How the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, which is gone forever.
The most confident poem: I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, come back! ! The most arrogant and unruly behavior: laugh at the sky and go out, I am Artemisia! The most helpless poem: The road is long, but it's Xiu Yuan. Best in line with Jin Yong's setting: three cups of Turano, five mountains are light. The most popular sadness: but since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords, it is even sadder to raise a glass. Fang De and his son quoted a special poem by Li Bai: How beautiful she is, opening the pearly window and sitting with a frown. I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself. The most exquisite landscape description: clouds are darkened by the darkness of rain, and streams are pale by the pallor of fog. Poetry has become a classic idiom: one person's strength is above ten thousand people. The most thrilling description of the scenery: the flying stream goes straight down to thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days. The loneliest feeling: until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us. The most confusing state: I pulled out my dagger and I peeped in four directions in vain. The most tearful poem: it's a pity to drift away, and you can't eat it after three thanks. China people are most familiar with the classic poem: There is such bright light at the foot of my bed, is there frost already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
The most artistic poem: the mountain is flat and primitive, and the river winds through the wilderness.
The most narcissistic sentence: from from a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone. No one is with me.
The most imaginative song: Beauty came with flowers in her eyes, but left in bed. The embroidery on the bed has not been rolled up yet, and it has been smelling the fragrance for three years.
The most artistic poem: Seeing each other late, only Jingting Mountain.
The most representative of a man's childhood dream: kill one person in ten steps and stay all the way in a thousand miles!
The most colorful: Rizhao incense burner produces purple smoke.
Bloody: Get ready with their teeth and fangs, and kill like a horse.
The person with the most backbone: I will never serve the dignitaries, and they will never suffer because they get an honest face!
The most helpless: I can't see the scenery in front of me, and Cui Hao wrote a poem on it!
The strongest: when it comes to destiny, leave it alone and drink and climb the stairs.
The most insincere: sigh.
The most depressing thing: the big Pengfei shook for eight generations, and the sky fell apart. The afterwind excited me. I swam with the help of mulberry trees. Later generations have this story, Zhong Ni died, who cried!
The most Bai Juyi style: Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore.
The most ambitious: the bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, and in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds, the wind blows through Yumen Pass from thousands of miles away.
The most sensational: Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun. Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.
The most embarrassing thing: ask Yu why he lives in the blue mountain, and smile without answering his heart. Peach blossoms are opening, and it is another world. The most romantic and affectionate: I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset.
The purest: when you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood. Most resentful: the grass in your north is blue as jade, and the mulberry here is curved and green. When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago. The most desolate atmosphere: the afterglow of the west wind, the tomb of the Han family
The most helpless thing: on the day when relatives and friends leave, the jade statue is empty.
Q: Spin a thousand pieces of silver, and come back! . The most ferocious:
Xiangyun ranks at dawn and kills He Changhong. The most chic: The Yellow River falls into the East China Sea, and Wan Li writes it in his heart.
The most sublime: the curtains are rolled up, as if someone is pulling them open, and the moon is coming in directly, with no intention of guessing.
The most contrary to the party's national policy, the most unfavorable to the construction of a harmonious society: the enemy can be destroyed, the head can be destroyed, and the intestines are involved in blood. Hanging in the sky, with beard and purple plug buried. Hu Wuming, Han Daochang. I am like a chariot catcher, singing phoenix songs and laughing at Kong Qiu.
The noblest and most self-rewarding: whitewashing the stone and playing the pipa. Most commonly used for inspiration: one day I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight up and cross the deep sea! Most melancholy: Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return? Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?
The most free and easy: since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair tomorrow and take a fishing boat. I brushed my clothes, hidden, fame and fortune.
The most self-destructive: what are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? . Let me get drunk forever and lose my mind forever! .