(The Book of Songs? Guan Yu) 2. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers last forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope") 3. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.
(Wang Wei's "Awkward") 4. The mountains cover the day, and the Yellow River flows people. (Wang Zhihuan's "In the Lodge of Herons") 5. Say goodbye to the Yellow River and stay in Braque Mountain.
(Mulan Ci) 6. Mountains and rivers shed endless tears, who said that heaven and earth are wide? (Xia Wanchun's Different Clouds) 7. Suspected that the Milky Way had fallen for nine days.
(Li Bai's Looking at Lushan Waterfall) 8. The reeds on the ground are very short, just when the puffer fish wants to go up. (Su Shi's Hui Chong) 9. The Yellow River, far from the white clouds, is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain; (Wang Zhihuan's Liangzhou Ci) 10. Three, the east of Wan Li is a sea of people, 5 thousand meters into the sky.
(Lu You's Autumn Night Fence Door Love) Zhongjiang 1 in the poem. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. (Li Qingzhao's summer quatrains) 2. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.
(Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue) 3. Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright. (Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night) 4. Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old.
When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan? (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan") 5. Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring water heating duck prophet.
(Su Shi's Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong) 6. Say goodbye to the white emperor in the clouds and go back to Japan. (Li Bai's "Early Making Baidicheng") 7. Lonely sail overlooking the blue sky, I saw the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
(Li Bai's Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou) 8. On a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps by fishing and fire; (Zhang Ji's a night-mooring near maple bridge) 9. Wu, who spent the night by the cold and rainy river, sent a guest there. (Wang Changling's Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn) 10. It's a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and I meet you when the flowers fall.
(Du Fu's Meeting Li Guinian Downstream).
2. Poems with two characters of catalpa and culvert are red leaves, autumn flowers, green grass and spring waves.
Xin Qiji Nian Nujiao night wind blows rain, fights new lotus, and the sound is chaotic. Who put the incense in the mirror? The cloud is red and the lake is blue.
Birds fly across the sky, fish swim around, waves blow, and they are used to taking advantage of music seats. The heroic spirit sits on the audience and drinks thousands of stones.
If you think of the romantic life in Chu Shi, cranes will walk with people, and you will always be a flying fairy. It is the thatched cottage hedge today, and the pine and bamboo are not what they used to be.
I want to say that in those days, looking at the lake downstairs, the water clouds were wide and narrow. Don't ask if you are drunk.
Xin Qiji Magnolia slowly opened a business in Hanzhong and asked if this place was right. Want to point the sword at the Sanqin, the king proudly returned to the East after World War I..
After death, I can't see it now, and the mountains and rivers are full of tears. The setting sun does not break, and the west wind is empty.
Books are the teachers of emperors. Try to explore the west.
Leaving the banquet is more hasty, rushing to the road, worrying about the standard. When I look back, the geese fly over Zhenjiang in autumn.
Andrew's wheel has four corners, so it is difficult to reduce the waist. Han Yu's Five Poems in a Pot is blue in the sky, and only a few bottles of water are added to the shore.
Let's wait for the bright moon at night and see how many stars are swimming. Han Yufeng and Qian Qi's brother Cao Changpengchi planted lotus flowers in Jiangpu, and this is where he will live for the rest of his life.
When the leaves grow, the roots will also migrate. There are two fresh cuisines, and the wind and waves rub against each other.
But according to the master's knowledge, who said the basin was an angel? , Wang, Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu chanted Qiuju to show off the night, singing is ten steps.
Laugh at Huang Tian and shake the wind with Cui * *. Broken shadow culvert flow, fragrance connected across the bank.
Jin Qiaotu can be popular, but whose jade is it? Li Bai visited Nanyang Baishui to climb the stone, which stimulated him to go to Baishuiyuan. He was temporarily alienated from others.
The island is beautiful and the river is cold. Looking at the clouds on the sea, I swam leisurely with Sichuan fish.
When the sun sets in Long song, the moon will return to Tianlu. Liu Yuxi's Qiu Jiang Night Park is full of autumn colors, and the empty river culvert shines brightly.
There were thousands of sunsets and Hong Bin flew for the first time. See the flag in ancient times, and the dog is rare in a deserted village.
Go to be a guest and persuade them to stay together at night. Du Mu sits far away in the West Pavilion in autumn and evening, and the moonlight in Huachi is cool.
Books return to autumn, and wine wakes up at night. The dew is light and the wind is fragrant.
This beautiful scene The year before last, Qiu Lan got drunk in Hengtang. The plain sand in Bieshiquan, Li Shen is colorless at the bottom, and the bluestone undercurrent.
Slightly crossing the bamboo wind culvert, it is fine and loose, and the moon is light and bright. The autumn dew in Guining is added with spirit liquid, and the fragrant buds are fragrant.
It should be the Vatican Palace connected with the abode of fairies and immortals. The bath is awake now and the spring water is clear. On the 9th, Du Mu boarded Jiang Hanqi 'an Mountain, and the autumn shadow geese first flew, carrying a pot with them.
Laughter makes people laugh, when chrysanthemums are in full bloom. But I will get a reward for getting drunk on the festival, and I won't have to sigh when I get there.
Only in this way can Niu Shan know why tears stain clothes. In late autumn, Du Muqiu became pregnant with Maoshan Han Shi Caotang. Ten acres of Shan Ye is near Han Shi, and the village customs are old and familiar.
In front of the curtain, white mourning quiets Chun Yan, while the green mulberry leaves the late silkworm on the fence. Yunnuan picks tea to the north of Lingbei, and Yueming sells wine to the southwest.
Lingyang is full of thoughts in autumn, and mangroves are rustling over Bitan. In autumn, Han Shi Caotang in Huaimaoshan, Xu Hun is close to Han Shi in ten acres of Shan Ye, and the village customs have long enjoyed a good reputation.
In front of the curtain, white mourning quiets Chun Yan, while the green mulberry leaves the late silkworm on the fence. Yunnuan picks tea to the north of Lingbei, and Yueming sells wine to the southwest.
Lingyang is full of thoughts in autumn, and mangroves are rustling over Bitan. Li Shangyin's words let a pair of Mier Pingyang connect with Lan and spend their honeymoon in Vaughan Palace.
The pool light may be messy. At first, the sun's air was dry. But I feel that the wandering bees have spared the butterfly, and I am afraid that the lonely phoenix will remember to leave Lu' an.
Samsung rotates three mountains away, and Zifu is far and wide. Wen's "Moonlit Night on the Riverside" is blue and dark, and the drawing room suddenly becomes a green country.
Qinhuai is ruthless, and it is also spring in Jinling. Yang's II was heavy, but he ignored Hua Zhi and suspected Six Dragons.
Hundreds of sails are full of wind, and even the sky shows Jin Furong. Zhu Cui Ding Xing woke up, and the faucet chopped the waves and mourned.
Thousands of miles contain the soul of clear water, and thousands of branches break their noses and fragrant snow. Leak into the west sea, smell the chicken on the pillow.
Man xian wrote songs like words, and he was drunk. Smoke from cooking stoves is still fragrant in dreams.
There is Xiaoying in the deserted palace, who only flies to Xijiang. When Zhao Yifu entered the book in Qinyuan in spring and autumn, the arrow began to leak, and the fuming stove was not gray.
I wrote about drinking wine and pottery, thinking about Korean feelings, cooking at my desk, and simmering in Qin. Love is high in the sky, but there is no eye on earth. Mr. Gondo didn't fast.
Everyone laughed. It was a good way to pave the way, but it was useless. Forget that.
Wandering out of things. Alliance with seagulls and herons.
Like a glass box, light contains bullfighting, phoenix stage, and sound carries wind and thunder. Treasure mercury one yuan, ice title three words, floating name peace.
Peace, too, needs clay and jade carvings, except for business. Zhao Yifu asked me about the Spring Festival in Qinyuan, I will be old, I am fifty-three.
Like Mr. Beihai, he lived again and again, and he was a good boy and didn't participate. The official road is too high, and the world is like the sea. Ji Kang is even more unbearable.
In return, it is to retire from office to Yin. Yan Qian
As beautiful as blue. The new building faces south.
Look at the clouds, all kinds of gestures, the Yangtze River is boundless, and there is a blue sky culvert. Lizi Jiangyan, spring pepper soup and silver carp, a piece of spring breeze and semi-alcoholic wine.
Next to the diaphragm, the bright moon circulates in the air, and the light is full of cold pools. Zhao Yifu's spring smile in Qinyuan is not strange in his bones, and he is full of pride.
Chueh-hsin's class forgot the old steps, and a new member was added to Vimo's classroom. Better strong than old, there is no comparability in today's general wars.
Jianghu guest, Jia Daofu's poetry is thin. Turned purple and blue.
Water is transported from the north to the south. Happiness is lost, loose material can last for a long time, a hill is self-sufficient and everything is contained.
Fame and fortune, cream blind wealth, human dreams full. Know who is healthy, milk Shang Ling, drink chrysanthemum and tiger charcoal.
Xie Yi climbed the mountain on the 9th, leaning against the building in autumn and half a day. Confucianism is like practice.
Blue shadows contain clouds. Drunk to see dogwood will be healthy next year.
Qing Zun Xia Chrysanthemum is yellow and very shallow.
Look askance at Tao Qian's eyes. The operator of Xie Step is misty and rainy, and the color is very light.
Who took Bing's scissors and cut Wujiang in half? Hidden in a few black towels, kudzu vine contains soft wind.
Seeing that Chai Sang avoids vulgarity, his heart is far away. Xia Ni reduced the word Yulan Jiang Xiaohan.
Stir up ripples and paddle into the water. Pointing at the stream with a smile.
Man, old Xiong Wen and Cui Wei. Take a break.
Where is the return to Zhongzhou? Independent wind and smoke.
Xiangshui Wutai will always meet the sky. Gao Juan Jiang Yue * Niannu Jiao is full of beautiful rocks, flying over the platform and leaning against thousands of feet.
Qingqing curtain is cold, and there is no news of Fu Hongwa. The sound drawer gallery is empty, the incense path is ancient, and the dust becomes a relic.
The stone is loose, and the cloud is silent. Who is the most popular? It is lighter than raising an eyebrow, and the waist is a beautiful house, and it is colorless to smile.
Romantic and sad, Luo lost his way and returned to the boat. Song and dance destroyed, the country dumped people, and the grass buried the bones.
All the lakes are full of waves, and the sky in the distance is still beautiful. On the river in Wuyong, there are red winds everywhere, and there are boats around the lake, swaying slightly and beautiful.
Along the shore, autumn fragrance is cold, and it is also dismantled with the wind. Lotus is still comparable to the poet system, orchid is still a poet.
The most noteworthy thing is to draw a bridge west to avoid rain, which should be explored. In Xianfu Pengdao.
Pale Yu Pei, Qingcheng guest. Entrust the previous words to Hebo.
Han.