Goose Goose, Xiang Tiange.
Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.
Drive away the orioles, don't cry on the branches.
His uncle Yu Ming? I heard it in the wild.
There are few stars on the moon, and blackbirds fly south.
In the past, Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.
Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars into Wan Li.
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
Five-colored cranes flying in the clouds.
A long time ago, a yellow crane carried a saint to heaven. This is the Yellow Crane Tower.
The geese never answered me, and the rivers, lakes and seas were flooded by rain.
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves.
I miss hitting butterflies and dancing from time to time, and charming Yingying just cries.
Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
On the river, the geese just flew south, and they made friends with wine and hip flask mountain.
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns.
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.
As the sun sets, there is no cowboy riding on the back of the cow, only a pair of crows wandering on the village road.
Swallows fly, green water people go around.
At dusk, the rain is whispering.
The left side leads to yellow and the right side leads to blue.
A hundred-tongued oriole is practical. Although your voice is good, who will listen?
There are countless peach blossoms on the stream and orioles on the branches.
Butterflies dance from time to time, and charming Yingying chirps at home. -When did the swallows fly back to Tang Du Fu's "Walking Alone by the River" and the peach blossoms on the shore dipped in water? -Vae's poem "A Spring Tour of the Lake" is only on the shore, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. -Tang Wei Wu Ying's Xixi Chuzhou
Mangroves are in full bloom, birds are chirping, and the grass grows in Pinghu. -Vae Yuanchang muscular pendulum can be used to dress up as a snow castle. "On the Lake" has a lot of flowers in March, and the eaves are swallowed every day. -Wang Song Ling's "To Send Spring" flies around, flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! A Night Abroad by Don Du Fu.