Cui Hao's Poetry

Cui Hao's Poetry

The sadness of the old man by the river

Jiangnan is eighteen or nineteen years old and wants to cross Qingxikou by boat.

There is an old man with gray temples at Qingxikou.

I said that my family has always been an official in Chen Liang, and I was dragged down by thirty people.

The two dynasties will return to each other, and the fifth will ride a bamboo wheel.

Father and brother are masters, and children are four generations of concubines.

Nanshan gave the site to the Royal Garden, and the first company in Gong Bei was Chen Zi.

Frankly speaking, there is no rest for glory, and I don't think that the earth will collapse and the vicissitudes of life will dry up.

Soldiers rushed into Jiankang City, but fireworks were burning in Weiyangque.

A well-dressed man is trapped in a sharp edge, and a good minister is buried.

Mountains and rivers are easily lost, and the road is full of bones.

The old man, a fashionable teenager, can get away and go to the seaside.

I went to my hometown for three years before I dared to go out

Artemisia selengensis forgets the five city houses, and the vegetation does not know Qingxi field.

Although we want to return to our homeland, it takes a long time to be poor and humble.

Picking firewood often goes into Liyang Mountain, and cutting rice often goes through Xinlinpu.

If a teenager wants to know the age of an old man, he will be 150 this year.

You are young and I am old, and I was once a young gentleman.

When life is different, don't look down on your old age.

It's sad to say that you are begging for each other for you.

Enter Zoigesi.

What happened to the canoe? Already in Yunlin.

Sitting among fish and birds, shaking the mountains and rivers.

The voice in the rock answered, and the words in the stream were quiet.

Everything is quiet, stop radiating to the afterglow.

Miscellaneous songs, Weicheng Youth Travel Service

In February, pear blossoms flew in Luoyang, and pedestrians in Qin recalled spring. Whip to the south of the city,

In every post, Qin Chuanke. The day before yesterday, the post posted a chapter saying that Chang Anchun had come early.

When Yan first arrived at the palace, the grapes were in full bloom. Reading this makes people go home early,

We will go to Chang 'an Road in March. On Chang 'an Road, the spring scenery is pitiful, and the wind is swaying by the river.

Thousands of pagodas face Wei, and five tombs are full of flowers and willows. Qinchuan's cold food flourished,

Wandering children like flowers in spring. When fighting cocks, the dust first meets, and the horse-drawn platform is half inclined.

The imperial city of Zhangtai is named Guili, and the song bell rises late in the brothel. Your white horse is arrogant,

Wuling is young and tide wait for no man. Both of them came to the gold market with bullets and blew the whip on the Weihe Bridge.

Weicheng Qiaotou wine is newly cooked, and the golden saddle and white horse stay at home. Poor jinse pipa,

Yutai sake is at your house. The little woman couldn't help feeling ashamed when spring came and sang a beautiful song of Liuhua.

"Don't you see it in the palace? Hang it all."

You can't see the golden branches of Zhang Jian Palace, and thousands of strips hang down.

February and March are like flowers, but I don't see nine secluded places. Cai Yanchao includes Four Treasures of the Study,

The fragrant wind enters Chaoyun Temple. The ladies-in-waiting of the Korean family love to use this fragrance every morning and evening.

It seems that I can't forget my heart when I look at it, and I will put it on the mirror. You can't cut with your hands,

Pairs of red makeup smiled at each other. Zhang Jian's spring breeze last night, a flower flew to Changxin Palace.

When Chang Xinmei saw the flowers crying, she remembered what this precious tree looked like. When I was in Zhaoyang,

Climb the mountain at dusk and climb the jade hill. Just say that the years are long and I don't feel homesick today.