Wutongye's poems

Poetry under the buttonwood tree

Under the buttonwood tree in the hall, the shade is all over the floor.

A few leaves fall with the wind, and several mountains add branches and leaves.

Common things are hard to commit, so there is no need to live in seclusion.

The new cool is in the book, and I can sign it after the field.

Under the buttonwood tree, wheatgrass also retired.

When you get old, you will get sick, and the wind and rain will send you clear autumn.

When the birds come home late, the sound of insects gradually closes.

The cool dusk rustles and blows into the sadness of the night.

Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground.

It was raining on the plane leaves in the middle of the night, and the leaves were leaving.

Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. A slow voice

Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground. The Everlasting Regret

Indus is really unwilling to wither, and a few leaves are still audible in the wind.

"Plant conifers and cypresses in the east and trees in the left and right. Branches cover each other and leaves communicate with each other. " (Peacock flies southeast)

The golden wind is thin, and the leaves fall.

The wine is scattered and the grass is scattered, and the rest are alone in the phoenix tree.

Sunlight passes through the curtains and shadows surround the Indus River.

The branches and leaves of the male martial arts spread for the rest of my life, and two pairs of mandarin ducks and waterfowl died together.

"The Book of Songs is elegant" Volume 1: "Fengming, in Gorkon." Indus is born and rises in the morning. "

There are eight poems in Du Fu's Autumn Xing: "Sweet rice pecks at parrot grains, and old phoenix perches on green trees."

When Bai Juyi first entered the gorge, he thought: "The phoenix is content with Wu, and the diving fish likes algae."

Lu You's To Deng Zhihong: "I am ashamed that I am not a buttonwood tree, but I am glad that the sun shines."

I'll see you in three years.

The year before last was suitable for you to enjoy the cool, and I saw your autumn rain.

Last autumn rain, I returned from Guangling.

Go to Zhongshan this year and never return.

Don't sigh when you leave, the host is also a guest.

Laying the bed leisurely, the night rain is bleak.

Fold the branches of the phoenix tree and send you a thousand miles.

You won't know if you are healthy until you come back. Don't forget this situation.

Qin Guan sent a book to Liu Wuwei yesterday.

Seeing tears, I put my clothes under the buttonwood tree.

Seven-stop plane tree

Lush green leaves are far away, and the autumn wind is driven by broad leaves.

Phoenix has long since disappeared, still dreaming yesterday's dream.