers send fragrance.
Many songs are like songs, and butterflies dance. Drunk naturally, not just reading the light of the year.
Beware of the immortals in your sight.
The jade shelf is hidden, and the old traces of Jintan are lost. Take the flowers to Zixi, and step on Qingxi under the leaves.
The dew is still like milk, and the stone pulp is still like mud. Why climb a ladder when you can turn into feathers?
The Long History of Autumn Farewell Kings
It's not a long journey, but it's a hundred years long. Wait for the sun in the west and change the beam in the north.
The wild color cage is cold and foggy, and the mountain light gathers dusk smoke. In the end, it was hard to serve, and Wilder died.
Address forms with floating river banquet rhyme
Take a look at Yujing Road and stay at the reward desk. A week with nine immortals invades four beauties in an instant.
White clouds in Song Yin, Li Qingxi. How can you feel the sunset if you don't have the heart of the sea?
Far-off poems floating on the river.
The world is driven by the light of years, and Nakagawa is prosperous. Green hills are full of leaves and red flowers.
The sound of spring is very loud, and the stream is behind. Hong Ying looked at the bridge ahead. Looking at the spring, the river road is full of waves.
In spring, feasts and gardens rhyme with words.
The cold light in the emperor is exhausted, and the gods look forward to spring. Plum blossoms in England fall late, and willow spots surprise the first leaves.
Flowing water draws strange tricks, and clouds collapse and disperse fragrance. Qingzun is not empty. I'm glad to meet you for the time being.
Changliu
In the morning, you smoke a cigarette, and in the evening, you rest in Yun Guan. The evening breeze is clear and the valley is near, and the new moon shines in Wan Cheng.
The firewood in the suburbs sings back, and the golden fishing song returns. I didn't meet the guests, and because of this, I eased my sadness.
No, Xue Hua.
There are many difficult roads ahead, and only one person found his way in a hurry.
On the way of thousands of miles of frustration, lonely cold will destroy life, but a hundred years of body.
Thoughts are wandering and life is short.
Go or stay, it will be another person in the dream.
Say goodbye to Xue Hua.
The bright moon sinks in Zhupu, and the breeze floats in Jinchuan.
The balcony is near the shore and the continent is long.
Walk Wan Li Road and live for a hundred years.
Tears are the only way out. I still want to be alone.
Have a farewell dinner.
The guest's heart hangs on the road, and the wanderer is tired of the river. The park is quiet, and it's cold outside the window at night.
Don't hate the sound of the piano, the scenery is in joy. It is better to feel that mountains and rivers are far away and it is difficult to travel far.
Two songs of copper finch prostitute
( 1)
Jinfeng is adjacent to Tongquetai, and Zhanghe looks at Yecheng. The king is nowhere, and the terrace is like a lifetime.
The seats are uncontroversial and the songs are not tilted. Xiling is cold and loose. Who can understand what it's like to continue the frontier?
(2)
My concubine is a prostitute in the deep palace, and the city is closed for nine times. The king loves everything. Who are you singing and dancing for?
No more brocade, no more sewing. Looking at the high platform in the northwest, I shed tears to the pine trees.
Yiyang drought
Chi pretended to invade Xiao Yue and rushed to the waiting stars. The dangerous pavilion looks for Dan obstacles, and the beam is a green screen.
Shadows are lost in clouds and bees are lost in fog. After this surprise, empty mountains fly at night.
Jiaoan's early departure and Lv Si
Invade the stars and violate the night, and take the moon to quit. Re-injection of clear color, virtual rock to distinguish undercurrent.
The ape sang in the mountains, missed the dawn, and the fireflies dispersed the strong wind and fell. Old friends are far away, and mist is floating in the countryside.
Linjiang two poems
( 1)
Generally, it flows eastward and flies north. When I go home, I have to say goodbye. They are all tired tourists.
(2)
Go to the farewell road and return to Hanzhou. Under the leaves of the river, you should think about autumn in the old city.
Two Farewells between Jiang Ting and jathyapple
( 1)
The Yangtze River is far away from the waters south of Taba, and the mountains are continuous, as if embedded in the clouds in Saibei. On the autumn night in Jinting, no one sees tears leaving the group.
(2)
There is tangled smoke on the green steps, and the high moon shines on the south gate of Jiangting. Lonely from the pavilion, the mountains are cold at night.
Spend the night in Shenwan
Tianjin is facing a huge valley, and the village is in danger. The sound of the weir is silent, and the wind is deeper than the shadows of the trees.
Jiang Tong bowed at dusk, and the mountain girl adjusted her anvil at night. At this time, my hometown is far away, and I would rather know the wandering heart.
Pei was injured and lost her child.
The blue frost is early and truffles are late at night. The scattered beads are gone, and the incense pin is heavy.
Luwen leaves the grass, and the smoke shines on the flat forest. Cheese burns empty sigh, pity is full of gold.
Stay late in Fengzhou (one semester)
Baoji resigned from the old service, and the fairy phoenix passed through the ruins. Walking here is close to the city, and the green hills and the bright moon are in the head.
last month of spring
The guest's heart is tired for thousands of miles, and the spring is once. I also hurt the North Garden and saw the fallen flowers flying.
Lin Tang Huaiyou
Fang Ping painted spring grass, and Xianjue weaved the morning glow. Horushan Waterway, opposite the flying flowers.
Sitting on the mountain at night
Hold the piano and open the outdoor room, and bring wine to your lover. Don't be like a family in spring.
Chunzhuang
Lanyedao is in the mountains, and Liyuan is outside the city. I'm afraid of being quiet, and I can't feel the birds singing.
spring outing
The guest thinks endlessly, and the tears are doubled in spring. Today, under the flower tree, I can't feel the love of years.
Chunyuan
Two nights in the mountain spring and one garden in the spring. Still drunk for a thousand days, * * * for a hundred years.
Lin yin
Painting everywhere, flowers and willows meet in spring. Don't get drunk when you meet, and find someone who looks down on you.
Deng cheng Wang chun
The mountains and rivers are close, and the scenery is new at the beginning of the sunny day. There are flowers and willows all over the mountains and there is no Yichun.
Rejoice in another country
Make-up leaves return to smoke late, and flowers shine in spring. Border town gold, fellow villager.
Yexing
Wild smoke contains sunset, and mountains and moons shine on Lin Qiu. Will also be scattered in the middle to play the infantry piano.
Wang Ye in early spring.
The spring tide in the river is white, and the mountains are long and the water is clear. In a foreign land, flowers and willows are reflected in the pavilion.
In the mountains.
The sorrow of the Yangtze River has stagnated, and Wan Li's thoughts will return. The night is high and windy, and the mountains fly.
Looking at the suburbs in winter
The girlfriends are white, the pears are thin and the leaves are red. Gao Jiang's cold hope was exhausted, and he returned to see the sign of the tent.
Start flat and rest late.
Guan que Chang' an is near, and Jiangshan Shu Road is on credit. There is no place to go home.
Fufeng left Beijing to immerse herself in it during the day.
In the emperor, the golden stems go, and the pillars that help the wind come. The mountains and rivers have not gone, and the road is long.
Puan Yin Jian Beatty
Jianghan is infinitely deep and Liang Min is unattainable. When will the wanderer return in the mountains and rivers?
Jiuri
On the Double Ninth Festival, there are chrysanthemums when you open the door. I don't know how to deliver wine. If it's Tao Jia.
Qiu Jiang's Two Farewells
( 1)
Other places are early autumn, and Jiangting Yue Ming brings rivers.
I already feel that I have lost Sichuan, and I feel sorry for it. I saw Jin Shu hiding behind the boat.
(2)
Return to the boat and ride, facing each other in the south and north of the Yangtze River.
Who said that waves are just a piece of water, and mountains and rivers are two townships?
Two miscellaneous poems on a cold night with friends.
( 1)
The smoke in Beishan began to be boundless, and the frost in Nanjin was gray.
In autumn, there is no doubt about the guest's mind, starting at midnight.
(2)
The comprehensive building is open, and the autumn wind and bright moon shine in Jiang Lai.
The old friend gave a banquet because of love and turned a blind eye to each other.
Nine Days in Central Sichuan (Chronicle and Shao Dazhen, Nine Days in Central Sichuan)
On September 9th, I visited Wang Xiangtai, who took a seat in a farewell cup. Human feelings are tired and bitter in the south, and Hongyan is from the north.
On behalf of Dou Langzhongjiaren, Heyang Bridge answered Yao Zhongshe.
The cloak listens to the long river of birds, and the weaver girl in Tianjin is jealous from a distance. We know that autumn night brings tears, so we hold hands with Chunchao.
On the ninth day, I was pregnant with Yuanji.
In the suburbs of September, Ye Ping is covered with frost. Blue sky adds new flavor, and flowers dye different clothes.
September and autumn are rare, and thousands of miles of old friends are few. Today, outside Longshan, it's time to remember the old goose book.
Shanting night banquet
Guiyu is secluded, and the mountain pavilion is cool at night. The forest is cold and solemn.
The southern bamboo is dark, and the lotus turns over the shadow of the northern pool. Qingxing shows a unique aperture, and Duan Lin shows the first scene.
Wing style
Su Su is cool and beautiful, and my forest is clean. Drive away smoke and find a stream of households, and roll the fog out of the mountain.
There are no traces of the past and the future, and interests are like love. The sunset is quiet, and the sound is loose for you.
Jiangnan lane
Jiangnan lane, Wushan dream, rain clouds send each other several times.
In the spring, the Jade Boy Fairy didn't have time to see it.
Purple fog cigarettes are hard to hold, and the breeze and bright moon are far from acacia.
Acacia is far away, and the grass is green, for listening to phoenix songs.
Rohualuo
Falling flowers are lonely.
Green leaves reflected Dan calyx, followed Pei Jun back to the Golden Pavilion.
Shadow brush makeup order and hawksbill banquet, dogwood curtain in the ballroom.
Falling flowers fly into the curtain.
Spring is full, and spring people don't return.
Falling flowers, the atmosphere around tall trees.
Spring has been complicated, and spring people ignore it.
The pavilion is quiet and idle, and the red scarf is returned.
In the prime of life, it's hard to climb.
Try to swim in the fallen flowers in Fudan and stay in the fallen flowers at dusk.
I fell out of the garden with you, and a double fan appeared on the stage.
The autumn night is long.
The autumn night is long, never ending, the moon is bright and white, and the city is far away.
Looking from a distance, there is no beam in the Sichuan, the north wind is fragrant in the south, and the fragrance is fragrant in the blue.
Get out of the corridor and beat clothes for your autumn night.
Silly Luo is facing the Phoenix Emperor, and Harmony is a pair of mandarin ducks, and the anvil is adjusted to think about self-harm.
Thinking of self-mutilation, the recruiter Wan Li defended his hometown.
The crane leaves, and the Longmen road is long.
You are in the end of the world, cold clothes smell sweet.
Zaqu
Goddess Zhi Qiong, visiting Wen Jun.
The moth's eyebrows began to make an appointment and the sleeves began to smoke.
The song is full of rhyme and dance.
You recommend pillows to the balcony, and he wins in the clouds.
Muddy stream
Ling Ben Valley, low whip Nie Junqi. Jiang Tao is in danger of leaving the coast, and so is the peak.
The ship is in a hurry, and the rock is inclined to ride the shadow. The hookah cage is green, and the mountains shine on the cliff.
Wind-born apple leaves, hanging bamboo pond branches. Although the water is beautiful, who knows the song?
"Autumn Wandering Fairy" is presented to Taoist (Wang Luobin's poem, without the first four sentences)
Stone maps are divided into palace bells and hidden butterfly caves. Back to Dan's cave, back to the cliff.
The fog is thick and the golden stove is quiet, and the clouds are dark and the jade altar is empty. Wildflowers are always exposed, and mountain leaves sing the wind.
Lin Quanpeng is in the month, and poetry and wine are together. I met the chalcedony. Hong Fei is at your command.
Two outbound mountains (this title is Xuanwu Mountain Taoist Temple)
( 1)
There is no water source, but if there is someone in the mountain. Move the stone before driving the sheep, and the rabbit will throw the towel.
In late autumn, the cave is cold, and the rock is old and new. The peak of the mountain is obliquely connected with the wings of birds, and scales are stacked on it.
Stand tall for a thousand years, Yuan Gui six generations of spring. Captured clouds can be driven away today, and the sea itself becomes dust.
(2)
The purlin blows frost, and the first month is lost. Go back to sickle and green valley and fly to control green cen.
The rock is deep but the stove is not deep, and the stream destroys the stone canal. The palace is near the clouds, and the mountains and rivers are outside.
The jade altar perches at dusk, and the pearl cave bears autumn shadows. The rustling with vulgar shadows disturbed homesickness.
Who wants to travel, often hurts people.
Four songs by others.
( 1)
Long-term guests, especially old friends from different places. It's natural to cry. Who has the heart to look for dust?
(2)
There are many clouds in the mountains. See you off outside Nanpu and see what happens.
(3)
Although Gui Yan is not stationed, Lan Yan is lucky not to open. Enjoy the romantic scenery in the forest pond and wait for the arrival of the enemy.
(4)
It's not sunny in China, and the river is foggy. Guests are always afraid of others, so what is staying so long?
Give Li fourteen songs.
( 1)
Wild people think of Mao, while mountain people love bamboo forests. The piano is condescending, and the wind and moon are looking for it.
(2)
The path is suitable for grass, and the empty court never tires of flowers. Poetic life, fairy home I will be happy.
(3)
Bamboo scattered in three paths, flying flowers all around. Never in Yang Zi's house, no one from Shogen.
(4)
The wind feast tunes laurel trees and the moon diameter draws rattan cups. Straight into the garden, the study looks at dawn.
Huai county joint order
The guest has come from the secluded mountain and has to pay attention to the valley in the forest, but the haze is there. Thinking about solving problems, always praise mountains and rivers. God and Tao are transcendence, but traces are stagnation. So, this book has nothing to do with it.
Hecen has a strange way, and Linzhou is rich in immortals. Ziquan Shuzhu Liquid, Xuanyan Liedanpa.
I've always wanted to put on a dust net and climb on the cloud car. Love is extremely lonely. Phoenix wants to be exhausted.
This road is close to Peng Ying, which means it is only a bright spot in the market. Sitting idly and gloomily is empty on the river.
Sleepwalking fairy
Servant on the river, trace on the side. There is a pair of spirits in the middle of the night.
I climbed to the first place, but I crept back. Electric strategy drives the dragon lantern, and the smoke path is embarrassing.
Take the moon to wear a gold medal, even the stars will solve Joan Pei. It is easy to go back to Russia, but it is difficult to swim again.
Lonely and daydreaming, qi zhou has left the sea. Vulgarity is not my hometown, why not let the dust fly?
In March, Qushui banquet got the word "smoke"
When Peng Zeguan first went, Heyang Fu began to spread. Pastoral home, poetry and wine long banquet.
The column room peeks at the Dan cave, and the building overlooks the purple smoke. Go back to Jingen ferry and find the major.
The organ is tuned, and the dragons are full of immortals. Turquoise is very old. Vines don't remember the years.
Dense trees with double eaves once again hold dangerous springs. Kang Nanling, take the sand year Beichuan.
Yan Fu came to build the land, Xixi people were in front of you, the sunset was really interesting, and the dream was cool.
Three songs about missing friends on a cold night
( 1)
After a long separation, my face changed greatly. As soon as the yueqin came down, I missed it very much.
(2)
The clouds are thinking intermittently, and the moon is broken. How to say goodbye to old friends when geese fly west to Portugal?
(3)
Night after night, facing Cuishan and Cangjiang Qu. I miss you from afar. Qingzun blooms green.
Lotus picking song (Lotus picking Yuefu)
Picking lotus leaves, green water hibiscus clothes.
The autumn wind makes waves and geese fly.
The laurel tree grows under Longpu, and its skirt and wrist are gently splashing.
The flower ponds in Yu Ye are extremely flat, and the river is getting bitter.
Acacia is bitter, but the ceremony cannot stay.
The husband beyond the Great Wall has not returned, and it is dusk to pick lotus in Jiangnan.
Today is dusk, picking lotus.
Canal will be a prostitute.
Picking mulberry leaves in Lunan is not as good as picking lotus on the river.
Lotus compound leaf lotus, why do the leaves overlap?
Ye Cuiben is ashamed of his eyebrows, and his bonus is like cheeks.
Looking forward to leaving when the beauty is away.
Love flowers, love lotus roots.
So, where there is no love, new things come from China.
Don't borrow the Western Jin Dynasty to pay back, Beihai geese are ashamed to write late.
Lotus picking songs have a festival, and the lotus picking night has not rested.
Just as the mighty river prevailed, it was worthwhile to return the river last month.
Pei Huilian will meet Pu at night, and Wu Ji will be there.
* * * Ask a thousand miles to cross the mountain.