1, the dark clouds turn over the ink and don't cover the mountain, and the white rain jumps over the boat.
Song Su Shi's Drunken Book of Looking at the Lake Building on June 27th.
The Yellow River is far above the white clouds. It is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain.
Tang Dynasty —— One of Two Liangzhou Ci Poems of Wang Zhihuan
3. Hanshan Stone Path is far away, and there are people in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Tang Du Mu's "Mountain Walk"
4. The old friend resigned from the West Yellow Crane Tower, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
Tang-Li Bai's Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou
5. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river.
Tang-Wang Zhihuan's Heron Hostel
6. How did the water of the Yellow River flow out of heaven and into the ocean, which is gone forever.
Tang-Li Bai's Into the Wine
7. Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, with thousands of flowers low.
Tang Du Fu's Alone Searching for Flowers by the River (6)
8. When there are dark clouds outside the window, the mirror is yellow.
Southern and Northern Dynasties —— Unknown Mulan Ci
9, alone is dusk, more wind and rain.
Song Lu, you are the operator. Yongmei "
10, yellow flowers piled up all over the ground, gaunt and damaged. Who can pick them now?
Song-Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice. Look for it. "
1 1, Tide china white Ticaiyun, Qianli Jiangling.
Tang-Li Bai's "First Made Baidicheng"
12, white hair, three thousands of feet, long sorrow.
Tang Li Bai's Seventeen Poems of Autumn Pu
13, a long time ago, the place where the Yellow Crane carried the saints to heaven, now there is nothing left but the Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Yellow crane tower in Tang dynasty
In rosy youth, you gave up the importance of hats and chariots and chose pine trees and clouds; Now whitehead.
Tang —— A Letter from Li Bai to Meng Haoran
15, two orioles singing green willows and a row of egrets flying into the sky.
Tang Du Fu's quatrains
16, the head of a boy in white is empty and sad.
Song-Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong"
How lovely it is locked in a bright mirror. It is still silky black in the morning and turns into snow at night.
Tang-Li Bai's Into the Wine
18, I caressed my white hair. It has become so thin that it can no longer hold hairpins.
Du Fu-Du Fu's Hope for Spring
19, the north wind rolled white grass, and eight In the snow crossed the Tatar sky.
Tang-Song of Snow White Farewell Tian Shuji Wu to his hometown