Watching the sword while drunk
Dreams of the Trumpet Company
The bow is like a thunderbolt and startling the string
——Broken Array
p>When I was drunk, I lit up the lamp and looked at the sword, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpet company. Eight hundred miles away, the subordinates are doing moxibustion, and the sound of fifty-stringed strings turning over the Great Wall. Autumn troops are dispatched on the battlefield.
The horse is flying fast, and the bow is shaking like a thunderbolt. The affairs of the king and the world have been settled, and he has gained a reputation both before and after his death. Misfortune happens in vain!
The wind is always blown away by the rain
How can you see that the anger swallows thousands of miles like a tiger
——Yongyule·Eternal Jiangshan
Throughout the ages, there is no hero to be found, but Sun Zhong is looking for a place. On the dancing pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the wind and the rain. The setting sun
Grass and trees, ordinary alleys, where humane slaves once lived. I think back then, when we were strong and strong, we could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.
Yuanjia hastily sealed the wolf in Xu, and won the hasty visit to the north. Forty-three years later, I still remember the beacon fire on Yangzhou Road.
Looking back, there is a sacred crow drum under the Buddha Temple. Who can ask: Lian Po is old, can he still make a living?
Everything in the world can be made with a smile
——Congratulations to the Bridegroom
A life full of sorrow and scattered friendships, how much is left now? The white sky hangs three thousand feet, smiling at everything in the world. Ask what can make the public happy? I see how charming the green hills are, and I expect the green hills to be so when they see me. Emotion and appearance are slightly similar. One scratched his head in the east window.
Imagine Yuan Ming and Tingyun Shijiu, the flavor at this time. The people in Jiangzuo who are so busy seeking fame don’t know the wonderful principles of turbid mash! Looking back, the clouds are flying and the wind is rising. If you don’t hate the ancients, I won’t see you. If you hate the ancients, you won’t see me. Those who know me are two or three sons.
The spring breeze will not dye the hair white
——Partridge Sky
The banners of the prime of life support thousands of people, and the golden falcons [衤James] suddenly ride across the river at the beginning. The soldiers of Yan sewed silver beards at night, and the arrows of Han flew towards gold.
The servant girl. Chasing the past, sighing at the present, the spring breeze will not stain the white mustache. But he exchanged ten thousand words of military strategy for his boss's tree-planting book.
How to forget the cold winter and ice and autumn
Drunk and greedy for laughter
——Xijiang Moon brings joy
Drunk and greedy for laughter, Worry about the effort. Recently I have begun to realize that the ancient books are totally worthless.
Last night Songbian fell drunk and asked Song, "How can I be drunk?" I just suspected that the loose man wanted to help him, so he pushed the loose man with his hand and said: "Go!"
Lian Po is still young and happy
——Yong Yule · Qiangu Jiangshan "Lian Po is old "Can I still eat?"
Where can I look at China
If the Yangtze River does not end, the rolling flow of the Yangtze River
How many things have happened through the ages
——Nanxiang Zi Dengjingkou Beigu Pavilion is pregnant
Where can I look at China? Beigu Tower is full of scenery. How many things have happened through the ages? long. The Yangtze River is endless.
The young man Wan Dou sat down and broke off the war in the southeast. Who is the rival of the world's heroes? Cao Liu. Having a son should be like Sun Zhongmou.
The battle is endless
——Yong Yule · Eternal Country
Who is the hero in the world
——Nanxiang Zideng Bei Guting, Jingkou, has the idea of ??"Who can rival the heroes of the world?"
Winning fame behind his back
——"Winning fame both in life and in life"
Suddenly Looking back and counting the romances
——The Sapphire Case·Yuan Xiu
The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees down at night, and even blows them down, and the stars are like rain. BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and fish and dragons danced all night long. The moths are like golden strands of snow and willows, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, there he was, in a dimly lit place.
Not an emperor, not an emperor, not a monarch, not a prince