Lang Tao Sha Ling·The rain is gurgling outside the curtain
Author: Li Yu
The rain is gurgling outside the curtain, and the mood of spring is fading. Luo quilt cannot bear the cold at midnight. In the dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while.
Don’t lean on the railing when you are alone. There is no limit to the world. It is easy to say goodbye but difficult to see others. The flowing water and falling flowers are gone in spring, and it is heaven and earth.
Sleepwalking Tianmu chants and leaves farewell/Farewell to the Dukes of Donglu
The author is Li Bai Dynasty Tang Dynasty
Haike talks about Yingzhou, the smoke and waves are dim and it is difficult to find a letter;
The Yue people are talking about Tianmu, and the clouds and clouds may be visible.
Tianmu stretches the sky towards the sky, pulling out the five mountains to cover Chicheng.
The rooftop is 48,000 feet tall, so it tilts toward the southeast.
I want to dream of Wuyue, and fly across the Jinghu Lake in the moonlight overnight.
The moonlight on the lake shines on my shadow and sends me to Yanxi River.
Xie Gong’s residence is still there today, and the Lu River is rippling and the apes are singing.
Wearing Xie Gong's clogs, we climbed the Qingyun Ladder.
You can see the sea and the sun from half of the wall, and you can hear chickens in the sky.
Thousands of rocks have endless twists and turns, and the path is uncertain. The lost flowers leaning against the rocks are suddenly dim.
The roaring bears and dragons sing in Yinyan Spring, and the chestnut trees in the deep forest startle the top of the mountain.
The clouds are green as if it is raining, and the water is watery and smokey.
Thunderbolts struck, and hills collapsed.
The stone door of the cave opens suddenly.
The vast blue sky has no bottom, and the sun and moon shine on the gold and silver platform.
Ni is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the kings of clouds come and go one after another.
The tiger, the drum, the harp, the luan, come back to the car, and the immortals are lined up like hemp.
Suddenly, the soul palpitates and the soul moves, and suddenly starts to sigh.
Only when I sleep on my pillow, I lose the ever-present haze.
The same is true for pleasure in the world. Since ancient times, everything has flowed eastwards.
When will you return after leaving? Let's put the white deer among the green cliffs. You must ride to visit famous mountains as soon as possible.
An Neng's ability to bend his eyebrows and bend his waist to serve the powerful makes me unhappy!