After Ling Yang Ding Yang Wen Tianxiang
After all the hardships, the stars fell all around.
The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters, and the life experience is ups and downs.
Speaking of fear when you are on the beach, sighing for being alone in the ocean.
Who has never died since ancient times? Leave a loyal heart to illuminate history.
Xiao Zhongshan Yue Fei
Last night, the cold cicadas couldn't stop chirping.
I was shocked to return to my dream of thousands of miles, and it was already the third watch.
Get up and walk around the steps alone.
People are quiet, and the moon is outside the curtain. Hun Ming.
The white head is for fame, the pines and bamboos in the old mountains are old, hindering the return journey.
I want to put my thoughts on the Yao Qin.
There are few close friends, and the strings are broken. Who listens?
Huanxisha (Tang and Five Dynasties? Dunhuang tune)
The wind is about to calm down at the end of the five liang pole. I raise the sail and feel the lightness of the boat.
The soft oar is not When the boat is stopped and the boat is stopped, it is a boat sailing.
The scenery is shining brightly, and when you look at the mountains, it seems like you are coming to greet them.
If you look closely, the mountains are still and motionless, it is a boat sailing.
< p>Looking at Jimen (ancestral chant)The guests were frightened when Yantai left, and the Han generals’ camp was noisy with the sound of drums and drums.
The cold light of thousands of miles produced snow, and the dawn on three sides stirred up dangerous signals. ,
The beacon fire on the battlefield invades Hu Yue, and the clouds and mountains on the seaside embrace Jicheng.
Although the young man is not a pen-writing official, he still wants to take a long tassel when discussing his merits.
Spring looks forward to the country's broken mountains and rivers, and the city's spring vegetation is deep. The flowers shed tears when I feel grateful, and the birds are frightened by the hatred. The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust. Selling a Llama by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty For five years, he rode drunkenly under the flowers, and before selling, he turned around and hissed. Xiang Ji and Gu Zhui still sighed, "How could it be ruthless for Lotte to leave Luo?"