If the road dust is raised and the cement is muddy, when can we meet in harmony? -Cao Zhi's "Tall Buildings and Bright Moon".
Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months. -the young beauty of Nalan Xingde.
Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married. -Zhang Ji's ode to women.
There are trees in the mountains and branches in the trees. I'm glad to know you. -the song of Qin Yueren first.
How can we live together and not die? -The Portrait of Chunqi by Chen Hengke.
I don't know if Sloan hates Mandy. -Liang Qichao, a poet in Zhi Zhu, Taiwan Province Province.
Diligence is good at diligence, but not good at playing. -Han Yu's "Learning Solution".
The rope saws wood, but water drops stones. -Luo Dajing "He Linyu Record".
If you want to work hard, the iron pestle is ground into a needle. Cao Xue.
The sky is red and the clouds are west, at the foot of the earth's weekdays —— Three Poems of Tang Du Fu's Qiang Village.
The setting sun is infinitely beautiful, and it is buried by the coming night —— A Journey to Paradise by Tang Shangyin.
Deep trees grow in the dusk, while small buildings grow in the sunset —— On Tang Mutu's Yangzhou Temple.
A sunset spread in the water, half a river rustled and half a river was red.
When did the moon begin to appear? Asking for wine from the sky —— Shi's "Water Tune".
The bright moon is in the sky, and there are plenty of grass in the end of the world —— Looking at the moon and thinking about the distance by Don Zhang Jiuling.
The moon is full of affection, walking with people everywhere —— Song Zhang Xian's Bodhisattva Man.
The bright moon shines on tall buildings and falls —— Regret for the Past in the History of the Three Kingdoms.
There is afterglow in it, but it is not enough to win afterglow-Jin's Good Moon.
The bird is startled when the moon rises, and the spring flows when it sings.
Moonlight is like water, and water is like sky —— Tang Zhao's Feeling Old and Going to the Riverside Tower.
People can't climb the bright moon, but follow people when they walk on the moon —— Tang Libai drinks asking for the moon.
Sunset rain doesn't come, spring doesn't go, flowers are blooming, and the moonlight is hazy —— Song He Zhu's "Jiangchengzi".
Mountain breeze blows empty forest, like someone whispering —— Walking in Late Autumn by Cen Can in the Tang Dynasty.
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Dive into the night with the wind, moisten things silently —— Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.
Fish come out in the drizzle, and swallow inclines in the breeze-two poems by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty about water threshold.
You'll know when I see you in the pond where it is drizzling —— Qiu Si by Du Mu in Tang Dynasty.
Rain is coming, and the wind fills the building —— Tang Xu's soul takes a night view of the west building of Xianyang City.
You can't see wet clothes or hear idle flowers falling in the drizzle —— Farewell to Yan Shiyuan by Liu Changqing in Tang Dynasty.