Song Yang Wanli
After crossing the sand head, there is a village gradually, the land is flat and the river is rich and warm.
The dark tide has reached no one's place, and only the water pole master knows the water mark.
Monks in Jixiang Temple ask for the name of the pavilion.
Song sushi
After a long time, it looks like a bonus.
Sitting on the banquet and looking at the pavilion, the color is empty.
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Songyang Changru
It's spring and summer, and the peony is blooming without flowers.
Xie Wanglizhi sent flowers.
Song Chen Shidao
After the rain, the mud and wind make dust, and the horseshoe declares.
South of the city lay people in love, sending famous flowers and spring flowers.
Wenying
Song Yang Wanli
After the rain, the mountains are clean and there are new sunny flowers.
Come through the rain and trees, and don't make any noise.
Therefore, if you want to stir up poetry, you should add friendship.
It is even greener when you are surprised and miserable.
Linjiang county has spent the Qingming March rain.
the Kingdom of Wei（220-265 A.D）
After the fine rain in March, the east wind reached the stream bank.
The painter's biography is no longer true.
Jun Qing is interested, but peaches and plums are immoral.
Leaning on the threshold, I want to talk, and I am full of flowers.
The nature museum is brand-new.
From now on, you are not alone in Luoyang.
One of two pictures of crossing the gorge.
Song chenyuyi
The new map of crossing the gorge has been handed down, or the boating fairy is in the gorge.
Zhu Tian's career must be yours. Lend me a Mao Zhai for ten years.
Body wind Cheng Yi
Wang Song Yifeng
After a long pavilion and a short pavilion, roads can be built everywhere.
When buying boats in the Ming Dynasty, plaques on both sides of the strait rattled.
Hostel reservation (two)
Famous song tour
But spring alone covers the door and drowns the sorrow. There are wine bottles.
Listening to the rain alone makes you feel more sad, but a sword still exists in the air.
Follow Li Guang when you fight tigers, and dance Liu Kun at night when you smell chickens.
All my life, my home country is in my arms, and my green hills are wet with tears.
Topic Li Ning lives in seclusion.
Tangjiadao
Living leisurely here, few neighbors come, and the overgrown path leads to the wilderness.
Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door.
Walking across this bridge, you can see the charming scenery of Ye Yuan, and the feet of clouds seem to be moving on the floating rocks.
Come back here for a while, and you will realize your promise in the quiet period.
Feng Tang liqiao
It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and bloom beautiful flowers in spring.
Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt.
Nancy, never hate.
Tang Wen Ting Yun
Never hate, hate to the ends of the earth.
The mountains and the moon don't know the heart, the water and the wind are empty,
Yun Lan swaying oblique.
moon
Tang Li Shangyin
After crossing the water and touching the ground, it is obvious that Tibetans have taken the tree far away.
The primary desire lacks emptiness and melancholy, and if it is round, there may not be love.
Early autumn on the pond
Tang Bai Juyi
The lotus is green and uneven, and the pool is full of new autumn water.
The morning cool gives birth to the north sill, and the evening light gives birth to the east fence.
The cicada is lazy, and the dried willow is weak.
Pan is over twenty, so why worry?
Drinking alone
Tang Libai
If the spring grass is interested, Luo Sheng is in Tang Yin.
The east wind blows sorrow, and the white hair invades.
Persuade the lonely shadow alone, singing a song with fragrance on his face.
I don't know what Changsongji is, who is bleak?
Last month, I danced with stones, and my knees crossed the piano.
Beyond this pot, leisurely is not my heart.
Write out of inspiration
Tangjiadao
Sommer's solitary lamp, clouds accumulate several layers.
Since I pity ten, who wants to wait for three signatures?
Everyone can see the heart, said the master.
Sad autumn Qin plug grass, nostalgia for the ancient Han tomb.
The quiet cliffs in the city are high and there are many ice leaks.
After the sound of herons on the sand island, you will never be a monk in the stone temple again.
It is said that Lao Lu is there, and no one has said anything.
One of the two songs of Hutuo River
Tian Xiang, Wen Song
After crossing the Yangtze River, the number of cross flows is absolutely torrential.
Xiao Wang Maifan was in a hurry and looked back at Zhongtian with mixed feelings.