A, the northern song dynasty Huang Tingjian "know pine and cypress cold":
Pine and cypress are the only children, and green flowers bloom all the year round. If you hide your heart, it will fade, and when you get old, you will know that you are cold. The late frost is bleak and round. Let the ants hole it, it's too late without an axe. Shake down the tranquility of the Millennium and dance sadly. Gong Zheng helped Zhenguan. He had never seen Feng Yi.
Second, Shao Yong's Great Cold in the Northern Song Dynasty:
The old snow has not disappeared, and the new snow has become a family. Frozen silver bed in front of the steps, ice stalactites under the eaves. There is no honor in the Qing dynasty, and the wind is angry. Every species has its own tongue, and words can't be spit out.
Third, Li Zhiyi's Nanxiangzi Dragon Boat Festival in Song Dynasty:
In the light rain and wet dusk, in the afternoon, Chen Jia closed the door alone, and Chao Yan led the chicks to ecstasy, looking for night marks between the beams in the air. The hostel is like a village, and no one brings a bottle of good things. Only Yinger knows this hatred and hospitality, just as she smelled it on the pillow at that time.
Four, Tang Yin's "Three Minutes in the Afternoon":
Teenagers are more affectionate on holidays, but when they get older, they will feel sad. It's useless, but just pray for wine and wine. The temples add white heads day by day, and pomegranates bloom year by year. Thousands of years of sages and fools are instantaneous, and several people are lost in several names.
5. Dragon Boat Festival in Xiao Zhong, Yuan Shuyuan:
Abby cattail is busy everywhere, and whoever has a long five-color arm at the end of the family day will hang Yuan Xiang in the air. Don't talk about the past. A thousand years of loyalty will make the sun shine, and reading Li Sao will always hurt. No one will untie the tree and turn it into a cool afternoon.
Six, Tang Bai Juyi "Fu De Gu Yuan Cao Farewell":
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Seven, the Tang dynasty Li Bai "to Wang Lun":
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. Li Bai was about to travel by boat when he heard singing on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Lake is as deep as thousands of feet, it can't compare with what Wang Lun did to me.
Eight, the Tang dynasty Li Bai "seeing friends off":
Green mountains are located on the north side of the city wall, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city. Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away. 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.