Three hundred Tang poems: Li Bai is homesick.

Miss my hometown-Li Bai

There is no sky in the yellow mud, King Wang Jianwei.

The sea is full of clouds and the moonlight is gloomy. Shi Wang

The waves are like stacks of Sakamoto, Wang Jian.

Whoring Yao's family banquet against the king of Wu. Snow energy

On both sides of the prostitution building, there is a Watergate, Zhang Ji.

What do you mean, catch flowers and get in the way? Plum blossoms stand in the way.