Year:? Don? Author:? Du Fu
Who is cuter than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley.
A good girl from Ziyun.
When the problem appeared in the customs area, her brother and close relatives were killed.
What's the use of them in high positions, they can't even protect their own lives? .
The world is dismissive of adversity, and hope will go out like the light of a candle.
Her husband, with a wandering heart, is looking for a new face like jade.
When the morning glory is rolled up at night, the mandarin ducks lie side by side.
He can only see the smile of his new love, but he can't hear the cry of his old love.
The stream is pure at the source of the mountain, but its water turns dark far away from the mountain.
Wait for her maid to come back after selling pearls, and then she needs straw to build the roof.
She picked some flowers, not for her hair, but for letting pine needles fall from her fingers.
She forgot the thin silk sleeves and the cold, and leaned against a tall bamboo.
Beiqingluo
Year:? Don? Author:? Li shangyin
Where the sun has entered the western hills, I look for a monk in his hut.
But only the fallen leaves were at home, and I walked through the chilling clouds.
I heard the sound of stone gongs at dusk, and I leaned all my weight on my slender cane.
In this world, in this dust, how can there be room for human passion? .
The pride of the fisherman, the small bridge on the Ping 'an River,
Year:? Song? Author:? Wang Anshi
The small bridge on the flat river bank is surrounded by thousands of people. Shui Rou blue, lingering with flowers and plants. There are some windows in the hut. Dust can't reach it. There is always a spring breeze.
Go to bed in the afternoon and smell the birds. Sleeping is like getting up early and listening to chickens crow. It suddenly occurred to me that an old friend is always old today. Dreaming is good. I forgot Handan Road at a loss.
Master Bodhisattva, a few huts idle by the water.
Year:? Song? Author:? Wang Anshi
There are several huts idle by the water. A weeping willow with a single shirt and a short hat. These flowers were red last year,
Blow away the wind all night. The tip of the crescent moon is withering. I was drunk at noon and didn't wake up until late. Most importantly. Three or two orioles.
Red lips returning from the sea
Year:? Yuan? Author:? thank
After returning from the sea, the temple is as dry as frost grass. There are fewer thin fields. The swimming pool in the cabin garden is very small. Three plows and hoes, three women provide algae. Nice village. The manuscript of Rabbit Garden. This is my family heirloom.
Guyi
Year:? Song? Author:? Lu you
Feeding the hungry eagle, the eagle is not satisfied;
Rich and restless, the old horse will eventually lament.
Scholars are eager for achievement, but they are afraid of wealth.
If you want to delay, five pots are tasteless.
The thatched cottage leaks in autumn, and the rice is deep in spring.
Long song pours turbid wine, and the world doesn't know the heart.
bookish
Year:? Song? Author:? Lu you
Life is full of troubles and worries, and the situation is connected with flying in groups.
Two Niu Geng Wu, three huts wide.
It is inevitable that mugwort is sad, but simple silence is safe.
Everything is fine, everything is fine, everything is fine.
The second village.
Year:? Yuan? Author:? Wang Mian
The hut people look down on me, but I think it's very broad.
Clouds are full and rain is over the grass.
The guqin is stacked three times, and the breeze is bamboo.
There is no other way to keep in good health. The wall is broken.