In late August and autumn, the wind roared and swept away several layers of thatch on my roof.
(2) When crossing the thousands of feet, the waves and bamboos are oblique. -Tang Dynasty: Li Qiao's Wind
Vernacular translation: Blowing across the river can set off huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing into the bamboo forest can tilt the telephone poles.
(3) The autumn wind starts in Bai Yunfei, the vegetation turns yellow, and the geese return to the south. -Han Dynasty: Liu Che's autumn wind poems
Vernacular translation: Autumn wind is blowing in Bai Yunfei. The grass and trees are yellow, and the geese return to the south.
(4) Why don't the sun and the moon shine like this? Only the north wind came up angrily. -Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Northern Customs"
Vernacular translation: even the light of the sun and the moon can't shine here! Only the north wind whistling all over the sky.
(5) the wind is angry and wants to pull out the wood, and the rain is violent and wants to lift the house. -Song: Lu You's October 28th storm.
Vernacular translation: the wind wants to pull up trees like anger, and the rainstorm wants to lift the house.
(6) The north wind does not hesitate to visit the south of the Yangtze River, but also blows guest clothes through the broken window. Huang Tingjian (Song Dynasty) gale
Vernacular translation: The wind in the north doesn't feel bad about being a guest in the south of the Yangtze River, and it blows the guest's clothes even harder from the broken window.
(7) Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the north wind blows geese and snow one after another. Tang Dynasty: Gao Shi's Biedongda.
Vernacular translation: Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sky is dark, the north wind is whistling and the goose feather is snowing heavily.
Oriental night, Wanshu bloom. It blows down and the stars are like rain. Song: Xin Qiji's Jade Case Yuan Xi
Vernacular translation: Like the east wind blowing away thousands of trees and flowers, it also blows fireworks like rain.
2. Poem 1 Two poems describing the gale, don't move big.
Tang dynasty: Gao Shi
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
Thousands of miles are dark, dark and faint, and the north wind blows snowflakes and heavy snow.
Don't worry about the road ahead, don't know the king of the world?
Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sky was dark, the north wind roared and the goose feather snowed heavily.
Don't worry about having no friends ahead. Who doesn't know you in the world?
Like a bird vacillating and feeling sorry for itself. It has been more than ten years since it left Luo Jing.
A gentleman is determined to win when he is poor, but he can't afford to pay for drinks when he meets today.
2. Jade Case Yuan Xi
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
Thousands of trees bloom at night in the East. It blows down and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night.
Moth, snow, willow, golden thread. The laughter faded away. Look for him in the crowd. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.
Just as the east wind blows away thousands of trees and flowers, it also blows fireworks like rain. The luxurious carriage is full of fragrance. The melodious sound of the phoenix flute echoed everywhere, the moon like a jade pot gradually tilted westward, and the fish dragon lantern danced all night.
The beautiful woman wears bright ornaments on her head and walks with the crowd, smiling and smelling. I looked for her thousands of times in the crowd, suddenly turned around, but inadvertently found her in the scattered lights.
3. Wind
Tang Dynasty: Li Qiao
It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and bloom beautiful flowers in spring.
Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt.
It can blow off golden leaves in autumn and produce beautiful flowers in spring.
Blowing across the river can set off huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing into bamboo forests can make ten thousand poles tilt.
4. "Jinxiang sends Wei Ba Xijing"
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The guests came from Chang 'an and returned to Chang 'an.
The wind blows my heart and hangs Xianyang trees in the west.
This feeling is immeasurable. Don't meet this time.
I can't see you, even the mountains are full of smoke.
Xiao Wei Ge is from Chang 'an, and now he is going back to Chang 'an.
The wind blew my heart away, went west with the wind, and hung it high in Xianyang tree to accompany you.
The friendship with you can't be expressed in words. When shall we meet after farewell?
The mountains in the west are mountainous and smoky, and I can't see you far away. So sad!
5. "plum blossom"
Tang Dynasty: Cui Daorong
At first, there was snow in the calyx, so it was difficult to draw a picture alone.
There is rhyme in the fragrance, which is extremely cold.
Come to listen to the flute sorrow, but lean on the disease.
If the wind blows, it is easy to destroy.
Plum blossoms are in full bloom, and the calyx still contains snow; Plum blossoms are beautiful and aloof, even if they want to be painted, they will worry about the vividness of difficult paintings.
There is rhyme in flowers, and elegant people don't know the cold in winter.
The branches of plum blossoms are staggered, like sorrow and illness.
If the north wind can understand plum blossom's mind, please don't destroy her again.
Plum blossom in lonely and cold, tenacious, proudly independent, chic north wind, please slow down and take good care of her! Do you have the heart to destroy her again in this cold?
3. Poetry about the wind: The wind rises in the clouds, and the weaver girl returns to her hometown.
Andrew, soldiers are always looking! It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and bloom beautiful flowers in spring. Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt.
The morning breeze is the morning breeze, and the forests in the north are gloomy. If you don't see a gentleman, you are worried about Qin Qin.
How come? How come? Forget me a lot! Xi Feng, He Yu. Give women fear.
Autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, the plants are yellow, and the geese return to the south. Look up and down.
Use Dewey. Instead of horses.
Suddenly I went to the north. The wind will prevail forever.
Think about the other side I hope to follow that bird.
Fly south. First frost is heavy, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and crazy red leaves fly up the stairs.
The north wind does not hesitate to visit visitors in the south of the Yangtze River, and even breaks the window to blow off guest clothes. When I first heard Zhuo Cave raging, I heard Ma Ben.
The paper futon sits in the clear night, as if it were in Ruoye Village. Clear light and smoke.
Ramulus Cinnamomi flows askew, and apple leaves flutter in the breeze. In autumn, the wine is also open.
When the wind rolls over the water, the trees are destroyed and people die. At the end of the year, the wind blows, and the night is cold and snowy.
Yangchun has grown up. Plants and grass grow with strong winds.
How can you be careless? The breeze blows the blue sea, gives birth to Longlin, and takes a crane and gets half drunk to pay homage to Tsinghua.
When the wind blows, the line is silent. From darkness to green law, Bai's life is far away.
Breeze grass, big leaves are long and round The dew and dew are together, and the sunset reflects the flowers deeply.
Lonely and silent, windy and wild. Revlon is teetering, and the leaves in the forest curl silently.
The rising sun is high and the breeze is in the green belt. Into the pine without making any noise, shaking the willow shadow.
I boarded the gate and looked around the world. The gale rises from the north, howling and shaking the danger.
A little cool breeze blows gently, carefree. Turn over the leaves in the forest and beat the red and blue around the trees.
The water in the Three Gorges is boundless. Unlike a new pond, the breeze is rippling.
There is no ancient foundation, and the monument is built with moss. The evening breeze is like the noise you hear.
The bamboo moves, and the land and water are fried. The rain on the balcony is quiet and the breeze moves the blue musk deer.
The wind is blowing and the grass is growing. Xu blows away from Cui, half floating.
Turtles rest in Lan Zhi Garden in Qiongyao Garden, Yun Fei. Jade is not hidden, the sky is light and the wind is light.
Huayang was full of surprises, and a strong wind suddenly blew in the market. Suddenly shake the orchid leaves and fly lightly to pick bamboo bushes.
There are thousands of bamboo poles in Donggang, and the big ones are around the feet. In the meantime, the breeze was born and it was chilly. Why is the wind so crazy? It seems to blow the mountain down.
There are clouds under the tree and grass on the house. Last night, the wind was so strong that it broke the trees on the river.
It's dark and boundless. Where are the pedestrians? Look at the dark bamboo by the pool, and you will be ashamed when you leave the island.
More worthy of the sound of breeze and streamer. The setting sun shines on the beach and kites fly in the breeze.
Quietly return to Lin Heshi and sit and read health articles. The breeze is far away and the strings are swaying.
The treetops in the forest are shining, and the pine path is quiet at night. The wind and rain come from the north, and the trees roar. At night, it never stops, and the sound is chaotic in autumn in Jiang Tao.
Beautiful days urge the evening scenery, and the model is early spring. Warm floating Feng Dan Que, slightly beautiful Heilongjiang.
Strong winds are blowing from the north, threatening 100 thousand troops. The grass and trees are all soldiers, and the road is difficult to divide.
The mountains are full of gas and the sky is full of clouds. Mountain clouds are like cattle and horses, and water clouds are like fish and turtles.
It's dark during the day, and the sky in Hou Kun is gloomy at dusk. There is movement in Gaocheng, and my house is not enough to lift.
The son dare not lie under the bed, and the servant dare not close the door. The old man has two ears, and Qi Xin has no land.
Yeai doesn't know snow, but she feels uncomfortable. The cloth is as cold as iron, and the chaff is slightly warm.
If you don't think about it, it will be dark and empty. There's nothing I can do. I freeze to death in an isolated village! The rising sun is high and the breeze is in the green belt.
Into the pine without making any noise, shaking the willow shadow. Long-term practice should be latent, and it will float every time it gets dark.
When there is a forest, no tree rustles temporarily. Smoke slowly, light and auspicious.
The harvest year is waiting, singing beautiful Tang Yao. The breeze wrinkles the water boots, and the thin sun dries the clouds and eggs.
The same cloud curtain, the wind is mighty, and six flowers fly down. The setting sun is on the west peak, and the jade is full of snow.
The wind turned around and scared the ape to climb the jade. It's windy in Qinghai, and the flying sand beats the earthquake.
Dongting wind, dangerous wall folded if empty. If you go to the south, it will take a hundred years to decide what to do.
It's raining and snowing, and the wind is coming, cold and far away. Raise wine to persuade white clouds, and lament the decline of the year.
The breeze is blowing, which makes my horn string rhyme. Lean the new moon on the Hu bed and stop to blow the wind.
The grass is cool and the warbler is drizzling. The breeze blew over the reeds, and the light rain got wet.
Chun yin's desert soil is moist, with mild spring temperature. Storks fly into the air, and wind and rain sweep across Yuan Ye.
When Surabaya shines on the stars, the breeze blows the mirror uneven. The cold wind is tight and the rain is empty, and the number of maple trees in the north is new.
The breeze blows away the spring thoughts, and the light rain washes away the dark makeup. The spring breeze is like willow green, and the sun shines like a stranger.
The snow hits the window and the gravel is fine, and the wind sweeps the wild. Beautiful scenery is like a flat wall, and the breeze does not move.
When the breeze doesn't move, the sky is drunk and things are moist and silent. Last night, the cool wind was rustling, and fireflies floated in the bed.
The wind pushed the clouds down like mountains, and pedestrians on the road were covered with snow. The head of the ridge is cold, and the breeze and drizzle are chilling. The hibiscus flowers beside the moat are swaying in the sudden wind, and the oblique rain is beating the vines on the wall.
The wind shakes the handle of the Beidou, and the rain overflows the Tianhe wave. It's windy in Chengdu in June, and the houses are shaking.
Cui Wei, a dark cloud, blocked the void like a ghost in the wind. Thunder burst into flames and shot the earth red. The fate of heaven is ups and downs, and the dragon's tail does not drag the east.
Raindrops are on the same axis, mountains destroy rivers and overflow roads, and thousands of feet pine is uprooted. It doesn't mean that people will wash their breasts when they are young.
There are no clouds or stars in the sky, and the wind suddenly blows from the southwest. Shouteng's old wood is incomplete, and there is no room outside the door.
Weng Wei exclaimed that the child was crying and the roof tiles were flying empty. Wu Min magpie dies when the nest leans, and the empty black is also suspected of evil spirits.
There are only melons and cows in the south, hoping to be swept away. The pedant laughed at himself, and he was still studying.
The light rain and breeze separated the curtain, and the golden stove was cold and unintentional. Peach blossoms fall everywhere in spring, and catkins pile up snow to abandon suspicion.
Fisherman. Fisherman.
There is a breeze and Mao Mao rain on the river. Green and yellow clothes.
Red wine and white fish return at dusk. Death.
Death. Where is the flute?
In spring, a pole rises to add water. Grass and geese, green and breeze.
A stone dragon lying high can't breathe. The breeze is still and the sky is drunk.
The breeze makes green apples, and the breeze in the golden pool. Shake Cui Lin gently, and then hunt quietly.
It doesn't hurt to cover up the future. Once in the cold weather, Wan Li cleared the frost.
Destroy Deng Lin in the north and drop Fusang in the east. Sweep away the clouds and clear the selfless light.
You are lonely, and Yanhai is open to navigation. The breeze is soft and fragrant, and the morning light is scattered.
Where to study, Xixi and Qin Chun. There is a breeze in the courtyard, and Gao Songyun is born.
I'm not confused when I listen, and I feel refreshed every day. The breeze is blowing gently, and the desert is hazy.
Such as the word of God, like playing Dongting. Xi Feng, He Yu.
Give women fear. Will Ann be happy? Will that woman be abandoned?
Learn from the valley wind, maintain the wind and be depressed. Hold your fear in your arms.
Will be happy, throw it away. There is Feng in the west and Wei in the west.
No grass will never die, no wood will never wither. Forget my virtues and think about my little grievances.
The breeze is so.
4. Are there any poems and songs about the wind? First of all, there are songs by people with wind: Cecilia Han-the wind that night, Chen Xiaodong-a person with the same wind, twins-a kite and wind, JJ Lin-a summer blown by the wind, Faye Wong-like the wind, Sun Nan-the north wind blows, Pu Shu-listening to the wind singing cold-the wind blows rainy days. The poem is: 1, but I still remember that night, that storm, how many flowers fell?
-Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" 2. Wildfire didn't completely swallow them up, but they were tall again in the spring breeze. -Bai Juyi's Grass 3. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
-Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night 4. Winter wind: In the ninth month of the night, a cold wind was blowing in the wheel tower and the valley, full of boulders that were broken like pecking rice, and went down and forward with the wind. -The Journey to the West, Cen Can 5. The wind has traveled thousands of miles, knocking at Yumenguan battlements.
-Li Bai's Guan Shanyue 6. Spring wind, because I dare not know when you will enter Luowei. -Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts" 7. In the sharp wind from the vast sky, apes are sobbing, and birds fly home on the clear lake and white beach.
-Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain" 8. Why should the flute blame the willow? Spring breeze is not enough. -Wang Zhihuan's "The Plug" 9. Clouds want clothes and flowers, and spring breeze blows the threshold.
-Li Bai's "Qingpingdiao" 10, autumn wind: In August and autumn, the high wind roared and rolled up the Sanhe grass on my house. -Du Fu's "The Cottage Was Blown by Autumn Wind" 1 1. At night, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.
-Bai Juyi's "Look at the Harvest Wheat" 12. If you want to wet apricot flowers and rain, the dark flowers are not cold. -Zhinan quatrains 13, autumn wind: Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I face them from this villa and drink my wine.
—— Li Bai's Shu Yun of Xie Tiao Building in Xuanzhou 14 Autumn wind: Until the bank at low tide widens, there is no wind to stir my lonely sail. 1, Yunfei is windy.
-Han Liubang's Song of the Wind 2. Where did you wake up after drinking tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. -Song Liu Yong's Yulin Order 3. I want apricot flowers to get wet in the rain and my face is not cold.
-Song Zhinan's quatrains 4. Apes whimper in the high wind in the wide sky —— Tang Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain 5. See cattle and sheep when the wind blows-the northern folk song "Chile Song" 6. Why should the flute blame the willow? Spring breeze is not enough. -"Liangzhou Ci" by Wang Tangzhihuan 7. The wind blows in Shui Han, and the strong men are gone forever.
-"Historical Records, Biography of Assassins" 8. Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. -Don Cen Can "9. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
-"Singing Willow" by Tang and Zhang Zhi 10. Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went to the tall building to see the horizon alone. -Yan Songshu's butterfly lovers 1 1, the ancient road is sparse, the sun sets, and the heartbroken people are in the end of the world.
-Ma Song Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si" 12, the wind wrinkled a pool of spring water. -Feng Yansi's "Golden Gate" 13, the east wind evil, with thin love, with sadness left for several years.
-Song Luyou's Hairpin Phoenix 14, I don't know where to go, but the peach blossoms in the spring breeze are still smiling like flowers. -Tang Cui Hu's "South Village of Jingcheng" 15. It was long before I met her, and it was even longer after we parted. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed.
-Tang Li Shangyin's Untitled 16. The children came back from school early and were busy flying kites in the east wind. -Qing Gaoding Village House 17 But now I still remember that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers were folded.
-Tang Menghao's Spring Dawn 18. Last night, the autumn wind entered the Han Pass, and the moon was full of western hills. -Tang Yanwu's "Early Autumn of Military City" 19, the bow and frost behind the sword, the autumn wind out of Xianyang.
-Tang Linghu Chu's "Youth Travel" 20, but the remaining characters are hard to find, traveling with the snow. -Modern Liang Qichao's Rain in the Pacific Ocean (2 1) Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining and the north wind is blowing geese and snow.
-Tang Gao Shi's "Biedongda" 22, Jin Ting Yang Liubi, people stand Dongfeng wine. -Ming Lu Juan's "Writing Poetry on behalf of Father" 23. Day after day, Jincheng Silk Pipe enters the river and the clouds.
-Tang Du Fu's "Sending Flowers Clear" 24. Spring Breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang' an flowers in one day. -Tang Meng Jiao "After Graduation" 25. Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently.
-Don Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.
5. The north wind rolled the white grass and broke it. Eight In the snow crossed the sky of Tatar and interpreted and appreciated the poems about the wind. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom.
Translation:
The north wind swept across the earth, white grass was blown off, and heavy snow floated in the sky in northern Saibei in August. Suddenly, the spring breeze seems to blow overnight, and thousands of white pears are in full bloom.
Appreciate:
This poem has a beautiful scenery. The first four sentences of this poem, especially "Like the strong wind in spring, it comes at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees." Bring people into a snow-filled and novel scenery. In winter, all the flowers are hidden, all the insects disappear, and there is a desolate scene everywhere: rotten hay, bitter north wind, gloomy clouds in the sky, ice and snow on the earth. Faced with this scene, people's mood should be melancholy and bitter, but the poet can be ingenious and turn this sad snowflake into a pear flower in spring with a pen, adding a little bright color to the whole poem.
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
Translation:
The spring breeze blows through every corner of Jiang Nanan's green space. When will the bright moon shine on me and return to my hometown?
Appreciate:
The previous sentence is a famous sentence throughout the ages, pointing out that the season is spring and depicting the scenery on the south bank of the Yangtze River. The word "green" means blowing green, and it is used wonderfully. Legend has it that Wang Anshi changed the word more than ten times in order to make good use of it, and finally chose the word "Qing" from more than ten verbs. Because other words only express the arrival of spring breeze, but they do not show the changes of a new green landscape on the Qianli River bank after the arrival of spring. At the end of the sentence, "When will the bright moon shine on me?" The poet has been waiting for a long time, but he doesn't know the first day of the bright moon. He uses interrogative sentences to show a picture of "the bright moon shines on me" and further expresses his feelings of missing his hometown.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Translation:
I know who cut the thin willow leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Appreciate:
"I don't know who picked up the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors." It's a very famous poem. Before he opened it, who compared the spring breeze to scissors? This sentence changes the warm and cold February spring breeze from invisible to tangible, shows the magic and dexterity of the spring breeze, and makes Liu Yong a model poem describing the object.
6. Poetry about the wind: The wind rises in the clouds, and the weaver girl returns to her hometown.
Andrew, soldiers are always looking! It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and bloom beautiful flowers in spring. Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt.
The morning breeze is the morning breeze, and the forests in the north are gloomy. If you don't see a gentleman, you are worried about Qin Qin.
How come? How come? Forget me a lot! Xi Feng, He Yu. Give women fear.
Autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, the plants are yellow, and the geese return to the south. Look up and down.
Use Dewey. Instead of horses.
Suddenly I went to the north. The wind will prevail forever.
Think about the other side I hope to follow that bird.
Fly south. First frost is heavy, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and crazy red leaves fly up the stairs.
The north wind does not hesitate to visit visitors in the south of the Yangtze River, and even breaks the window to blow off guest clothes. When I first heard Zhuo Cave raging, I heard Ma Ben.
The paper futon sits in the clear night, as if it were in Ruoye Village. Clear light and smoke.
Ramulus Cinnamomi flows askew, and apple leaves flutter in the breeze. In autumn, the wine is also open.
When the wind rolls over the water, the trees are destroyed and people die. At the end of the year, the wind blows, and the night is cold and snowy.
Yangchun has grown up. Plants and grass grow with strong winds.
How can you be careless? The breeze blows the blue sea, gives birth to Longlin, and takes a crane and gets half drunk to pay homage to Tsinghua.
When the wind blows, the line is silent. From darkness to green law, Bai's life is far away.
Breeze grass, big leaves are long and round The dew and dew are together, and the sunset reflects the flowers deeply.
Lonely and silent, windy and wild. Revlon is teetering, and the leaves in the forest curl silently.
The rising sun is high and the breeze is in the green belt. Into the pine without making any noise, shaking the willow shadow.
I boarded the gate and looked around the world. The gale rises from the north, howling and shaking the danger.
A little cool breeze blows gently, carefree. Turn over the leaves in the forest and beat the red and blue around the trees.
The water in the Three Gorges is boundless. Unlike a new pond, the breeze is rippling.
There is no ancient foundation, and the monument is built with moss. The evening breeze is like the noise you hear.
The bamboo moves, and the land and water are fried. The rain on the balcony is quiet and the breeze moves the blue musk deer.
The wind is blowing and the grass is growing. Xu blows away from Cui, half floating.
Turtles rest in Lan Zhi Garden in Qiongyao Garden, Yun Fei. Jade is not hidden, the sky is light and the wind is light.
Huayang was full of surprises, and a strong wind suddenly blew in the market. Suddenly shake the orchid leaves and fly lightly to pick bamboo bushes.
There are thousands of bamboo poles in Donggang, and the big ones are around the feet. In the meantime, the breeze was born and it was chilly. Why is the wind so crazy? It seems to blow the mountain down.
There are clouds under the tree and grass on the house. Last night, the wind was so strong that it broke the trees on the river.
It's dark and boundless. Where are the pedestrians? Look at the dark bamboo by the pool, and you will be ashamed when you leave the island.
More worthy of the sound of breeze and streamer. The setting sun shines on the beach and kites fly in the breeze.
Quietly return to Lin Heshi and sit and read health articles. The breeze is far away and the strings are swaying.
The treetops in the forest are shining, and the pine path is quiet at night. The wind and rain come from the north, and the trees roar. At night, it never stops, and the sound is chaotic in autumn in Jiang Tao.
Beautiful days urge the evening scenery, and the model is early spring. Warm floating Feng Dan Que, slightly beautiful Heilongjiang.
Strong winds are blowing from the north, threatening 100 thousand troops. The grass and trees are all soldiers, and the road is difficult to divide.
The mountains are full of gas and the sky is full of clouds. Mountain clouds are like cattle and horses, and water clouds are like fish and turtles.
It's dark during the day, and the sky in Hou Kun is gloomy at dusk. There is movement in Gaocheng, and my house is not enough to lift.
The son dare not lie under the bed, and the servant dare not close the door. The old man has two ears, and Qi Xin has no land.
Yeai doesn't know snow, but she feels uncomfortable. The cloth is as cold as iron, and the chaff is slightly warm.
If you don't think about it, it will be dark and empty. There's nothing I can do. I freeze to death in an isolated village! The rising sun is high and the breeze is in the green belt.
Into the pine without making any noise, shaking the willow shadow. Long-term practice should be latent, and it will float every time it gets dark.
When there is a forest, no tree rustles temporarily. Smoke slowly, light and auspicious.
The harvest year is waiting, singing beautiful Tang Yao. The breeze wrinkles the water boots, and the thin sun dries the clouds and eggs.
The same cloud curtain, the wind is mighty, and six flowers fly down. The setting sun is on the west peak, and the jade is full of snow.
The wind turned around and scared the ape to climb the jade. It's windy in Qinghai, and the flying sand beats the earthquake.
Dongting wind, dangerous wall folded if empty. If you go to the south, it will take a hundred years to decide what to do.
It's raining and snowing, and the wind is coming, cold and far away. Raise wine to persuade white clouds, and lament the decline of the year.
The breeze is blowing, which makes my horn string rhyme. Lean the new moon on the Hu bed and stop to blow the wind.
The grass is cool and the warbler is drizzling. The breeze blew over the reeds, and the light rain got wet.
Chun yin's desert soil is moist, with mild spring temperature. Storks fly into the air, and wind and rain sweep across Yuan Ye.
When Surabaya shines on the stars, the breeze blows the mirror uneven. The cold wind is tight and the rain is empty, and the number of maple trees in the north is new.
The breeze blows away the spring thoughts, and the light rain washes away the dark makeup. The spring breeze is like willow green, and the sun shines like a stranger.
The snow hits the window and the gravel is fine, and the wind sweeps the wild. Beautiful scenery is like a flat wall, and the breeze does not move.
When the breeze doesn't move, the sky is drunk and things are moist and silent. Last night, the cool wind was rustling, and fireflies floated in the bed.
The wind pushed the clouds down like mountains, and pedestrians on the road were covered with snow. The head of the ridge is cold, and the breeze and drizzle are chilling. The hibiscus flowers beside the moat are swaying in the sudden wind, and the oblique rain is beating the vines on the wall.
The wind shakes the handle of the Beidou, and the rain overflows the Tianhe wave. It's windy in Chengdu in June, and the houses are shaking.
Cui Wei, a dark cloud, blocked the void like a ghost in the wind. Thunder burst into flames and shot the earth red. The fate of heaven is ups and downs, and the dragon's tail does not drag the east.
Raindrops are on the same axis, mountains destroy rivers and overflow roads, and thousands of feet pine is uprooted. It doesn't mean that people will wash their breasts when they are young.
There are no clouds or stars in the sky, and the wind suddenly blows from the southwest. Shouteng's old wood is incomplete, and there is no room outside the door.
Weng Wei exclaimed that the child was crying and the roof tiles were flying empty. Wu Min magpie dies when the nest leans, and the empty black is also suspected of evil spirits.
There are only melons and cows in the south, hoping to be swept away. The pedant laughed at himself, and he was still studying.
The light rain and breeze separated the curtain, and the golden stove was cold and unintentional. Peach blossoms fall everywhere in spring, and catkins pile up snow to abandon suspicion.
Fisherman. Fisherman.
There is a breeze and Mao Mao rain on the river. Green and yellow clothes.
Red wine and white fish return at dusk. Death.
Death. Where is the flute?
In spring, a pole rises to add water. Grass and geese, green and breeze.
A stone dragon lying high can't breathe. The breeze is still and the sky is drunk.
The breeze makes green apples, and the breeze in the golden pool. Shake Cui Lin gently, and then hunt quietly.
It doesn't hurt to cover up the future. Once in the cold weather, Wan Li cleared the frost.
Destroy Deng Lin in the north and drop Fusang in the east. Sweep away the clouds and clear the selfless light.
You are lonely, and Yanhai is open to navigation. The breeze is soft and fragrant, and the morning light is scattered.
Where to study, Xixi and Qin Chun. There is a breeze in the courtyard, and Gao Songyun is born.
I'm not confused when I listen, and I feel refreshed every day. The breeze is blowing gently, and the desert is hazy.
Such as the word of God, like playing Dongting. Xi Feng, He Yu.
Give women fear. Will Ann be happy? Will that woman be abandoned?
Learn from the valley wind, maintain the wind and be depressed. Hold your fear in your arms.
Will be happy, throw it away. There is Feng in the west and Wei in the west.
No grass will never die, no wood will never wither. Forget my virtues and think about my little grievances.
The breeze is so.