Bai Juyi
Qingming night
The wind is big, the moon is bright and the night is clear. Lan Hongxuan is a thorn in historians' side.
A person walks around the cloister, listening to the string tube and looking at the flowers in the dark.
Cheng Zheng
Fenghe's visit to Zhigen on September 9th should be ok.
The pagoda opens in the clouds and its reflection is in Xianyu.
At the place where the Yanzi took the hall, the Dragon King began to hide.
Ode to autumn wind, a good-natured historian's book.
I wish you a happy birthday and a long life.
Zhang said
Send assistant ministers Li Jixiu, Xue Changshi and Ji Changyong to fetch the word "water".
Meet the lake pavilion in Han county, secluded, opposite the bonfire base.
The tone is consistent, and the civil and military are only divided.
Good at planning, but Li is dismissive.
China and Hebei are divided into two parts, and the Great Wall is in Wan Li.
Search soldiers and white wolf water are blocked by Mahuanghua.
Defeating the enemy lies in the safety of the people, which is history for the king.
Cen Can
Send any card shark out of Mingzhou.
Stop the Langguan grass and seal the secretariat symbol.
The building on the edge of the city leans against the sea, and the pear tree invades the lake.
The county government is adjacent to Chu, and Chao En borrows Wu alone.
Now is the time to see Tao Qiu, so you can't go to Gusu.
Ji Zhang
Give eight dollars a chapter.
We meet and talk about history, and Jiang Lou sits at midnight.
The wind blows on the door, and the light shines on people.
It is difficult to find the source when the situation is critical.
Every year's decline is wonderful, but you have to be tolerant.
Su Xiang
Send Jia to live, send envoys to Los Angeles to get books, and then make a pilgrimage.
In the old country, the history of the dynasty was appointed just because of the land.
I'm still considering adopting fragrant orchids.
Announce the closure, calling it a joy in the city.
As early as when I entered Beijing as a deputy, I was stationed in Los Angeles in charge of books and periodicals.
Wen Tingyun crosses Chen Lin's tomb.
I once saw a legacy in history of qing dynasty, and today it floats on this grave.
Poets should know me if they have spirit. Tyrants have no masters, but pity you.
Spring grass is buried in the stone forest, and Tongquetai is desolate against the dusk clouds.
Don't blame me for being depressed. I want to learn calligraphy and sword to join the army.
Huang Zhongze feels old.
When you leave, you miss my frequency, and the bamboo leaves new tears.
Xiao Lang is regarded as a passer-by.
Looking at the colorful clouds, I don't know why, but I am worried about the spring water.
Coral is a hundred-foot pearl, and it is difficult to change Luo Fu's unmarried body.