The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci
Looking back at the eagle wilderness, thousands of twilight clouds spread to the horizon. Wang Wei's Hunting Observation
Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic. Li Bai bid farewell to his friends.
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away. Li Bai's "Early Making Baidicheng"
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years. Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years. Gao Shi's Don't Move Big
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ... Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright. Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.
The city music under the overpass is soft and melodious, half of it goes with the river wind and the other half floats into the clouds. Du Fu's "Giving Flowers"
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds. Du Mu's Mountain Walk
A crane in the clear sky rows clouds, bringing poetry to the blue night. Liu Yuxi's Autumn Poems
As written in a China poem, we are not afraid of dark clouds covering our sight, because we are already on the top of the mountain. Wang Anshi's "Climbing the Peak"
I only see the clouds rising from the sea every night, and who knows the clouds in the morning? Li Bai's "Drink Poison to Quench Thirst"
Where is the hometown of Qinling Mountains? Snow blocked the blue horse. Han Yu's "Moving to the Left to Show Grandnephew's Neck"
Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang. Meng Haoran's Letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang
2. On the poem "Cloud", the mountain wind blows the crane in blowing sheng, and the predecessors in the mountains look at Cui Yun Screen.
Penglai searched for Yaochi Road in vain, and there was a curtain pavilion on earth.
Luo Zhifan is always like a cloud, and fine grass is like a butterfly skirt.
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
When I asked your students under a pine tree, "my teacher," he replied, "went to pick herbs."
However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? .
As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered. You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.
Although Jianghan is vast, it is not difficult to cross by boat. The quicksand is hard to walk, but the horseshoe often returns.
Whenever I am a guest, I am invited to look for you. If what you see is idle fu, you must have never heard of it.
I know my neighbors, too. It seems to be a noisy atmosphere. But smile from generation to generation, why hide white clouds.
Boshan alone is small. Green fog is flying everywhere. I'm afraid I'll learn the clouds and do spring dawn on the balcony. Xiao Chun. Xiao Chun. A yard full of green grass
Di Qing, Wan Li, the moon is lonely, sweeping away the clouds.
It's a good autumn night in Shandong, so I don't need help on the bridge.
Lipper
Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an.
A thin layer of frost shone like a small mirror on my cold cushion.
High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon.
Lonely as a flower, rising from the clouds. Above, I saw the blue and deep sky.
Below, I saw the green and agitation of the water. The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them,
Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? . Sauvignon Blanc destroys the heart and soul.
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.
A sailing tourist will talk about Japan, which is hidden in water and fog and inaccessible.
However, when the Vietnamese talk about Tianmu Mountain, they can still see it through clouds of different depths.
Step by step, [3] I heard the news.
The darkness bid farewell to the monk and bowed its head to the white clouds.
Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.
With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.
It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk, a lot of roads, and today's safety.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
There are too many China poems written in the clouds, no less than 8,000.
The one downstairs is really mean. This is a complete copy of me. Let me add a few words.
Du Mu
Spring breeze is the most gentle and elegant, it appears in the west of Liucun.
Jiao Guang Yun lives in a cave, and the stream is divided into streams.
Yun Lan is impatient, and egrets have strong spirits.
Luck sense
Look at the clouds all day long and never look back. If you don't care, you seem to have no talent.
Poor Glory-Pian Yu, where does sunny Wan Li come from?
Where is the bubbling water in the fairy boat?
The wind on Lu 'an gradually fades away, making your home look like a savage.
Clouds and water are still worthy of appreciation, and whistling and singing are also very comfortable.
3. Accumulate poems about clouds. The poems describing the clouds are as follows: The white clouds in Tang Dynasty on the ridge, the white clouds in Baijuyiling have not dispersed, and the drought in Tanaka will dry up. What if it dies by itself? Can it make rain by chasing the east wind? On Xia Yun, Tang's potential energy turned into a beautiful mountain. In an instant, Cui Wei grew up. Birds can't fly, and the wind blows. Every day, everything is different and the website is forgotten. If you want it to rain in summer, you should smell the thunder on the river first. You can see three plain clouds in spring. You can see Suyun in early spring, and your heart is high. Colorful light floating, jade purple. The color of the sunset is natural. It gives Tang and Chen Xilie a sense of the sky between the clouds and columns, making the columns of the mountain dense. The mountain under the curtain is dark enough to add luster to the opening day. It makes clothes moist and can cool pillows. If you have no intention to accompany the rain, why do you dream of King Jing? Dongfeng Pavilion is endowed with one thing each, which makes Yun, Tang and Cui stand on the ridge to increase the meaning and the center. Otherwise, the idle crane forgot the plane. It went to the platform beside Xiangyang River for no reason, and sent Wang Xiang home in the evening rain. Spring clouds, Tang and Deng, shake from west to east, driven by the wind in the forest. The potential shifts to the greenway, and the shadow is in the green wave. Tomorrow, the sunrise will be covered again. Go to the horse with the customs, and the traffic will lead to the flood. The color will change, and the light will be far and near. For the forest, it will be a scenic spot. Suddenly, I went down to the sky. Because the wind looked far away, I found a long-term peace. Du Fu's Yuntang Dragon is like a Qutang Club, and the river is deep and white. I often climb in the canyon all year round and go through the forest every night. The harvest is at night. Gaozhai is not a place, so it is exquisite and troublesome. Du Fu's grazing in Yuntang is an obstacle, so why did I come from an open mind? I entered the cave at dawn. Gu Yun's Guan Xiu Society in Tang Dynasty was more afraid of bending than Bai Lugeng's. At first, he thought that there were not so many remnant snow. The breeze took him further, and he was bright and lonely. China in Yuntang gathered in vain, and the savage looked at his leisure place. I don't know that he has no roots, so he covers the moon and the stars. Yuntang and Han Yan deeply provoked the sadness of parting, like a car that had been covered for a long time. The mountain hit. It is said that Wang Xiang's dreams are also rare. White clouds rose into the sky and swayed in the clear sky. Multiplication and transformation followed the twists and turns, and there was no intention of taking responsibility. If you want to sell it, you should still take the sun, which will be more broken because of the wind. The sky is thin and difficult to decide, while the sky is high and the color is poor. The shadow is full of vitality, and the light is too empty. If you go from the dragon, it will also give material benefits. Five poems, Nan Chi, Xi Tang Yun Jiao. Floating with me. Clouds are empty, mountains are high and water is long. Infinitely dry seedlings wither, leisurely and carefree place strange peaks. Clouds rise on the beams of clouds, and the atmosphere is not still. Brocade touches the stone and blocks the sun. The trees are full of smoke and the moon is hidden. It will enter the gale. The shadow is too heavy to cover. The feeling of flying is very high, and the threat is everywhere. Li Shangyin, in the era of Qi, Liang, Qing and Tang rhyme, slowly drove the smoke waves, as if jealous of the willows falling. So he's near the Flying Pavilion and wants to go back to the vicious market. He likes to draw fans, open up landscapes and make soft strips. He is tolerant of the location in the south, living in a cowshed and at night. He recited the Tang Dynasty, held his son at night, and hid the stars on Qixi Ming. Only in this way can he smell the wandering road and see it. Knowledge is the name of Chu God. In the Tang Dynasty, clouds rose from the mountains, and Li Shen rose in the clouds, making the mountains clear and fresh. The peaks in Shixiuli are in full bloom, and bloom is warm in spring. There are few days in Lin Jing, with beautiful mountains and clear waters and frequent mountains. When you return to the cliff, you can cover cranes, streams or follow people. Shoot the snow, and there are immortals on the balcony at night. You should sit in Yujingbin for nine days. It is endowed with mountains and clouds, Tang, Cui. Empty will confuse Chu Jun, and the colorful clouds in Li Yong in the Tang Dynasty appear at the end of the year, haunting Gushantou. They are scattered in five colors and condensed into a sadness. Although the shadow sinks to the bottom of the ravine and swims around in the sky, the wind will fly away and should not stay here for long. Tang and Li Zhongyun went to the frost, and the sunny sky was beautiful. Unintentional and not stagnant, curled up in the east wind. The models of Tang and Jong Li in Xia Yun are in the western suburbs, but they are not seen. Ran Ran's trip to Tianjin is different in the end because of the dragon itself. It rains everywhere, warming the mountain springs. Quiet clouds are near, idle cranes are near. The emperor's hometown belongs to Mo Wen, and dreams of Chu and Dian have been frequent. Judging from the white seal, the garden in the poem is new. The cold face is horizontal, and the toad wheel is light. It's not sluggish, nor does it mean to roll back and forth. If you don't smoke, talk about it and you will. If you succeed, you will return to China. Lush green contains the evening scenery, white, condensed with the autumn glow. The night in Han Yin is deep, covered with the clothes of a lonely fairy. Clouds piled up on the mountain. The Luchang Lingshan Mountain in the Tang Dynasty is covered with clouds and gloomy in the morning. Look at the tree, the flowers are white and the peaks are new. Shadows are scattered and scales are flowing. As high as a dragon, as low as a stone. Thick light covered half the cave. I'm not my bow either. Yun, Tang Dynasty and Ye Luo are all rivers and lakes, and the roads are not harmonious. Don't be so embarrassed, the emperor's hometown is warmer. The floating clouds in Tang and Luo Yin dissolved, dragging themselves to have fun, but they didn't go to Cangwu, the hometown of the emperor. If you don't care, you have nothing to do, and you were once worried about killing King Chu Xiang. In spring, Tang Peicheng's desolation will be resolved again, so take advantage of the spring. In the early days of the forest, this depth was just as heavy. The light color is scattered by the stream, and the light color is poured by the rain. Those who carry firewood in their spare time will meet on the ridge. Seeing that the peaks of Miracle in Tang Yun touched the rocks and moistened the moss and money, they drove away the high winds and stayed away from waterfalls and springs. Lying in the depths is really quiet, and it is immortal to go up. There is a shadow at the bottom of the Cangjiang River in Chihiro, but there is no sky in Wan Li. I remember the blue wall of Laoshan Mountain, and I meditated with the old monk around buddhist nun. A piece of Ky, with a clear Wan Li cloud at the bottom. A rain blew away the dust in Wan Li. Xia Yun's Qu and Tang Dynasties are all rugged with red rocks, bright waves at night and many ghosts lying in the dry. Candles and candles were pressed by Wan Li on natural ravines, and lightning flashed in the air. It doesn't rain if it rains well, but it is dangerous to rely on the sky when the wind blows in the windless place. The wizard is even more lost. He burns incense every day and can't wait to smell it. If the sky smells.
4. Poems describing clouds 1. "Wang Yue"
Author Du Fu, Tang Dynasty,
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.
Layers of white clouds, cleaning the gully on the chest; The flat bird flew into the eye socket. Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
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How majestic is Mount Tai? Walking out of Qilu, you can still see Qingfeng. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful scenery, and the south and the north separate the morning and the evening. Layers of white clouds, clean up the gullies in the chest; Go back to the birds and fly into the eyes of the scenery. We must climb to the top of Mount Tai, overlooking the mountains, full of lofty sentiments.
Second, "Autumn Ci"
Author Liu Yuxi, Tang Dynasty
Since ancient times, I feel sad and lonely every autumn. I think autumn is more than spring.
There was no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
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I feel sad and lonely every autumn since ancient times, but I think autumn is better than spring. In the clear sky of Wan Li, a crane flies in the sky, which triggered my poetry about the blue sky.
Third, "Qiantang Lake Spring Tour"
Author Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty,
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
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Bypassing the north of Gushan Temple, strolling in the west of Jiagong Pavilion, the white clouds hang low at the beginning of the lake. Several warm trees that the oriole came out early competed for sunshine, and the new swallows were busy building nests and holding mud. Wild flowers will be dazzling when they are competing to open, and spring grass has just crossed the horseshoe before it grows tall. The beautiful scenery in the east of the favorite lake is unforgettable. Rows of willow trees pass through a white sand embankment.
Fourth, "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Author Du Fu, Tang Dynasty,
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
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Good rain seems to pick the right time, arrival in the spring when everything is born. With the breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth.
Thick dark clouds covered the fields and paths, and only a little fishing fire from a fishing boat by the river emitted a ray of light, which was particularly bright. When the morning comes, the wet soil must be covered with red petals, and the streets and alleys of Jinguancheng must be a colorful scene.
V. "Man Jiang Hong Xie Honghuai"
Author Yue Fei, Song Dynasty
Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy.
Jingkang is ashamed, but it is still snowing. When will courtiers hate it? Driving a long car, breaking through the lack of Helan Mountain. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky.
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I was so angry that my hair stood on end. I raised my hat and leaned against the railing. The rain has just stopped in Mao Mao. Looking up and looking around, I saw a vast land, sighing and sighing, and my heart was full of patriotism. Although some fame has been established for more than 30 years, it is as insignificant as dust. The north and south fought for 8 thousand miles and experienced many storms.
Don't waste your time, your hair is all white, and only one person regrets it. Jing Kangnian's great shame has not been cleared. When will the resentment of officials disappear? I will drive a chariot to attack Helan Mountain, and even Helan Mountain will be razed to the ground. I am full of ambition. I eat the enemy's meat when I am hungry, and I drink the enemy's blood when I am thirsty. I want to start all over again, recover the old rivers and mountains, and worship the old capital Jingque.
5. Poetry about Clouds Clouds on the Ridge
Tang Bai Juyi
The drought in the field will dry up before the white clouds on the ridge disperse.
What can you do if you die? Can it make rain without chasing the east wind?
Yongyun
Dong Tang Sigong
White clouds rose in the emperor's hometown and flew across the sky. As the moon reflects on the renewal front, branches and leaves from the wind apply.
Staggered through the pavilion and suddenly fell from the sky. Because the wind looks far away, peace lingers for a long time.
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Dondum
Look at the clouds all day long and never look back. If you don't care, you seem to have no talent.
Poor Glory-Pian Yu, where does sunny Wan Li come from?
How can I tell through these clouds? , but towards which corner of the mountain. Jia Dao's Absence Notes
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci
Looking back at the eagle wilderness, thousands of twilight clouds spread to the horizon. Wang Wei's Hunting Observation
Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic. Li Bai bid farewell to his friends.
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away. Li Bai's "Early Making Baidicheng"
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years. Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years. Gao Shi's Don't Move Big
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ... Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright. Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.
The city music under the overpass is soft and melodious, half of it goes with the river wind and the other half floats into the clouds. Du Fu's "Giving Flowers"
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds. Du Mu's Mountain Walk
A crane in the clear sky rows clouds, bringing poetry to the blue night. Liu Yuxi's Autumn Poems
As written in a China poem, we are not afraid of dark clouds covering our sight, because we are already on the top of the mountain. Wang Anshi's "Climbing the Peak"
I only see the clouds rising from the sea every night, and who knows the clouds in the morning? Li Bai's "Drink Poison to Quench Thirst"
Where is the hometown of Qinling Mountains? Snow blocked the blue horse. Han Yu's "Moving to the Left to Show Grandnephew's Neck"
Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang. Meng Haoran's Letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang
6. The poem describing the cloud is 1. At the end of the year, the colorful clouds are shocking and haunt the lonely mountain head.
2. The Cuilou is foggy, and the Lotus Peak has a sunset glow. 3. Yun Qi, Shanxin.
White clouds rise from the girder, and the atmosphere never stops. White clouds rise in the distance and sway in the clear sky.
6. If you look at the clouds all day and don't look back, if you don't care, you will look incompetent. 7. The ground smells like white clouds, and the sky covers Tianzhu.
8. Stand and increase your distance, and look at the peaks and lonely clouds. 9. The drought in the field will dry up before the white clouds on the ridge disperse.
10. On a sunny and early spring day, I look forward to Suyun with high heart. 1 1. The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky and is in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds.
12. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. 13. But through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? .
14. Wild trails and clouds are all black, while rivers and boats are bright. 15. The moon rises like a mirror and the sea clouds twinkle like a palace.
16. It's daytime in Huang Yun, thousands of miles away, and the north wind blows goose feather and heavy snow one after another. 17. Say goodbye to Bai Di Caiyun and return to Jiangling one day.
18. There are people in the depths of the white clouds. 19. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds. It is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain.
20. The sand sea has deepened unfathomable ice, gloomy clouds and bleak Wan Li condensate.
7. Poems describing the mountains on the clouds, the clouds are on the Tang Dynasty, the white clouds on the mountains are not scattered, and the green wheat in Tanaka will wither.
What can you do if you die? Can it make rain without chasing the east wind? Summer's potential energy turned into a graceful figure, and in an instant he grew into one. Birds can't fly, but strong winds can blow them away.
One day in Wanzhou, forget the site. If you want it to rain in summer, smell the thunder on the river first.
I saw three Suyun in early spring, but I saw Suyun's heart in early spring. Colorful lanterns floating jade, purple gas reservoir Yuan Jun ..
Faint sky, carefree upper boundary. Luan can't climb, fairy blows away.
Courtesy to the monarch, clear training to solve disputes. When people return to the place where they want to hang, the glow is self-contained.
Tang and Chen Xilie are regarded as the pillars of talents and the vast pillars of life. It was dark under the curtain, which added light to the growing account opening.
Partial clothes make the pillow cool. If you have no intention to accompany the rain, why do you dream of King Jing?
The East Peak Pavilion is endowed with a cloud on the ridge, the green lotus stands in the Tang Dynasty, and the lonely cloud is seen in the middle peak. Dissolve dangerous stones, every piece must be in the evening.
Gradually, the trees dried up and the remnants flew more densely. In the green soil of Yuntang, the road is straight for the benefit of the forest, otherwise the crane will forget the plane.
Go to Xiangyang platform for no reason, and send Xiang Wang back to the rain at dusk. Spring clouds, Tang and Deng swaying from west to east, chasing the wind in the forest.
The potential moves in the greenway, and the shadow is in the green wave. Tomorrow, the morning sun will cover the sky again.
Go to the horse after passing the customs, and go to the fortress to attract you back to Hong Kong after passing the customs. Let the color change, and the light will be far and near.
If it works for Lin, it will help you succeed. In the Tang Dynasty, Dong Sigong's hometown was full of white clouds and flying all over the sky.
As the moon reflects on the renewal front, branches and leaves from the wind apply. Staggered through the pavilion and suddenly fell from the sky.
Because the wind looks far away, peace lingers for a long time. Du Fu-long in Yun Tang Dynasty is like Qu Tang Dynasty, and the river is deep and white.
The gorge often rises all year round, and the forest will pass every night. Harvest the word frost Zhu, obviously in the evening cen.
Gaozhai is not a place, exquisite and annoying. The matter of Tang Yun Du Mu, that is, the obstacle, the source is modesty.
Dawn enters Dongting and dusk returns to Wuxia Gorge. Cross the river with the shadow of birds, hug trees and sing with apes.
Don't hide in the prosperous Tang Dynasty and wait for the rain. Du Mu in Yuntang looked at Yuntou all day and never looked back. He seems to have no talent by accident.
Poor Glory-Pian Yu, where does sunny Wan Li come from? Gu Yun's Guan Xiu in the Tang Dynasty will be more afraid of bending than a Bai Lugeng, and will not be as much as Can Xue initially thought. The breeze leads further, and the lonely Nair River is clear.
Guo Zhenji in Yuntang returned from the void, and the savage was idle to see it. I don't know that I have no roots, but I cover the sun, the moon and the stars.
Tang Yun and Han Cong deeply provoked the sadness of parting, like a car that had already been submerged. The mountain should always touch the stone, and the sky should always return from the dragon.
Don't open the window cage leading to jathyapple, so you can wet your clothes in the fairy cave. After the spring breeze was indifferent, I saw that Wang Xiang's dream was also rare.
White clouds rose into the sky and swayed into the clear sky. Multiplied with the book, it is unintentional.
If you want to sell it, you still have to take the sky, which will be more because of the wind. Love is thin and difficult to decide, and the sky is high and the color is poor.
Shadow closes the vitality table, and light extinguishes emptiness. If you walk from the dragon, you will also give.
Five Miscellaneous Poems of Nanchi: Jiao Ran's Book of Xi Tang Rhyme, full of meaning and vitality. Tangible things are not tired, but go with the wind without trace.
Don't blame the appearance, float with me. Yun Tang, everything is empty, reflecting water and hiding mountains.
Infinitely withered seedlings wither, and the leisurely place is a strange peak. The beam of Tang Yun Li Jiao rises with the white clouds, and the atmosphere never stops.
Brocade touches the stone, and the shadow shines. Smoke for thousands of years, autumn moon hides.
Will enter the wind song, from dragon to round que. , Guo,, secretarial section.
The sky rises from the dragon, and the green hills touch the stones. The official name is ancient, and the shadow is light.
The feeling of flying is very high, and the threat is everywhere. Qi Liangqing Tang Yun Li Shangyin slowly chased the smoke waves, like a jealous Liu Mian gourd ladle.
So, I am on the verge of flying to the pavilion and want to return to the vicious circle. Love songs draw fans, and scenery is made into soft strips.
More Nainan, Niuzhu night. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin believed that the night of Qixi Moon was broken and the stars were hidden.
I just heard the wandering road, and I saw the heavy city. At dusk, the pond rises with the dragon, and in autumn, the river squeezes geese.
Only Song Yu should be called the name of Chu God. Clouds rise from the mountains. In the Tang Dynasty, Xiangyun rose in Shen Li and floated in the green hills.
The peaks and hills linger in Shi Xiu, and flowers bloom in spring. Lin Jing has few somersaults, beautiful mountains and frequent mountains.
When returning to the cliff, cover the crane, still stream or follow the people. Shoot the snow, and have God on the balcony at night.
If you go to heaven, you will sit in Yujingbin. It was endowed with peaks and clouds. In the Tang Dynasty, there was mist in the Cuilou of Li Shimin, and sunset in the Lotus Peak.
Jade leaves gather in rocks, and gold branches touch stones. Across the sky, forming shadows and blowing Tam away one by one.
If you have to go under the balcony, you will be confused by the air. In the Tang Dynasty, the colorful clouds in Li Yong surprised the end of the year and filled the lonely mountain head.
Scattered into five colors, condensed into a sadness. Although the shadow sank to the bottom of the ravine, it wandered in the sky.
The wind will fly away and won't stay here for long. Chunyun, Tang Li, Yin to frost, Kong.
Unintentional and not stagnant, curled up in the east wind. The peaks of Xia and Li Zhongru are in the western suburbs, not from the dragon horse.
Thanks to the good wind, it turned into sweet rain, helping the seedlings in the field. Tang Yun Jong Li was far away from caves and valleys, and Ran Ran went to Tianjin.
There is a reason why holding the sun is different. It rains and warms the mountain spring.
Quiet clouds are near, idle cranes are near. From Dixiang to Mo Wen, dreams of Chu and Dian have been frequent.
From white to seal, Bi is a new poem. Cold capacity horizontal fishing pond, light wisp of toad wheel.
It's not sluggish, it's unintentional rolling and stretching. If you don't smoke, you will wander around.
I can make five colors to cover Chen Zi. Watching Clouds Liu Yuxi felt Yin Qi when he was excited about clouds in the Tang Dynasty. His illness seemed to play it by ear.
Come on a sunny day, do what you want, and come back when you succeed. Lush night scene, white and concentrated Qiu Guang.
The depth of the night is silver, the clothes of the lonely immortal. Clouds come out of the mountain, and the clouds are hidden in Luchang Lingshan in the Tang Dynasty, and the morning is full of yin.
Look at the trees, flowers, peaks and snow. Ying Song Zhang Gaiying, spread fish scales according to the stream.
As high as a dragon, as low as a stone. Thick light is hidden in half a cave, and light dust is floating.
Jade opens the sky, remote pity accounts for early spring. Talking about floating clouds, Tang Lu is empty. It is in the sky and underground.
Fake synthesis of this image, I am not my bow. Ye Luo at the time of Yuntang had traveled all over the rivers and lakes one after another, so it was impossible to take a good road.
Don't be so embarrassed, it's warmer in the countryside. Luo Yin, a floating cloud in the Tang Dynasty, dissolved and dragged himself to relax instead of going to Cangwu, the land of emperors.
Mo Tao has no plans, so he has nothing to do. He is also worried about killing King Chu Xiang. Chunyun Tang Peicheng's desolation was dissolved again, and he did whatever he wanted in the spring.
The forest has just begun to show its leaves, but it hasn't reached its peak yet. The rising sun is cold and blue, and the fine smoke is clean.
The twilight faded and the depth was heavy. Thin dispersion in the stream, light shadow with heavy rain.
Those who have leisure to carry firewood will meet on the ridge. Look at the clouds and the Tang Dynasty, and see what peaks touch the stones and wet the moss, and then drive the high winds away from the waterfalls and springs.
Lying in the depths is really quiet, and it is immortal to go up. There is a shadow at the bottom of the Cangjiang River in Chihiro, but there is no sky in Wan Li.
Recalling the blue walls of the old mountains and visiting the temples with the old monks. The clouds in the sky are clear from the bottom of the water, poor as I am.
8. The ancient poem describing clouds is1; A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. (Li Bai: "Guan Shanyue")
2. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai: (Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain))
However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? . (Jia Dao: An absence note)
4. Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
The moon rises like a mirror and the sea clouds twinkle like a palace. (Li Bai: "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry")
6. Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining and the north wind is blowing snow. (Gao Shi: "Don't be big")
7. Say goodbye to Baidi Caiyun and return to Jiangling one day. (Li Bai: "Early Making Baidicheng")
8. In the distant cold mountain, the stone path is oblique, and there are people deep in the white clouds. (Du Mu: "Mountain Walk")
9. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds. It is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. (Wang Zhihuan: Liangzhou Ci)
10. The sand sea has deepened unfathomable ice, gloomy clouds and desolate Wan Li condensate. (Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)
9. The yellow crane will never return to the world, and the white clouds will never fly to Cui Hao and the Yellow Crane Tower.
Half an acre of square pond opened, and the sky was overcast.
It's never a long rope. It's hard to hate water when it reaches the clouds.
The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds.
Clouds need clothes, flowers need capacity, and spring breeze blows the threshold to show off China.
Say goodbye to Baidi Caiyun and return to Jiangling one day.
A red dew incense, heartbroken in vain.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
A cloud rises between the light of heaven and me, hiding his city from my melancholy heart.
The silk river with beautiful spring scenery floats between heaven and earth, like a cloud next to the jade peak, shuttling between ancient times and the present.
I will walk until the river blocks my way, then sit down and look at the rising clouds.
The Yellow River is far above the white clouds. It is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain.
Yellow cranes no longer come, and white clouds no longer fly.
There are people in the depths of white clouds.
I don't remember when I got drunk, so it was easy to get together and leave.
The geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water, so it is difficult to dispel this sadness.
How long is it longer than the dream of spring, and it seems like the autumn clouds are nowhere to be found.
Looking at the mountains and rivers beyond the clouds, I am still old osmanthus.