Climbing the Stork Tower
The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea.
If you want to see a thousand miles away, take it to the next level.
Send to Zhang Mi
Farewell to Meng Yiyi’s arrival at Xie’s house, where the small corridor is rounded and sloping.
There is only the moon in the spring garden that is sentimental, just like falling flowers for people who have left.
Shangchun Yang Wanli
I planned to have a lot of fun this spring, but I still missed the east wind.
If you don’t have dazzling eyes every year, you are either worried or sick.
Impressions of Jianglou Zhao Gu
I go up to Jianglou alone and think about the quietness, the moonlight is like water and the sky is like water.
Where are the people who came to play with me on the moon? The scenery is vaguely like last year
Like a dream to Li Qingzhao
Last night it rained and the wind blew, and I couldn’t get rid of the remaining wine after a deep sleep. I tried the questionnaire The person behind the curtain said that Haitang was still the same. Do you know, do you know, it should be green fat, red and thin.
Gengluzi Feng Yansi
The wind is cold and autumn is just right,
Cymbidium grows old for no reason.
The clouds are drifting away, the trees are lingering,
I have never returned when I left.
The curtains are stretched, and the Zhu Pavilion is alone.
It is not only sad but lonely.
The moon rises in the east, and the geese fly south.
Whose family is pounding their clothes at night? The two have the same affection. ——"New Odes of Jade Terrace·Ancient Poetry Written by Jiao Zhongqing's Wife"
In the vicinity of Pinglin, there is Jiwei's concubine. ——"Poetry·Xiaoya" If you want to flatter your wife, you will rely on your scholar. ——"Poetry·Ode to Zhou"
Teach your neighbors diligently, and you are fortunate to be close to each other.
——Mei Yaochen's "Poetry for a Poor Girl"