(Song) Zhang Xiaoxiang
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 bright moon is in the sky, and the shadow of the Ming River is clear 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.
Experience the emptiness of everything, but I don't know how to go out and encourage you. Thanks to this round of ancient bright moon, the soul is still as transparent as ice and snow between the mountains and seas for many years. Now, I am wearing cold hair and clothes, drifting quietly in this boundless pale sea. I wonder what night it will be.
Xijiangyue is under the wind peak.
(Song) Zhang Xiaoxiang
Full of autumn colors, driving on the wide and open river. The boat was blocked by the wind and waves, and the breeze blew the waves. The wind will get better tomorrow, so what does it matter to sleep tonight? This palace is like playing with colorful feathers in the water. When you arrive in Yueyang, you must watch the lakes and mountains on Yueyang Tower.
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(Song) Zhang Xiaoxiang
Jiangshan is beautiful and the wind is cold. Send a message to Sister Yue and lend me a jade mirror to look at. The fish and dragons in the valley cry sadly, and the movie stars shake, and the sea and sky are long at night. There is a shortage of silver, and it is dangerous to stay in Zijinshan. The table is independent, the fee is lower, and the cloud crown is cut. Wash away the ice and snow and regard Wan Li as a dime. Looking back at Sanshan, I heard that the immortal laughed at me and asked me to return everything. Wave away, the phoenix is more beautiful.
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(Song) Zhang Xiaoxiang
A corner of the sky. Nan Zhi likes me as much as yesterday. Love is like yesterday. Shui Han has light smoke, fog and thin clouds. Blowing flowers and chewing the heart is carefree. Ran Ran was surprised to receive a telegram in. Scared off the rope. Thousands of spring to keep it, don't teach it to fall.
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(Song) Zhang Xiaoxiang
Guy doesn't know what it is, but he sighs again. He doesn't know the plain satrap and has always been a native of Shuibei Mountain. All the achievements of the world have been lost. Fahua is full of mirrors. Fortunately, there is an idyllic hometown where we can talk about the romantic river. In the evening, the west bank of the West Lake is flat. Take a picture in handcuffs.
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Huanxisha, frosty days, bright clouds and empty water.
Magnolia is slow. Send clouds to geese.
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Zhang Xiaoxiang (1132-1170), alias Hu Jushi, was born in Wujiang, Liyang (now wujiang town, Anhui) [1]. Famous poet and calligrapher in Southern Song Dynasty. The seventh grandson of Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Ji.