How many sad past in life, the mountains still remain cold. Miss the old days of Xipaotai Mountain? Liu Yuxi)
The mountains are still the same, surrounded by abandoned ancient capitals, and the tide is beating against the lonely empty city as in the past. (Stone Town? Liu Yuxi)
In the past, swallows flew into the homes of ordinary people. (Wuyi Lane? Liu Yuxi)
In the past, Bai Yutang's golden step was only seen by Song Qing. (Chang' an ancient meaning? Lu)
But looking at ancient song and dance venues, only birds are sad at dusk. (generation of sad Chinese Pulsatilla? Liu Xiyi)
Where is the emperor in the cabinet today? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself. (Teng Wang Ge? Wang Bo)
Yesterday, I went to the Yellow Crane Tower in Bai Yunbian. (Yellow Crane Tower? Cui Hao)
Martial arts flowers were laid on deserted paths, and the number of relatives and friends in the Jin Dynasty has become a famine. (On climbing to Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing? Li Bai)
In the past, people believed in Ling Jun, but today people cultivate the Mausoleum. (Liang? Li Bai)
Maid-in-waiting is like a flower in Man Chun Hall, but only partridges are flying today. (Vietnam and China visited ancient times? Li Bai)
The pale Jinling moon hangs in the sky of the empire. Astronomy stays in the sky, and it is a big river. (Moonlit Jinling Nostalgia? Li Bai)
Where is the temple of the famous prime minister? It is in a deep pine forest near the Silk City. (Shu Xiang? Du Fu)
Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage. (Tai Cheng? Wei Zhuang)
A broken iron halberd sank into the sand and disappeared, only to find that it was the remnant of Battle of Red Cliffs after grinding and washing. (red cliff? Du Mu)
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. (Jiang Nanchun quatrains? Du Mu)
Su Wu saw Han for the first time, feeling sad and mixed feelings; Now the towering trees in the ancient temple are solemn. (Su Wu Temple? Wen Tingjun)
Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. (Yu Meiren? Li Wei)
Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. (Wu Lingchun? Li Qingzhao)
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. (The topic is Chengnanzhuang? Cui Hu)
Appendix: Drinking Words
Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun.
It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.
Then he went to the place where Qingyang was broken, and without saying a word, he walked all over the clear autumn road with a whip. Grass has no intention of falling into the sky, and the sound of geese is as far away as xiaoguan.
I don't hate the hardships of the end of the world, but I hate the west wind blowing my dreams to the present. How much is the journey tomorrow? It's cold and rainy on your clothes.
Several heartbroken places, wind-driven flower bells.
This feeling has been recalled by myself, dispersed, and the rain is cold. This was a dream eleven years ago.
People are wandering, missing each other, and there are no trees or crows. As the moon and window sweep, we will take a look at the present and then leave.
Cover the silver screen and hang down your sleeves. Where the flute is played, the pulse is slightly funny. Heartbroken moon and cardamom, the moon seems to be at that time, and people seem to be at that time.