Zhang Zhongsu's Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Music in the Palace The strange trees remain in the cold green, and the sacred pond is covered with evening waves. It snowed all night in Huangshan Mountain, and there were many sounds of wild geese on the Weishui River.
Li Qi sent his fifth uncle to Beijing and sent Qi Wu San. The clouds are cloudy and the sun is dying. I feel sad to say goodbye to this time. Desire for the Huangshan Road, nothing to see or think about.
Zhang Zhongsu's Five Songs of Palace Music The strange trees remain in the cold green, and the sacred pond is covered with evening waves. It snowed all night in Huangshan, and there was a lot of gushing sound from the Wei River.
Wu Pingyi hosted a banquet for Princess Anle in her new house. The Qin Pavilion of the Zihan Dynasty was opened, and the Lu Pavilion of Huangshan was opened. Hairpins and trains were placed on the seats, and singing and dancing were arranged on the platform. Since the horse arrives like a dragon, people suspect that it will imitate the phoenix. Fortunately, I am connected with Di and Calyx. How can I connect with Zou Mei?
Seventeen Songs of Qiupu by Li Bai The ape in Qiupu is sad at night, and Huangshan is worthy of growing old. The clear stream is not a long stream, it turns into a heartbreaking stream. If you want to go but can't go, a short trip will become a long trip. What year is the day of return? Rain and tears fall on the lonely boat.
Du Fu The bridal chamber The bridal chamber is surrounded by cold clothes, and the autumn wind blows from the jade palace. The land of Qin responds to the new moon, and the dragon pond fills the old palace. The boat is far away tonight, and the clear water leaks at the same time. Thousands of miles north of Huangshan Mountain, in the white dew of the garden.
Guan Xiu sends the monk back to Japan, burns incense and wishes to the sea spirit, opens his eyes and travels in dreams. Even if it is achieved, there is no life to be taken lightly. Liuhuang Mountain is on fire, and the rocks are thundering. Thinking of King Yi's rites, he went to the temple to welcome him.
Doctor Huangfu judged the Taoist priest Huangshan Yin. The Taoist Huangshan Yin despised people but valued wealth. Mount Tai is like a steamer, but the East China Sea can only hold a cup. The green ribbon hides the cloud ribbon, and the black scarf is replaced by a deer fetus. The six ghosts of Huangquan are waiting for you tonight.
Zhou He sent Li Yi back east. Huangshan is far away from Qin Shu, and the Forbidden City leads diagonally to Weicheng. The other road is green with green willows, and the front stream is deserted with peanuts. The gentle wind blows for returning guests, and the setting sun makes the orioles diligent and early in the morning. I haven't drank from the golden bottle yet, but there are still sounds of the banquet song.
Wen Tingyun sent Li Yi back east. Huangshan is far away from Qin Shu, and the Forbidden City leads diagonally to Weicheng. The green willows are weak on the other road, and the moss grows in the desert in front of the stream. The gentle breeze brings the returning guests, and the setting moon makes the orioles diligent and early in the morning. I haven't drank from the golden bottle yet, but there are still sounds of the banquet song.
Yu Shinan Fenghe Youshan should be ordered after the rain. Sucheng is adjacent to Shangyuan, and Huangshan is close to Guigong. When the rain stops, the peaks are green, and the smoke spreads across the wild areas. Playing with birds in the air, crossing the water and falling into the rainbow. The forest is completely dark under the sun, and the clouds are gathering in the sky. Mountain springs ring in stone streams, and the earth echoes in the rock wind.
Wu Yuanheng Nanchang Beach The Mingjing Gorge of Qujiang River is winding, and the boat is delayed when it reaches the famous beach. The shaking of the oar hinders dreaming, and Ba Tong gives guidance and smiles while reciting poems. The remaining wheat is in the belly of Huangshan Mountain, and the remaining flowers and white water are reflected in the sun. There is no limit to the pity of looking for people, and I am traveling alone on this trip.
Yuan Zhen Nanchang Beach The Mingjing Gorge of Qujiang River is winding, and the boat is delayed when it reaches Mingtan Beach. The oscillation of the oar hinders dreaming, and Ba Tong gives guidance and smiles while reciting poems. The remaining wheat is in the belly of Huangshan Mountain, and the remaining flowers and white water are reflected in the sun. Look for pity and don't hate, this trip is all done alone.
Guo Zhen sent a letter to Liu Xiao: "Three years as a lay official is not enough. Every honor and disgrace will be in the morning and evening." It is easy for a young person to become old in the world, but it is difficult to repay the kindness of a close friend with a humble body. The orioles in the Royal Garden are singing as the sun sets, and the drizzle in Huangshan Mountain returns to the pavilion. Looking back at the Prime Minister's Mansion of the Han family, whoever came yesterday had to clean the important doors.
Lu Zang used the Fenghe Lichun Tour Garden to welcome the spring, and the Tianyou Dragon Chariot was stationed in the city? Shangyuan was updated late in the evening. Yaotai is halfway into Huangshan Road, and the jade threshold is adjacent to Xuanbajin. The fragrance of plum blossoms is about to fall before the song, and the orchid fragrance first passes through the wine to bring spring. I am fortunate to wish you a long life in Baitai, and I am willing to accompany Qian Mu and Farmer Morning.
Flower carvings are made of Huangshan embroidery garden, and sketches of Xuanba brocade are made of Sichuan. Flying cups compete to get back to the sun, and horses race to be the first to catch the whip. I like to travel to immortals and have a long way home. I speak frankly and live happily without talking.
Wang Wei's work of the Holy Order of Fenghe left Penglai to the Xingqing Pavilion Road to look forward to spring in the spring rain. The Wei River lingers in the Qin Saiqu, and the Huangshan Mountains are sloping around the Han Palace. Luan Yu walked out of Qianmen Liu, and looked back at the flowers in Shangyuan from the pavilion road. There are two phoenix towers in the Imperial City of Yunli, and tens of thousands of trees bloom in the rain. In order to take advantage of the Yang Qi to carry out the seasons, it is not a matter of playing with the beauty of things.
Wu Qiao sent a letter to Zhang Xueshi. I don’t know where to relieve my worries. After leaving, I took the pot and went upstairs. I have been serving as a minister for a long time, and my dream soul lingers around the imperial state. Huangshan Mountain is full of verdant green towards the evening, and the spring water flows around the threshold. I think about the many free days in Yutang, who will accompany me when I go out to the city.
Zhang Zirong Early Spring in Chang'an (a poem by Meng Haoran) The founding of the country was in the east well, and the city rose from Beichen. On a peaceful day, Xiange enjoys the joy of building Yinchun. The snow has cleared all the trees in Huangshan, and the ice has opened up the black water. The grass welcomes the golden horse, and the flowers accompany the people in the jade building. Hung Chien saw countless things and listened to the songs with great interest. When the cassia branches are lifted up, they are still as new as the wicker branches.
Wang Wei's Fenghe Holy System has been made in Wangchun Pavilion to watch the evil spirits and drink it. It is outside the Qingmen of Changle and east of Yichun Xiaoyuan. The building is open on thousands of wells, and the chariot passes among hundreds of flowers. Painted kites move to immortals and prostitutes, and golden sables line up for the Lord. The clear song invites the setting sun, and the wonderful dance leads to the spring breeze. The Wei River leads to Qin Dian, and Huangshan Mountain enters the Han Palace. When the king came to ward off evil spirits, he was silent and muttering.
Li Bai stayed at the Ao Lake. The rooster crows in Huangshan Mountain, and he stays in the Ao Lake in the dark. The white rain reflects the cold mountains, and the trees are like silver bamboo. We support lead miners and bathe in lotuses by the water. The sky opens in the middle of the night, and the stars are blinding. Going to the building tomorrow morning, there will be many bends in Ganglong. When you are with an axe-wielding man, you are cutting down cloud trees in front of the stream.
Su Ting has a small garden banquet at the beginning of spring at the same time. Huangshan Mountain has a high level, and it looks like the capital city both inside and outside. The day is the most spiritual, climbing to the fullest. The gray rhythm of the year is moving, and the Yang Qi is opening up to welcome it. The mist is long and thin, and the stream is astringent. Don't give up on my friends and guests, and my poems and poems should be written in spring. It is more related to the Shao period, not just the East Garden collection.
Li Bai moored in Huangshan at night and heard Wu Yin of the Fourteenth Yin Dynasty. Who was Wu Hui's chant last night? The wind filled the valleys and shook the forest. The dragon was frightened and dared not lie down in the water. When the ape roared, he heard the sound under the rock. I stayed in the blue stream of Huangshan Mountain and listened to the moon, but I stopped playing the harp among the pines. The fruit that comes in the morning is Cangzhou Yi, and the wine is filled with rice and frosted chestnuts. Halfway through, the sound of the river and the sea came out, and the guest suddenly lost his sorrow in the cup.
Lu Zhaolin gave Xu Zuocheng a gift from Jia Wannian Palace. When he heard about his return from the road, he ordered him to come down to Penglai. The center moved to Beidou, and the left jurisdiction went to Nantai. Huangshan hears the phoenix flute, and walks in the clear to serve the dragon matchmaker. The red flag rolls behind the sun, and the golden barrier opens in the clouds. Ginseng willows from Wucheng in the morning, banquet with cylindrical cups in the evening. The light of Han Dynasty is like the moon, and the sound of Qin Temple is like thunder. The Yunxiang Pavilion is so quiet that I feel so alone in my thoughts.
Lu Zhaolin crossed the Wei Bridge in the evening to express his wish for a good trip to the capital. I walked with my back to the city gate and drove my horse leisurely alone. After a hundred years, Pei returned to worry about thousands of miles. The sun is far away and the evening is approaching, and autumn is approaching at night. The torrential waves pass away in the east, and the Geng Geng weeps and floats in the west. The rainbow covers Diaopu, and the falling geese descend to Xingzhou. The grass turns into a song of Huangshan Mountain, and the flowers fly to clear the Wei River. The bursting water scares the heron, and the gull rises from the sand. As soon as I went to the clear mud road, I thought about Xuan Bayou in vain.