1. "On the way to cross the Yellow River" by Gao Shi of the Tang Dynasty
On the sliding platform in the south, Que Qi looked at the river. There are bamboo trees and flowing water, and the lonely city faces the distant mountains.
The road to Nianzichuan is wide, and the sand gulls are idle. I longed for the place where I left, but there was still no news.
2. "Songs of Chu in the Mountains" Southern and Northern Dynasties·Jiang Yan
I will give gifts to Taiyi. It is a male sword with a jade hook.
The sun shines brightly in Fangge. Moon gold is draped in Cui Tower.
Dancing at Yan and Zhao. The name Jiqi River is praised.
Recommended products from the West Sea. The humiliation of Dongyue.
Catch a fish to reveal the quality of brocade. If you want a spiritual person, come to Zhongzhou.
3. "Poem of Farewell to the Officials and the People in Dongyang" by Shen Yue in the Southern and Northern Dynasties
My humble account is this year. The load is not what it used to be. Tang Feng is different from this world. Qin Ming is here.
Decorate and go to Guanfu. Divide the bamboo into the Qi River. Getting off the bus feels like yesterday. The drag group suddenly disappears.
Frost carries withered autumn grass. The three winds move the spring flag. There is no way to trick him into lying down. I would rather miss you after looking forward to it.
4. "The Rhyme of Liu Shimen in the Heart of Qihe Spring" by Wang Shouren of the Ming Dynasty
The lonely minister on the river has a heart, and the water mark has not been deep after several drifts.
I have been holding on with pity since ancient times, but I am afraid of collapse or from now on.
The moss corrodes the autumn snails and leaves the old green green, and the crickets sing the sound of the falling spring rain.
It’s a good idea to sit at the rock head with two cranes and chant aloud at midnight in the bright moon.
5. "Farewell to Zhao Xianzhou on the Qihe River" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
When we meet, we smile, and weep when we see each other off. The ancestral tent has been separated, and the deserted city is filled with sorrow again.
The weather is cold, the mountains are clear in the distance, and the long river is rushing at dusk. You are already far away from me, but you are still standing there.