1, it's easier to meet than to leave, so where will I look back?
2. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. Lipper
3, know yourself, know the past. Lu Chunqiu
Send a message that it is sunny in Los Angeles, and the spring will be twice as good next year.
5. Insist that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are breaking the rocks. After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight. -"Bamboo Stone" Xie
I lost my seat for tomorrow morning, but I saw Wu Yunfei. -Tang Li Bai's Tour of Mount Tai (6)
7. In the old society, the swallows in front of Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.
8. A loving mother's arm is made of love. How can a child sleep in it without sweetness? (Hugo)
If I were a snowflake, flying in the air/I must know my direction-/fly, fly, fly,-/I have my direction in this land.
10, the rain is unusual, and it lasts for three or two days. Don't be upset. You see, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a thin thread, woven densely. There is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. (Zhu Ziqing, "Spring")
1 1. Qiantang is different from the past. The tide moves eastward and far away. The world is not three thousand years old, and things have changed, which is sad. -[Yuan] Zhang Yining's "Zhejiang Shili"
12, the east is not bright and the west is bright. When it gets dark, there is a south in the north. When God closes a door, he always opens a window.
13, at first glance, you can't find it under the light of smoke. My hometown is on the road, and this place is called the middle of the lake.
14, poor bone by the wuding river, still a dream girl.
15, the old man felt that the years on earth were fleeting, and he stayed at the window in Yi Deng. I wasted a long night reading, and there was no negative autumn. How can a sick tooth eat pork? The residual body can only read clothes and fur. Chongyang lies down to see the ascending couple, and the dogwood mourns itself. Autumn Night Land Tour in Southern Song Dynasty
16, Song Yin's half bow moss, I'm too lazy to look at it. Bored, I went to the fountain to water the banana. The pattering sound startled the children who were playing. They thought it suddenly began to rain. -Song Yang Wanli's "Two quatrains of a nap in early summer" is one of them.
17, Jiang Yousi's son came back, not me. No, I did, and then I regretted it. Book of Songs. Call Jiang Yousi.
18, people are only seven days in spring and have been away from home for two years. The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng's "Homecoming")
19, flowing water comes to the hole, and one vein connects the world.
20, it didn't rain on the mountain, and the clothes were wet.
2 1, the savage is sick and the wild garden is open. I smell the flute in sadness, but I can't see the white clothes in my eyes. Yuan Yu is listening to military music. Anyone who has sympathy will knock on the corner. Red beam and green, I know you are drunk and looking at the station in your hometown. "Yang Ri sent people to eastern Zhejiang to engage in" Tang.
22. Mochow doesn't know the way ahead, and no one in the world knows you.
23, the road is long, Xiu Yuan Xi, Xiu Yuan Xi, I will search up and down. Lisao
24. I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
25. I want to weave acacia flowers and send them far away, but I miss each other all day long. -Li Shangyin
26, now flying flowers are full of cockroaches, leaving no old appearance. When the big plan went through customs, it was all tea.
27. Who says there is no shortage of life? The water in front of the door can still flow west, so don't sing yellow chicken with white hair.
28. A midsummer night's dream: weeping willows and a warm wind in the West Lake intoxicated tourists.
29. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green. The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain. Horizon, a corner of the sea, intimate friends are half scattered. A ladle of turbid wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight. (Li Shutong: "Goodbye")
30. What time does the West Lake Song and Dance close?