Two weeping poems (Bai Juyi)
In August, the cool wind blew the white curtain, and I cried in the porch.
My wife and friends come to support each other, but God knows nothing.
The article is invincible, with strong spirit and strong spirit.
Crying and sending it to Xianyang Beiyuan, it may be as dusty as usual?
Young Mermaid (Chen)
After class, the host and guest are idle. Stay away from human heat. Ice trays are all over the state. But there is a bottle of lotus dew jade. Elegant and cool. Drink all the wine. The wine column turns west in the month. Look at the shawl, the thistle, the staff, and bring back the incense.
Shuilongyin (Caoguan)
There are many flowers, thousands of flowers, and many kinds of flowers. This flower is unique, natural and beautiful, surpassing in the middle. The moon surface is well done, and the green branches are thin. It is really a fairy. In the cold snow, thousands of forests are frozen, and spring comes first. This letter is elegant and noble. Willing to accompany and swim among bees and butterflies. Yutang is quiet, with oblique bamboo shoots and charming smoke. Under Yancheng, Khan played and the horn wailed. If you have a strong heart, you will say goodbye to your work.
Loose head of water regulation (Zhu Chen)
The backbone of the wind is the most important, and the universe is wider and flatter. Everyone is a Taoist, and the birthday girl in the South Pole in the sky is ok. The backyard is free of flowers and trees, and the home mountain is full of pine and bamboo, which can be suitable for life. The bottom of the door must be asked, and the chrysanthemum can be bright. Listen to the township evaluation, righteousness training, and be as close as brothers. Fiona Fang is not only a jade, but also a season. If you don't frustrate your achievements, you will become famous in the future, and you will not blame yourself. If you don't take Dou Jiande's advice, you will be honored as your adopted son.
Loose head of water regulation (Fang Yue)
There are many seasons in the world, so there is a pause. Lanzhi is beautifully built and is new in Guangsha. The chest is golden, the jade hall is clear, and the talents are more round. Jin Jie JIU Qiu Wo, Jia Chun, Wan Qi. Just two days after the Central Plains, it's another birthday. The fragrance of western petals is praised by everyone tonight. I'm not the only one who knows you. From now on, look at today, Dangui and Ling Chun.
Answer Hou Shaofu (Gao Shi)
Always study hard and learn to love silk in your later years. There are many lacquer trees and clear water.
Under the imperial edict, Chai Men dared to wander. In the dog days, 10 arrived in Xianqin.
I can't see the brown clothes, and the yellow ribbon is turned over. Li Daodun was bound and his career was difficult to continue.
The northern envoy experienced severe cold, and the mountain was spared hardships. Border soldiers are like pigs, and their bones are ashes.
Don't repeat what you did, you will hurt my God. How to swallow Zhao Yu and suddenly satisfy my life.
Open the museum to recruit riders and play the strings to entertain guests. Floating between heaven and earth, farewell to the morning.
The host country has masterpieces, but there are no such people in the Southern Dynasties. Spirit of Vientiane, extraordinary personality.
Our party thanked RoyceWong, and many sages pushed us to praise him. Take a scholar tomorrow, and the sunset will be over Pu Jin.
The festival name became rich and Lu Wei's family became poor. I am ashamed to travel when I meet you, caressing myself and Tao Jun.
My heart is tired, and I am too frequent from Ju. The two rivers return to the road, and the grass is new in February.
The willow is dark and the flowers are bright, and the warbler meets the Bohai Sea in spring. Who says it's hard to go? It's contemporary Jane.
Acacia is still close every day. There are boats in the rivers and seas, and horns in the mountains and rivers.
I'll do whatever you want me to do. Up and down, the boss is all true.
Don't make a cloud plan, follow the gentry.
He Xinlang (Ge Changgeng)
Magpie bridge fairy beam. Look at Qingyuan Egret, Qiu Guang is gentle. Jade bird secretly spoke outside the cloud, and the queen mother came to the incense table at night. Hehegu, Tiansun as company. The real person dedicated this scene to Xiangcheng, the heir Hu. At the South Pole, the stars are bright. Songxi lay people talk a lot. It is the character of a fairy, and Yuan has no intention of being an official. After the humanitarian month, the general will be paid and the museum will be closed. Still love, the mountains are scattered. The jade girl's golden bell is warm and crisp, which means that the spirit tree crane prays for distant calculations. Public ownership, green rice.
Five Poems by Gan Chun (Han Yu)
Magnolia blooms first, and Tianlu sits before this time. I've made the Confucianists scream,
Even sent a child to pass the cup. It is useless to choose a strong army. There is no reason to accompany it.
Now I have nothing to do but write poems and songs.
When will Luoyang Dongfeng come, Liu Chunquan will return to Sichuan. Once the palace door is locked,
Although there are nine strangers without dust. Riding on the bridge leading to Chaoxiu, this building is red and white, and Cui Wei is right.
Lonely songs are often inconsistent with peace. Who can cut them if you push your luck?
It has been urged when the spring field can be cultivated. Wang Shibei asked why he returned it. Put grass in the car to help farmers,
Who cares if the horse is hungry? Cai Zhou's old general died in Naji, and his daily life was full of suggestions.
The imperial court has not preserved any legacy, so it is willing to pay attention to bottles and cans.
I paid a return visit to Du Yin's watch and congratulated him on his laughter. Kong Cheng, don't make me be friendly to you.
The wind is steep and the dust stays. If there is no news overnight, you can find each other.
God is above ghosts and evil spirits, and your life is hard to save.
Xinyi's greenhouse suddenly opened, and the decline will be frequent. In the morning, the light of the candle is bright.
Twilight and smoke. The darkness of the morning and evening is enough to sigh, and the situation is ruined.
Don't be interested in welcoming many people and thanking them. Who wants to linger and get less in return?
To Zhang Ji (Han Yu)
I'm always reading, and I don't care about the rest. Although there are poor children, the teaching is inevitably simple.
When you come and exhale, you will trip over the threshold. If you are afraid that you don't know anything, you will be ashamed to see it.
Yesterday, due to fate, I got on the intervention version. Stay in the lobby for dinner and let the waiter serve.
See you at dusk and smile at me. Congratulate each other. This is a gold product.
I like its personality and beauty. Try to teach the meaning of poetry, such as penetrating it with meat.
Open your heart to get rid of the details and be complacent. I am a monk, and my title is getting late.
It's better to have someone and make up fewer articles. Feeling the virtue of a gentleman is like taking a stack of corruption.
Call and spit out what you wrote, and take off the scorpion. Looking through the windows, relatives argue.
My ears are numb with joy in the cold winter. Now, whoever hates it more can cultivate it.
And his younger brother (Huang Tingjian) enjoy the Mid-Autumn Festival.
In forty-five years, the autumn was crisp, and the early frost withered and cleared the laurel bushes.
The dust is not separated by four dimensions, and the cold light shines alone.
Youth struggles for things, but it is difficult for poets to compete with wine saints.
Huan Yi old horse, thinking for thousands of miles, is still cool.
It's useless to be poor in literature and Confucianism, but it's impossible to sleep in the Great Song Dynasty, relying on the phoenix tree.
Worry is getting angry, be careful of the same month.
The epigenetic left school late and didn't study hard. Since the Han Dynasty, there has been no Yang Xiong.
Tianma has a vast variety of forces, and my family has a strong character.
I had never heard of Meng Zhiyong before I said that poetry was out of spiritual destiny.
If you don't read the words on the bright window, spiders will make webs and accumulate dust.
When youth is in summer and autumn, it will be my wooden arch.
I pity your moon, I am as weak as a pen.
However, there is always wine in the bottle, and sitting on it is even more boring.
Asking poems for you is the Hou family banquet.