In the second year, the government will be harmonious and everything will flourish. It is to rebuild Yueyang Tower, add its old system, and engrave Tang Xian's poems on it, which belongs to writing. Guanfu Baling wins in Dongting Lake.
Take a distant mountain, swallow the Yangtze River, and make a vast soup, boundless; It's sunny in the morning and cloudy at night. This is the grand view of Yueyang Tower, which was prepared by predecessors. But the northern martial arts, the Antarctic Xiaoxiang, and the poets who moved abroad will all be here, and they will look at things well. If the husband rains heavily, even the moon can't be opened; Evil wind whistling, turbid waves emptying; The sun, moon and stars are hidden, and the mountains are hidden; Business travel is bad and ruined; Twilight, tigers roar and apes crow; When you go to the temple building, you are homesick, sad, sad and sad.
If it is spring, it is calm and the sky is high and the clouds are light; Sha Ou, travel, shore zhi, lush. Or the long smoke is exhausted, the bright moon is thousands of miles away, the light is shining, the static shadow is sinking, and the fishing songs are answered. How happy I am! If you go to the temple building, you will feel relaxed and happy, forget all the insults and leave the wine in the wind, which will make you feel happy.
Hey, honey! Is it to taste the heart of the ancient benevolent, or to do something different? Don't be happy with things, don't be sad for yourself, and live high in the temple, then worry about its people; If you stay away from the Jianghu, you will worry about your husband. Also worried about progress, but also worried about retreat; But when will you be happy? It must be said: worry about the world first, and then enjoy the world! Hey! Wes, who are we going home with?
2. Ask for a good-looking ancient prose. Tell me about the so-called blue shirt, which was crowned with three bunches. Now, some people are already proud of this singer ..... who is indifferent to flowers, yet I feel the harmonious heart-beat of the Sacred Unicorn.
I began to miss those colorless lives again. Like a love that consumes everything, it goes up and down.
Just left. Left early.
The only thing is that there are many feelings. Helpless.
The flowing water is melodious and the candlelight is melancholy. Sighing that white clothes are better than snow, grass grows and warblers fly.
Only three beams, blue force. I also want to ask who is the spring when white clothes win snow?
Flowers win spring, and butterflies dance for whom. The so-called literati have been in love with each other since ancient times, and there is no reason to lament that it is difficult to meet a bosom friend in autumn. From today on, there is a feeling of attachment. If the flowers are like water, when you look back, the years are still quiet. Then, Enron is a flower's smile to another flower, which makes the dust in my heart swing away and a breeze blows away the strange flower. In this way, my heart has no shore, and the world has no end. You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road opened to both ends. Who finally broke the string, the flower fell off his shoulder, how many beauties he lost, and how many pieces of acacia he broke, leaving only blood, tears and ink.
Autumn wind, through the dust, clouds, running water, silently, stay in the world of mortals, waiting for an agreement, the vast land is broken by a sword, where the prosperity falls. Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even though others laugh at me and drink thousands of feet, it is hard to wave a wisp of affection in the quiet night.
Fragments of the past, into a lifetime of sorrow. Unforgettable, long-lasting thoughts are torn into silk thread.
I hate that I can't sleep at night, and my thoughts are scattered everywhere. I cut out a thin Leng Yue and remember it vividly, forming a continuous relationship. Tonight; Walking in the moonlight, let the past fly and fall on every string, touching the sound like a complaint.
Missing in the soft and broken arms filled the night, turned into a low voice, lingering into a thin sadness, hiding in a corner of the night, full of faint sadness, tears and lonely stars, broken dreams and cold clothes. Yan in the mirror, looking through the curtains under the thin moon, is full of sad expectations.
I always want to hide from your memories, return to the final peace, and calm my heart. However, at the moment of turning your head, you forgot the tenderness of the Millennium and planted an unforgettable injury for me in this life; If you are drunk, you will be drunk and have endless worries in this life.
Inside and outside the volume, every word is engraved in the heart, and only one song sings the same bottom. Autumn water is long, and the sun is like blood.
Looking back on the past, sadness and joy, laughing unparalleled, whispering dreams, light pity on the pillow, picturesque and like a dream. Your grace crossed my eyes, turned into a curtain dream, sprinkled on the soft moonlight night, gently provoked countless obstacles; In the past, all kinds of feelings were soft, but they still fell on the eyebrows, tender and lingering, and fragrant; Gentle and full of poetry, with the night, but leaving shallow tears to pick up a fragrance on the face, sprinkling a string of misty rain, the flowers are all over the world, drunk and fragrant, flowers and dust, infatuation has not changed.
Time is the carving knife of memory, carving the chapters of the years. Those painful but beautiful nicks often reflect the vague years, and the ripples of memories are like a gorgeous illusion ... bloom. Flowers are fragrant, but flowers are sad.
Looking back, the fleeting time sang the sadness of a place.
When I got it, it was bright and sad, and it was completed as a fallen flower silhouette. In every windy day, watching the wind sway in the years, let my thoughts drift by, and gradually become dull in a cup of faint tea fragrance.
Those pains that have settled in the years can be safely and gently poured on the fleeting picture. In the rainy south of the Yangtze River, you said I was the wind and I was the lotus.
Why doesn't the wind stay for me? Dancing stories, such as lotus flowers in the wrong year and season, only count the eyes of time in the eyes of a cup of tea. Looking back, love used to be before the flowers fell, and the flowers drifted away, and there was a faint fragrance in the spare place. Who's hurt? Looking back, love was once the life of Haixu, and the field changed, and the old vows were swallowed with the wind.
Cut the sky, a beautiful bay and a canoe, it will be an ancient painting. Tianshui is the same color, poetic and picturesque.
Whether she goes or not, her beauty has been born in her heart.
A song buried flowers, singing life and death; Two lines of lovesick tears, sighing. Cloud boiling water blooms like a dream, and the fleeting time blooms elegant flowers on the tree of time. Years leave an unforgettable mark in the heart of time and meet quietly.
About memory, deep or shallow; About missing, there are also strong and weak. Condense a drop of rain and listen to the smile of flowers; Touch a piano, let the clouds roll and relax.
When meeting, don't ask if it's robbery or fate. Butterflies are drunk for flowers, but flowers fly with the wind, flowers dance and cry, flowers cry and petals fly, flowers bloom for whom to thank, and flowers thank for whom to grieve.
Looking back at the whole country, I smiled. The disabled are charming and colorful, but the Taoist priest has changed. I once said that I would have a fleeting time, but I can only recall your surprise when you look back. Facts have proved that everything is wrong, and I am very disappointed, and I am with me. The memory of shame opens a poem, an idea disappears, and a verse.
One word is incense, one is graceful and restrained, and the other is colorful dance and huachi. One night is like a lifetime, and one day has mixed feelings.
Subtle beauty and charm, smile and look back. The world of mortals rolled in a hurry, so I made another wish on the shore of Sanshengshi: I would like to be a stone bridge for 500 years, a wind blowing for 500 years, a sun exposure for 500 years and a rain beating for 500 years.
Just to wait for you to step on my foot in a certain month and time. In this life, I am you, forgetting the beauty of the Millennium.
You are my gaze for a thousand years. Although Qian Fan has passed away, I still miss you very much, as always.
You are my yearning for thousands of years in autumn water. Flowers turn into mud, lonely and self-flowing, a kind of yearning and a kind of desolation.
On the first day of the month, cool dew stained clothes, light cold hit the heart. The moon sinks in the west and the moon is full in the west wing. Where is Jun? Who and * * *? Who is an excuse, a casual gaze, leaving lingering tenderness in time, how can it be a manipulation of fate and die quietly; Who listened to the wind and thought it was a parting song, which stung the fleeting time in the palm print, and the beauty that passed away was not just missing.
On the world of mortals, who crossed my other shore, wandering around this ferry with the promise of previous lives, quietly waiting for the return of Iraqis. Helpless, Qian Fan, is not the person I want to wait for.
The world of mortals is a lonely flower after all. Like the smoke of the past, I don't know who fell in love with whom, just like the memory of a dream, I don't know who is waiting.
Say goodbye to you, don't ask what you hurt. Bloom several flowers, a sigh, a little sad. An accidental meeting is also an inevitable separation.
Maybe no one can choose, and whoever chooses is whose fault. Years, classics.
3. Good ancient Chinese names (original): wisteria Tears, Shangguan Zixi, Murong, Murong, Zhimei, Meng Shier, Lin Bauhinia, Hook, Yunlinxi, Chen Xiao, Fener, Li Meixing, Wang, Chu Feifei, Murong, Wang Jiaojiao, Li Ruoran, Liu Mengling and Nangong Kite. Zhao, Zhao Xianni,,, Chen, Shangguan Ruoyao,,, Li, Wang Jieyin, Shu Jingjie, Li Jiaoyao, Shangguan Waner, Ningshaner, Huang Jinrong, Yunningsplash, Yue Shuanger, Pan Lifen, Li Yinqi, Wang Yongduan, Chen Silan and others. Such as fog, Xun ruoyan, summer, butterfly love, moon like running water, rose, narcissus, plum rain, dream like Su Yijin. In early summer, I dyed Butterfly Palace Moon, Mu Huitong,,, Feng,, Tan Yan rewelding, Huang Fu, Xi Mo, Kong Tong He Ying,, Chi Bi,, Gui Qing, He, Xiao Dugu, Chen, Rongcheng, and
4. Recommend the beautiful ancient prose Liu Zongyuan.
Travel notes of Shide Xishan banquet
I am a person, and I live in a state. Always anxious. Time slot also, and then give and do, long line. The sun is not far from climbing mountains, entering deep forests, returning to streams, secluded springs and rocks. When you arrive, you will sit in the grass and get drunk. If you are drunk, you will lie on the pillow and dream. The meaning is extreme and the dream is very interesting. Get up, get up, come back. I thought the scenery in the whole state was different, but I didn't know the strangeness of Xishan.
On September 28 this year, I started pointing fingers because I was sitting in Fahua West Pavilion watching the Western Hills. So he ordered his servants to cross the Xiangjiang River, where the riverside was dyed, hazel fields were burning, and the poor mountains were high. Crawling and crawling, squatting and roaming, and then the soil of several States is padded below. The potential of its struggle is bleak, if it is like a cave, it is thousands of miles in size, and it can't be hidden. It is dazzling blue and looks like the sky outside. Later, I learned that this mountain is unique, not like Peiyuan, but like Haoqi. Travel with the creator without knowing his poverty. If you are full of action, you will be drunk. Pale but dusk, far away, can't see anything, but still don't want to return. The shape of the heart is in harmony with everything. Then I know I haven't started swimming yet. I have already started swimming, so I am writing for it. It's years old, yuan and four years.
The story of drilling a pool
Diamond beach, in the west of Shanxi. At the beginning, Ran Shui ran from the south to the rocks and bent to the east. Its potential is steep, and its swing is conducive to violence, so it is wide and deep, ending at the end of the stone; Foam into wheels and walk slowly. It is clear and flat, covering an area of 10 acre. There are trees and springs around.
There are people living above, so you can travel in an emergency. Once the money gate came, they said, "I can't afford to rent private tickets. I can live in the mountains. I am willing to use the pool to trade in the fields and make a fortune to alleviate the disaster."
Give happiness like you said. Then worship its platform, extend its threshold, walk its spring in the pool where the highest one falls, and make a sound. The Mid-Autumn Festival is especially suitable for enjoying the moon, and you can see that the sky is high and crisp. Who gave the pleasure of living in a foreign country and forgot his hometown? Isn't it a pond?
Tan Li Xishan drilling record
Eight days after arriving in Xishan, find 200 steps northwest of the mountain pass and you can drill the pool. Twenty-five steps west of Tanxi, when it is turbulent and deep, is a fish beam. There is a hill on the top of the dam with bamboo and trees growing on it. The stones on the mountain stand out, and then the earth breaks through the ground, competing for competition, and their number is almost unknown. People who are tired of each other are like cows and horses drinking streams; Those who rush to the top of the column are like bears climbing on the mountain. The hill is very small, less than an acre, and can be put into a cage for your own. Asked who the owner was, he said, "This is what the Tang family doesn't want. I want to sell it, but I can't sell it." . Asked the price, he said, "Only 400 Wen." "."I like it. I'll take it. Li Shenyuan and Yuan Ke traveled together, and they were both very happy. It started with an accident. Then take turns to pick up tools, shovel weeds, cut down trees and light a fire to burn them. Jia Muli, Mei Zhulu. Stone show. Looking around, the mountains are high and the clouds are light, the streams are gurgling, and the birds and animals are wandering, so you can return your skills to the hills. Lying on the pillow is cold, with eyes, ears and ears. God has thoughts for the carefree people, and he has thoughts for the deep people. The second person who gets to a different place without walking for ten days, although the ancient people are good, may not be able to arrive.
Hey! With the beautiful scenery of this mountain, give it to Feng, pickaxe, Hu and Du. People who like to go shopping every day will buy more and add thousands of dollars, but buy less. Nowadays, this country is abandoned, and farmers and fishermen live a humble life. Jia 400 can't even be sold at the age of four. I enjoyed it alone with Shen Yuan and Keke, but the result was terrible! Write this article on a stone and congratulate the hill.
5. It's a bit sad to seek beautiful ancient prose with connotation. Liu Zongyuan, Eight Records of Yongzhou, began to get the travel notes of Xishan Banquet.
Always anxious. Time slot also, and then give and do, long line.
The sun is not far from climbing mountains, entering deep forests, returning to streams, secluded springs and rocks. When you arrive, you will sit in the grass and get drunk.
If you are drunk, you will lie on the pillow and dream. The meaning is extreme and the dream is very interesting.
Get up, get up, come back. I thought the scenery in the whole state was different, but I didn't know the strangeness of Xishan.
On September 28 this year, I started pointing fingers because I was sitting in Fahua West Pavilion watching the Western Hills. So he ordered his servants to cross the Xiangjiang River, where the riverside was dyed, hazel fields were burning, and the poor mountains were high.
Crawling and crawling, squatting and roaming, and then the soil of several States is padded below. The potential of its struggle is bleak, if it is like a cave, it is thousands of miles in size, and it can't be hidden.
It is dazzling blue and looks like the sky outside. Later, I learned that this mountain is unique, not like Peiyuan, but like Haoqi. Travel with the creator without knowing his poverty.
If you are full of action, you will be drunk. Pale but dusk, far away, can't see anything, but still don't want to return.
The shape of the heart is in harmony with everything. Then I know I haven't started swimming yet. I have already started swimming, so I am writing for it.
It's years old, yuan and four years. Drilling pool: drilling pool, in the west of Shanxi.
At the beginning, Ran Shui ran from the south to the rocks and bent to the east. Its potential is steep, and its swing is conducive to violence, so it is wide and deep, ending at the end of the stone; Foam into wheels and walk slowly. It is clear and flat, covering an area of 10 acre.
There are trees and springs around. There are people living above, so you can travel in an emergency. Once the money gate came, they said, "I can't afford official rent and private coupons. I can live on the mountain. I am willing to use the beach for trading and financing to alleviate the disaster."
Give happiness like you said. Then worship its platform, extend its threshold, walk its spring in the pool where the highest one falls, and make a sound.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is especially suitable for enjoying the moon, and you can see that the sky is high and crisp. Who gave the pleasure of living in a foreign country and forgot his hometown? Isn't it a pond? Bitan Xishan drilled Xishan for eight days, and took 200 steps to find the northwest road of Shankou, so you can drill Bitan.
Twenty-five steps west of Tanxi, when it is turbulent and deep, is a fish beam. There is a hill on the top of the dam with bamboo and trees growing on it.
The stones on the mountain stand out, and then the earth breaks through the ground, competing for competition, and their number is almost unknown. People who are tired of each other are like cows and horses drinking streams; Those who rush to the top of the column are like bears climbing on the mountain.
The hill is very small, less than an acre, and can be put into a cage for your own. Asked who the owner was, he said, "This is what the Tang family doesn't want. I want to sell it, but I can't sell it." . "
Asked the price, he said, "Only 400 Wen." . "I like it, I bought it.
Li Shenyuan and Yuan Ke traveled together, and they were both very happy. It started with an accident. Then take turns to pick up tools, shovel weeds, cut down trees and light a fire to burn them.
Jia Muli, Mei Zhulu. Stone show.
Looking around, the mountains are high and the clouds are light, the streams are gurgling, and the birds and animals are wandering, so you can return your skills to the hills. Lying on the pillow is cold, with eyes, ears and ears. God has thoughts for the carefree people, and he has thoughts for the deep people.
The second person who gets to a different place without walking for ten days, although the ancient people are good, may not be able to arrive. Hey! With the beautiful scenery of this mountain, give it to Feng, pickaxe, Hu and Du. People who like to go shopping every day will buy more and add thousands of dollars, but buy less.
Nowadays, this country is abandoned, and farmers and fishermen live a humble life. Jia 400 can't even be sold at the age of four. I enjoyed it alone with Shen Yuan and Keke, but the result was terrible! Write this article on a stone and congratulate the hill.
Go to Xiaoshitang in the west of Xiaoqiu, and walk west from Xiaoqiu 120 steps. Through the bamboo, you can hear the sound of water, such as singing a ring, which is refreshing. Cut bamboo and walk along the road, and see the small pool below, the water is particularly clear.
The whole stone is at the bottom, close to the shore, and the bottom of the rolling stone comes out, which is a mountain, an island, a mountain and a rock. Green trees and vines, covered and twisted, staggered and brushed.
There are hundreds of fish in the pond. They are all swimming in the air. The sun is shining, the shadow is on the stone, motionless; When you are far away, communication is sudden, like enjoying tourists.
Looking from the southwest of the pool, you can see that it is zigzag. Their shore potentials are different from each other and their sources are unknown.
Sitting by the pool, surrounded by bamboo forests, lonely and empty, sad and cold, quiet and quiet. It is too clear to live for a long time, but remember.
Travelers: Wu Wuling, Gong Gu, Yu Dizong Xuan. The second son Cui Shi said, "Forgive yourself and serve me." .
Yuan Jia is thirsty to travel ten miles from the southwest water, and the landscape is desirable, so if he drills the pool. From Xikou to the west, on land, you can take eight or nine, such as Xishan.
From the southeast of Chaoyangyan to Wujiang River, it is desirable to be three, thirstier than Yuan Jia. It's always beautiful and strange
In Chuyue dialect, the reverse flow of water is called "thirst". I am thirsty to get along with Nanting, and I am eager to get along with a hundred schools of thought.
Among them, the stream is heavy, the pool is shallow, the toilet is tortuous, the ink is flat and deep, and the boiling white is steep. There is no end to being poor.
There are hills above the water, all beautiful stones, and green bushes on top, which are common in winter and summer. There are many rocks beside it, and there are many pebbles below. There are many trees in it, such as heather, grapefruit and orchid.
There are also exotic flowers and grasses, like acacia, like creeping, like swaying water stones. Every wind descended from the four mountains, shaking the trees, covering the grass, blushing scary, fragrant, rushing into the waves, retreating into the valley, shaking and growing, with the passage of time.
Most of them are like this, and the rest are inexhaustible. Eternal people have never traveled, and they are afraid to enjoy it alone and spread it all over the world.
Its landlord, Yuan. Therefore, it is famous far and near.
Stone cures disease and thirst. Southwest can't walk a hundred paces, but you can go to Shiqu and cross Ren Minqiao. There is a faint spring, and its voice is loud and thin.
The width of this canal is only a stone's throw, or 10 step long. It flowed to the big stone and fell out of it.
After passing the stone, there is Hong Shi, and the calamus is surrounded by it, and the green is all around. It turned to the west again, sank under the rocks and fell into a small pool in the north.
The pool has shrunk 100 foot, the water is deeper and there are more fish. In the Northern Song Dynasty, I was tired. If I didn't stop, I would die of thirst.
Its two sides are covered with strange stones, trees, flowers and beautiful arrows, so you can sit in a row. The wind shakes its peak and moves the cliff valley.
See its stillness, but listen to its distance. Give it to the state shepherd.
Get rid of decay, never spare earth and stone, respect and burn, flourish and benefit. I cherish those who pass on their stories before they start, so I'm tired of remembering what they belong to. Keeping their people and learning from them will make it easier for those who do good deeds later.
On the eighth day of the first month of the seventh year of Yuanhe, the stork reached Dashi. 10 19, when the stone ended, Hong Shi Tan Xiao was discovered, and the beauty of the canal began to become poor.
The stone canal is poor, from the northwest of the bridge to Tuying Mountain, and all the people are bridges. Its water is one third as big as the stone canal, at the bottom of the stone canal, reaching both ends.
If the bed is in the lobby, if it is full, if it is limited to the Olympic Games. Spread horizontally, flow like weaving, and ring like playing the piano.
Open it and go, break the bamboo and sweep the old leaves, and drain the rotten wood. 189 will be able to live in Luohu bed. The flow of sexual intercourse and the sound of touching are under the bed; The water of jade feather and the stone of Long Lin are all hidden on it.
Ancient people.