Author: Zhang Ji
Birds fly, touch the net and catch tall trees. You fly under Artemisia,
Don't trap yourself again. Millet storage, grain in the field. Young bird's nest, hope its mother will come back.
Tang introduced
Author: Li Bai
The Yellow Emperor collected the copper from Shoushan Mountain, cast the Baoding under Jingshan Mountain, and refined the elixir. The elixir was successful, and the Yellow Emperor and the Lapras Feixianguan in the harem entered the fairyland.
Dansha turned into gold and rode a dragonfly to Taiqing's house.
Worrying about the clouds and thinking about the sea is embarrassing, and the palace girls are like flowers.
Lingzixia, drifting in the waves, jumped into the car with the wind.
I would like to fly to the top of the Yellow Emperor's riding, and wander in the blue sky with the company of the Yellow Emperor. That kind of fun must be said.
Dinghu Lake is quiet with flowing water. Xuanyuan went with a bow and a sword, and the ancients preached and taught and stayed there.
The harem is full of flowers, and she flies without returning to smoke, riding a dragon to heaven and reaching the sky.
Let Heaven know, smell Heaven, and grow up in Yun He.
Carrying a jade girl, crossing the purple emperor, the purple emperor is a prescription for the white rabbit, and it will disappear the day after tomorrow.
Looking down at the Queen Mother in Yaochi, the moth eyebrows rustle like autumn frost.
More verses are as follows:
Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy.
Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, and sleep at the south window.
Butterflies fly like snow in the garden and mountains.
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
Flowers wither, flowers fly all over the sky, and red incense is pitiless.
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.
On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.
Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.
Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.
The sky is high and the clouds are light, looking at the flying geese in the south.
Suddenly came the news that the world had been dormant, and tears flew down and poured down.
But let Longcheng fly and don't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain!
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.