Hu' nan Qinyuanchun Wan Li
Year: Song Author: Liu Guo
Wan Li, Hunan, Jiangshan vividly, are my old tours. See Fei Xian, sail straight, Chibi, Zhou Lang, Parrot Tingzhou. Suck up the Xijiang River, get drunk on the flute, and people are above Yueyang Tower. The waves are quiet, the Dongting is grassy, and the blue boat is reorganized.
Changsha huifu is romantic. There are thousands of graceful curtains and jade hooks in Qian Qian. I hate Cheng Chunchun's night. The flowers on the shore are in full bloom. I will send the guests away instead of staying with others. Also known as Yangcheng, Yuan Jie likes it more, and sings after caressing it. In my heart, it is the real world, riding a crane in Yangzhou.
205 ode poems
Year: Song Author: Shi Zhengjue
Light smoke flies in the monk's house, storing things to welcome the spring.
The water has fallen out of China, and the news of traveling to the mountains is paid to Changsha.
"Water Tune Song Tou Jun En Wine Zhong Ding"
Year: Song Author: Shi Xiaoyou
Your kindness is very heavy, and my life is very light. Born as a victim, I just need to be wronged. I am old, but I am a fern in the western hills. I was idle and lost the south window chrysanthemum. I am ashamed of Han Gongqing. The jackal dares to cross the road, and the vegetation deserves its name.
Autumn has gone, and people have gone. If it is love. Where is Changsha? The wind whimpers and the dusk tide. Raise your hand, but find your way home. Don't talk about current events when dusting. You will often get wine and pour it. A round of Gu Yue will accompany you thousands of miles.
Man Jiang hong lei ke Xinfeng
Year: Song Author: Xin Qiji
Tired of visitors, minks are spacious and dusty. Play the cymbals, the green snake is three feet, who will continue the Daqu? Don't miss the hero Jiang Zuolao, you can use it to respect China. Sighing poetry books, ten thousand volumes belong to the king and sink to the ground.
Don't sigh, time is fast. It is easy to get old, but difficult to sigh. Some jade people pity me for Huang Ju. Besides, he offered to seal ten thousand households, but he wanted to sell swords to reward yellow calves. Sighing that year, lonely Jia Changsha was hurt when he cried.
Send Deputy Geng to Changsha.
Year: Tang Author: Jia Zhi
Brother Hua wants to return to the south, and Jiang Ting stays for a banquet. At sunset, the clouds on the lake rustle like flowing water.
Everyone I met last night was invisible. The melancholy northwest wind, for whom did Van Gogh fan the wind?
day of mourning
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
It takes a lot of time a day. There are thousands of people in Changsha. Watanabe's eyebrows are bright and bright,
For the Tao, your feet are arrogant and your knees are gnawing. This is a good place to visit Xiangxi Temple. All the generals will come from the army.
The trip to Ma Yuan is just around the corner, and Ge Qiang is thinking about it. When the golden stirrup went down the mountain,
The tooth is far from the brothel. In ancient times, people knew about the troubled times, and the joys and sorrows of the world were temporarily sent.
Although my brother and nephew can't keep accounts, they have never stopped living in peace. This is not my way of pleasing young people.
The situation today is even worse.
Water-regulated course swimming
Year: Modern Author: Mao Zedong
Just drink Changsha water,
Eating Wuchang fish again.
Crossing the Yangtze River,
Looking at Google on a surface.
No matter how stormy it is,
It's better than walking around,
I must rest today.
Son in sichuan yue:
The deceased is like a husband!
The wind blows,
The tortoise and the snake are quiet.
Make great plans.
A bridge flies north and south,
The natural barrier has become a thoroughfare.
Set up the stone wall of Xijiang River,
Cut off Wushan Yu Yun,
The high gorge flows out of Pinghu.
Goddess should be safe,
When the world is shocked.