It's a drop in the ocean to send a mayfly into the earth. Mourn a moment in my life and admire the infinity of the Yangtze River.
However, the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains are audible to the ears and visible to the eyes.
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, heavy makeup is always appropriate.
Viewed from the side, a whole range; Seen from the end, it is a single peak.
Pick up the furnace of creation and beat it with the axe of the article.
Books are expensive, thin and hard, but they can communicate with the spirit.
A tree stands out, and the wind may chase it; The top of the tall tree in the forest was blown off.
Fame and fortune, vain work, sighing in the gap, fire in the stone, dreaming in the body.
Because of the poet's meaning, he pleaded sarcastically.
Who has seen you alone, Vaguely Lonely Hongying?
I was shocked, but looking back, no one woke up with hatred and refused to live in the cold branches. Lonely sandbars are very cold.
The waves beat against the coast and rolled up thousands of piles of snow.
East wind in Xu Lai, the water is quiet.
Life is like a dream, a statue returns to the moon.
A drop in the ocean, a moment to mourn my life.
Looking back at the bleak land, rain or shine.
Yes, a piano, a pot of wine and a cloud.
Being above the rivers and lakes, my heart is under Wei Que.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely
The dragon hates that this body is not mine. When did he forget the barracks?
Poor Beihu Wu Xingshou, can't bear to smell it all night.
I have never seen a word of my friends and relatives in my life, nor have I answered a book with them. I'm glad I survived!
I don't hate the narrow escape in the south, so I will travel wonderfully all my life!
Ten years of life and death are boundless, and I won't forget it if I don't think about it.
If there is love in the sky, it will be old.
Once love begins, it will never end.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, the desolation of nowhere to talk.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
No words care for each other, only a thousand tears.
It is expected that the heartbroken place will be broken every year, and the moonlit night will be short and rambling.
Life and death are rich, and each other becomes happy, holding your hand and growing old together.
Beautiful as a garden in spring, with eyes like morning light.
There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea.
Eternal hatred becomes a river.
There are thousands of tears in the air to send you virginity.
Plain noodles are often too pink, and red lips do not fade when washing makeup. High feelings have vanished, not with pear flower dreams.
Out of date, only Chaoyun can know me; Playing the same old tune alone, I miss you every time it rains.
Bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot Sirius.
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.
In the afternoon, snow foam and milk flowers float, and try spring vegetables with the tender buds of chrysanthemum morifolium. Human taste is pure happiness.
I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep at night, so I lit candles and put on red makeup.
300 lychees a day, I will grow up to be a Lingnan person without hesitation.
Be brothers with you forever, and then have an afterlife.
Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Not all Su Shi's poems, but there are words, sentences and others. I picked all the poems and sentences in Endless Su Shi.
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