The poems describing the separation of master and apprentice are
1. "Man Tingfang went to Laizhou Huang? Da Yan Zuo
year:? Yuan? Author:? Ma Yu
word of mouth, the truth is helpful, and the purpose is to understand the heart. The mysterious is interesting, and the bright moon should be cool. Grandmaster Zhong Li passed on Lu, and Lv Gong received and taught the maharaja. The maharaja's secret biography of Ma Yu is really helpful. Peng cheng joined friends and invited them to make recommendations. He made several trips. It is more compatible with knowing the festival and making it compatible with the festival. Kneel and receive the official order, and bless it in the Palace of Purple Pole. The blessing of the dead, rising to heaven, has gained deep respect for the Tao.
2.
year:? Don? Author:? Li Bai
how long the night is, and the empty songs are rotten. If you are not in harmony, Chen Ping will eventually help Han.
the gun sweeps away the Heluo, cutting the gap half straight. After many years, the party has not moved, and it is difficult to cloud and thunder.
Heaven and man are holding fast to each other, while tigers and bamboos are bright and graceful. Shi pen Huang Jintai, preach the sapphire case.
because of the autumn wind, I feel sorry for myself. The Lord was suspicious, and Julian Waghann suddenly deserted.
since I came to Baisha, I have been clamoring for Danyang shore. The guest is like a cloud, which dissipates from the wind.
the middle finger in the boat can be pointed, and the bones in the city contend. Go through the customs hastily, and count before you go.
the drama of the south is full of sparks, and the north is boundless. I don't care about the seven treasures whip, so I stay on the road to play.
it's too white to eat at night, and changhong is popular in Japan and China. Qin Zhaoxing's heavenly soldiers, the vast Kyushu chaos.
it's quite high for Zu Ti to feel grateful to the Lord. Swear to run water when crossing the river, aiming to clear the Central Plains.
it's hard to repeat a sad song when you draw your sword and hit the front post.
3.
Date:? Song? Author:? Shi Zichun
Shi Kuang and Li Lou didn't follow me, but they didn't like the image and got Xuanzhu.
the heart is full of enthusiasm, and the bottom is clear and different.
4.
when is "Deng Xi Hu Bei Lou"? Song? Author:? Qiu Zhuo
the mood of wandering is weary, and climbing high is the beginning of observation.
at night, the three sides of the garden are blown open, and at dawn, the day is cold.
in Nanping cave, the lotus blossoms are in harmony, and in the east pole, the Aofeng snow is romantic.
The sound shape of the distance is poor, and it is far from Zhu Shi Kuang.
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Twelve Poems on Idle Dwelling in Tongjiang:? Don? Author:? Guan Xiu
It's raining hard, and it's the ancient bank of Tongjiang. I'm going to return to Xianzhang, but I've just been left by Xie Gong.
the burning invaded the tea dock, and the afterglow shone on the watchtower. It's still intentional to sit, and the water flows in front of it.
the incense brake leads to the truth, and the balcony leans against the county town. It's gloomy and old-fashioned, and it's rough and light.
The frescoes are embellished with mountains, and the fairy bell is buckled with the moon. Why do you need to form a Western society? There is no life on the main road.
burn sandalwood seals in the quiet room and iron bottles in the deep furnace. Tea and Ferula warm, fire bergenin.
Several flying cranes read the scriptures in piles. Why not ride like Zhi Dun?
don't ask Sang Zi, only the teacher is wonderful and lucky. Sleeping in the rubble, I don't feel the setting sun
collect the leaves alone and teach the children to explore the cypress pulp. Don't laugh, Wang Sun, but the indifferent taste is still long.
Poems cut ice into sentences, and most of them talk about the main road. Who knows this, it only closes every day.
The suckling mouse goes through the barren wall, and the turtle goes to the clean basin. Because knowing that nothing is expensive, the words are even more speechless.
red millet with rice and moss, and a few cups of tea. You should only be in the Tao, and you have no intention of coming.
the trees are stacked with fairy caves, and the mountains are full of steam and thunder. Since he was too embarrassed to smile, the door never opened.
cicadas are in a hurry and rustling in the wild, and the letter in the mountain repeatedly beckons. Mushroom cooking with tree fragrance, poem □□□ Qiong Yao.
people are taught to recognize that wild hazelnuts lead to burning. My emperor's gift is bone, who is beautiful in the southern dynasties?
dew drops of grass make autumn refreshing. Frost is like honey, like salt bracts.
floating moss invades the gnat hole, which leads to the sunset crane nest. It's like a mountain in the sun, and the door is even more knocking.
A bird sweater is different, and it comes frequently like singing. After the depression and autumn illness, the mottled green moss is deep.
golden statues of pearls and green cages, and jade harps sprinkled on the wind spring. Who knows what I am comfortable with, but it is not my heart.
the hibiscus peak lives in it, so what if it is closed? A white fox and a deer have not seen a canal for many years.
the red spring is fragrant and dripping, while the osmanthus is cold and soothing. Only Xixi Sou, always in trouble.
remembering the days in the mountains makes the monks want to decline. Yi Deng is always at dawn, and never leaves his teacher for ten years.
The water draws ice streams and slides, and the clock hits the snow pavilion. Never introspect, never learn what to plan.
if the bag is not full, the door will never pass. The dirt well is even cold, and the wind curtain is full of leaves.
village children are as stubborn as iron, and mountain vegetables are as hard as sand. Only the mountains in front, there is nothing in the window.