Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?
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Night parking near Fengqiao Zhangji
On a frosty night, Jiang Feng's fisherman is worried about sleeping.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
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The rockery imitates Mr. Wan Ling's body-ground tour.
Heap stones for hills and bury urns for pools.
Next to it is the negative salary path, and in the middle is the fishing temple.
The sound of the valley should be bell and drum, and the shadow of the wave should be loose.
Sorry, I'm afraid it's in the south of Lushan Mountain.
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Shi Fei Hu Quan fishing for the moon.
Wujiang who wears a whip, only the horse competes with the crowd.
Huang Zhang has lived in Gankun for 16 years.
I don't know what happened in the bell room before I finished my work in Linzi.
Listen to public opinion under the stone city, and the people are pitiful!
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Send Che Ling to see Liu Changqing.
Blue chikurinji, near the distant bell in the middle of the night.
The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan.
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Meditation after breaking the mountain temple's long stream
On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.
A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang.
2. Poems about clocks 1. The Book of Songs
Drum bell meeting, Huai Wei Tang, worrying about the country and hurting the people.
Remembering the good gentleman will always be deeply missed.
Bell and drum clatter, Huai Shui clatter, worried and sad.
Good people have virtue, and virtue is innocent.
It is worrying and embarrassing that there are three continents in Huai.
A gentleman's virtue is passed on to the future.
The sound of bells and lyres, the sound of sheng and playing the piano, the homophonic sound of sheng.
With instrumental music and southern music, the bassoon ensemble is more realistic.
2. Xiao Wen Changle Zhong Dai Shulun Tang
Hanyuan bell rings early, and the suburbs of Qin break at dawn.
First frost is everywhere, and the wind is scattered all over the city.
Penglai hall has been opened, and at the beginning of the dynasty, ducks and herons swarmed.
Open-minded party should be content, big buckle dry cloud.
Nearly mixed chicken people sing, and the new biography of Fu Zhiwen.
Can let Hanyuan guests hear the atmosphere.
3. Ancient poems with bells. Bells and drums are even worse, mountains and rivers are wild. "Early Pujinguan" Li Longji
2. The moonlight in Zhongshan is green, and the phoenix flies to the top in spring. "Driving in spring is lucky for Shan Jiang."
3. If you want to know the weather in Zhongshan, the scorpion is light and builds a chapter. Xiao Ling accompanied Peng Yongnian in autumn.
4. What if the bell stops suffering? Today, the southeast lacks material resources. "Two Poems on Visiting the Gongta"
Zhong Ling's grass is the first, and he entered Lanting at an early age. On Huang Gushu Huanglong Zen Master Opening the Dharma Meeting
6. The bells and drums in the city send wax dragons high, and the clouds and the morning light are peach symbols. Renwu New Year's Day
7. The bell went back to Myanmar, and the color was beautiful. From Yi Yun to Tianpingdeng Baiyun Temple in the evening.
8. Zhongshan winds like a dragon, sending a pot of wine to Chunjiang. Gu Ying
9. Zhongshan embraces the blue sky, and the air in Shui Mu is fresh. Chen Yi Zhongshan Caotang, a native of Tiyi City.
4. The ancient poem describes that the clock is parked in Guazhou, Wang Anshi and Guazhou Yishui Room in Jingkou. Zhongshan is separated by only a few mountains. Spring breeze is green, and Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? The midnight bell of the passenger ship is ringing. -I'm afraid it's ................................................................................................................................................................... in the south of Lushan Mountain.-It's getting farther and farther away from Qingshan Mountain. - .
5. The ancient poems with Zhong Zi as the topic make the shepherd boy answer Zhong Weak Weng.
Author: Yan Lu
The grass shop is six or seven miles away from the field, and the flute makes the night wind three or four times. Come back from a full meal at dusk and lie in the moonlight without taking off your hemp fiber.
Zhongshan is that thing.
Author: Wang Anshi
The stream flows quietly around the bamboo forest, and the flowers and plants on the west side of the bamboo forest are soft in spring. Sitting on the eaves of trees all day, birds are more secluded without singing mountains.
Langtaosha Mountain Temple heard the bell at midnight.
Author: Xin Qiji
In the cup of life. Everything is empty. The ancient heroes of March 5th. Where the rain blows, Qin Gong in the Han Palace. Dream of entering youth. Singing and dancing in a hurry. The old monk rang the doorbell by mistake in the middle of the night. I can't sleep at the west window, and the west wind is rolling.
Zhong Ling's smoking ban was given by his brother.
Author: Jong Li
Scarves are falling, the sun is setting, and I go out for an outing alone, only the grass is dense. I haven't heard the letters sent to relatives and friends, so how dare I listen to this ending at dusk?
A clock left the cloud house.
Author: Yan Lu
Born in a Confucian school and born in Taiping, hanging tassels is more important than clothes. Who can compete for fame and fortune in the world, I will pay back the Qing Dynasty.
6. Ancient poems or articles about "Zhong". Song yaotai
Castle peak is white in front of the old man.
The cold urged the wanderer to go to Yaotai.
Roads and gullies are deep and loose,
Broken beads splash jade dreams.
Fei Ying in the air,
The monks in the mountain temple were frightened,
Ring the morning bell in a hurry,
Reading Buddha's name helps talents.
6. Songhua River
Why should white hair sacrifice the hero's soul?
Defend the country,
Guard the house.
When the alarm bell sounded in September:
Long Yin mountain stream,
Tiger howling jungle.
Looking for old friends by the Songhua River,
Clear water,
Long white clouds.
Try Baishan Blackwater Room:
How many monuments are there?
How many barren graves?
27. Ramulus Cinnamomi
Wangchuan industrial map
The clouds are light and the wind is light,
It was sent several times,
Night drums and morning bells.
The sound is endless,
Everything is empty.
The world of mortals still covers the ancient road,
Disappear,
White-haired elderly
The old man once said:
When I was young,
Also sing gale.
Like scholars in those days,
Poetry and songs,
This house is full of surprises.
In three shabby huts,
How many Hao Ying?
Today, the boat went with the running water,
Stay,
The wind shook Gu Song.
You know what:
Yesterday's strong song,
Who's listening now?