In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds.
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain.
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance. Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.
Don't sing yellow chickens with white hair, the stream in front of the door can still move westward.
It is difficult to combine the joy of the past with the joy of the past. I sing with my white hair and blue hair. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
The Millennium is frost.
Egrets fall in autumn water and fly like frost alone.
When I was young, I didn't know the bright moon in the sky, so I called it Bai Yupan.
Don't be idle, a teenager will live in vain.
Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.
On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine.
Steal a pear for three cents and borrow a plum blossom for a soul.
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.