1. Wang Bo's Poems
Holy Spring Banquet
Ride on stone pedals with your lapels on, and look down at the spring spring.
The orchid smells like smoke in the mountains, and the sound of pine trees rhymes with wild strings.
The shadow floats outside the hanging leaves, and the fragrance falls before the flowers.
It’s late at night and the evening smoke rises from Chongyan.
Xundao Temple The temple is Changli Temple, where Zhang Tianshi lives.
Zhi Yingguang divides the field, and Pengque flourishes in scale.
The blue altar is clear and the osmanthus threshold is clear, and the Dandong is clear and pine-spiked.
The Records of the Three Mountains of Yu Ji, the Map of the Five Mountains in the Golden Box.
The Cangqiu is unreachable, and the white clouds can be seen in the sky.
Morning Passage
Guanshan Mountain opens in the morning, and the stone road is dust-free.
The white horse goes to Gotham, and the green cow comes with true energy.
The heavy gate faces a huge ravine, and the buildings are like Chongkuma.
Now that we are promoting our strategy, we are not abandoning our plans and returning.
Visit the Sanjue Temple of Fanyu
The fragrant pavilion is covered with green tiles, and the carved platform is dominated by purple cens.
The leaves and paths on the mountain are dense, and the fields of flowers are deep.
I sit in the Zen shadow in Luopuo, and listen to the Sanskrit sounds in the pine gate.
Sudden Xin accompanies Miao He, and extends his appreciation of his clothes.
Farewell to Xue Hua
Farewell to Xue Shenghua in the autumn, let alone asking about the law.
A road of sadness for thousands of miles, a body that has been broken for hundreds of years.
My thoughts are wandering, and my life is extremely hard.
No matter where you go or where you live, you will always be a dreamer.
Farewell to Xue Hua and Farewell to Xue Shenghua
The bright moon sets in Zhupu, and the phoenix floats in Jinchuan.
The tower is close to the end of the shore, and the continent is as long as the sky.
Wandering for thousands of miles, resting for hundreds of years.
There are only tears when we are at the end of the road, and we can only shed tears when we look into the distance.
Late trip to Maping
I have been looking forward to my homeland for a hundred years, but I am tired of traveling thousands of miles.
Look for Xu Road high and low, listen to the sound of springs far and near.
Only the leaves of streams can be distinguished by color, while the names of mountain flowers cannot be distinguished.
Where does the restrained heart end? The wind is strong and the ape is clear at dusk.
Send to Mr. Lu
It’s not something you hate when you’re in a desperate situation, and you have an empty house to rely on.
The city dweller is old, and Qin Zun has few secular affairs.
It's not enough to open the front, and the separation is often inconsistent.
Dongyan is rich in pines and bamboos, and we are lucky to be together at the end of the year.
Visiting Wei Bingcao
The expedition came to Linye for the second time, and the farewell was miserable.
The Sichuan sky is floating and the smoke is gathering, and the mountain brightness is falling and moving.
The hawk's wind withers the late leaves, and the cicadas weep on the autumn branches.
Tinggao looks far away, thinking about the distance between the clouds.
Baixiayi visited the Shaofu of Tang Dynasty
Xiayi was poor for a long time, and it was a year of travel and food in Changting.
It’s no use getting to know each other too early, our embrace will remain the same.
Pulou is low in the evening light, and the country road is separated by wind and smoke.
No matter how you go, Chang'an is by the sun.
Du Shaofu was appointed to Shuzhou
The city was built to assist the Three Qin Dynasties, and the wind and smoke looked to Wujin.
I want to say goodbye to you, both are eunuchs.
There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world.
If you do nothing, you will be on the wrong road, and your children will be stained with towels.
Outskirts of mid-spring
The weeping willow path in the east garden and the falling flowers in the west weir.
Looking for three months, the scenery is unparalleled.
The birds flying in the village wake up to the dawn, and the educated youth play in the water.
In the Chuqingshan courtyard, there is no noise.
The suburbs
I sing and drink alone in the empty garden, and live leisurely in spring.
Zelan invades the paths, and river willows cover the long canals.
The rain leaves the flowers wet, and the wind leaves the leaves with sparse shadows.
The mountain people don’t hesitate to get drunk, but they are afraid of the green respect.
The suburban garden is happening
Appreciating the misty clouds in the spring, the pines and bamboos are in the old year's heart.
The broken mountain is suspected of being a painting barrier, and the county is wandering and playing the harp.
Grass grows all over the south pavilion, and flowers bloom deep in the north courtyard.
Living idle and drinking wine, you can pick up hairpins whenever you want.
Viewing the Buddhist Temple
The lotus seat has a solemn appearance, with the sacred toes remaining on the pine cliff.
The old gold traces are shallow, and the ground is long and the stone inscriptions are sparse.
The decline of beauty comes to Qudeng. Remove the shadow before it overturns.
***The Shaling Valley is far away, and Russia looks like the city is empty.
The evening view of the mountain residence is presented to the Taoist Wang
The golden altar is sparse with common people, and the jade cave is surrounded by immortals.
The flower branches are covered with late dew, and the peak leaves are exposed to clear clouds.
The slanting light moves the mountain shadows, and the sand embraces the text.
The Qin Zun is just waiting to flourish, and the bamboo trees have already welcomed the sun.
Eight Immortals Path There is Changli Temple in the south of the temple. You can go to the temple for several miles. The rock path is graceful and graceful, and you can walk forward with a stick.
Naiyuan appreciates the Eight Immortals, and Songyan visits the Nine Immortals.
Use Luo's technique of peering into the mist, climbing through the forest and overlooking the clouds and smoke.
The luan arrives in Daibei, and the crane rides in western Liaoning.
In the end, I hope to get rid of the dust net and fly to Zhitian with my wings.
Spring returns to the suburbs
In leisure and chatting, I went to the rock spring with my stick.
The grass is green in the new belt, and the elm green is decorated with ancient coins.
The fish beds invade the shore water, and the bird paths enter the mountain smoke.
Also inscribed with Pingzi Fu, the spring fields are filled with flowers and trees.
Composition to the Spring Garden of Wine
Throwing a hairpin down the mountain pavilion, carrying wine to the river.
The narrow water leads to the long mirror, and the high flowers send the broken fragrance.
The orioles sing like music, and the sparse butterflies dance in rows.
Natural intoxication is not only about time spent.
Guan Nei Huai Xian
The broken books on the jade shelf are hidden, and the old traces of the golden altar are lost.
Looking for the purple stream with flowers, walking under the clear stream with leaves.
The nectar is like milk, and the stone marrow is like mud.
Why rely on the ladder when you can become a feather?
A long history of farewell to the king in autumn
The road to farewell is thousands of miles away, but we have been deeply grateful for hundreds of years.
It is sad to wait for the sun in the west, so I will update the Beiliang chapter.
The wild color envelopes the cold mist, and the mountain light envelopes the dusk smoke.
Finally, I realize that it is difficult to serve again, and my kindness comes naturally.
The words floating on the river and the banquet are far away
The years are passing by, and the prosperity of Zhongchuan is far away.
The green mountains are full of leaves, and the red leaves are everywhere.
The sound of the spring is noisy in the stream behind. The rainbow shadow illuminates the front bridge.
Looking into the distance in the sad spring, there are waves and tides on the river road.
Changliu
In the morning, he attacked Yandeng and rested in Yunguan in the evening.
The evening breeze is clear, and the new moon illuminates the clear bay.
The woodcutter boys in the suburbs return singing, and the old men fishing in Jin return singing.
I have no chance to meet the guests, so I rely on this to relieve my sorrow.
Farewell on a tour
The guest's heart hangs on the Long Road, and the wanderer is tired of the river.
It is quiet in the morning when the trees are full of flowers, but the windows are cold at night when they are densely packed.
Don’t regret when the sound of the piano disappears, and the scenery stays in joy.
Ning feels that the mountains and rivers are far away, and it is hard to think about the long journey.
Two poems about the Bronze Bird and the Prostitute
The golden phoenix is ??next to the bronze bird, and the Zhang River looks towards Ye City.
The king has nowhere to go, and the pavilion is like a lifetime.
The dance banquet is in chaos, but the singing beam seems to be intact.
The pines and trees in Xiling are cold, who can see Qi Luo's love?
Two Bronze Bird Prostitutes
I am a prostitute in the palace, and the city is closed in nine layers.
The king loves you to the fullest. Who can sing and dance for?
If the brocade quilt is no longer pleated, who will sew it again?
Looking northwest from the high platform, I shed tears toward the green pines.
Yiyang is suffering from drought
We are preparing to invade the dawn moon, and we are waiting for the remaining stars.
Looking for the elixir barrier in the dangerous pavilion, returning to the beam belongs to Cuiping.
The shadows of trees are lost in the clouds, and the shapes of bees are lost in the fog.
The sky is soaring again, and fireflies are flying in the sky at night.
Jiao Anxing and Lu Si
Invaded the Xingwei Hotel and took advantage of the moon to conquer the concubines.
The complex peaks are full of clear colors, and the empty rocks reveal undercurrents.
The ape sings at dawn in the mountains, and the fireflies scatter in the wild autumn wind.
My old friends are far away, and my hometown is filled with mist.
Two Poems by Linjiang
The water flows eastward and flies north to dust.
The generals who have returned home are all tired of traveling.
Take a different road to Xixi and return to Chao to hide in Hanzhou.
Under the leaves of Jianggao trees, one should think of the autumn of the old city.
Two poems about farewell at night in the Jiangting Pavilion
The river sends Banan water away, and the mountains cross the river and block the clouds in the north.
On the autumn moonlit night in Jinting, who can see me crying and leaving the crowd?
The smoke cage is surrounded by blue bricks, and the moon is flying towards the south end.
Lonely and silent, the country is cold at night.
The night host in Shenwan is surrounded by mountains and rivers
Jintu is adjacent to a huge ravine, and the village is surrounded by dangerous mountains.
The sound of the weir is hidden from the beach, and the wind blows and the shadows of the trees are deep.
The Jiang boy bows his hands at dusk, and the mountain girl tunes the anvil at night.
At this time, my hometown is far away, and I would rather know the heart of a wanderer.
Injury to Pei Lushi and the loss of his son
The frost is early on the Lanjie, and the truffles are deep at night.
The soul is scattered and the pearls are gone, and the fragrance is sold out and the jade tree sinks.
The wenxian grass is exposed, and the smoke shines on the plain forest.
The burning sky sighs, and the flow of hatred is full of money.
Leave one post later to visit Fengzhou
Baoji resigned from the old service and left the ruins of Xianfengli.
Go here near the city and enjoy the bright moonlight in the green mountains.
Ji Chun
The guest's heart is tired after traveling thousands of miles, and spring comes back in one day.
It still hurts me in the North Garden, and I see falling flowers flying again.
Lintang Huaiyou
The fragrant screen paints spring grass, and the fairy tree weaves the morning glow.
He is like a road with mountains and rivers, and there are flying flowers on the opposite side.
Sitting at night in Shanfei
Opening a wild room with a qin in hand, and drinking wine with your lover.
Under the bright moonlight, the flowers on the forest pond look like a family in spring.
Chunzhuang
The orchid leaf path in the mountains, the peach garden outside the city.
I don’t know that people and things are quiet, and I don’t notice the noise of birds.
Spring outing
The thoughts of the guests are endless, and the spring tears are doubled.
Now under the flowering tree, I am unconsciously in love with time.
Spring Garden
Mountain springs are late in two places, and flowers and willows are spring in one garden.
Still drunk for a thousand days, you will be a hundred years old.
Drinking alone from the forest spring
The hills and valleys are decorated with paintings, and the flowers and willows meet the spring.
We are not drunk now when we meet each other, but we look down on others.
Climbing the city to look out in spring
The mountains and rivers are nearby, and the scenery is new in the early days of clearing.
The fragrant suburbs are full of flowers and willows, and there is no place suitable for spring.
Reminiscing about happiness in a foreign land
The leaves are decorated with smoke and the smoke is late, and the flowers fall to illuminate the spring.
The gin and wine shops in the border towns are all from Yue country.
Night Xing
The wild smoke contains the sunset, and the moon on the mountain shines on the autumn forest.
There will also be some entertainment, and some soldiers will play the piano.
Early Spring Ambition
The spring tide in the river is white, and the mountains are green at dawn.
I am in a foreign country, and the flowers and willows reflect the pavilion.
In the mountains
The Yangtze River has sadly stagnated, and it will return thousands of miles away.
The situation is high and windy at night, and yellow leaves are flying on the mountains.
Winter Suburban Walking View
The flowers of Guimi Rock are white, and the leaves of sparse pear forests are red.
Jiang Gaohan looked away and thought about it.
Shiping evening
Guanque is close to Chang'an, and the Jiangshan Shu road is on credit.
Visitors travel day and night, and there is no home anywhere.
Fufeng is far away from Beijing in the daytime
The golden stems in Dili are gone, and the stone pillars of Fufeng are coming.
The mountains and rivers are different, and the journey is leisurely.
Pu'an Jianyin's inscribed wall
Jianghan is extremely deep, and Liang Min is unreachable.
In the mountains and rivers, clouds and mist, when will the wanderer return?
Nine Days
On the ninth day of the Double Ninth Festival, there are chrysanthemums on the door.
I wonder if this is the Tao family who is here to deliver wine.
Two Farewell Songs on the Autumn River
It is early autumn in a foreign country, and the bright moon in the river pavilion carries the river flow.
I feel sad about the passing of the river, and look back at the Jin tree to leave the boat.
Returning to the boat and riding back is like a journey, with the south and north of the Yangtze River looking at each other.
Who said that the waves are just one river, but the mountains and rivers are two villages.
Two mixed poems about Huaiyou on a cold night
The smoke in the Beishan Mountains is beginning to be thick, and the frosty moon in Nanjin is pale.
In the depth of autumn, the guests are full of thoughts, and it is time to get up again at night.
The complex pavilions and double towers open towards Pu, and the autumn wind blows brightly across the river.
Old friends have old feelings and old banquets, looking at each other and missing each other without seeing each other.
"Nine Days in Sichuan" "Chronicles" was written by Shao Dazhen, and the other is "Nine Days in Sichuan" and "Climbing Xuanwu Mountain to View".
On the 9th day of the ninth lunar month, at the Wangxiang Terrace, he held a banquet to see off guests from a foreign land.
People are tired of the suffering in the south, and the swan geese come from the north.
Heyangqiao answered Yang Zhongshe on behalf of Dr. Dou, a beautiful lady
Listening to birds in a cloak and walking along the river, Linjin Weaver Girl was jealous of each other from afar.
It is known that the autumn evening will return with cries, and the spring dynasty will be spent hand in hand.
On the 9th, Huaifeng Yuanji
In September, the plains are full of frost.
The orchid atmosphere adds new flavor, and the fragrance of flowers dyes the clothes.
There are few good friends in Jiuqiu, but few enemies thousands of miles away.
Today outside Longshan, we should recall the old days of Yan Shu.
Miscellaneous Qu
Goddess Zhiqiong comes to visit Wenjun.
The appointment begins with eyebrows, and the sleeves are first scented.
The songs are in harmony and the dancing is chaotic.
If you recommend a pillow to the balcony, it will be like winning against Chaoyun.
The address of the floating river banquet has been found
Phi Guan Yujing Road is the site of the bounty platform.
Yixing is pregnant with nine immortals, and the good time is full of beauty.
The pines sing among the white clouds, and the fragrance is in the green stream.
If you don’t have the heart of Jiang Hai, what’s the matter with the moonlight?
The rhyme of spring feasting and gardening is worthy of the title
The cold light in the emperor is gone, and the gods are looking forward to spring.
The late flowers are falling in the plum suburbs, and the early leaves are startling in Liudian.
The flowing water makes strange moves, and the collapsing clouds scatter fragrant ultimatums.
The Qing Zun Zhan is not empty, and I am happy to receive you in my life.
Night banquet in the mountain pavilion
The secluded Guiyu is full of secluded areas, and the mountain pavilion is filled with amazement at night.
The forest is deep and the wild paths are cold, and the rocks are solemn and quiet.
The bamboos are hidden in the south, and the lotuses are in the shadow of the northern pool.
The Qing Dynasty is not yet over, and the forest is showing its first scene.
Ching the Wind
The cool and solemn wind makes me feel clear in the woods.
The smoke is driven away to find the stream house, and the mist rolls out of the mountain.
There is no trace of the coming and going, and the movement and breathing are as if they are sentient.
At sunset, the mountains and rivers are quiet, and the pine trees sound for you.
Tengwang Pavilion
The high pavilion of Tengwang is near Jiangzhu, with jade-wearing mingluan singing and dancing.
The painted building is flying towards Nanpu clouds, and the bead curtain rolls into the west mountain rain at dusk.
The shadows in Xianyuntan Lake are long, and things change and the stars move several autumns.
Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows empty.
Jiangnan Lane
Jiangnan Lane, Wushan is connected to the dream of Chu, and the rain and clouds see each other off.
When spring comes in the Golden Valley of Yaoxuan, the jade boy and fairy are nowhere to be seen.
Purple mist cigarettes are difficult to care for, and the breeze and bright moon miss each other in the distance.
I miss you from afar, the grass is only green, just to listen to the song of flying phoenixes.
The flowers are falling
The flowers are falling, and the flowers are falling.
The green leaves and green tarsus reflect the red calyx, and I return to the Golden Pavilion with Jun Pei.
The shadows are blowing on the tortoiseshell feast, and the fragrance is floating on the dogwood curtain in the dancing hall.
Falling flowers fly, burning chaos enters the middle curtain.
The flowers are falling and spring is in full bloom, but the spring people will never return.
The flowers are falling, and the atmosphere is surrounding the tall trees.
The fallen flowers of spring have multiplied, but spring people ignore spring.
Qingge Qingtai is quiet and leisurely, with red scarves on the sleeves coming and going again and again.
The prime years are no longer available, and the high branches are difficult to climb again.
Try to visit Luohuali in Fudan and stay among Luohuali in the evening.
I fell into the flower garden with you, and there were double rings on the stage.
The autumn night is long
The autumn night is long, but it is not yet young. The moon is clear and the dew is clear, and the city and the pavilions look at each other in the distance.
Looking at each other from a distance, the Sichuan River has no beams, the north wind is controlled by the south and the geese are flying in the south, and the chrysanthemums are fragrant when worshiping the orchids.
Minghuan drags his shoes out of the corridor to pound your clothes on the autumn night.
Xianluo is facing Fenghuang, Danqi is a pair of mandarin ducks, adjusting the anvil, messing with the pestle and thinking about hurting himself.
Thinking of hurting oneself, marching thousands of miles to defend a foreign country.
The news from Heguan is broken, but the road to Longmen is long.
You are in the sky, and your cold clothes are fragrant.
Nixi
The 漹湣ling rushes into the ravine, and the low whip touches the steep ridges.
The river waves are in danger when they leave the shore, and the peaks are in danger when they enter the clouds.
The boat is in a hurry, and the boat is in chaos, and the rock is slanting and the shadow is moving.
The water smoke cage is in the green Zhuhu, and the mountains are shining on the red cliff.
The wind grows the leaves of Pingpu, and the branches of weeping bamboo pools are exposed.
Although the clouds are beautiful over the flooded water, who knows the songs of labor?
A poem written by King Luo Bin as a gift to Taoist priests from the Immortal Tour in Autumn, with no beginning and four lines
The stone map divides the emperor's palace, and the silver ultimatum caves the spiritual palace.
Go back to Danyingxiu's room and return to the green rock.
The fog is thick, the golden stove is quiet, the clouds are dark, and the jade altar is empty.
Wild flowers often hold dew, and mountain leaves sing to the wind.
Lin Quan and Peng Yue are here, poetry and wine are old friends.
I met stone marrow. From your life Feihong.
Two poems about leaving the pit and traveling in the mountains. This work is titled Daojun Temple in Xuanwu Mountain
The source of water will eventually have no road, and there will be people in the mountains.
The driving sheep moves the stone first, while the rabbit wants to throw the scarf.
The spring in the cave is cold in late autumn, and the ancient trees are new on the rocks.
The peak is connected to the bird's wings obliquely, and the ridge is overlapped with fish scales.
The crane turns into a thousand-year-old early, and the turtle turns into a spring in the sixth generation.
The captured clouds can be driven now, and the vast sea has become dust.
Two poems about leaving the pit and traveling in the mountains
The frost blows, and the first month of the year is benevolent and bright.
Return to Lingcui Valley and fly to control Qingcen.
The spiritual stove in the deep rock disappeared, the stream was destroyed and the stone canal sank.
The palace is close to the clouds, and the mountains and rivers are outside.
The jade altar sits in the twilight night, and the bead hole is filled with autumn shade.
Xiao Xiao contains common shadows, disturbing the homesickness.
Who wants to travel in the mountains, but he has repeatedly hurt people and invaded.
Four poems by other people
We meet again after a long time, and we say farewell to old friends in a foreign land.
It’s natural to shed tears, but who can bear to look at Zhengchen.
The wind and smoke accumulate on the river, and the mountains are secluded and cloudy.
Send you off to Nanpu, I wonder how it will turn out.
Although Guijin is not stationed, the Lan Banquet has not yet started.
The wind and moon in Lintang are rewarded, and the enemy is still waiting to come.
The sky is clear, and the mist envelopes the river.
Guests are always afraid of people, so why stay for a long time?
Four poems presented to Li Shishi
The Wilderness Simao, the mountain man loves the bamboo forest.
Qin Zun is just waiting for a while, and the wind and moon are looking for each other.
The paths are suitable for grass, and the empty gardens are not tired of flowers.
Poetry and wine throughout life, I am proud to meet the immortal family.
The bamboos bloom in three paths, and flying flowers fill the surrounding area.
There has never been a Shangxuan person in Yangzi Mansion.
The wind banquet tunes Gui Zhen, and the moon path leads to the vine cup.
Stand directly in the garden, looking at the dawn in the study.
Preface to Huaixian
When a guest comes from Youshan, he starts to treat him to the forest gully, but the haze is there. Thinking about the tassel and singing about the mountains and rivers forever. God and
Dao are super, and the trace is form stagnation. The story is told in the book.
There are strange paths in Hecen, and there are rich immortals in Linzhou.
Purple spring gargle liquid, Xuanyan Danpa.
2. One of the impressions
Zhang Jiuling
The orchid leaves are lush in spring, and the osmanthus flowers are bright and clear in autumn.
Happy for this business, it’s a festive season.
Who knows that those who live in the forest will feel happy when they hear the wind and sit there.
The grass and trees have their own intention, so why ask for beauty?
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Encounter No. 2
Zhang Jiuling
There are red oranges in the south of the Yangtze River, and the forests are still green after winter.
The weather in Yi is so warm that it feels cold all year round.
I can recommend Jiake, but there are many obstacles!
Destiny is only what you encounter, and the cycle cannot be found.
It is said that there is a peach and plum tree. Is there no shade in this tree?
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Go down Zhongnan Mountain and pass Husi Mountain, where people stay and buy wine
Li Bai
From the foot of Bishan Mountain at dusk, the mountain moon follows people back home ,
But looking at the path, it is green and green.
Hand in hand with the Tian family, children’s innocence blossoms.
Green bamboo enters the quiet path, and green radish touches the clothes.
Have a place to relax and chat and drink wine.
The long song sings in the pines and the wind, and the songs are all over the river and the stars are sparse.
I am drunk and you are happy again, and you are so happy that you forget your chance.
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Drinking alone under the moon
Li Bai
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.
Toast a glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people.
The moon does not know how to drink, but its shadow follows me.
While the moon is about to be shadowed, we must have fun until spring.
My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk.
We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
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Spring Thoughts
Li Bai
The swallow grass is like blue silk, and the green branches of Qin mulberry are low.
When you are pregnant and return home, your concubine is heartbroken.
If you don’t know the spring breeze, why should you enter the Luo curtain?
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Wangyue
Du Fu
How is Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young.
The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dawn.
The clouds grow in the chest, and the returning birds enter the canthus.
When you reach the top of the mountain, you can see all the small mountains.
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Gift to the Eighth Guardsman
Du Fu
Life without meeting is like participating in business.
Today and what night, *** this candlelight.
How long can you last when you are young? Your hair on the temples is already gray.
Visiting the past is half a ghost, and exclaiming is hot in the intestines.
After twenty years, I came to the Gentleman Hall again.
In the past, I was not married, but my children suddenly came together.
Yi Ran respected his father and asked me where I came from.
The questions and answers are not over yet, and the wine is drunk.
The spring leeks are cut in the night rain, and the yellow beams in the new cooking room are cut.
The host said that it was difficult to meet, and it would take ten cups in one fell swoop.
I am not drunk even after ten cups of wine, and my feelings are deliberately long.
Tomorrow, across the mountains, the world will be confused.
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Beautiful Lady
Du Fu
There is a beautiful woman who lives in the empty valley.
From Yunliang's family, the trees and grass are scattered.
There was chaos in Guanzhong in the past, and brothers were killed.
It doesn’t matter how high the official is, he must not accept his flesh and blood.
The world is in decline, and everything will change.
The husband is frivolous, but the newlywed is as beautiful as jade.
When it is still known, the mandarin ducks will not stay alone.
But when you see new people smiling, you hear old people cry!
The water in the mountain spring is clear, but the water in the mountain spring is turbid.
The maid returns from selling pearls and mends the hut with turnips.
Pick flowers without inserting them into your hair, and pick cypresses to make your hair full.
The weather is cold, the green sleeves are thin, and the sun sets against the bamboo.
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One of the two poems of "Dream by Li Bai"
Du Fu
We have swallowed our farewells in death, but we are always sad to say goodbye in life.
In the miasmatic land south of the Yangtze River, there is no news about the guests.
Old friends come into my dream, knowing that I will remember each other forever.
You are trapped in a trap, why do you have wings?
I am afraid that this is not the soul of a lifetime, and the road is far and unpredictable.
The soul comes to the maple forest and is green, and the soul returns to the pass and is dark.
The setting moon fills the beams of the house, hesitatingly illuminating the colors.
The water is deep and the waves are wide, no dragon can reach it.
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Dream by Li Bai No. 2
Du Fu
The floating clouds move all day long, and the wanderer will not arrive for a long time.
I have been dreaming of you for three nights, and I have seen you personally.
It is often awkward to return home, and the journey is hard to come by.
There are many turmoils in the rivers and lakes, and the boat may be lost.
If you scratch your head when you go out, you will lose your life ambitions.
The capital is covered with crowns, but this man is alone and haggard.
The clouds and the network are in full swing, which makes my old body tired.
Long live the name, but the loneliness will be behind you.
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Farewell
Wang Wei
Dismounted from his horse, drank your wine, and asked you where you were.
You are dissatisfied with your words, so you return to the south mountain frontier.
But don’t go and hear it again, when the white clouds are endless.
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Send Qi Wuqian back home
Wang Wei
There are no hermits in the Holy Age, and all the heroic spirits have returned.
So the guests from Dongshan were not allowed to visit Caiwei.
Now that we are far away from Kinmen, who is saying that my path is wrong?
The cold food is spent in Jianghuai, and spring clothes are sewn in Jingluo.
Putting wine on Chang'an Road, you are of the same mind and against me.
The osmanthus is floating on the road, and the thorns are blowing soon.
The trees in the distance lead travelers, and the rays of light are falling on the lonely city.
If my plan is not suitable, don’t say that I have few close friends.
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Qingxi
Wang Wei
When entering Huanghuachuan, he chases the water of Qingxi every time.
There will be thousands of twists and turns along the mountain, and the journey will be endless.
The sound is noisy in the rocks, but the color is quiet deep in the pines.
The ripples of water chestnuts and water chestnuts are reflected in the clear water.
My mind is already idle, and the clear river is so peaceful.
Please stay on the rock, fishing will be over.
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Weichuan Tianjia
Wang Wei
The slanting light illuminates the village, and the cattle and sheep return to the back alley.
The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn tree.
Pheasants [Juju] The wheat seedlings are beautiful, and the silkworms are sleeping and the mulberry leaves are sparse.
Tian Fuhe is hoeing and standing, talking to each other.
This envy of leisure and relaxation fades away with sadness.
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Ode to Xi Shi
Wang Wei
The world is full of beauty, but Xi Shi is peaceful for a long time.
In the morning, she was the girl from Yuexi, and in the evening, she was the concubine of Wu Palace.
How can a humble day be different from others? Only when you come to a noble place can you realize how rare it is.
Invite people to put on makeup, but don’t wear robes by yourself.
Your pampering improves your coquettishness, and your pity is right and wrong.
At that time, it was impossible to go home in the same car as Huan Sha was accompanying me.
Thank you to the neighbor next door, and imitate An Kexi!
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Climbing Lanshan Mountain in Autumn to Send Zhang Wu
Meng Haoran
In the white clouds of the North Mountain, the hermit feels happy.
Start climbing high when we look at each other, and our hearts will fly away with the geese.
Sorrow arises in the dusk, and happiness comes in the autumn.
I saw people returning to the village, crossing the sand to rest.
The trees on the horizon are like shepherd's purses, and the islands on the riverside are like the moon.
Why should you bring wine to get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival?
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The South Pavilion is so beautiful in summer
Meng Haoran
The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east.
Break the coolness of the night, open the pavilion and lie down in an open space.
The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound.
I want to play the piano, but I hate the ignorance of the music.
I feel nostalgic for my old friend, and I am tired of dreaming at night.
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The master's mountain house is waiting for Ding Da to arrive
Meng Haoran
The sun sets over the Xiling Mountains, and the ravines are suddenly dim. .
The pine moon is cool at night, and the wind and spring are full of clear sounds.
The woodcutter is eager to return, and the smoke and bird habitats are beginning to settle.
My son comes in time, and Guqin waits for Luo Jing.
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Walking with the moon in Nanzhai, recalling Shanyin Shaofu Cui
Wang Changling
When he was lying high in Nanzhai, he opened the door Vomiting at the beginning of the month.
The clear freshwater trees are reflected in the windows.
Ran Ran is full and empty, and clear and clear becomes the present and the past.
Beauty by the Qingjiang River, the night is getting more and more painful.
Thousands of miles away, the breeze blows Landu.
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Looking for the hermit in the Western Mountains but not finding one
Qiu Wei
The top is a maoci, which goes straight up for thirty miles.
There are no servants in the gate, but only a few cases in the room.
If it weren’t for driving a car, it would be fishing for autumn water.
If we don’t meet each other, we will stand still in the air.
The grass is green in the new rain, and the pine trees sound late in the window.
This is so secluded that it touches my heart and ears.
Although there is no guest idea, it is quite clear.
Go down the mountain only after your excitement is exhausted, why wait for your son.
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Spring overflows like Yexi River
Qi Wuqian
The tranquility is never cut off, and I will go wherever I go.
The evening breeze blows on the boat, and the flower path enters the mouth of the stream.
At night, I turned to the west ravine and looked across the mountain to the south.
The smoke from the pool is flying and melting, and the forest moon is low and backward.
When trouble occurs and spreads, I wish to be the old man holding the pole.
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Su Wang Changling lived in seclusion
Chang Jian
The clear stream is unfathomable, and there are only solitary clouds in the hidden place.
The dew on the pines is slightly moonlit, and the clear light is still for you.
There are flowers in the pavilion, and there are moss patterns in the pharmacy.
When I left, I saw a group of Luan and Cranes in the Western Mountains.
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Climb the pagoda of Ci'en Temple with Gao Shixue
Cen Shen
The pagoda is like a surge of energy, standing alone in the heavenly palace.
When you step out of the world, the path is empty.
The sudden pressure on China is like a ghost work.
The four corners block the day, and the seven layers cover the sky.
Look down and point to the tall bird, look down and hear the startling wind.
The mountains are like waves, rushing towards the east.
The green locust trees on the Chi Road, how exquisite the palace is!
Autumn colors come from the west, and Guanzhong is full of green.
On the Wuling North Plain, it is evergreen.
Once you understand it clearly, you can understand it, and it will be better because of your long-standing teachings.
I vow to hang up my crown and feel that my Taoism is infinite.
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The thieves retreated and reported to the officials
Yuanjie
In the year of Guimao, the thieves from Xiyuan entered Daozhou, burned, killed and looted. Almost gone
gone. Next year, the thieves will attack Yongzhou again and defeat Shao. If they don't invade the frontier of this state and retreat, how can they control the enemy? It’s just a pity! What is the purpose of Zhu Shi
Enduring hardships to conquer! He pretended to compose a poem to express his gratitude to the officials.
In the old days, there was peace, and the mountains and forests lasted for twenty years.
The source of the spring is in the courtyard, and the cave is in front of the door.
The well tax has a permanent period, and you can still sleep in the sun.
Suddenly, times changed, and I was in a state of war for several years.
Coming to Diansi County now, the mountains and barbarians are in chaos again.
If the little thieves in the city are not slaughtered, the people will be poor and miserable.
This is why this state is surrounded by its neighbors.
Isn’t it better than a thief to envoy the king’s order?
Those who are forced to conquer him will be forced to burn like fire.
Who can take a life to become a sage of the times?
Thinking and wanting to obey the rules, leading the pole to stab the boat.
The family will have fish and wheat and return to the old rivers and lakes.
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Gathering with scholars and scholars in the rain in Junzhai
Wei Yingwu
The soldiers and soldiers painted halberds in the forest, and the fragrant fragrance condensed in the banquet and bed.
The wind and rain are coming on the sea, and the Xiaoyao Pool and Pavilion are cool.
The troubles are almost gone, and the hall is full of guests.
I am ashamed to live in a respected place, but I have not seen the prosperity of the people here.
Don’t care about right and wrong, and forget all traces of your character.
Fresh fertilizer is forbidden during the season, but fruits and vegetables are fortunate to be tasted.
Take a glass of wine and listen to the golden medal.
The gods are happy to be light and want to soar in the wind.
Wuzhong is prosperous in literature and history, and its eminence is now vast.
We just know that the land of Tibet is rich and powerful.
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Chufa Yangzi sent a letter to the Yuan Dynasty
Wei Yingwu
Desolately go to my dear, and the general is filled with smoke.
Returned to Luoyang, with broken bells and trees in Guangling.
This is the farewell now, how can we meet again.
The world's affairs are on the boat, and you can stay safely along the boat.
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Send to the Taoist priest in Quanjiao Mountain
Wei Yingwu
It is cold in the county now, and I suddenly miss the guests in the mountain.
Bundle thorn bushes at the bottom of the stream, and boil white stones when they return.
I want to hold a ladle of wine to soothe the wind and rain.
The fallen leaves are all over the empty mountain, where can I find traces of whereabouts?
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Chang'an Encounter by Feng Zhu
Wei Yingwu
The guest comes from the east, and the Baling rain is on his clothes.
Asking the guest why he came, he picked the mountain to buy an axe.
The flowers are blooming, and the swallow's new breasts are blooming.
We said goodbye yesterday and now it is spring, and there are a few strands of hair on the temples.
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Xici Xuyi County
Wei Yingwu
Lower the sail in Huai Town and stop the boat to visit Guyi.
The wind is blowing, and the sun is setting.
When people return to the mountains and Guoguo, it is dark, and the wild geese descend on the Luzhou white.
Remembering the Qin Pass alone at night, I listened to the bell but did not sleep as a guest.
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Eastern Suburbs
Wei Yingwu
The official residence bureau has been out of the suburbs all year round.
The willows are scattered by the gentle breeze, and the green mountains are turbulent.
I rest comfortably in the bushes and return to the edge of the stream.
In the light rain and mist, where do the spring doves sing?
The joyful and quiet heart often stops, but the deeds are still fast.
Finally, we have settled down in a cottage. I admire Tao so much.
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Send off Yang's daughter
Wei Yingwu
We will be together for a long time, and we will travel again and again.
The woman is traveling now, and she can sail up the river in a light boat.
You are suffering and have nothing to rely on, and caring about me will make you kind and gentle.
The young are nurtured by the elders, and they cry endlessly when they say goodbye.
This is a knot in the intestines, and it is hard to stay in the past!
I have been taught internal training since I was a child, and things have made me worried.
Leizituo Lingmen is kind and compassionate to the common people.
Poverty, frugality and sincerity are the values ????of which should be respected?
Be filial, respectful and obedient to women, be tolerant and obedient.
Farewell this morning, see you in what autumn.
I start to take care of myself when I am free, but I suddenly feel hard to accept.
When I came back, I saw her as a young girl, with no tears left.
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Chen Yichao Master's College reads Zen scriptures
Liu Zongyuan
I rinse my cold teeth in a well and take a whisk to clear my mind.
Holding the Bayeux book leisurely, I walked out of Dongzhai to read.
The true source is unavailable and forgotten.
The last words are Ji Keming, how can the restoration be so familiar?
The Taoist courtyard is quiet, with moss and dark bamboos.
As the sun rises, the mist and dew remain, and the green pines are as if they are bathed in ointment.
Indifferent to words, enlightened and happy heart is self-sufficient.
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Xiju
Liu Zongyuan
For a long time, he was tired of the hairpin group, but fortunately he was banished to Nanyi.
Longing beside the farm and garden, I feel like a visitor in the forest.
Plowing in the morning turns over the exposed grass, and the sound of the stream rocks sounds at night.
When you come and go, you don’t meet anyone, and you sing long songs and the sky is blue.