The horse crossed the chrysanthemum and crossed the mountain road, leaving the horse to walk freely. Listen to the sound of thousands of valleys at night and watch some peaks silent in the sunset. The leaves of huanghuali are as red as rouge, and the fragrance of buckwheat flowers is as white as snow. What happened? I was suddenly disappointed. The original tree of the village bridge is like my hometown.
The suburban garden is Wang Bo.
Clouds admire spring, and pine and bamboo grow old. Breaking the mountain and painting obstacles, the county sliding shed piano.
The grass is all over Nanting River, and the north yard of bloom is deep. Living in a leisurely place, you can smoke as you like.
Nishi Wang Bo
Ling Ben Valley, low whip Nie Junqi. Jiang Tao is in danger of leaving the coast, and so is the peak.
The ship is in a hurry, and the rock is inclined to ride the shadow. The hookah cage is green, and the mountains shine on the cliff.
Wind-born apple leaves, hanging bamboo pond branches. Although the water is beautiful, who knows the song?
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Wild people think of Mao Yu, while people in mountainous areas like bamboo forests. The piano is condescending, and the wind and moon are looking for it. know
The path is suitable for grass, and the empty court never tires of flowers. Poetic life, fairy home I will be happy. archaic
Bamboo scattered in three paths, flying flowers all around. Never in Yang Zi's house, no one from Shogen. room
The wind feast tunes laurel trees and the moon diameter draws rattan cups. Straight into the garden, the study looks at dawn. owner
See Wang Bo in the suburbs in winter.
The girlfriends are white, the pears are thin and the leaves are red. Gao Jiang's cold hope was exhausted, and he returned to see the sign of the tent. archaic
Wang Bo on the 9th.
On the Double Ninth Festival, there are chrysanthemums when you open the door. I don't know how to deliver wine. If it's Tao Jia. archaic
Zhang Shuo, a bachelor of the Academy, hosted a banquet in Liangwangzhai.
The tiger temple became a great cause, and the ape rock endowed the phoenix. Thanks to the kindness of the great king, I also met a hill.
Autumn blows stringed pipes, and cool clouds give birth to bamboo trees. * * * I cherish Chu Dihuan, and there is nothing to say at dusk in Los Angeles. archaic
Heshan Villa Yang Jiong
The clouds are not bad, and the rock valley is only secluded. If you are flooded, you will never be hoed again.
The shadows are dense and the trees are dense, and the fragrance is shallow and the flowers are sparse. Wide cut to prevent oblique diameter, flat dike and small canal.
If the lotus house is solid, the bamboo seam is several times empty. Just cross the city and burn the fish. Whatever. archaic
Justice He Li Yang Jiong
The shape of lips and teeth wins, and the river is strong. The cold mountain is full of fragrant waves, and the autumn water is wide.
A gentleman travels from an official position and forgets his feelings. Under the wind and frost, the porch closes the door.
Ye Ping Huang Yun Times, Early Hongyan. Chrysanthemum will drown wine, and Pu Ye will cut books easily.
Yesterday, I was carefree, carefree. If you are not a gentleman, who will benefit Pisces? owner
Caijushan Xutingjing
Literature and history return to rest days and lie idle in the grass pavilion. Roses are purple and pink is green.
Mannan fairy medicine, burning incense and chanting. Don't disturb the scenery, take it and let the world listen.