A poem that begins with memorizing words.

1. Go back and visit the blessed land and enjoy the morning. Poems by Li Shimin and Bing Da xingguo temple.

Looking back at Japan, I recognized flying cars in the clouds. Shuidiao song tou Li wo wa zhong

3. Go back to work, call Ding Dong when you get back to the road. Linjiang xianzi, vaguely cloud hug.

4. Looking back at Nanmo, who can't meet spring? Twenty-three horse poems

Look back at your wife, your livelihood will come to an end. Self-chanting

6. It is not difficult to go back to the mountains and turn to the sea, with no regrets. Remembering the past, he sent someone to the county seat to join the army.

7. Return to red makeup and blue mirror, with Yichuan green and May sunny. The voice is slow and the clothes are good.

8. Returning to Tudengniao Road is a magical power. 78 poems

9. The road back is wonderful, but the road before the dead wood rock is poor. 123 poems

10. Back to the village, ten rooms are poor. This village is cold and cold.

1 1. The geese return, the breeze is clear, the geese don't come, and there are countless songs. Moshan Xi mountain jiangweimu

12. I turned around and saw the waves falling from the sky, and the clouds on the cliff drifted carelessly one after another. fisherman

13. The sand will return to Yue Feng only when it is like snow, and the city will be like frost next month. Hear the night flute from the wall of the birthday box.

14. Looking back on Chang 'an Avenue, we will host a banquet for Bailiang. "Zhongshan Banquet" Li Shimin

15. Looking back at the sunset of the Three Gorges, you can catch up with the horizon. Jing Li's Biography of Huanxi Sand

16. Looking back at Chengque Road, there are clouds and green trees. Li Yan, title of sword gate

17. Back to the pond, the water overflowed and the old trees accumulated smoke. The treasure of autumn walks through Xu's garden

18. Late in the spring rain, I won the snowstorm in Shanxi. Langtaosha

19. Looking back at the carving place, the clouds are thousands of miles away. go hunting

20. The wind blows again, and the autumn grass is green. Nineteen ancient poems

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