Reading ancient poetry with action

Water and fog are hidden outside the method, and everything always runs like water to the east. (1 1) bears, dragons and mountains and rivers are stormy (12). Also, wearing rainbow clothes and riding the wind (17), the mountains and rivers collapsed and destroyed? But let me, on my green slope, raise a white deer. Dongshimen (14), flying over Jinghu overnight (June). (2 1) An Neng (22) was an important official in the court. The holy chicken crowed in the sky, the monkey crowed in the blue waves, and then descended one after another in the clouds. My pillow and mat. The bright moon shone on my shadow, and the forest shook high. When I arrived at Yanhe River (7), I was suddenly surprised and long, and no one would suffer. A sincere face is the misty clouds I used to be in, and the clouds have faded or become visible. I moved, my soul flew, climbed five sacred peaks, and cast a shadow across China (4) Li Bai's Climbing Mount Tianmu in My Dream (1) (the work is called Biedonglu Zhu Gong). This is the way of human happiness, climbing the blue ladder. God of thunder and lightning (13). Half (10) saw the Sun Sea. At this point, it began to turn to the southeast, and the stream was pale with mist. A straight line goes to heaven, and its apex enters heaven: Li Bai (Tang), a sailing tourist, will talk about Japan (2), flowers seduce me, and rocks relax me. The day suddenly ended. So I say goodbye to you, and I don't know how long I will be away. The tiger plays the pipa and the phoenix dances (18). Yue (3) Tianmu, the gold and silver platform is reflected today (16). The roof (5) is 18000 feet. The dark clouds were darkened by the rain. My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue, venting in the deep pit of heaven. Like Ma Tian, rows of fairies are arranged. Xie Gong (8) stayed here today. The spiked shoes I wore were first used by Xie (9). Qingming (15) is boundless. A thousand twists and turns are uncertain. When I need you, ride to you, Dashan.