Year:? Don? Author:? Zhao Juzhen
Little Yunmen Mountain, straight to thousands of feet. Extremely lonely, narrow road.
The front is opposite to the vertical crack peak, and the bottom is cut into a wall. Ganoderma lucidum is beautiful in the sun, and the cliff edge is red for a long time.
The grand canyon is quiet and boundless. It's the first snow, and there is a lot of cold water.
Show the dragon-sending instrument, and Ning 'an will take the fox white. Payne is the only Lord, and his blessing is in Fangbo.
The three-dimensional chapter rises, and the five domains rise. The curtains are green and wide open.
I wish you a heavenly drum and pass on the plain book. Zhu Yi lingers in the sunset, and Huang Shang lingers in the haze.
Jade policy is honest, and Xianpei will take office as soon as possible. Incense enters the cave door, and red clouds emerge from the rock.
Sincerity will attract feelings, and great wealth will come to the grid. Heaven speaks, and the emperor lives for a thousand years.
2. Zhaotan Ten Loves
Year:? Song? Author:? Gmcc
I love the view of Zhaozhou, cutting the foundation and pressing the big stream.
On the first floor, the clouds are hidden, and the double-table cranes are lost.
Jin Cui Korean is the first, and Luan Jing is an old topic in history.
The new emperor Yu Lou prayed for Li.
3. Wild temples
Year:? Song? Author:? Fang Hui
Golden armor, red clothes, weak walls, temporarily open the door until the sound of the army comes.
Several families prayed for blessings and poured wine, and paper-cut lanterns were used as tributes.
4. [Title] Zhang Xushuangmiao
Year:? Song? Author:? Zengji
It is a sacred moment for the country to strengthen the foundation with righteousness and stimulate the decadent wind.
I once bowed to the emperor and personally surrendered to the temple, but I was lucky enough to pray for the temple.
5. Title Taiping Xingguo Palace
Year:? Song? Author:? Zhang
Immortals lived in a blessed land, and the emperor sent immortal officials down to earth.
The dream of the Lord of Kaiyuan is hidden, and nine days make a difference.
The crimson festival is full of neon purple clouds, and the wind is still fluttering.
When the ministers visit this place again, the rumor is not far away.
I couldn't see Wu Sheng's pen in front of me, so I robbed and burned the wall.
At that time, splendor was empty, and every pair of Jing Jing sighed frequently.
Whoever does wonders again, the majestic hall is particularly magnificent.
I'm here to pray for myself. I'm glad to see the weather improving.