Wealth.
Luck, travel in late spring. Spring clothes have been completed, the scenery is harmonious, I travel alone, I am happy.
The luck of the pulse, Mu Muliang Dynasty. Attack my spring clothes and say the eastern suburbs.
The mountains are foggy and the weather is warm. There is a south wind, and the wings are new.
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. The beautiful scenery is full of joy and expectation.
Perfect, people are relaxed. Tao Ran waved his hand and enjoyed himself.
Stretch your eyes and flow, leisurely and clear. Children's leaves, leisurely singing.
I love its quietness, I love it. But I hate the special world, and I can't catch it.
Sooner or later, tell me. Anthers are divided, and forests and bamboos are like flies.
Qing Qin lying on the bed, half a pot of turbid wine. Don't catch Huang Tang, I'm alone.
Mr. Murong
[Mr. Murong, I will be old. The sun and the moon moved, and it was summer again. General's Corner heard that Whitehead accomplished nothing. 〕
Choose Mr. Murong and take root here. In the morning, it shines brightly, but at night, it is lost.
If life happens, sometimes it will be haggard. Quiet words and thoughts, the center is disappointment.
Picking Murong, Yuztogan. Prosperous rise, sadness does not exist.
Chastity and vulnerability come from people, and there is no difference between good and bad. Bandits rely on their deeds, and bandits are good at Xi dun.
Well, I will be humble to this boy. After a long time, the industry will not get old.
If you don't give up, you will be rich today. I am pregnant, so I don't feel guilty.
How can I leave behind the legacy of my former teacher? Ignorance at forty is nothing to fear!
Fat my famous car, choose my famous horse, although thousands of miles away, who dares not!
2. Ask for an essay to persuade people to be peaceful. . . Old drunkard's tent record
original text
In the autumn of René n (xū), in July, Perilla and her guests went boating under the Red Cliff. The breeze blows gently and the water can't reach the surface. Give wine (zhǔ) guests, recite moon poems and sing graceful chapters. Small (sh ǒ o) swallow, the moon rises in Dongshan, wandering among cattle. Milky white fog across the river, clear water. Let the boat float on the boundless river and cross the boundless river. The vastness is like a virtual wind, and I don't know where it ends; Floating like an independent world, feathering into a fairy.
So I had a good time drinking, and I was singing while I was holding the boat. Song Yue said, "Zhugui (zhào) blows the blue oar, striking the sky and tracing the streamer. I am pregnant, and I hope that beauty is on one side. " The piper leans on the song and makes peace (hè). Its voice wails, like resentment, like crying, like complaining, and the reverberation is lingering [ni m: o]. Dancing in the valley, crying in the lonely boat.
Su Zibi (Qi M 6533 guest said: "There are few stars on the moon, and blackbirds fly south." Isn't this a poem by Cao Mengde? Looking at Xiakou in the west and Wuchang in the east. Miao Shanchuan (liáo) is gloomy and dusty. Isn't this Meng Zhizhi who is trapped? Fang Qi broke Jingzhou, went down to Jiangling, and went downstream to the east, all the way (zhú) and all the way (lú). Jīng (j Ι ng) has an empty flag, Qi (sh Ι) drinks near the river, and Heng (Shuoī Ι) poems are also heroes in the world. My son Yuqiao and I are friends with fish, shrimp and elk (mí) on the Zhu Jiang, and we are in the same boat with a leaf, holding high a sigh (páo) and respecting each other (zh incarnation), and sending Mayflies (fú) and Mayflies (yú). Mourn for a moment of my life (yú) and envy the infinity of the Yangtze River. Take the flying fairy to travel, hold the bright moon, and end. Knowing that it is impossible to get it suddenly, I hate it. "
Perilla said, "Do you know my husband's water and the moon? The deceased is like this, but he has never been there; If the person is full, he will never rise or fall (zh m: ng). Gai must view it from its changers, then heaven and earth can't be in an instant; If we look at it from its unchanging point of view, then things are infinite to me, but why envy them? Besides, between heaven and earth, everything has its own owner, not mine, so I will take it for nothing. However, the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains are empty to the ear and beautiful when they meet. They are inexhaustible and inexhaustible treasures of the creator. My son and I are suitable. "
The guests are happy, gēng washes the lights (ZH M 6 dishes (yáo), and the cups and plates are messy (jí). Sleeping on the boat, I don't know if the east is white.
3. Worried about the sky Ancient Chinese Original: There are people in Qi who worry about the sky, and they will be sent when they die. Those who are worried about each other, because they realize this, say, "God, there is no air everywhere. If you bend over and stretch and stay in the sky all day, why worry about falling? " People say, "Heaven and fruit gather qi, so the sun, moon and stars can't fall into evil?" People who know it say, "The sun, the moon and the stars accumulate brilliance, only to make them fall, not to slander them." The man said, "What happened to Naidi?" People who know the truth say, "the land accumulates ears, which makes up four deficiencies, and there are no blocks everywhere." If you step forward? Stop on the ground all day, why bother? " Happy are those who give up, and happy are those who know.
Translation:
Individuals in the ancient state of Qi were worried that the sky would fall and they would have nowhere to live, eat or sleep. Another person worried about Qi's sorrow went to enlighten him and said, "The sky is just accumulated gas, and there is no place without air." You move, breathe, breathe, and move in the sky all day. Why are you worried that the sky will fall? "The man said," the sky is a mass of gas, that day, month, star, morning don't all fall down? The person who enlightened him said, "The sun, the moon, the stars and the morning are also things that shine in the air. Even if it falls, it won't hurt anything. " The man said, "What if the ground sinks? The person who enlightened him said, "The ground is just a pile of clods, which are everywhere. There is no place without clods. You walk and jump, walking around on the ground all day. Why worry about sinking? "(after this person explained) Qi Guocai was relieved and very happy; The people who enlightened him were relieved and happy.
4. Help write a poem ~ I had the same period as her, but I am a man.
At that time, I wrote a few poems to relieve my troubles, but it was also very sad. It may get worse, but try.
Black hair (of a woman or girl)
10,000 points of sadness turn into silk rain, although the wind blows south.
The magic rain quietly disappeared, and the young people who lost their souls turned green and white.
Xingyu
The clear lake reflects the moon in the sky, with stars and bright moon in vain.
It's hard to relax and I don't want to smell the flowers.
The most bitter thing is lovesickness, and you can't stop it.
When I was disappointed in the grass, I suddenly saw stars and rain falling in front of the pool.
I thought the immortals knew my worries, and the stars went into the secluded lake to solve my worries.
In the rain, I made a wish on a star. Iraqis know that young people are worried.
(solution)
Happiness (written in Chinese Pinyin)
There is a breeze in the secluded pool, and the lonely swallow sings solo, with endless chill and light ice and rain.
Zhu Yan. The sky is sparse, and Ye Ping is lonely and difficult to get rid of; Dark flowers, unintentional smell;
Dukang wine is hard to worry about. Looking at the cold palace, can sweet-scented osmanthus sugar relieve pain?
(1) At the beginning of the day, the moon is full of ink, tears are exposed, feelings are hard to break, and the stars and rains are continuous.
Deep sorrow. How can it be as bright as day? Cold light can't warm Bing Xin! Miss Iraq, water
One party; Yang Liuan, wine is heartbroken. Beauty knows that there is no way to eliminate juvenile sorrow!
Looking at ten thousand years at a glance, the stars remain unchanged for a long time; But doubt-the heart does not change?
①: Dark black used to mean black.