Yangtze River Yangtze River Chun Lv, Xiaoyao De is dancing around the river to kill people. The breeze blows gently, the flute whimpers, and the pavilion dyes dusk. You want to go south to Xiaoxiang, and I want to run to the west Qinling. ("Farewell to Friends in Huaishang" Zheng Gu)
The bamboo in Nanshan is an infant, and its music was first introduced from Persia. It spread to the Han Dynasty and became a novel, and Aw Hoe in Liangzhou was played by me. The listeners at the seat are all sighing, and the homesick tourists weep. Many people like to listen; But few people understand that traveling in the long wind. Withered old Bai Han, with a whoosh, there are nine little phoenixes chirping at each other. It's like a dragon singing and a tiger roaring and generate at the same time, and it's like the autumn sound of spring in autumn. Suddenly it turned into a small, tragic, sudden dark cloud that turned the sky from flying to flying. They turned into spring on the willows, and the forest was full of new vitality. On New Year's Eve, Hall A on the ceiling, a glass of wine, a glass of wine. ("Listening to An Wanshan Playing Bangzi Song" Li Wei)
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! ("Liangzhou Ci" Wang Zhihuan)
Snow-clean horses graze in the daytime, and Qiangdi guards the building in the moonlight. Excuse me, why do plum blossoms fall? The wind blew all over the mountain overnight. ("Listening to the flute and inserting it" is high)