The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river.
But as long as you climb a flight of stairs, you can broaden your horizons by 300 miles.
Sender Zhang Mi.
Don't dream of going to Xie Jia's house, the small corridor is winding.
It is better to stay away from others than to be affectionate.
Yang Wanli was injured in spring.
It is said that this spring is full of joy, but it is still a waste of east wind.
If you don't have presbyopia every year, you won't be sick when you are worried.
Jiang Lu feels Zhao Wei.
Thinking quietly at the bottom of the river alone, the moonlight is like water.
Where are all the people who come to play with the moon? The scenery is vaguely like last year.
Like a dream, Li Qingzhao
Last night, the wind and rain broke out suddenly, and I slept soundly and didn't eliminate the residual wine. I asked about the shutter, but Haitang is still there. You know it should be green, fat, red and thin?
More leaky Feng Yansi.
The wind brought cold, and autumn was just right.
Orchids grow old for no reason.
Clouds are hovering, trees are hovering,
I never came back.
With the help of Brother Zhu,
Not just sad.
The moon rises in the east and geese fly in the south.
Who is cooking clothes at night? The two feelings are the same. -"Mrs. Jiao Zhongqing writes a new poem about Yutai"
There is a set of dimensions for him to level the forest. -Poetry Xiaoya wants to flatter his wife, and others rely on him. -Poetry Zhou Song.
Diligent in disciplining neighbors, fortunately, they are willing to rely on each other. -Mei Yao Chen's poem "On Your Poor Woman"