Poetry describing flying birds

Wang Wei's Wangchuan Collection·Huazigang is full of birds, and the mountains are covered with autumn colors. Going up and down Huazigang, how melancholy it is.

Wang Wei's Wangchuan Collection·Mulan Chaiqiu Mountain Collection In the photo, the flying birds chase their former partners. The colorful greenery is clear, and the sunset is nowhere to be found.

Wang Wei walked to the high platform to send Li Shiliang and sent each other to the high platform. How far is the Sichuan Plain? At dusk, the birds return, and the pedestrians go without stopping.

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Gu Kuang Luoyang Street, two pieces of kopei, chasing the singing song, accompanied by Wang and Sun. The golden pills fell on the birds, and they were drunk in the brothel.

Chang Dang climbed to the stork tower and stood on the birds, high above the world. In the meantime, the sky surrounds the plains, and the river flows into the Broken Mountain.

Wei Luan climbed to the Qingju Terrace and meandered to the Qingju Terrace, stretching beyond the white clouds. He listened to the words of the sky and looked down at the backs of flying birds.