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Shengchazi
Shi Hong [Song Dynasty]
From the twelfth lunar month to Panzhou, the cold layer freezes.
Try the plum blossom, but don't break the south branch.
In a blink of an eye, it was dark with the clouds, and it was not hot in the red stove.
A faint bluebird, an old man fishing in the cold river snow.
2. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.
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Xue Jiang
Liu Zongyuan [Tang Dynasty]
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
3, a long drunk break, wake up an old man fishing in the cold river-snow.
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Qingjiang district
Yao Mian [Song Dynasty]
The peach blossoms on the shore fly swallows, and the spring water mandarin fish is fat.
Xilong is 100 feet wide, with vast smoke waves. At midnight, the moon will return.
A leaf boat shakes the sand, and the fish is drunk.
The wine in the depths of Populus davidiana woke up, and half a river tide fell like water.
The vast waves are cool in May, and a stream of red lotus roots smells of flowers.
Green flowers and green hats sing rain, and old trees are full of smoke.
The wild boats are on fire at night, and the wind is clear and the sea is wide.
No fish, no wine, and the bright moon lies at the bottom of the account.
Wan Li has a west wind temple, which is old in the south and north of the Yangtze River.
On both sides of the chic plane leaves, lonely semi-Sichuan reed flowers.
The mountains and rivers are green in the soft sound, and a little buy out the golden house.
Shamian Gull can't guess, and it's not Qingjiang Song.
The reed broke and the dead did not return, and the wave frost geese first flew.
I don't know how to change things from time to time, but also fold plum blossoms and go fishing in Los Angeles.
Surrounded by green hills, the song is clear. What time does Sha Ou start at the end of the day?
If you have been drunk for many years, you will rest, but when you wake up, an old man is fishing in the cold river-the snow party.
4. An old man was fishing on the cold river-the snow was full and withered, and several peaks matched each other. Whole poem:
Four scenic spots in the mountains
Lan Zhi [Ming Dynasty]
An old man was fishing on the cold river-the snow was full and withered, and several peaks set each other off.
Those who study in the mountains behind closed doors are lazier than Yuan An.
5, the old beard according to Lin Yue one by one, in an old man fishing in the cold river cast a pole-snow.
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The title of Zhang Zhenren's Miscellaneous Paintings is Peng Ge Zhong Fu.
Hu Yan [Ming Dynasty]
On the surface, the real person is rich in hills and valleys, and the changes in the pen end are many strange works.
Clear spring and white stone lock smoke clouds, while emerald Ya Dan reflects Jiangguo.
The exquisiteness of who opened the curtain is full of the brilliance of mountains and rivers.
I don't look at Xie Anshi in those days. Who would go looking for roses with wine?
The old beard went to an old man to fish by the cold river-Xue Yilin said.
In the mountains, the old man's door is deep and the waste is prosperous.
The sun brushed its feathers to help the mulberry trees shine, and Jiang Shangqing Mountain opened a painting screen.
I watched the floating clouds return to the island. I sat on the lonely moon for a long time.
Xianjia bridal chamber is dead at night, and the jade building is full of rosy clouds.
Bixian is a lonely phoenix in the window, and the wind and rain blow in the sky.
The valley is unpredictable in spring and bleak in the valley.
Myanmar is deep in water, and Feng Wei has been famous for thousands of years.
Partridges are silent and thunderstorms are urgent, and Hunan, Hubei and Jinse are wet.
Looking back at the Twelve Peaks in Wushan, people cry when bamboo sticks sing.
The milky way flies autumn frost overnight, and the old trees are depressed and the autumn leaves are yellow.
Who can see it when it's dry? The machine has rotted berries and moss.
The branches of the pear tree are heavily pressed on Qing Zi, and the lotus leaves are purple.
Where did a pair of wrens come from? Their white heads sparkled in autumn water.
The apple blossoms are swaying in the water, and the carp on the river is blowing, and the smell is fragrant.
To catch new bass, we recommend a fragrant raft. When you are a feast, don't count five mackerel.
Zilan has too many sticks and sticks, and sticks and sticks are as many as thorns.
The poet's poems are unsustainable, and the Dongting is full of microwaves at dusk.
At the age of 20, Hanshan was full of snow, and the unique plum blossoms were brilliant.
Chu Shi's words in the West Lake are novel, and the thin shadow on the moon is very good.
The real person swam from the old world and suddenly saw a new picture.
The hurricane is gone forever, and there is wind everywhere.
Real people tell good stories, and only by knowing fairies can they not be born.
Fairy rock waits for it, and it pays off, and the fog pavilion and cloud window have a long dream.
The brocade robe was given to the Golden Gate guest, asking me to write poems for heroic deeds.
Rub your eyes and write new songs, and a phoenix tree will die in autumn.