Qilu · Prime Minister of Shu
Du Fu
Where can I find the ancestral hall of the Prime Minister? There are many cypresses outside Jinguan City.
The green grass reflects the spring color on the steps, and the oriole sounds good in the sky through the leaves.
Three visits to trouble the world, two dynasties to open the hearts of old ministers.
He died before leaving the army, which made the hero burst into tears.
Left out of Yuefu after leaving the fortress
Du Fu
When a man is born in the world, he becomes a marquis when he is strong. We have made great achievements in the war, how can we keep the old hill?
Recruitment to Jimen, the army cannot stay. A thousand gold buys a riding whip, a hundred gold buys a knife head.
Luli sent me off, and my relatives supported me. The white ones are in the top row, and the drunken people are ashamed.
The young man has a special gift, looking at Wu Gou with a smile. Enter Dongmen Camp in the morning and go to Heyang Bridge in the evening.
The setting sun illuminated the banner, and Ma Mingfeng was in a bad mood. There are tens of thousands of troops in Pingsha, and all the troops have their own tricks.
The bright moon hangs in the sky, making the night lonely. The mournful bamboo sticks sound several times, and the strong man is miserable but not arrogant.
If I ask who the general is, he is probably Huo Yao. The ancients valued guarding the border, but today's people value high honors.
How did you know that the heroic master came from Gen Changyun. Liuhe is one family, and the barbarians are all alone.
Then the brave warriors were brave enough to hear what they heard. Draw your sword to attack the wilderness, and collect the horses every day.
I swear to open up the Xuanming North and hold on to it to serve my king. The day after day of tributes continues, and the two sides are in peace.
The heroes of Yuyang are beating drums and playing the sheng and yu. Cloud sails turn to Liaohai, and japonica rice comes to Soochow.
Yue Luo and Chu Lian shine on the platform. The general's position was respected, and he was so arrogant that he dominated the capital.
If people on the side don’t dare to discuss the matter, those who discuss it will be dead ends. I am a son of a good family, and I have studied in many schools.
Considering arrogance and worry, body and body are not enough. I have been riding a horse for twenty years, and I may have failed my Lord.
Sit down and see Youzhou riding, and drive away from Heluohun. Returning home at night, I found an empty village in my hometown.
The notoriety was spared, and he was poor, old and had no children or grandchildren.
Qijue · Walking alone by the river looking for flowers
Du Fu
In front of Huangshi Pagoda, the river is east, and the spring scenery is lazy and leaning on the breeze.
A cluster of peach blossoms blooms without an owner, the lovely deep red loves the light red.
Send Han Yu to join the army
Meng Jiao
A man with lofty ideals becomes grateful and changes his clothes without changing his gender. Relatives and guests change their old views, and children and servants gain new respect.
Sitting and chanting in a group of books, walking and chanting with a solitary sword. Only when you know the origin of your heart will you never lose your integrity in life.
The autumn of the world is desolate, and the military and horse orders are solemn. When the dust flies away, things are extremely quiet.
Master Wang is neither fighting nor competing in the temple strategy. Wang Can had someone to rely on, and Yuan Yuchu responded.
One chapter makes a clear statement, and millions of hearts are calm. Today, in front of the jinggu, I smile to say goodbye to my husband.
Qigu·Wei Xi recorded events and watched General Cao's painting of horses
Du Fu
In the early days of the country, he came to paint pommel horses, which was unique to the king of Jiangdu. Thirty years have passed since the general was named.
The real person is seen again in the world. The late Emperor Zeng Mao illuminated the night white, and thunderbolts flew from the Dragon Pond on the tenth day.
In the inner palace, there is a red horse head bowl in Yin Dynasty. The general bowed to the general and returned with a dance,
The light and fine silks chased each other. When nobles and powerful people get their handwriting, they begin to feel the brilliance of the barrier.
In the past, Taizong was a boxer of Mao Quan, but recently the Guo family was a master of Zihua. Today's new picture has two horses, which makes those who know it sigh for a long time. They are all fighting on horseback against ten thousand people, and the wind and sand are blowing in the plain desert.
The remaining seven horses are also unique, as different as smoke and snow moving in the cold sky. The hoofs of frost are treading between the long catalpa trees, and horse officials are standing in rows cultivating the forest. It's pitiful that nine horses compete with the divine steed, but Gu Shiqing is noble and steady.
I want to ask who the painstaking lover is, but Wei Xi escaped in front of him. Recalling my visit to Xinfeng Palace in the past, the green flowers came from the sky to the east. Teng Xianglei and 30,000 horses all have the same muscles and bones as this picture.
Since I presented my treasure to the Hezong, I have never shot into the Jiaojiang River again. Don't you see the pine trees in front of the piles of golden millet
In Baili, the dragon media has gone and all the birds are calling the wind.
Qijue·The play is composed of six quatrains
Du Fu
Don’t doubt it if you are not as good as the previous sages. Let’s tell each other who came first.
Bie Cai’s fake body is elegant, Zhuan Yiduo is your master.
Qilu·Five poems about ancient monuments
Du Fu
Shaoluo knew Song Yubei well, and he was also my teacher in being elegant and elegant.
Looking forward to the future, I shed tears, depression is different from generation to generation.
The old house in Jiangshan is empty and empty, and the clouds and rain are desolate. How can I dream of it?
In the end, all the Chu palaces were destroyed, and the boat people’s advice is still doubtful.
Visiting Zen Master Zhiyuan in the summer
Meng Jiao
My master was an ancestor for several years, and he taught the Dharma Yun Wukong. Outside the three realms of the Zen mind, the banquet is sitting in the heaven and the earth.
The courtyard is quiet, ghosts and gods have gone, and the body is the same as the grass and trees. Because he knows how to protect the kingdom, the bowl is full of poisonous dragons.
Pick up your dusty clothes and pay a visit to your master. Why spend thousands of kalpas to be imprisoned in an instant?
The fire in midsummer is the sun, and the October wind is everywhere. He is not allowed to be a disciple, and his name is listed in the Confucian Palace.
Send Dan Gong
Meng Jiao
The ice and snow bones of Yan are the lighter the lotus wind. Five-character double swords, linked to Gao Feihong.
Hanyuan Qiansheren, the poem rhymes with Lei Gong. The knowledge is not clear, but the admiration and sighing are endless.
Qinghen biological expression, Lang Yuqing's dream. I often sit on the cold bamboo and talk to each other.
Songluo is prosperous, but Jijiang is difficult to share. If I don’t come next year, I will be like a wormwood man.
Why do you have such a stubborn mind and learn nothing for you? Sitting on the green grass of love, it means the seaside.
You can see the water alone, but you don’t care about anyone.
The waves in the mirror wash the hands green, and the flowers bloom in the spring of the heart.
Although it is protected from external contact, I have no choice but to wear new clothes. I am good at translating words and chanting diligently to comfort them.
Tongdou drinks river wine and claps his hands to sing Tongdou songs. I am patting the wanderer, and I am worshiping the wanderer when I drink.
Standing on the bow of the boat, dancing alone on the short straw. Smiling Yi Yuyang Cao, relying on many articles.
Leaning on the green bamboo pole, what can I do in the daytime? The short raincaps are not afraid of rain, and the egrets fly together.
Painting wild vines with short jigsaw, a hero returns home from a fight. Laughing at Yi Shui Jianer, wandering and fighting for glory.
It’s not as good as a bamboo branch bow, shooting ducks is right or wrong. Shoot the duck again, and the duck will frighten the duck.
Mandarin ducks are also scattered, and it is difficult to find colors. I am a Qinglanger, and I swim every time I step on the waves.
The Gonglang of Yixiang smiles, and he steps on the soil and is called romantic. How can I be a horned man and not have my head wrapped until death?
Teachers have good understanding of each other. Yi Luo has been together for several years, but once the world is good,
There is an old village in the rivers and lakes, and the little girl cries and cries. I worry that if we don’t know each other, it will be difficult to maintain harmony.
Fortunately, I was given a piece of Buddha's robe to induce him to watch the meal. A hundred blessings were said in the fast, urging him to return from the west.
Iluo has a weak taste and a lot of quack articles. Sitting on the shore of rivers and lakes, my consciousness is clear.
The copper bucket is short and the coir raincoat is walking, but the new chapter has nothing to do. Here are some exciting sentences, not just idle songs.
The system is attached to the post, so as not to be disturbed by the remaining wind. The first temple in the capital is Zhaocheng Tower.
I wrote a book for my teacher on the wall and passed by while chanting. Wandering in my heart, I shed tears.
In the Yizhong Temple in the south of the Yangtze River, there are mountains and plains. Kaiyuan Wu language monk, the rhyme is high and leisurely.
The bank of the wonderful medicine stream is flat, and the Guibang goes back and forth. Trees and rocks compete with each other, red and green in different colors.
I recall the flavor from afar, and the novelty expert climbs it alone. To repay kindness and virtue, the temple competes with the mountain.
The sill is covered with orange and gold, and the green of bamboo and banana condenses the Zen. The pronunciation of the sutras is fine, and the wind chime is clear and gentle.
Left from the heart and wrapped around the teacher's feet, old memories follow the road. I don’t know how many thousands of feet there are, but they will last until death.
The hometown is in the mirror, and the heart of home is clearly visible. The mirror is green every step of the way, and the mirror water is getting deeper day by day.
The blue sky in the strange temple is filled with the ancient fragrance of cinnamon and cinnamon. Long's appointment was in the past, but the chapters and sentences suddenly filled the present.
Fortunately, the leaves fly in the west, and the writing sings in the east wind. Fall on my sick pillow to soothe the invading hatred.
Take the master's cassock to say goodbye, and the master will cut off his cassock and return. Asking the teacher why he went there, he felt that he was eating and his words were sparse.
I am afraid that I will be starved by poetry, and I will rely on it if I want to live. Lu Yin and Liu Yanshi have died of starvation.
I can’t bear to see you and cry about your right and wrong. It is better for a poet to work hard for poetry than to fly out of the sky.
A lifetime of empty spirit is neither admonishment nor ridicule. The dry and cold branches are hanging off, abandoned like a drop of saliva.
Begging step by step, half a piece of clothing. Relying on poetry as a livelihood has always been a waste of time.
The old man does not complain when he is hungry in poetry, and the teacher sheds tears after hard work.
Qijue·Twelve Poems to Relieve Boredom, Part 5
Du Fu
Li Ling and Su Wu are my teachers, and I have no doubt about Mencius’s essays.
No lay guests were left behind for a single meal, and several ancient poems are now available.
Wugu·Send Secretary Gao 35
Du Fu
The wheat in Kongtong is ripe, and I am willing to retire from Wang Shi. Please ask the general, how can we use poverty and desolation?
The hungry eagle is not full of meat and flies with its side wings. The high school students straddle the pommel horse, which looks like a quiet and peaceful place.
After escaping from the book, he began to communicate with Chu Chu. I would like to ask who is the official today? He is very powerful.
Secretary Yun Yi is ashamed of what the country knows. It is difficult to know the truth of a person, and you must be more careful with your manners.
After ten years of leaving the shogunate, he will be able to hold the banner. This trip is very special and is enough to comfort my thoughts.
The man became famous when he was the eldest son. We often hate each other and have little love, each at the end of the world.
Another example is participating in business, which is miserable and sad. The swans are blown away by the sudden wind and cannot follow them.
The yellow dust obscures the desert, where can I return home? If there is spare power in the border town, I will send you poems about joining the army as early as possible.
On poetry and quatrains
Qing Dynasty? Yuan Mei
I don’t know how to be fair and honest;
I know best when it comes to impartiality;
>The authentic talent of the generation is weak,
Ruan Ting’s poems in Wangxi anthology.
Inscribed on "Fantasy Weng Mo Lan"
Aixinjueluo. Shucheng
It is not easy for northerners to love orchids, so when you paint orchids, you can see them as real orchids.
My uncle may have the same intention, but the essence is mixed with powder.
The ancients in heaven and earth are all non-masters, and the gods are complete, so they sit in a state of fragmentation.
A quick pen is like a cone scratching paper into pieces, and the broken flowers and leaves contain pure kindness.
When I was sitting in the pavilion, I heard the sound of leopard bags and drums, and I lightly smoked tea smoke to offer incense to my ancestors.
The musk deer in the world dares to burn together, but the pen and ink will never rot after being smelled.
Writing poems in an empty room is like a gentleman lingering for a long time.
Although I am grateful for the ride, I am willing to entrust my thoughts to Zhilan.
General Seagull through the ages
Mao Zedong July 1939
Foreign aggression requires people to resist, so the general is given the gift of Caiwei. The division is called mechanization and strives to seize the power of the tiger.
The blood-soaked Donggua guards, driving away the Japanese and returning home auspiciously. He died on the battlefield, but his ambition was intact.
Shi'er
Lu You
After death, I know that everything is in vain, but I am not as sad as Jiuzhou.
Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices.
When you first show off your true name, who can be compared to others in a thousand years - Lu You's "Book of Indignation"