Ask Du Fu, are you Hu Bugui? Just like a crane in Liaodong, it is still looking for a beautiful watch, a mysterious bird in the sea and a black dress. Wu Shu is not far away. His feathers are very good. He flies west in the east wind. What is it, but the body is shackled and the blood is sprinkled with incense sticks. Rise and fall are common, so how long will the world be brilliant? It's good to see Jinjiang, Wolong is gone, and Yushan is safe. Why leap? I don't understand why I am lenient, but it's no use trying to persuade you. I don't know if I am a gentleman with loose clothes. Minshan road, it's time to close it, it's not too late.
Liangzhou Pavilion and Judges Night Collection (Tang? Cen Can)
The curved moon rises above the city head, and the city head shines on Liangzhou. There are 700,000 people around Liangzhou, and the conference semifinals here know how to play the pipa.
The touching pipa pipa piano is very heartwarming, only feel the wind, oh, the night is long. There are many old friends in Hexi shogunate, so don't come on March 5.
Looking at autumn grass in front of the flower gate now, how can you watch each other grow old and poor? You can laugh several times in life, and you must get drunk when you meet everyone today.
The golden melody is dedicated to Fen Liang.
Nalanxingde
Grandpa De is crazy.
Occasionally, the dust in Beijing, Wuyi family.
But there is wine in Zhaozhou, who would have this idea?
If you don't believe in the truth, you become bosom friends.
Young eyes can sing before they get old.
Show respect and wipe away the tears of the hero.
Don't you see, the moon is like water.
* * * You must be drunk this night.
And by him, Emei rumors, ancient and modern taboos.
Why do you ask about your longevity? Just scoff.
Think about it and repent from the beginning.
One-day long-term robbery
Beyond the edge of my body, I am afraid that I will get married in my life.
However, you must remember that it is heavy.
Golden music soothes the west.
Qingnalanxingde
What increases sadness? However, he and the weather can do it, so don't teach him how to grind nirvana. Every time you are frustrated, you will be frustrated. You know, blessings are just folds. A man was lying on a bed watching Beidou, and his back was blown bloody by Gao Cheng and the Jade Emperor. Listen to the drums more thoroughly.
My husband refused to cook with the five lakes at leisure because people were hot. Tears, like Qiu Lin's endless waving, spilled on the wild yellow butterfly. Do not envy, inherit the class. The clue of car dust is not busy, and the west wind blows in Leng Yue. Xiao Temple, flowers are like snow.
Li Bai-Xia Ke
Zhao Kemao and Hu Ying. Wu Gou is frosty and snowy. The silver saddle shines on the white horse. Whistling past like a meteor. Ten steps to kill one person.
A thousand miles does not leave a line. Go and brush your clothes. Hidden, famous. Have a leisurely drink in Xinling. Take off your sword and bend your knees forward.
I want to kill Zhu Hai. Persuade Hou Ying. Three Turano. All five mountains are light. After dizziness and ear fever.
I am full of enthusiasm. Save Zhao with a golden hoop. Handan was surprised first. Two strong men in a thousand years. Xuanhe daliang city.
Die like a chivalrous man. Be ashamed of being an Englishman in the world. Who can write, sir? White-headed Xuan Jing.
Water adjustment? 6? 1 Jian Xu title Wujiang (anonymous in Southern Song Dynasty)
I spent some time in Taihu Lake. Since it is heavy, why worry about water and clouds? I plan to replace the sword in the box with a leaf on the boat and return it to the old fisherman. Silver ai is none of my business, and the mountains and plains are deserted.
Silver carp and new bass, pour wine and play sad songs. Grow up peacefully, it is said that today is war! If you want to sprinkle the snow waves in the three rivers, you can wash the dust thousands of miles away without holding the Tianhe River. Looking back at Han Xiao, my tears fell down.
You can buy a bold word to read.
This is from a modern novel:
The general smiled and bent his bow, and the king of Qin was angry.
Who will pay for Wu Gou in the world? Show your strength everywhere
In the past, what did I want when I was a prince?
After the iron horse and autumn wind people left, the book sword was lonely and lost.
Once upon a time, there were tall buildings that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on them.
Young rangers in Zhao Yan are rampant and must drink golden wine.
Jin Zunjiu, give up all your troubles!
Give up all troubles and say goodbye without singing new songs.
Whose daughter was there at that time, looking forward to meeting? The middle is lingering, and the painted building weighs tens of thousands.
Ten steps to kill one person, generous to Qin Gong. I won't play. My shadow is amazing.
However, despite my busy appearance, I have two outstanding confidants.
Bao Dao's songs cry and play with dreams, and sex and rain cover your hands.
There is no language on the fence, low and arrogant: ask the hero, who is the hero?
Some ancient lyrics were written by modern people. I wonder if you like them.
Chinese businessmen
Original song: Brave Soul by Asian Thinker Hotel
Lyrics: Huan Ji
Millennium ancient battlefield
Different views on Han and Tang Dynasties
Ask how many people are returning to Wan Li's journey.
In Qin dynasty, the moon was bright and cold as frost.
Wudinghe bone solo night
The desert flies and the yellow sand overflows.
Punish Fang Qiu for breaking Loulan.
If Qingshan is lucky enough not to return.
Grapes, wine, rouge and tears
The willow beside the stranger is drunk.
Pipaqi
Linglongqu
Dark feathers of fear
Fuqiang flute
Yumenguan in the Spring and Autumn Period.
Talk about it in omnipotent poetry
Hate crossing the river, three blood and one cavity.
All hanfu
The magpie tree in Helan Mountain is heartbroken.
Qinhuai ship
Jinfen nunnery
For who?
Taohualuan
Rustling trees and cold water.
Sad misty rain spots in Jiangnan
Traveling among sad clouds becomes a cuckoo.
Therefore, the fragrant snow in the mountains does not touch the dust.
The stars are lonely.
It is said that all countries have their own borders.
Shoot Sirius with an empty bow.
Ah, general, the white hair is Ran Yan.
Proud and passionate dance Longquan
To the west of Yuan domain is Chang 'an.
Around the world, V. Rise and fall
Rise and fall, decline and glory
May the hero not vote for Kyushu.
Vertical and horizontal banners are flying everywhere.
Sing again and sacrifice to Xuanyuan.
Jianjun zengjian
Word: the stars sink and the moon sets.
Song: Four Episodes of the True Three Kingdoms
The river tide is ruthless, and the night sky is night.
The long night is cold.
Read the ups and downs of a thousand years.
A man who sees through the door of life and death
The iron halberd sinks into the sand and asks about the future.
In exchange for the general's reputation.
Weeds cover graves several times in spring and autumn.
Behind a few people favour ask
Have you seen bloody bonfires and smoke in Qinghai?
Have you ever seen hundreds of people stay behind like horses and chariots?
Wang asked the emperor to ask when his conquest would stop.
There is only a snowy night, and the mountains look forward to the bright moon.
Talking about homesickness is a hoary head
Whispering in the west wind
Yellow sand contending for the front
Thousands of troops also
Wan Li dyes the sun.
The living are lonely and melancholy.
Fireflies carefully lit the lamp of death.
According to the soul returning home thousands of miles away.
Accustomed to the map of the bonfire empire and the dream of the emperor
Not as good as a long moon.
The remaining arrow marks were worn away by the surging tide.
Changfeng gave the moon a bottle of wine.
Indulge in dreams, but smell tears.
Vaguely, the deceased asked to return.
Jun, how many people are there in Mo Wen?
When will the sound of Mo Wen Qiangdi cross Yumen?
Looking at the bright moon and asking the bright moon, has Chunfeng ever been to the border town?
Leave the remnants of the desert in the air and become dusty.
Singing country songs hurts my heart.
A hissing horse roar
The drums and horns jingled.
The people of the Long March have not come back yet.
Waiting for the sunset at the entrance of the village
Life is empty and melancholy.
Lonely as thousands.
The fire hurt us, and we just waited.
Flowing clouds ask swords.
The picturesque scenery attracts smiles.
Who decides who is the hero?
Drunk lying on the Yangtze River drinking horses.
Winners and losers ask for the truth.
Laugh at the changes in the world.
Xuan Mo I Bi Hua
Egrets fly in the forest.
Eternal romantic return
I'm only drunk so far.
Many years of Jianghu reminder
Brother Jin returned home with honor.
Forget the hero's tears