Times and Yuan Dynasty
Author Wang Mian
Genre seven-character quatrains
original work
My Xiyan Lake (2) edge tree,
The blooming flowers were pale with ink.
Don't boast that the color is beautiful,
Leaving only fresh air full of dry air.
Note: In some textbooks:
Original: The first tree in Xiyan Lake, my home, has light ink marks. Don't praise the good color, as long as it is clear and full of dried Kun. The same meaning.
Annotation translation
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⑴ Momei: Plum blossoms with bright colors.
⑵ Xiyan Lake: a pool for washing pens and inkstones after writing and painting. Wang Xizhi has a legend that "the middle school books in the pool are all black". This is the allusion used here.
⑶ Light ink: Ink painting has several ink colors, such as light ink, thick ink and Jiao Mo. What is said here is that the plum blossoms are dotted with faint ink.
(4) Fresh air: fragrant smell.
5. Gan Kun: Heaven and Earth.
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Plum trees in Xiyan Lake near my home,
Flowers bloom, as if stained with a touch of ink.
I don't need others to praise how good the color is.
As long as you leave the fragrance of heaven and earth.
work center
This poem shows the author's lofty and contemptuous spirit.
works appreciation
This is a poem. Momei is a brightly colored plum blossom. Poets praise Mo Mei and Dont Ask For Help, just to leave a fragrance of virtue to the world. In fact, he used Mei as a metaphor to express his life attitude and noble sentiment.
The first two sentences, "The first tree in my family, Xiyan Lake, is blooming with faint ink marks", which directly describes Mo Mei. In the painting, the plum trees by the pond are in full bloom, and the plum blossoms are stained with a faint ink color. "West Wild Goose Lake" is the allusion of Wang Xizhi's "middle school books in the pool, and the water in the pool is all black". The poet has the same surname as Wang Xizhi, a calligrapher in Jin Dynasty, so he said "my home".
Three or four sentences praise Mo Mei's moral integrity. It is painted in light ink, although its appearance is not exquisite, it has a beautiful, noble and dignified, secluded and detached inner temperament; It doesn't want to attract people, please people and get people's praise with bright colors. It just wants to send out a fragrance and let it stay between heaven and earth. These two sentences are the poet's self-portrayal. Wang Mian grew up in a poor family, herding cattle during the day and studying hard under the ever-burning lamps of Buddhist temples at night. Finally, he learned a lot. He is good at poetry and painting, and he is versatile. However, he tried every time and didn't want to curry favor with the powerful, so he decided to gain fame and fortune, live in seclusion in Jiulishan, East Zhejiang, and draw rice for a living. The phrase "don't boast of his lewdness, just leave one breath to dry Kun" shows the poet's vulgar, independent and unrequited character.
This poem, titled Mo Mei, is intended to express one's ambition. The poet organically integrates painting style, poetic style and personality. Literally praising plum blossoms is actually appreciating the virtue of a person standing.
In this poem, a "light" and a "full" have their own personalities. On the one hand, the richness of Mo Mei and the image of the poet's pride are vividly on the paper; On the other hand, it makes people feel that the fragrance of calligraphy and plum blossoms seems to come to their faces. Thus, the "poetic style", "painting style" and personality are skillfully integrated.
Brief introduction of the author
Wang Mian
(1287~ 1359) A famous painter, poet and calligrapher at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, with seals of figures, namely, boiled shishan farmer, cowherd Weng, Huiji waishi, plum blossom master, Mr. Jiu Li, Jiangnan ancient guest, Jiangnan savage, Yinshan wild man, duckweed Zi Xuan, bamboo crown grass man, Mei Cuo and so on. Zhuji (now Zhejiang) people. Wang Mian is famous for painting plums, especially mume plums. Wang Mian's poems sympathize with people's sufferings, condemn powerful people, despise fame and wealth, and describe rural seclusion. Poems of Zhu Zhai consists of three volumes and two sequels. The surviving paintings are The Three Gentlemen's Map and The Meme Map. Can manage printing, make printing with flower milk stone, and seal cutting is wonderful.
2. Poem about Cang Ming 1: Tang Gu Kuang's "Appreciating Liu Xianggong";
Now that the world is at peace, what does "xianggong" mean by crazy life?
He looked around like a crane in a cage and called several times.
Second, Tang: Li Deyu's "Recalling the Old Tour of Jinmen to Send Dr. Shen from Jiangxi"
Looking east at Canghua Road, there are many things, so there is no reason for Bai Shou to meet more.
I have already fallen into the cold spring, and the end of the world is a pity.
Personnel have only been promoted for ten years, and the official tour has drifted over a thousand peaks.
Sijun sent Xishan medicine far away and went to red pine at the end of the year.
Third, Su Song shun Qin and Huai Shang met with the wind.
Please only * * * pity, Changfeng Wan Li to send home.
You have to worry about staying overnight, and you will be free when you blow into the blue sky.
Fourth, Zhang Song Xiaoxiang's "Nian Nujiao Crossing Dongting"
On the occasion of the Mid-Autumn Festival, there is not a breath of wind on the grass in Dongting Lake.
Jade boundary is 30 thousand hectares, give me a boat.
The moon is shining, the Milky Way is shining, both inside and outside.
The bright moon and the bright galaxy reflect their posture in this vast jade scene, and the water surface is bright and clear.
I want to miss Linghai for many years and shine alone.
Both liver and gallbladder are ice and snow. Short hair, small sleeves, cold, steady and wide.
Now, I am wearing cold hair and clothes, drifting quietly in this boundless pale sea.
I wonder what night it will be.
3. Zen Poetry In the history of China, scholars left many Zen poems. I personally like these poems about Zen:
1. Tiyigong Zen Room
Tang Meng Hao ran
The righteous practice Zen silence and become attached to the empty forest.
The outdoor peak is beautiful and the front steps are deep.
The setting sun is full of rain, the sky is gray and gloomy.
Look at the lotus net, and you will know that you are not stained.
2. Go through the probation temple and negotiate with Ren Shangshan Hospital.
Don
Hold a bamboo stick at dusk and wait for the tiger.
Urge guests to listen to the sound of mountains and go back to the house to chase water.
Wildflowers are blooming well, and valley birds are whispering.
Sitting in the open forest at night, the breeze is as straight as autumn.
Spend a summer in Qingliu Temple to have sex with Zen master.
Don
Longzhong to the elderly, Xu Bu visited the Zen Palace.
If you want to ask healthy qi, you can see the disease from a distance.
In the eyes of mountains and rivers, in the law of the world.
Don't blame the heat, can give birth to the wind.
4. Collection of Qinglongshan Tanbi Brothers Courtyard
Don Wang Changling
Originally a quiet place, bamboo forests led to seclusion.
There are mountains outside the eaves, and heaven and earth are born.
5. Buddhist retreat after the broken mountain temple
Tang changjian
On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.
A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
A thousand sounds have disappeared, and I only hear the bell.
6. Lindong An Baili
Tang Qiji
Tuas have a pocket rate, and the empty pool is full of white lotus.
Autumn wind and bright moon, in front of Ramadan cinema.
After the color is removed, the fragrance is very harmonious.
Who knows that there is no sex, and there is a kind heart.
7. Jiongji's occasional problems
Tangzhenggu
The past is long and sighing, how can it be disturbed by labor?
So the mountain never returns, and the tower climbs alone.
Listen to the deer in the autumn garden under the forest, sweep the leaves by the river and set the sun.
There are two peaks in the aftertaste, and I have seen the ice in Anxi Waterfall.
8. Shitan is a good place.
Minglizhi
Ten volumes are profound and eternal, and the spring breeze has a bosom friend.
In other words, watching the flowers bloom on the lake, people are self-sufficient
9. fahai temple visited Rengong.
Zheng Qing Banqiao
Trees are full of empty mountains and leaves are full of corridors, and robes are cool in the north wind.
I don't know how much autumn smells, so I rolled up the curtains and asked the sunset.
4. The poem describes the soldiers guarding the border of Liangzhou, saying (Tang) luminous glass of wine, and urges them to drink pipa immediately.
Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, there have been several wars in ancient times. Gu Congjun and Li Jie went up the mountain by day, raised their torches and looked up to the sky, and Huangmu drank horses at the boundary river.
The dark wind blew bursts of sounds, like the pipa of a princess in the Han Dynasty, full of hidden grievances. Camp in Wan Li without battlements until the thick sky joins the vast desert in the snow.
The sorrowful Hu Yanyan flew through the air, and HUS soldiers were all in tears. It is said that Yumenguan has blocked the road, so the soldiers can only follow the general around.
Every year we bury our bones in the desert and watch Pu Tao enter the Han family. From the army to the Wang Changling Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, the lonely city looks at Yumenguan.
Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned. Guan Shanyue Li Bai Mingyue rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.
This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive. The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away. Li Bai's snow in Tianshan Mountain in May is inserted in six songs, and there are no flowers but cold.
Spring can only be imagined in the flute "Folding Willow", but it has never been seen in reality. The soldiers fought the enemy in the golden drum during the day and slept in the saddle at night.
I hope that the sword hanging around my waist can quickly pacify the border and serve my country. Looking at the ancestor of Jimen chanting Yantai, the guests were frightened, the drums were loud, and the Han people would camp.
Snow covered the cold, cold brightness, and the frontier light shone on the flag. The fire on the battlefield, Hu Yue's mountains and clouds stand on the sea like the Great Wall.
Although young people don't like joining the army, I want to learn to volunteer for academic fame. Nine before going out (choose one). Du Fu takes bows as strength and arrows as length.
Shooters should shoot horses, and leaders should catch their leaders. There is a limit to killing people, and all countries have national boundaries.
As long as we can stop the enemy's invasion, is it possible to fight and kill more people? Early Autumn in Juncheng Yan Wu entered the Han Pass in autumn wind last night, and the moon was full of Xishan at the edge of the new moon.
Repeatedly ordered brave soldiers to chase the enemy and not let a horse escape from the battlefield. One night, I heard the flute on the wall of Shouxiang, and Li Yi returned to Yue Feng as sand as snow, and the moon outside the city as frost.
I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night. Lu Lun's second chapter (2) The forest was dark and the wind was blowing, so the general tried to shoot at night.
Dawn went to look for the arrow, which had gone deep into the edge of the stone. That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night.
I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives. People complain about Mr. Liu, the Jin River is restored, and Ma Ce's knife is around the DPRK.
In the late spring when it snows heavily, the Great Wall, a journey across the Yellow River and around Montenegro. Li He, the satrap of Yanmen, crushed the city with dark clouds, and the light spread to the sun.
In autumn, the horn sounded all over the sky, and the rouge stopped the night purple. The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy.
I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death. Chen Tao vowed to sweep the Xiongnu in Longxi, and 5,000 sable brocade mourned Chen Hu.
Poor bones by the river, I am still a dream girl. Cao Songze's country entered the war territory at the age of 20, and the people have no plans for happiness.
Please don't mention anything about Hou Feng, how many lives will be sacrificed for a person's success! Appreciation of Frontier Poems * On Meeting the Messenger of the Capital Author: Cen Can's hometown travels thousands of miles east, and the dragon bell with double sleeves cries.
I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe. It is human nature to meet an emissary on his way back to Beijing and ask him to take a message to his family, and not to think about him. But through the poet's expression, it deepened, and the end of the sentence made people feel as if it contained countless sorrows.
* Longxi Author: Chen Tao swears to sweep the Huns regardless of their health, and 5,000 minks mourn Chen Hu. Poor bones by the river, I am still a dream girl.
A brief analysis of this poem is an indictment of the misfortune brought by the war, and everyone feels sad after reading it! * On the tower of Youzhou Author: Where was the past before me? Chen Ziang, where is the next generation behind me? . Only the boundless universe, boundless, can't stop the tears full of sadness.
Note: Youzhoutai, also known as Yantai, is a Huang Jintai built by Yan Zhaowang to attract talents, so it is located in Daxing County, Beijing. In the first year of Long Live Wu Zetian (696), Qidan Li Zhongxin rebelled, and Wu Zetian ordered Wang You to lead an army crusade and went to the Northeast as an army staff officer.
Wu Youyi doesn't know anything about military affairs. Chen Ziang's protest was not only rejected, but condemned, so he went to Youzhou Taiwan to express his dissatisfaction. The whole poem is broad-minded, generous and sad, sometimes sad, sad about the past and present, and not artificial. Its conception, momentum, thoughts and feelings have been aroused by people for thousands of years.
* Guan Shanyue Author: Li Bai Mingyue hangs high in the sky and mountains, and the sea of clouds is boundless. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.
At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.
The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
Note: Guan Shanyue: The title of Yuefu's Song of Cross Blowing was adjusted. Deng Bai: Today there is a Deng Bai in the east of Datong.
Liu Bang, the Emperor Gaozu, led an army to fight against the Huns and was trapped for seven days. This poem briefly describes the scenery of the frontier fortress, the experience of the garrison soldiers, the pain of turning to the garrison soldiers and the homesickness of women.
The description at the beginning is for rendering, paving the way for the back, and the focus is on the feelings caused by the moon. * On listening to the flute at night while guarding the township wall Author: The sand was as snow before Yi Lee returned to Yuefeng, and the moon outside the city was as frost.
I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night. Note surrender city: In the twenty years of Zhenguan, Emperor Taizong personally accepted the surrender of a Turkic Ministry in Lingzhou, hence the name "surrender city".
However, there are different opinions about the location of this poem. Le Hui: County name, so the address is in the southwest of Lingwu County, Ningxia Hui Autonomous Region.
Lehuifeng: A mountain near Le Hui County. A brief analysis of this seven-line poem is a famous sentence that has been recited all the time.
Frost moon, reed flute and homesickness constitute a touching picture of homesickness. * Out of the Fortress Author: Wang Changling Pass, Long March people did not return.
If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan. Going out of the castle: an old topic of Yuefu's cross-cutting songs.
Longcheng: The Song version of Wang Anshi's Selected Poems of Tang Dynasty is about Lucheng. Longcheng, namely Lulongcheng.
Dragon City Flying General: refers to Li Guang, a famous Western Han Dynasty soldier. According to Li Hanguang's Biography, Li Guang was the right satrap of Beiping, and he was brave and good at fighting. The Huns called him "the flying general of the Han Dynasty". In the Tang Dynasty, Right Beiping was changed to Pingzhou, ruling Lulong, namely lulong county, Hebei Province.
Yinshan: It starts from Hetao in the west and reaches Xiaoxing 'anling in the east, spanning Inner Mongolia Autonomous Region. The Han Dynasty was a natural barrier to the north. This paper briefly analyzes the poet's typical environment of seizing the moon to take photos of the fortress. From the border war between Qin and Han Dynasties to the Tang Dynasty, he expressed his dissatisfaction with the court's failure to settle the border incident by remembering the famous soldiers in history.
The whole poem is sonorous in rhyme and momentum. * Liangzhou Qu Author: Wine luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately.
Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, there have been several wars in ancient times. The poem briefly analyzes the cruelty of the expedition, and also shows the optimistic and broad-minded spirit of inviting people to die, which makes people feel tragic, painful and self-deprecating * Liangzhou Ci Author: The Yellow River in Wang Zhihuan is far above the white clouds, and the lonely city is Wan Ren Mountain.
Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! Attention.
5. Regarding the poem of modesty, "It is vulgar for the world to write the poem of Mei. When you try to write an article, you will know that the preface doesn't match the latter. " This is the preface to Yongmei's poem "The Lonely Goose" by Li Qingzhao. It tells that the world wants to write a poem about Mei, and when it is written, it becomes vulgar. The author tries to write it, but only then does he realize that what he said before is not a lie.
My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder. -Tan Sitong's The Wall of Prison
Endure superficial fame and sing shallowly. -Liu Yong's "He Tianchong"
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow. -Li Bai's "Shu Yun, Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Building Farewell School Book"
There are many talented people all over the country, and their poems and popularity will last for hundreds of years. -Zhao Yi's On Poetry
There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky. -Liu Yuxi's autumn poems
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. -Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered. -Tao Yuanming's drinking (5)
6. Poems describing coloured glaze recall Jiangnan. Colored glaze removes dust and smoke. Who will pick the flowers first? The sound of nature gradually disappeared from the Tibetan scriptures, laughing that the glass would be beautiful.
With a flick of the finger, the teacher is rewarded for floating in the void without a place, as if it were glass. No matter who reaches the realm of poetry, Zen has gone beyond poetry.
Farewell to master Huize and return to Shangdu. Liu Yuxi, the master of Guangxuan, watched a lecture in Lindong yesterday. Everyone was like a horse beating glass. Snow Mountain boy should be a previous life, and Jin Sufo is a teacher.
A tin word belongs to Jiucheng Road, and three clothes are brushed for a thousand years. Reunion after a long separation, a Chu guest hurts autumn even more.
Judge Huangfu visited Langya River on Meng Jiao Mountain outside Langya River. Rooms and corridors follow rocks and valleys, and roads follow heights.
When Bilai came, the blue smoke contained blue neon. The guest came to practice temporarily and intentionally forgot the hairpin.
The lights of the trees shine in the evening, and the clocks in the clouds shine. Although the same time can be admired, the traces are different and difficult to carry.
This is just a dream. It seems that I am willing to climb the source of aid, Meng Jiao Taihang Hengyanling, and Bailifang Cui Wei. The flowers on the shore are different, and the clouds are like a hole.
The color of the new painting is wet, and the upper boundary is light and shadow. Crimson grass and trees, shallow and bright.
Drink in front of 1000 houses and pass drinks together. Jade scales swallow gold hooks, and fairy glazes open.
Park Tongmao's words, good customs are not surprising. Blowing the bed and feasting, dreams come back first.
Cure the lazy husband with fresh food and study more. Swim again and wash away the dust.
When Tang Xing Temple in Liyang visited Bai Yutang, together with other officials Meng Jiao and Chen Mingfu, they were suddenly stunned by the red glass. Buddha's fire doesn't burn anything, it just lingers in the air.
Flowers print words, and the forest sings cups. The ministers and officials are killing officials, and the horses and chariots are here.
Pinghe Butterfly Habitat Dianthus Silver Customs Clearance, Shuining Biya Glass Money. The group returned to the six songs to hold the frost orchid and cast a golden cicada in the mirror.
Aquilaria sinensis fire warms dogwood smoke, and wine brings new attempts. The moon wind exposed the cold outside the screen, and all the girls in the city were crying and sleeping.
Reward Lotte for the gift she gave me from Zi Yuan, Zhangzhou. It's not spring now, so you should wipe Cui Jun first. Knowing is a hot thing, forecaster.
Grind jade to moisten the heart and weave small pieces of teeth. Frost and green sweat, ice and green scales.
Water is light and heavy, glass is thin and gray. The dream is cold and slippery, and the old dragon is shocked.
The peony flowers in Ximing Temple grow on the glazed floor, and the light and wind dazzle Chinese milk vetch. Since I saw you on the plate, I haven't seen you clearly until now.
Cui Xinchi Bai Juyi loves Jun Xinchi, whose color is unknown. At the bottom of the moon and at night, there are no waves and winds.
Suddenly I can't see the water, a thin pool of glass. Pan-Taihu book, send micro-Bai Juyi smoke fan all over, floating like a boat into the void.
The first trip to the Jade Cup turned shallow, and the golden tube was not finished. There are leaves in the cold forest of the Yellow River, but there is no wind in Liuli Bi.
The flying heron turns white and the fish turns red. The snow in the stream is too loose, and the rock spring drops for a long time.
Books stay on the lake as stories, and new poems are sent to eastern Zhejiang. The prestige of the military government is prosperous, and mountains and rivers will pass.
You should envy your report, you will be in the bright moon for five nights. A: Wei Chi, Shao Jian, Shui Ge's new banquet for Bai Juyi, and today he invited his former guests again.
Chickens and millet drive thousands of miles away, and the forest garden is black for four years. Shuixuan horizontal writing glass mirror, grass bank jade shop.
It takes a lot of effort to run a business, but it belongs to others after being taught. Baijuyi in Xixi, Longmen Weir is surrounded by chrysanthemums on the east bank and willows on the west bank, and willow smoke is mixed with chrysanthemums.
A piece of autumn water glass, wide and narrow, allows the boat to return. No one can intervene in this matter except you, Bai and Shaofu.
Look at the sea. Liu Hua's glass in the mountain temple of Liu Yanshi has been green and red in front of the palace for ten years. The night is long, the moon is bright and the flames are burning.
Enjoy, live, meet the mountains, live in Lishe, go to Liulitan, enjoy the new autumn moon, and enjoy the wisdom beads in spring. Unlike this sect, I have been to Qianfu through Yungu.
Zen master Bao Rong of Huai Huiming wants autumn night frost, but I don't care about heaven and earth. On a cold night in the snowy mountain world, Bao Yue took a photo of the glass palace alone.
The lotus hand of old Kong Jie was once taught by a Buddhist book. In Ling Xue, no one asked whether a ten-year summer was safe.
Shi Jian Wu Langang, the song of the banquet, stays up at dawn and smokes at night in Yutang. The twelve immortals in Qin Ge wanted to laugh but couldn't.
It's late now, I have to refresh the window, but I don't know what to do outdoors. Langchen punished the glass lamp, and the wine was softer than the limbs.
The peony in the temple, the Chen Biao, the glazed floor is red, and the sky and blue sky are scattered. There should be no land to plant in the west, otherwise we will compete for lotus flowers.
Flies, butterflies, chickens, musk deer, couples, etc. Li Shangyin, Han Diefan and Cao Fei cleaned the windows. Cockfighting back to Yule, melting musk deer warm gold.
Tortoise shell, glass ice wine jar. There are many owners of painting buildings, and husband and wife are a couple.
On the night of May 6th, I recalled the place where Li Shangyin and Che Master (disciple of Master Zhixuan, Che Monk) met in Zige last autumn, and the night of discussion. Cicada leaves fall, and birds stand cold branches.
Wan Li drifted far away, asking three years late. Yan Fang remembered the first place and often dreamed of Liuli Bi.
On the night of Xiangxi Temple, it was raining in Li Qunyu over Liuli Palace, which was beautiful and magnificent. The breeze is cold and sunny, and the bamboo road breaks the moon.
The moon waves are like water and the stars are bright. Thousands of trees are cold at night, and thousands of rocks are snowy.
The crane in the back mountain is broken, and the lotus in the front pond is fragrant. It was quiet and cool at night, and my thoughts flew over.
On the topic, Xu Tang was appointed as a guest at that time in Zhang Qiao Glass Hall of Wang Changling Hall, and he didn't follow the footsteps for a long time. One hundred and forty years later, Tingshu is old, and now he can see the poet again.
Cao Song, a rosary refined with water, uses the same amount of red light to penetrate the crystal, striving for uniformity and roundness. Cut off the excess water in Yutan and cut it into two pieces of ice in Jindi.
When the wheel turns, I am afraid that the stars will invade the Buddha, and I often doubt the monk's dew. I can't find it for several nights. The glass is a temple and the moon is a lamp.
Song, who lives in Songxi Courtyard in Chengdu, is honest and clean, and a cloud of smoke is pressing the corner of the temple. The bluebird disappears, but the glass bottle keeps water.
In the evening, when I heard that the child was really in Shan Yu, Xiao Fundamental went to paint. After the dust holds the lock of Shu city, it is still a dream of rivers and lakes.
Double Guiyong, Chen, and the roots are easy to fall, and two trees in Wozhou Mountain are good. There is no axe sound in the glazed palace, and the stone rustles with the old monk.
From Hangxian to Fu Cha Temple (written by Luo Zhang) Twenty years ago, Luo Jiong wore this cloth, and Luming Literature returned to the West. When traveling, guests should take photos first and then, and there are pine trees everywhere.
The wild old man scrambled to walk the official road, and Sha Ou dodged the falcon's flight. Spring breeze spends the night on the smooth ground, and it has its own sound of spring.
Sit with glazed water and climb green piles. Light makeup and flowers, flat three wine blowing.
-Bai Juyi wrote five poems in Xinqiu Temple, Jingzhou. Miracle, the king of Nanping, invaded the green shade like jade, and moss learned the pattern of glass cloth. There is no such thing as lying high, so why love him when you travel far?
Listen to Xie Shu's political songs and watch Xiao He be king. I'm afraid my old age will soon decline, and he can't praise Hong Xun when he is young.
After Taicheng, I felt the old Shen Qing box, six generations of old mountains and old waters, ups and downs for a hundred years. Today is bustling and lonely, and the streets of the past are noisy.
Jathyapple coloured glaze water, Spring Breeze Egg Day. When I was injured, I missed the past and cried in front of my country.
Secretary Lin rose Zhang Bi Dongfeng folded all the flowers, and it was a gazebo like water. The oriole's tongue slides and jumps in the shade of willow trees, teaching roses to spit out gold cores.
The twin cities poured out of the glazed palace, and Tianxiang was shrouded in red smoke.