Year:? Song? Author:? Shi Yaobi
The pavilion is haunted by empty clouds, and the clouds are unintentional.
Qianshan is towering, and the sound of noon is deep.
Chatting with you in your spare time can help you find your basket.
Only by the day in the northeast, the wolf smoke is still invading.
Send monks to Beiyan Temple.
Year:? Don? Author:? yellow peach
Shi Qingquan, the North Rock Spring, was originally inhabited by a monk.
Fifty years of new pines and vines become old trees.
This poem was written by a good scholar that year, and the breeze and the forest are metaphors.
If you lose your wisdom, you will be misunderstood.
Lotus is pressing the moon, and gold is empty.
The river turned over the island and the trees fell on the balcony.
Yi Yudong returns to the international stage, and every time there is a haze, I am longing for it.
Turn into a thrifty government, not a wild pace of poverty.
West porch Baiyun Pavilion, the teacher resigned from Dongting.
Yuecheng was sent home today, and my heart went to the place where incense was burned.