Wang Wei Wang Chuan Ji Mulan Chai Qiushan gathered the rest of the photos, and the birds chased their predecessors. When the color is green, there is no place for the evening haze.
Wang Wei's Lingao Station sent Li Shi's legacy to Lingao Station, and Kawahara was extremely impressed. Birds return at dusk, and pedestrians go on.
Gu Kuang Luoyang Mo's two poems, Kepei singing in unison, and Wang and Sun traveling together. Golden pills fall on birds, and they get drunk on pleasure.
when at heron lodge is near the birds, it is high above the world. The weather surrounds Ping Ye, and the river breaks into the mountain.
Wei Luan climbed onto the Qingju Terrace, which stretched out beyond the white clouds. Listen to the sky and look down at the back of the bird.
Lu Lun's miscellaneous songs, Eternal Words, Clouds, Days, Auspicious Gifts, Five Chants from Northern Court Students. There are no birds in Wan Li, so you can use Zhi Dou in the border town.
Li Jie sent Han Peng for political leisure, looking forward to seeing the birds fly back at dusk. Send a book on the river to kill the gods, and admire the head of the city to shoot the mountain.
Gu Kuang's five-and-two-song song sent Zhang Xia to the pole, and Yun Fan chased birds on the water. When seeing you off from Yangzhou for the first time, the mist dawned on the river.
Gu Kuang looks at the immortals in the middle of the night, watching the birds return at sunset, and seeing the green hills on the Moon River. It's not a fairy who can't climb a tree in front of her window.
Lu Lun's ever-lasting ci poetry is full of auspicious gifts, and five gifts are presented to the students in the court. There are no birds in Saiyuan Wan Li, but Zhi Dou is used in the border town.
Sikong Shu sent someone back to the Fubo Xiao drum in Qianfu, and the halberd was as red as frost. When the oil curtain opens at dawn, the birds will disappear, and the generals will go with the wind alone.
Xu Ningshan's word "the partridge in Lingtou Mountain, Nanyue" is said to be a virgin at that time. Who do you complain about when you turn into a bird? There are still crows and savage words.
Wen Tingyun answered Duan Kegu's words, and he saw the mocking colors, great splendor and gold around him, and 1,2 birds escaped. There is no delusion under the bridge of tail pay, and there are few clouds in the twilight.
There are three poems on the edge of Guan Xiu. The mountains are not green, the water is not clear, and the wind is poisonous, sandy and fishy. Hu er's flying birds, shooting down the clouds.
Wu Qing's five poems about his wife's fairy tales are beyond people's reach, and he will not go down the mountain for ten years. The short book in the sleeve is the best, and the Huashan Taoist sells medicine.
Wan Qirong gave farewell to the bird place in the southeast of Jiangtou, saying that it was a hometown day. It's late on the river, and you can order thousands. The log breaks the moon frequently, and the number of years is repeated. Xunyang water at the age of tomorrow, acacia sends lotus flowers.
Li Qi's libing Cao frescoes and landscapes are each endowed with laurel sails, which float on the laurel water when the sun sets. Birds look at * * * degrees, and the clouds are late. There is no dawn night in the long wave, and you can do whatever you want.
Gu Kuang's wounded son cried and loved his son, and thousands of blood flowed every day. The sound breaks the ape's sorrow, and the trace disappears with the birds. I am seventy years old, so I won't say goodbye for a long time.
Three hundred and thirty poems of Hanshan were written by Oriole, which made the poor beauty look like jade. Lack of ability to play, nostalgia in the year. Flowers and birds also scattered, shed tears before the autumn wind.
Li Bai's miscellaneous songs: Young boy, Qingyun, young boy, left with a bullet. The pommel horse opened on all sides, like a meteor. The golden pill falls into the bird and lies in Qionglou at night. Who is Yi Qi? He is hungry in the western hills alone.
Wei Qumou's miscellaneous ballads, Buxuci, are flying freely, and Yun Hong is the most natural. Xiaguan will dawn on the moon, and Zhu Pei will be connected with the stars. Carve jade for new tricks, and carve gold for old ones. I don't know how to learn birds, but there are several immortals.
Suxiang Xiaoji Jiaochuan enters the south of Mijie and drinks horse Jiaochuan, which is close to Jiaonan. The birds in Lin Yao are late, and the clouds go to the clear mountains. The sunset hides the mulberry, and the autumn is covered with flowers. Sad wanderers are cold, and the wind and dew will be bleak.
Li Jie sent Gu Chaoyang back to Wu, even though he was lonely, and he was wrapped in grain and left for Qin. The official career has been known, and I am lying in Bao Shanchun. The old country refers to birds, and Cang Bo worries about travelers. Open a bottle on the water, and complain about the new flowers.
Wan Chu chant hawksbill used to be called Hua, with exquisite and thin crimson yarn. The hook-bit door is bent, and the water lines are oblique. Birds grow in the sun, but the wind does not roll flowers. It's not for arrogance, but for internal and external reasons.
Liu Changqing sent Judge Dugu to Lingfubo to plant feathers at the beginning of Lingfubo, waiting for Er Jingchuan to scale. Look at birds in the mountains and seas, and ask people far away from the horizon. Clouds in the sky are in the evening, and the grass is in the spring. Think of the tattoo country in the distance, greet the boat and worship the envoys.
Liu Changqing, on seeing wang leave for the south, toward a mist upon the water, still I wave my hand and sob. For the flying bird is lost in space, beyond a desolate green mountain. But now the long river, the far lone sail, five lakes, gleam like spring in the sunset. And down an island white with duckweed, comes the quiet of communion.
Liu Changqing Changsha presents Heng Yue Zhu Rongfeng Prajnaparamita Zen Master Prajnaparamita, Prajnaparamita, when will he go to Zhu Rong? On the way home, I saw the birds outside, and the meditation room was covered in white clouds. Osmanthus fragrans is idle and falls, and the flowing water has no intention of recovering from the west to the east.
Li Xizhong's two poems on thistle's northbound journey are all about saving the border speed, and the bonfire leads to the thistle gate. The birds of the former army are broken, and the fighting dust is faint. Drums are urgent on cold days, and Khan will run at night. Be loyal and loyal, and die to serve your country.
Li Bai's young son is young in Qingyun, and he is left with a bullet. The pommel horse opened on all sides, like a meteor. The golden pill falls into the bird and lies in Qionglou at night. Who is Yi Qi? He is hungry in the western hills alone.
Cui Lu, in the Spring Festival Evening, Yueyang wrote two songs: Green smoke is like a twinkle, willow is like a ring, sunny and leaning against the south building to watch the mountain alone. Jiangguo grass flowers in March dusk, the emperor city dust dream for a year. The empty boat is still difficult to understand, and the birds are empty and tired. Why don't you indulge in Zhan's father's company, sleep in smoke, sing songs and babble in the old age.
Li Qunyu sent Tao Shaofu to choose Tao Junguan, who was prosperous and humble, and lived in green mountains and clear waters. I have been poor in art for a long time, but I still pass on five old piano books. Traces of birds perch on high trees, and the heart is like idle clouds in the void. Naturally, Ge Hong asked for the price of medicine, which is not related to Mei Fu's love.
Li Pin's longing for Chun Qing in spring is like a chain, and it's burning with longing all night. The ambition is not paid, and the hometown is separated from Chung Shan Man. After the music book broke off, relatives and friends met in their dreams. But I admire floating clouds and birds, which are blown away and returned by the wind.
When Fang Gan presented the second poem of Wang Dafu in eastern Zhejiang, it became more and more vulgar, which led to your death. When you come, you should only drink the long stream, and you should return with a money. The beauty in the singing place holds the pen and inkstone, and the birds avoid the silence when walking. All four sides share their worries and send them, and only the southeast wears them for two days.
Zhou Pudeng went to Nanjian Temple in Fuzhou, and Wan Li's mountains surrounded Fuzhou, and a stream was seen in the south. There are no birds in the sky, and pedestrians in the dust will rest sooner or later. At dawn, the green hills are the sea, and the clouds are ancient and cut against tall buildings. That's a long way to go, but this depression is over.
Wei Zhuang Tianjingguan Taihang Mountain goes up to Yun Shenchu. Who built a female wall in the clouds? If you are short, you can hang down the jade, and you can't learn the golden soup. ? Open Lan Cui as a high base, and cut off the clouds as a great defense. If the guards don't teach the birds to cross, how can they get to my hometown with bare eyebrows?
Wei Zhuang Biandi's trip to the Sui Dyke is too late, and it's not the right time to wake up from the clouds. It was only when I heard that Lu was going to retire his horse that I asked Liao to start again. Look at the west as a passer-by, and look east as a floating corpse at dusk. There are no birds in green Yang Qianli, and the old shop base is airdropped at sunset.
A consultant of Guangxuan Shengen, who travels alone in the Moon Pavilion, wrote that he should live in meditation on the riverside without much land and go back and forth in search of spring things. Thousands of acres of bamboo are put on the road, and the low pressure of the column is tens of thousands of people. Birds come to eat in front of the eaves, and flowers fall in the forest. Knowing the Buddha's nature in an instant, it is more like a few dust and sand without effort.
Liu Changqing sent Fan Lun back to Anzhou after the peace. Yesterday, I heard that the war was over, and the troops were withdrawn and the curtain was rolled up. At the beginning of the sea, I saw Hu Xing fall. Recalling the past, the boat crossed the south, and the thorns and smoke filled the road. Join hands with you in Gusutai and visit your hometown several times a day. White clouds and birds go to loneliness, and Wu Shan is empty of Cui Wei. Things go back to the old hills, and the green spring grass is close to home. Luoyang lifted up his eyes to see who is here today, and Yingshui should be ruthless. Westerners in Wuyuan want to be rare, and they linger for a day to know what is wrong. Jiangtan is full of worries at the age of 18, and Hongyan has not returned in the spring. Wan Li remote hanging emperor township, five years empty with dusty color. However, when I meet an old friend in Chang 'an, I don't know my name.
Li Hezhao, a young boy, has a fat horse and a golden saddle, and his brain is fragrant with a wisp of Luo shirt. Beauty sits in a narrow seat and flies, and the poor call the sky a lang. Don't stand tall buildings near Bixiao, and silk drags red scales out of the deep marsh. Sometimes, before half drunk and a hundred flowers, I drop the golden pill on my back. He said that he was never born as a guest, and he was over 3 beautiful concubines. I don't know? Local seedlings, official taxes frequently urge people not to weave. He is rich in jade and boastful, and every idle person has more spirit. Born not to read half a script, only to buy gold is expensive. A teenager grows up, and Haibo becomes a mulberry field. Glory and withering are as urgent as an arrow, and God refuses to be partial to the public. Mayor Mo Daoshaohua is here, and his face is white and wrinkled.
Li Hao's miscellaneous ballads Zheng Yingtao sings Shi Jilong, who is arrogant and arrogant, and the beauty's surname is Zheng Ming Cherry. Cherry is beautiful, fragrant and lustrous, and moths are dedicated to the palace. There are 3, people in the backyard, and Cui Mei is not allowed to kiss. Loyalist women ride a thousand horses, and flowers shine in Zhanghe Spring. Woven into a flower-reflecting red nylon towel, the red flag pulls the halogen book new. The singing owl picks up the birds on the horse, and the bronze harp carries the dust with it. Fengyang re-doors Ruyi Pavilion, and a hundred-foot golden ladder leans against Yinhan. I say that wealth is immeasurable, and women are princesses and men are kings. Red Hua Shuang bamboo coral bed, panlong bucket account amber light. It's not a mistake to destroy a stone's tomb if you confuse it and pretend to be evil by a god. Yecheng is grey and white, and the world overturns Huang Yunfei.
Brother Wang Wei, Cui Puyang, pays great attention to the mountains before the season (going to Shanxi is also good for Weimen), and the autumn scenery is good, and Kuang Jun is idle in the pool. Under the leisurely Xilin, I know the mountain in front of the door. Thousands of miles across the sky, several peaks emerge from the clouds. Cragginess to the state of Qin, the combination of Tibetan Jing Guan. Residual rain slanting sunshine, evening haze birds also. The old friend is still alive today, sighing at this gloomy face.
Du Fu's morning walk was full of tears, and he walked for a long time. Lonely boat like yesterday, I heard the same sound. Birds count for food, and diving fish are also surprised. The former king made a net and tried to harm it. Blue algae are not luxuriant, and high sails are all day long. If there is no concession to the war, it will be forced to open its feelings.
Gu Kuang returned to Peach Blossom in the bitter rain in Chuhe, injured his relatives and friends, abandoned the rest of his life, and later died first. Poets feel the wind and rain, when will the night dawn? There is no feeling of going to the country, and there are few dreams of going to the countryside. You can't be taught in the shelter, but you can forget the outside interference. The beautiful scenery becomes overcast, and the caves and mountains are empty. If the spiritual tide can pass, send thanks to the west birds.
Xu changhong didn't welcome the light snow in winter, so he should stay in the rainbow at night. Jade gas imaging, star essence does not astigmatism. When a beauty first looks like a color, a bird appears auspicious. The shadow of the stone stream is clear, and the beam of Tianjin is lost. It's raining, and the setting sun is reflected. Shu Juan should be in season because he knows the length of the holy calendar.
Bai Juyi's small pavilion is sitting idly in front of the pavilion, where the bamboo is rustling and your water is gurgling. Sitting on the roller blind, the breeze is born in it. Listen to the new cicada singing, and the far-sighted birds will return. But there are towels hanging on the wall, and no guests knocking at the door. Second, return to your hometown, and four old people return to the old mountain. I also want what I want, and I get leisure when I seek leisure.
The flowers of the straight bird in Dou Xun are scattered, and after the late tree returns in spring, the flowers and birds are in the early morning. Staggered wings, scattered and empty. Outside the wind, the fragrance turns, and the shadows on the forest edge are sparse. Light and suspicious of snow dance, as if it were like Xia Shu. It's hard to be in love, and there's more to move to Qiao Si. I am so lucky that I admire the cold residence.
The hunting song of Ma Dai School is in the countryside of Chu Zi. Clouds are spreading, and grass is forming a lock. It is meant to be a bird, and the arms are bowed and the waist is squatting. Far will shoot Goujian, time to punish Fu Cha. Once his ambition is exhausted, he is prosperous. At that time, I was able to hunt sages and protect my country and my family.
Su Zheng built a platform by the crane platform, which is not a sage, and he gathered alone by the crane. Six horses can't control them. What does Jiu Hao want? Once the enemy soldiers come, all the people will fall together. How to warn the birds is not like a bird. When everything is wrong, all mankind becomes evil. Up to now, birds have not landed on the platform.
Yun Ge, a volcano in Cen Can, bid farewell to Chitingkou, a volcano with thick May fire clouds. The fire cloud covered the mountain and the ridge was stagnant and the birds didn't dare to fly for a thousand miles. The fire cloud had just been blown off by Hu feng early in the morning and turned back in the evening with the rain. The circle filled up the iron closed tree, transpiration half cover the Jiaohe. You travel all the way in the fire of Shandong, the mountain lone cloud will follow you to the east.
Wang Changling's ode to peace: Going from the army to the evening, facing the great famine, the north wind will return to worry. Pingsha Wan Li, where the birds stay. Lu rode and hunted Changyuan, and went to the river. When the white grass is shaken, the sea air produces yellow fog. A hundred battles and hardships, ten years of frost and dew. Although I cast a long-term pen, I did not sit in the general tree. If I had known it is hard to go, I would have regretted ignoring the chapters.
Wang Changling joined the army in two songs, facing the great famine in the evening, and the north wind turned to worry. Pingsha Wan Li, where the birds stay. Lu rode and hunted Changyuan, and went to the river. When the white grass is shaken, the sea air produces yellow fog. A hundred battles and hardships, ten years of frost and dew. Although I cast a long-term pen, I did not sit in the general tree. If I had known it is hard to go, I would have regretted ignoring the chapters.
Zhang Jiuling entered Lushan Mountain and looked up at the waterfall. There was a hanging spring at the top of the water, making a noise and smoke. I don't know when I am, but I don't know when I am. Glittering green cliffs, fresh and bright in the daytime. Sprinkle wet clouds, splash foam to scare birds. The thunder roared and the arrow flew into the gentle and graceful. Yesterday, I heard that the mountain was covered, but now it is a forest. Things are tricky, and Kun Yuan is confused. Silently put this away, who can change?
Wang Wei stayed in Bieshan to learn from his elder brothers in ancient China, and showed his younger brother that he was a wise man when he went to learn from me. Is it only the people in the mountains, but also the last month? Stay in the past and swim together, causing the clouds to end. Open the porch to face Yingyang, and lie down to see the birds. Good to rely on a plate of stone rice, often thirsty for waterfalls and springs. Manage the small and hidden, and the Tao wins the foreign things. My younger brother's official position is lofty, and Brother Zong has his hair cut. Jing Fei, however, sweeps, taking advantage of leisure and taking a break.
Wang Changling sent Ouyang Huiji as a reward, and the mountains and rivers flowing east are long. The official moved to Huiji County and went to Shangyu Township. The slow-moving screen is complicated, and the fishing boat is in court. Wandering back to the stream, apes whistling and birds flying. Ten thousand rooms are raining, and thousands of peaks are welcoming the sunset. Huihui is reflected in the distant continent, and it warms the lake. White-haired people have high-ranking officials, and they go to the emperor in adolescence. I should waste my car to rest and visit Holland for me.
Li Bai gave Luqiu Susong Ruan Ji as a satrap and rode on a donkey to Dongping. Cut the bamboo for ten days, and it will be weathered once. I'll brush my clothes occasionally, who will test my master's situation? Master Li Susong knows the ancient city by floating clouds. Sweeping the floor is rough, and Qiu Lai is full of grass. Birds return to their old nests, and people move back to ploughing. No matter how ashamed you are, you will not lose Tao Yuanming. I have known it for thousands of years, but I have hidden my two sages' names.
Cen Can returned to Baige West Caotang on vacation. The thunder was too white, and the rain was in Jiu Feng. Looking east at the white pavilion cloud, half into the purple pavilion pine. There are many victories, and the balance is interesting. Fortunately, there are several acres of land, so we have to delay the second trace. When I heard Darius early, I was connected with my heart. It's a shame to be partial to a micro-official by mistake. No more fishing rods, no more wild pheasants. The melancholy birds are exhausted, and Nanxi smells the night clock.
Lang Shiyuan wrote about Liu Xianggong's visit to Sanxiang, remembering Nanzhou recently. At present, you can have a trip to Xiaoxiang at Pingjin Mansion. A little bit of a tree, still Fang Duzhou. Twilight Three Gorges, close by Wan Li Stream. Birds are tireless, and distant sails are sad. Sun refers to the end of the day, and the sky in Beizhu is long. See the fisherman on the pillow, and often sit in the gull. Who said that Wei Que, has its own Dongshan secluded.
Li Yizi from Shuofang and Zheng Shizhen Cui also said that Zheng Zizhou Cen agreed that the three gates of Fayun Temple would be used as a summer resort for the scholars. If you fall into the dust by mistake, you will love mountains and see mountains less. At first, I invested in a cool space, and the door was worth the smoke. Staggered each other, colorful Cui was faint. The wind is coming from afar, passing this group of wooden rafts. Ying Ying Ersanyan, Jin Kuang to bother. Swimming in Sichuan produces diving fish, which makes birds tired. You can't be poor, only this heart.
Cen Can West Pavilion sends Li Sima to the west of Gaotingzi County, and goes straight to thousands of feet and Yunqi. The cliff edge wall is trying to climb, and the mountains are low and the birds are low. Make the king five horses and a half hiss, and the silk rope jade pot is for you. Sitting without a clue, safflower and green warblers are crying. Thousands of wells are connected back to the stream, and the wine shop is not drunk enough to smell the dusk chicken. It is a topic for you to write a pen and exercise paper. For your topic, thank you for your help. Grass grows, no horseshoes.
Gu Kuang's Ci of Abandoning Women Although the ancients abandoned their wives, they had a place to return. Today, I resigned from you, leaving you where you want to go. My family is in ruins, and I am crying when I come. Recalling that I didn't marry you, Wen Jun was very confused. And with the same knot, it is worthy of your comfort. Lonely souls hold birds, and their eyes are like flowing springs. The flowing spring is not dry, Wan Li Guanshan Road. By the time you see your return, your concubine is old. Things are abandoned, and Fang Yan, the new favorite, is good. Wipe tears out of the house, sad drama autumn grass. I am ashamed to return the old things when I donate with haggard. If you want to send something for the rest of your life, who will stay with you? An empty bed is empty, and the dust is thick. Cold water hibiscus flowers, autumn wind falling willow.
Li Qi and Zheng Cherry sing Shi Jilong, who is a tyrant of Tianlu and good at being a hero. The beauty's surname is Zheng Ming Cherry. Cherry is beautiful, fragrant and lustrous, and moths are dedicated to the palace. There are 3, people in the backyard, and Cui Mei is not allowed to kiss. Palace women ride a thousand horses, and flowers shine in Zhanghe Spring. Woven into a flower-reflecting red nylon towel, the red flag pulls the halogen book new. The singing owl picks up the birds on the horse, and the copper carries the dust with it. Fengyang re-doors Ruyi Pavilion, and a hundred-foot golden ladder leans against Yinhan. I say that wealth is immeasurable, and women are princesses and men are kings. Red Hua Shuang coral bed, Panlong bucket account Hu.