Era: Tang Dynasty
Author: Bai Juyi
Work: Rain in Gushan Temple
Content:
Fu The waves and clouds are heavy in color, and the sound of rain falling on leaves is loud.
Water egrets fly up in pairs, and the wind and lotus roll over them.
The sky is clear to the north bank, and Xiao Xi enters Dongxuan.
Or plan to stay in the lake and leave the boat at the temple gate.
Era: Tang Dynasty
Author: Bai Juyi
Works: Repeated Issues
Content:
Heavy fur, warm hat, wide felt shoes, small pavilion with low window and deep stove.
The body and mind are calm and peaceful, and the Xijing court officials have not yet learned?< /p>
Era: Tang Dynasty
Author: Bai Juyi
Work: Nine Days of Drunk Yin
Content:
Have Hate The head is still white, but the ruthless chrysanthemum has turned yellow.
One is the Sima of the state, and the third is the Double Ninth Festival.
The sword box is full of dust, and the sun and the moon are long for caged birds.
I follow the fisherman's smile, and the door is crowded with birds.
Asking about the reason for staying away from guests, listening to the chants and occasionally holding a glass of wine.
Sighing about the current situation, relying on nostalgia, counting life and death.< /p>
The old man should have no idea, but there may be a way to cure his sorrow.
I have never learned from Wang's achievements, but I only live in drunkenness.
Era: Tang Dynasty
Author: Bai Juyi
Work: Falling Flowers
Content:
You cannot stay in the spring, but you will be lonely when you return in the spring.
We are tired of the uncertain wind, and the flowers are rustling when the wind blows.
When the wind blows, we sigh before the wind blows, and drink under the flowers.
I advise you to taste the green fermented grains, and teach others to pick up the red calyx.< /p>
The peach flutters in the flames, the pear falls in the snow.
It is a unique disease that causes dazzling eyes, which cannot be blown away by the spring breeze.
Era: Song Dynasty
Author: Wang Tongzu
Work: Xijiang Moon
Content:
The stars of the past have changed, the old travels have become cold and rainy, and the clouds have fallen. The grass on the tomb of the true mother has turned green several times. .Asking about the cold wave. Where is the lotus pavilion, and the willow tree is in front of the pavilion. The east wind blows tears into the heavy bed. To wake up the fragrant soul.
Era: Song Dynasty
Author: Yin Jiweng
Work: Wind into the Pine
Content:
I have heard it said several times about Beijing. The brim of the hat is tilted under the weight of sorrow. The morning clothes are ironed and the fragrance is there. Now Dan, fingering orchids, is not far away from firewood and mulberry, and has passed Yuanjia. Longevity can't be said to be like jujubes like melons. The sun on the pot has no limit. The river flows south to record the Mingkui Bi, and the long-term education will see you, and the longevity will become clouds. But you must be serious Carrying the stream, people enjoy plum blossoms every year