Knowing that the fragments are broken, you can't steal to live! Stand up and wave the flag, jump forward and move forward. Cross the river with the wind and hit the shore when you are blocked! Roar loud, turned into a piece of Wang Yang! 2 [Magnolia] Yan Shu curtain waves roll the golden mud phoenix.
Wake up with a hangover and become sloppy. Begonia blooms lightly, and Liu Chun sleeps soundly.
Who has a glass of wine with * * *? The past and the old feelings are moving.
It is better to pity the people in front of you and avoid the dream of working harder and harder. 3 [Nanpu] (Spring Water) Zhang Yanbo is warm and green, and Su Causeway didn't know how to swallow it until later.
The fish is round without waves, and it is difficult to sweep the red and laugh at the east wind. When the barren bridge is broken, Liu Yin supports the boat.
Looking back at the pond, I think everywhere, just like the grass in my dream. And the clouds flow out of the mountains, washed every year, and the flowers are not smelled.
When Xinlu was born, I still remember I had been to Gucun Road. I still love it.
Maolin chants sorrow for today. How many peaches are there on the stream after Liu Lang's return?
4 】 【 He Xinlang 】 Qinglang Xuan saw off the spring Yan people and shook Chun Zhu with blue waves. Immersed in the eaves, Pu Tao overflowed and jade danced.
You cross the road under the stage and go to the east. Begging for flowers is also a good thing to go with the flow.
Flowers can't say that they should hate, but they hate it, and they are misunderstood by the spring breeze. With this hatred, there are birds
There is no foundation for the gathering and dispersion of life. All by the aperture, a relative, Pingzhou spring evening.
I am jealous, I am disappointed, and my eyes are full of tears. If you can't see me, you need money.
Where is the swallow's farewell today? Look at the sticky clouds and the shadow of the river. Immobile, broken soul.
5 He Ge Gong Wudu Crossing the River Wen Tingyun The Yellow River is raging like thunder. Dragon waves dare not drive away the wind, rivers spray snow, Cui Weigao.
I love you so much, please don't come back from Li Pei. There was a crazy jiaozi saw at the bottom, and the cracked sail cut off the frosted teeth.
The magic cone chisels stones to plug the magic pool, and the white horse rides the dust of Qin Chi. It's almost like prancing a horse with a jade whip, and it's not high hoof.
6 Quote three poems: Qian Jun and Jie Yuan have a vast sky, water is flowing, water is flowing. Others don't smell it, overflow and live in seclusion.
He is a saint, a god, and it makes no sense to see him. Instead of thinking about it, my heart wanders back.
Thinking about the false scale dragon, the waves surged from it. Worship, Xi Suo Xuanbao, Pei, Huang Dao.
7 and Lu Wangfeng's poems, three Pi Rixiu's carved stone books, leaving hate, leaving sorrow. Mo Yan's cocoon is very thin. He still has many ideas.
Autumn sounds on the river, and the waves are unnamed. If the headwind is still there, if you can't be sentimental.
8 feet turn over the waves of the world, and one shoulder bears all the worries of ancient and modern times. 9 Yang Shen's "Linjiang Xianzi Rolling the Yangtze River and Passing the Water East" rolled the Yangtze River and the waves washed away the heroes.
Whether it is right and wrong or failure, it is empty now and has disappeared with the passage of time. Castle Peak still exists, the sun still rises and the sunset still sets.
The white-haired hermit by the river has long been used to the changes of time. I met an old friend and had a drink.
How many things in the past and how many times have been put into the conversation. 10 Su Dongpo's "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia" is a river of no return, a romantic figure through the ages.
Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs. The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once. There is also Xiaque, which is no longer played here. 1 1 Watch the sea. The Jieshi of Cao Cao looks at the sea in the east.
The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea. Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean. A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire. 12 the sky flies, the wind lifts the waves, and the thunder carries the golden drum.
The Arctic fought freely in the south, laughing at this move. Wan Li is ambitious, but he is not proud of his achievements.
Since ancient times, heroes have been lonely, wandering around the world alone. 13 moisten it with wind and rain, and wash away the dust and soil in the world.
Turbulent waves, here Pentium become a swan song. Weird and unrestrained, emotions are emotions.
Mountains and rivers are the most magnificent in poetry. `。