Poems in the early years:
1. "Twenty-four Days" (Song Dynasty) Wen Tianxiang
Strong-hearted, with a glorious outlook on life, his illness fell to a secluded swallow. Three days before the Spring Festival, Jiangxiang was in the early years. When he was old, if there was water, the wind wanted to be different, and his temple was barren and slippery.
2, "Xiao Nian" (Song) Wen Tianxiang
Yanshuo meets the poor, and Jiangnan worships Xiao Nian. When you are old, you are happy, and your life experience is death. Crow noise Qian Shan snow, Hong Fei Wan Li days. Going out is vast, but I am at a loss.
3, "Drunk Sleep" (Song Dynasty) Tang Geng
The mountains are as quiet as ancient times, and the days are as long as small years. I can still be drunk, and a good bird may as well sleep. The door of the world is often closed, and the chapter of time has been convenient. I often get a sentence in my dream, but I forget it when I brush my pen.
4, "Huanglong Temple" (Qing) Min Linsi
Thousands of trees are towering into the sky, and the lonely peak is against the iron boat. Because the guest sees the painting, the temple is full of dragons. Baodi is sad for the previous generation, and the thin group is sitting in a small year. Pine blossoms can't be blown, and half fall to the edge of the lecture hall.
5. The Lost Son (Song Dynasty) Jiang Teli
What's the limit of the feeling of getting a calf? It's easy to get lost when it's dead. Chatting for the sunset scene is far from the same as the off-year period. Breast-feeding is empty and night-feeding, and boudoir is lost. Knowing the true magic bubble, I feel sad.