Stone, cylinder wall
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The highest cliff is less than a foot from heaven, and the withered pine trees hang low on the cliff surface.
"Shu Dao Nan" Tang Libai
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Water raises eyes and mountains gather eyebrows.
"Clerk, send Bao Haoran to East Zhejiang"
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Good peaks change everywhere, and secluded paths are lonely.
"Journey to Lushan Mountain" in Yao Chen, Song Mei
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Thousands of miles into a river, like training, like clusters of green peaks.
Gui Zhi Xiang Jin Mausoleum is nostalgic for Wang Song Anshi.
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If you want to become hundreds of billions, you can go to the top to see your hometown.
Liu Zongyuan, Tang Hao, visited the mountains with his teacher in his early days.
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The dress is on a thousand peaks, and the dance collapses in the original.
Tang Du Mu, Three Poems of Crossing the Qing Palace
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Thousands of hectares, all mirrors are clean, and the peaks are blue.
Stone "Water Tune Song Tou Huang Zhou Kuaizai Pavilion Presents Zhang Biya"
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Wild bamboos are green and misty, and flying springs hang blue peaks.
Interview with Tang Libai, a Taoist priest in Heaven.
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Nangaofeng
Song Kang, a "Sauvignon Blanc Tour of the West Lake" and His Works
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As its shadow deepens the green water in a crystal lake, the Golden Gate opens to two mountains, and a silver stream hangs down to three stone bridges.
Song of Lu Jinshan's suggestion and Lu Xuzhou Tang Li Bai
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There are five peaks in Zhu Rong, the peak is low and the peak is high.
Tang Du Fu, the third of Three Poems by Wang Yue
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Sometimes the five peaks are angry and the wind is like flying frost.
Tang Du Fu, the third of Three Poems by Wang Yue
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Spring scenery on the lake is picturesque, and chaotic peaks are scattered around the checkpoint.
Spring scenery on the lake Don Bai Juyi
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The clouds in the pillow are close to a thousand peaks, and the bottom of the bed is loose and sad.
"Stay in Kanluo Monastery" Song Ceng Gongliang
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Counting peaks is bitter.
A touch of crimson lips, Ding Wei and Wu Songzuo, Song Jiangkui.
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All the valleys are full of sounds, including the sound of dusk, and several peaks are speechless with the sunset.
"Rural Tourism" Yucheng, Wang Song
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Sorrow gathers eyebrows, the sun shines high, and there are thousands of tears and thousands of tears.
Plum, Rain, Pear and Deep Gate by Yin Mingtang
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Kunwu's imperial house winds, and Zige Peak sinks into the pool.
Eight Tang Du Fu Poems in Autumn
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The tide is falling like a cover, and the clouds are not peaks.
"Late Out of the New Pavilion" Yinkeng in the Southern and Northern Dynasties