Poems about "Pavilions and Pavilions"
1. King Teng's high pavilion is near the river, and he wears jade and sings the Luan while singing and dancing. ——Wang Bo's "Tengwang Pavilion"
2. The iron urn among the clouds is close to the blue sky, and the misty flying towers are connected hundreds of feet. ——Mi Fu's "Wanghai Tower"
3. The misty terraces press the city walls, and you can lean on your stick to watch the mighty spring. ——Lu You's "Deng Xiantai"
4. The solitary pavilion is suddenly inserted into the flying current, and the air pressure Yuanlong Baichi Tower is high. ——Yuan Haowen, "Hengbo Pavilion"
5. Dan leaves fly in front of Yueyang Tower, and I don't have to go back if I stay on the railing. ——Chen Yuyi's "Climb the Yueyang Tower Again"
6. The pavilions are suitable for good guests, and the country is a good poem. ——Bai Juyi's "Early Spring in Jianglou"
7. In the avenue of brothels, there are embroidered doors, windows, and carved ornaments. ——Wang Bo's "Lingaotai"
8. The purple pavilion and the alchemy towers are shining brightly, and the jade room and the brocade palace are exquisite.
—Wang Bo's "Lingaotai"