1. The sand in front of Huile Peak is like snow, and the moon outside the city is like frost. I don't know where to play the reed pipe, and I have to march all night to see my hometown. "Listening to the Flute in the City at Night" by Li Yi
2. Because of the infinite beauty of the cloud screen, the cold in Fengcheng is afraid of the spring night. Marry for no reason and get a golden son-in-law, but let him live up to the promise of early courtship. "Weiyou" by Li Shangyin
3. When the young man left home and his boss came back, his local pronunciation remained unchanged and his hair on his temples faded. Children who don't recognize each other laugh and ask where the guest is from. "Odd Book on Returning Home" by He Zhizhang
4. The dream of a bed of ice and silver cannot come true, the sky is as clear as water and the clouds are light at night. The sound of wild geese is far away from Xiaoxiang, and the moon shines brightly on the twelfth floor. "The Resentment of Yao Se" by Wen Tingyun
5. Concubine Yang died when Xuanzong returned to Ma, and the clouds and rain were unforgettable. After all, it is a matter of the Emperor Shengming, who is in Jingyang Palace Well? "Mawei Slope" by Zheng Wei
6. The white emperor's speech to the court is among the colorful clouds. A thousand miles of rivers and mountains are returned in one day. The apes on both sides of the bank can't stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains. "Down to Jiangling" by Li Bai
7. Weeds and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Lane. In the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people. "Wo Yi Xiang" Liu Yuxi
8. You come from your hometown, so you should know the things in your hometown. The next day, in front of the beautiful window, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed. "Miscellaneous Poems" by Wang Wei
9. An old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks descended from Yangzhou in March. The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. "Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling" by Li Bai
10. The broken halberd has fallen into the sand, but the iron has not been sold. Dongfeng refuses to go along with Zhou Lang, and Tongquechun locks Erqiao deeply. "Red Cliff" by Du Mu
11. The flying bridge is faintly separated by the wild smoke, and the fishing boats are on the west bank of the stone alum. The peach blossoms follow the flowing water all day long. Where is the hole beside the clear stream? "Peach Blossom Stream" by Zhang Xu
12. The window of Amu Qi in Yaochi is open, and the singing of yellow bamboo moves the earth in mourning. Eight horses can travel thirty thousand miles in a day. Why doesn't King Mu do it all over again? "Yaochi" Li Shangyin
13. The cold rain comes to Wu at night, and Chu Shangu is sent off in the morning. Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a heart filled with ice in a jade pot. "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower" by Wang Changling
14. It is a common sight in King Qi's house, and Cui Jiutang heard it several times in front of him. It is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and we meet you again when the flowers are falling. "The Year of Li Gui in the South of the Yangtze River" by Du Fu
15. Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during festive seasons. I know from afar that when my brothers climbed to a high place, there was only one less person planting dogwood trees. "Reminiscences of Shandong Brothers on September 9th" Wang Wei
16. Pingping was more than thirteen years old, and the cardamom sprouts were in early February. The spring breeze is ten miles away on Yangzhou Road, and it is not as good as rolling up the bead curtain. "Farewell·Part 1" Du Mu
17. The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, and the dawn stars are gradually sinking in the long river. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night. "Chang'e" by Li Shangyin
18. The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is covered with frost, and the river maples and fishing fires are facing melancholy. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight. "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" by Zhang Ji
19. Smoke cages, cold water, moon cages and sand, I moor in Qinhuai at night near a restaurant. The business girl does not know the hatred of the country's subjugation, but she still sings the flowers in the backyard across the river. "Boarding at Qinhuai" by Du Mu
20. The moon has passed over the trees in the Forbidden Gate Palace, and my charming eyes can only look at the egret's nest. The jade hairpin is pulled out at an angle by the shadow of the lamp, and the red flame is flicked away to save the moths. "Gift to Wife" Zhang Hu