Ode to the Difficult Road of Shu
Hey, whoa, whoa (y and x ū x sum)! High risk! The difficulty of Shu Dao is difficult to go to the sky!
Until the two rulers of this area (fú) forced through in the foggy age!
Forty-eight thousand years have passed and it has not been associated with Qin Sai.
And Dabaishan, to the west, still has only one bird path, all the way to the peak of Emei.
Once it was broken by an earthquake, some brave people lost it, and then the ladder stone stack (zhàn) was connected.
On the high flag, six dragons drive the sun, and far below, the river lashes its twisted channel.
It is difficult to climb such a height, even if the yellow crane says that apes want to climb it.
The green clay mountain is made up of many circles, with hundreds of steps and nine twists and turns.
Meng and Shen sat there, their hands touching y and ng (y ng) and sighing.
We don't know whether this road to the west will never end. The road ahead is getting darker and darker.
But look at the ancient forest of sad birds. The male bird rotates smoothly and follows the female bird.
Jathyapple, what comes to us is the melancholy voice of Du Fu, a sad empty mountain.
It's hard to get through the Shu Road, and it's hard to get to the sky. It turns pale when you smell it!
The highest cliff is less than a foot from heaven, and the withered pine trees hang low on the cliff surface.
Thousands of waterfalls (Hu:), (P: ng), cliff turn (Zhu:), rocky mountain.
With this dangerous situation, Ji and Hu Wei came here alone from afar.
Although the bunker is strong and severe, one person guards it and ten thousand people can't beat it.
Shou is also a relative of the bandit (fēi), but what about the wolf to his companions? .
There are terrible hungry tigers during the day and poisonous reptiles at night.
Brush your teeth and shǔn blood, killing people like hemp.
Although the Silk City is beautiful, I'd rather go home soon.
It is difficult for Shu Dao to reach the sky, so you can look at it from the west (zο)ο(Jiο).
Visit Tianmu Mountain in a Dream
Sleepwalking in Tianmu (M incarnation) saw off Li Bai.
The sea can explore the secluded state, and the water and fog are hidden but not close. But the Yue people talk about Mount Tianmu (M incarnation), and the clouds are light or visible. On a straight line leading to heaven, its peak enters heaven, topped with five sacred peaks, and casts a shadow across China. Tiantai (tāi) is eighteen thousand feet, and at this point, it begins to turn to the southeast.
My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue, flying over Jinghu Moon overnight. The moon lit up my shadow and took me to Xianghe. Xie's thatched cottage is still there, and the water in Shandong (land) is rippling with clear apes. I wore Xie (J:)' s earliest spiked shoes and climbed the Qingyun ladder. Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space. Thousands of turns, flowers lure me, stones slow me down. The day suddenly ended. Yin Yin (yǐn), the bear cannon dragon, shocked Lin Zhentian. In the clouds darkened by the darkness of rain, the water is full of smoke. God of thunder and lightning, the mountains are crumbling. The cave is full of stone leaves with an opening in the middle. An impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and the moon light up the gold and silver terrace. Wearing rainbow clothes and riding the wind, all the queens of the clouds came and came down one by one. With the tiger as the harp and the phoenix as the dancer, the images of fairies are arranged in rows. I moved, my soul flew and suddenly began to grow. My pillow and mat are the lost clouds in which I once lived.
This is the consistent way of human happiness, and all kinds of things will always flow to the east like water. So I'm leaving you. I don't know how long it will take. But let me raise a white deer on my green hillside and ride to you when I need you, Dashan. Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face!
Flowers on the river under the moonlight in spring
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide.
I drift with the tide for thousands of miles, and there is no moon by the river.
The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.
Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.
There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.
Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?
Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.
I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.
The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss.
Whose boat tonight, where do you miss the moon floor?
Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.
The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.
At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.
Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.
Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.
In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.
I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.
And Liu yongling (cold and sad)
Jiang Kui from Yangzhou (Huaizuo, Du Ming)
Xin Qiji is always happy (through the ages)
Everything is fine. Remember to choose me as the best!