The flat forest is vast and smoky,
The cold mountain area is sad and melancholy.
The color enters the tall building,
Someone upstairs is in a hurry.
Jade steps stand empty,
It is urgent to stay at home.
Where is the return trip,
The pavilion is shorter than the pavilion. I only think about this for the time being, but I am just ignorant ... There are fake pavilions in the north of Gushan Temple and low clouds in the west.
In the autumn of the first half of Emei Mountain, the shadow entered the Pingqiang River. In the evening, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, but the four gentlemen did not see Yuzhou. -Li Bai's "Emei Mountain Moon Song" passed the Pingkang style and listened to the song slowly. Phoenix candle shines. The world is vast and flat, and I can't take a boat. Alas, it's finally finished. This is a poem with a flat and even character that I still remember. Editor Feng hopes to adopt it!