When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night?
Li Bai's "Song of Lushan Mountain" made the suggestion that Lu Xuzhou:
I am like a chariot catcher, singing phoenix songs and laughing at Kong Qiu.
Holding a green jade stick in his hand, he bid farewell to the famous Yellow Crane Tower early in the morning.
All five holy mountains, no distance, according to a constant habit in my life.
Wang Wei: Goodbye.
I got off the horse, poured you wine and asked where you were going and why.
You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life.
So please allow me to leave, don't ask me any questions, white clouds have no end there.
Liu Changqing: Look at Wang Nanzheng.
Facing the mist on the water, I still waved my hand and cried. Because the flying birds disappeared into space and crossed a desolate green hill.
But now, the long river, the lonely sail and the five lakes are shining with the light of spring in the sunset. Along an island full of duckweeds, will there be peace of communication?
Du Fu: Meeting Li Guinian Downstream.
In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times. Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.