Xijiang, and heaven remains our neighbourhood, what does life without you mean to me? .
A cold wind is blowing from afar, and Wan Li is homesick.
Crossing the ocean of zero
When hard work comes,
There are few stars around.
The mountains and rivers are broken and the clouds are surging.
Life experiences ups and downs.
Fear. The beach says fear,
Sigh in the ocean.
Who hasn't died since ancient times?
Take the heart of Dan and follow history.
Legacy:
Confucius said to be benevolent and Mencius said to take justice.
Only its righteousness is exhausted, so the benevolent is also.
What have you learned from reading the books of sages?
Occasionally, I have no conscience.
Song Zhengqi
Heaven and earth are upright, in many ways. Below is the Yuehe River, and above is the sun star. People call it awe, which is overwhelming.
The road to the emperor should be clear, including the Ming court. When you are poor, you can see it, one by one. In the history of Qi Taishi Jane, in the east of Shanxi Hu Bi.
Chasing in Zhang Liang, Qin, and on Emperor Wudi's Day. As the head of General Yan, he is endowed with the blood of Ji. Raise your teeth for Zhang Xun and spit your tongue for Yan Changshan.
Or for Liaodong's hat and Qing dynasty. Li bingxue Or for a model, a crying hero. Or to cross the river and swallow Hu Jie generously.
Still want to hit a thief, the vertical head is broken. It takes qi as its power, and it lasts forever. When it runs through the sun and the moon, life and death are at peace.
The earth depends on it, and the Tianzhu depends on it. Three cardinal principles are life and morality is the root. To Li Yangjiu, the official tone is also ineffective.
Chu prisoners carry crowns, and carts send them to the poor north. Tripods are as sweet as cups and are hard to get. There is a jack-o'-lantern in the darkroom, and the spring courtyard is closed and dark.
Cattle and horses share a bar of soap, and chickens live in phoenix. Once it is foggy, it is divided into ditches and barren areas. If it is so hot and cold, it is easy to get rid of it.
Hey, I'm on the battlefield and I'm happy for my country. Is he clever? Yin He won't be a thief. I care about this. Look up at the clouds.
My heart is sad and the sky is extremely high. The days of philosophers are far away, and the punishment is over. Reading on the eaves of the wind, painting on the ancient road.
Words:
The Moon on the Yangtze River
The water and sky are vast, and I hate the east wind and the British affairs in the world. I can't bear to see through the city among the remnants of Wu Hua, a Shu bird.
Bronze sparrow Chun Qing, golden autumn tears, who hates this snow? Open firm but gentle, bullfight empty recognition of Qi Jie.
That letter Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life traveling south to Wan Li. It was a ship. I want to leave a drunken eye for Ou Meng, and I want to look at the clouds carefully.
Win by swallowing the column, go back to the flag, and be crowned through the ages. With insomnia, Qinhuai should be a lonely moon.
The Moon on the Yangtze River
Gankun can be great, but it's not what's in the pool. There is no place to worry about the wind and rain, and it is colder.
Cross-cutting poetry, going upstairs to write poetry, everything is snowing in the air. If the river flows like this, there will be Yingjie.
I can laugh at a leaf and drift away, and then come to Huaishui, which is the breeze. In the mirror, Zhu Yan is gone, but Dan Xin is hard to disappear.
Going to Longsha, looking back, the front line is as green as hair. Old friends should remember that there is a waning moon on the branches of azaleas.
The Moon on the Yangtze River
Lushan Mountain is still desolate, and the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is infinite. The sky is green and sunny, and the sweat is pervasive, which also blocks half of the East.
Wild geese cross the lonely peak, apes return to danger, and the wind and waves turn over the snow. Gan Kun is not old, but there are still talents in the world.
Just like a boat drifting, the river is falling, and the guests' dreams are urging Faming. Nanpu idle clouds grass tree, look back, the flag goes out.
Thirty years and ten years later, there are stars in the sky. Late at night, on hearing this, Hu Jia blew through the cold moon.
Qinyuanchun
What's wrong with dying for filial piety and loyalty? Since the honor is divided, the scholar has no integrity, and the monarch and the minister have no righteousness, whoever bears it.
Scold thieves and despise young people, love Yuan, and enjoy eternal fame. Later, there were no two public exercises.
Life is dying. Let's have a good fight. So that at that time, he betrayed the country, willingly surrendered to Lu, was reviled by others and felt at ease.
The ancient temple is quiet and gloomy, with elegant appearance, and the west Western jackdaw has fallen a few times. There is an adulterer under the post booth. Think it over.
Niannujiao
Where is it? It sounds hollow, but it sounds like a bell. Wang Liping sailed out of Hongliang fishing market in Hengxueling, Pingjiang.
If god drives you and you obey the emperor, you will have an epiphany. Nanyang is full of enthusiasm, which still exists today.
Think of Su Wu's poverty, spend the night in first frost, and watch wormwood sing coldly. The soldiers still hurried away, rustling and waving flags.
The moon is white and bright, the clouds are frozen and cracked, and the fields are sad. My soul is in prison and I am in this world.
Niannujiao
Covered with cloud cages, all over the countryside, as far as the eye can see. At this point, the green hills are discolored, which is the beginning of Qiongtai.
The fishing boat is foggy, the firewood is lost, and the makeup cream. The child is short and short, with three high temples.
Jiangcheng dreams of Luo Fu, following in Yin Hao's footsteps, Mr. Dong Guo's shoes. I'm going to camp in an earthen house with Yuan and lie on the height of six flowers.
This is a cold day, who said that water town, eternal lonely minister tears. Lu Xianbai, muddy doubt white Liu Ji.
Man Jiang Hong
In the Swallow House, there are several autumn scenery. Acacia, youth is like a dream, take a trip to the gods.
Muscle jade is dark and slow, and tears obliquely pass through the bud side. The most unprovoked, banana shadow on the screen window, green light rest.
The winding pool is closed and the high platform is destroyed. There is nothing to say about human affairs. Money goes to Nanyang, full of blood.
The world is like a storm and my body is a bright moon. Happy laughter, a good romantic life, flowers are missing.
Man Jiang Hong
How beautiful is the pipa outside the sand? The most bitter thing is that a flower moved from Yao Huang to Xianque.
The queen mother celebrated the banquet, and the immortal's tears filled the golden plate. Listen to the palace, rain twice in the middle of the night and rest.
The clouds are gone and the fragrance is gone. Bronze camels hate it, so to speak. I want a generous man.
Looking back at Zhaoyang leaving dusk, the sad copper finches welcome the autumn moon. I don't want to be like heaven, but I'm short of money.
Man Jiang Hong
Wine Tianshan Mountain, today Xu, sign saddle and rest less. Made of iron, hard-working, strong husband.
Correcting Kun is not a different thing, and the clouds are shining in Wan Li. Laughing all the time and always talking about frogs, why bother?
When the cymbals are blown, the robes are covered with snow. The military power is strong, and the voice is absolutely. Learning to be excellent is an official, and forbearing to be disabled.
Luo Ding has nothing to lose. Who dares ask? The curtains are thin and bloody. Fast three dynasties, filial piety, Tianxin, Anlingque.
Qi Tianle.
South Tower turns to Yinhe Shu, and Yu Di blows plum early. Parrots are sunny, grapes are warm, and a ray of Xiang Yan is clear.
Yaochi is full of spring. I miss peach dew and rosy clouds, chrysanthemum waves and dawn. The robe is full of flowers, and the royal fairy flowers surround the rainbow.
Guan Yu is not old. Called the rock-headed yellow crane and smiled at the shore towel. Sword blows Huai Qing, crosses Chu Dai, and rain washes Sichuan smoke.
Printing yellow is like a bucket. Look at that half inkstone rose, full of willows. When Sha Lu came back, Jin's "The Story of Diexin" had a little wing.
Qi Tianle.
In the evening, I received a letter from Dongfeng. Xiaoxiang is a new green river with bright willows, warm plums and a bunch of flowers in spring.
The silver cicada takes a bath first. The sand goose will return, and the sea is at the beginning. Clouds hold banners and laugh at people drawing diaphragm music.
Star rainbow Yao tree is ethereal, the ring rings and the sky collapses, and the cage is luxurious. Lu Geng copper, ice turns to iron horse, curtain light shakes golden millet.
Slowly lean on bamboo. More respect for Yao, full of embarrassment. Looking back at Gong Lian, I went back to the hospital at night.
homesickness
What remains unchanged for 60 years is a faint homesickness, and what I have been obsessed with for many years is the desire to go home.
Come back, with the wanderer's desire to go home.
When I went back, I took away the yearning loess and homesickness that belonged to my mother.
Miss, from the miss rooted in this land, from the inner desire.
Love, beyond the nation, across the river, love, that piece of loess, a homesickness.
Some people say that this is an unchanging idea. Unexplained sadness
Some people say that it is a constant feeling, and the expectation has returned to my heart.
Homesickness is rain, homesickness is sorrow, missing comes from hometown, missing comes from homesickness.
Only when you love deeply can you understand that missing is a knife, but even a sharp knife can cut your homesickness.
People who leave home deeply miss their homeland and their feelings, and all their thoughts come from their hearts.
Wanderers always have yearning for their homeland and faint homesickness.