The nine-layered true dragon appears from Si Xu,
It washes away all the mortal horses.
(Du Fu's "Dan Qing Yin·Gift to General Cao")
Back then, Shuang Hui was a twin boy,
relatively silent and old.
Ting Xue was buried up to his waist and could not die,
Now he has turned into a Yu Canglong.
(Su Shi's "Ancient juniper in front of the pagoda").
I am driving a flying dragon, and a jade elephant is a chariot.
How can I use my heart to separate myself? I will be far away from myself.
There are thousands of chariots in the village, and they are galloping with jade in their arms.
It is graceful to drive eight dragons, and it is gentle to carry a cloud flag.
The dragon holds a candle to illuminate the capital, and contains a chapter to imitate a phoenix chick. Western Qin drank from the Wei River, and Eastern Luo recommended the river map.
Bring fire to the stars and land, and rise to the clouds out of Ding Lake. I hope to meet the saint's steps, and the court is approaching in the morning.
The Oriental Qiu Xianghe Songs·Wang Zhaojun's Three Poems: Covering up tears and saying goodbye to the red phoenix, holding the sad title to the white dragon. Shan Yulang was so surprised that he never looked the same as before.
Linghu and Chu Xianghe's Song·Wang Zhaojun The brocade chariot went away from the sky, and the veil opened in the clouds. The blue dragon in Wei Que is far away, and the red geese in Xiaoguan are mourning.
Lugui Mengxianghe Song Ci·Four Songs at Four O'clock in the Midnight·Summer Songs The orchid eyes are raised and the dew is slanted, and the orioles' lips reflect the old flowers. The golden dragon has poured out all the water, and the jade well has been struck with ice.
Laiji came out of Yuguan, gathered the bridle and obeyed Longhan, and crossed Yuguan in a sad manner. Today, outside the quicksand, I shed tears thinking of surviving.
Yan Chao Yinfeng and Dengli Mountain should be restrained. The dragon walks on the crimson air, and the sky talks to each other. Chaos is the first judgment of doubt, and prehistoric times are like the beginning of division.
Three poems about Dongfang Qiu Zhaojun's resentment: He shed tears and said goodbye to the red phoenix, and expressed his sorrow to the white dragon. Shan Yulang was so surprised that he never looked the same as before.
Sun Ti and Li Shaofu of Luoyang visited Princess Yongle to enter Tibet. There were few orioles and flowers in the border areas, and they had not noticed anything new in the past year. Beauty falls from the sky, and the dragon plug begins to respond to spring.
Lu Hai inscribed on Longmen Temple. In the forest and mist, the window lights can be heard, and the sound of chimes and water can be heard. More meetings with Longhua, the evening breeze filled with smoke.
Yingwu Longtan The bay is filled with snow and rocks are suspended in the water, and the five dragons are hiding in the wild clouds. Temporarily collect the thunder and lightning under the nine peaks, and drink from the water of the stream and pool. The waves lead the floating trees to the north bank, and the sun sets over the eastern mountains. Looking back is like looking at a painting, and one must believe that visitors do not want to return.
Ruoxu's View of Lexian Le's family is riding a dragon up into the blue sky, and the residence of Soochow is still there. There is nothing much to come to the great road, and the true queen's elixir is worthless. Insects bite the leaves of old trees in the night wind, and moss grows bricks on ancient walls in spring rain. The pines and cranes died, the mulberry fields changed, and Huabiao returned to his hometown not many years ago.
Guanxiu Riverside Temple The ancient temples on the riverside are empty and closed. The elves should be drunk with Japanese wine, and the white tortoise bites off the calamus root. The remaining flowers are cold and red, and the raindrops are there. The earth dragon armor is wet and the ghost's eyes are red. The sky is blue in the morning and evening, and thunderbolts were heard in the village last night.
Guan Xiu sent the Yue general back to Kuaiji. His face was like jade, his body was eight feet tall, his words were clear and his robe was narrow. The ancient mountain dragon smells like a box of frost, and we meet on the river with blue eyes. The childbirth comes slowly in the spring light, and I sadly say goodbye and return to Jixiang. When he is young, he will be handsome in Handan, and he will be far away from me.
Three Poems by Guan Xiu, a Shaojian. It is more beautiful than an immortal quill. The swallow with flowers and breasts in its mouth looks at the tune, and the beautiful lady in rich clothes waits to read. Xun's family has undergone a sudden change, and Xie's family has grown up and prospered. Immediately on the day of Huanhailong, I will return to Zuowu Emperor to serve Yu.
Guan Xiu's Three Poems from the Shaojian: Staying with friends makes you stronger, and it becomes more and more obvious when you go to court to ask questions. Thousands of people are looking at the new palace, and the peach blossoms in the alley are fragrant. Favoring Zeng Yan will eventually come to her, or it won't matter if she is like Han Bai. The eight dragons and three tigers are like a forest, and they will be auspicious and holy for eternity.