Yellow Crane Tower (Cui Hao)
People in the past have taken the Yellow Crane to go there, and the Yellow Crane Tower is vacant here.
The yellow crane will never return, and the white clouds will remain empty for thousands of years.
Qingchuan is surrounded by Hanyang trees and luxuriant grasses in Parrot Island.
Where is Rimu Xiangguan? The Yanbo River makes people sad!
Magnolia (played by Qian Wei)
The scenery above the city is full of oriole chatter, while the misty waves below the city are lapping the shore in spring. When does the green poplar grass rest? The tears in my eyes and the sorrow in my heart have already broken.
The feelings gradually fade away, and the beautiful face in the mirror changes in surprise. In the past, I was sick of Fang Zun, but today Fang Zun is afraid of being shallow.
Mr. An (Yuan Quhua)
The weak willows and Qiansi Tower are bright yellow evenly spread over the place where crows crow. When the cold comes, spring is still shallow, but after a lot of wind and rain. I asked Yan Zi whether he had painted a building or seen anyone on the roadside of Green Water Bridge when he came. The material is quiet and the clouds cover the window, and the dust is full of mournful strings and dangerous pillars.
Yu Xin is so worried that everyone is frowning. The east wind of independence flickers tears in the eyes and sends waves of smoke to the east. Thinking of spring leisure forever, how can one spend his time when he is tired? Resting beside the pillow, the oriole sings a hundred songs. I feel so tired when I wake up, but the lingering light is still in Huawu.
Qu Yuguan (Liu Yong)
The clouds are flying over the head of the Long River, and it is night and day by the river, and the mist is full of smoke as you lean on the railing for a long time. Looking at the desolate Guanhe River and the clear autumn thousands of miles away, I can't help but stare. Yaoyao Shenjing is full of fairies, but it will be difficult to meet them if they don't come to Jinzi. The wild goose has nothing to rely on, and slowly flies down to Tingzhou, thinking for a long time.
I secretly think about how many happy and joyful gatherings there were at the beginning; I didn’t know that the difficult time of gathering and separation would turn into rain, hatred and clouds of sorrow. When you are on the road to the mountains, every time you climb a mountain and reach the water, it brings up the worries of your life, which makes you feel depressed and speechless for a long time, but you go downstairs.
Friends in the city who are on the moon are not coming (Bai Juyi)
The ancients cherished the shortness of the day and advised people to travel by candlelight.
In this far-off night, the bright moon fills the west building.
There are also bottles of wine, which are placed on top of the city.
If you don’t come in time, people and months will last forever.
The water smoke makes the waves white, and the skin becomes autumn-like.
The clear light is like this. If you are not drunk, you will be sad.
Seeing off guests on the Qiu River (Bai Juyi)
Autumn Hong passes by one after another, and the mourning ape hears it day and night.
I am a solitary boat traveler that day, and this place is also isolated from others.
The rain moistens the clothes, and the sails are filled with clouds.
If you are not drunk with Xunyang wine, you will be worried about killing people.
Moving at night and looking at the journey (Bai Juyi)
Sleep less and worry about the guests, get up in the middle of the night and look at the hometown.
The sand is bright and the moon is shining, and the sail is white and the boat is covered with frost.
The sea and the river are vast and the autumn nights are longer.
After thirty nights of mist, we still haven’t reached Qian Tang.
Nan Xiangzi (Chen Liang)
Wind and rain filled Pingzhou. A night of autumn on the silver screen in the embroidered pavilion. Where did the sock dust go that day? Xilou. How can I not shed tears at the mist? The sky returns to the boat. The waves are rolling and a leaf is floating. It seems that my soul is restless, Youyou. Song Yufang was sad and worried about Yu Xin.
The solitary wild goose (Chu Sizong)
The solitary wild goose flies in a hurry at dusk, and the autumn of the world is rustling. The leaves of Guanhe River are turning yellow, and the news breaks the brothel.
The mist of Xiangzhu is far away, and the wind and rain of Mount Li are sad. At this time, thousands of miles of road, the soul and dreams are wandering around Cangzhou.
When I sent Liu Dao, I returned to the north (I sent him to observe Judge Li’s inspection tour of Chenzhou) (Dai Shulun)
The expeditions took different paths, and the smoke and waves shared the sorrow of traveling. The light raft goes up to Guishui River, and the big boat goes down to Yangzhou.
Where we will meet later, we will travel together now. The centrifugal force is stronger than the willows, and Xiao Sa is more beautiful than the autumn.