After the rain, the stream leveled the bank and looked at the children in the village to thank yat sen villa.
Bamboo and horses gallop, kites are domineering and whistling in the wind.
In the third winter, I temporarily learned from Confucian scholars and practiced from my parents.
Literacy is roughly equivalent to paying tribute, so you don't have to work hard for your officials.
Song Yang Wanli's Song of Transplanting Rice
Fu Tian threw the seedlings to the woman, and the children pulled them out and put them in.
Dai Li is a beggar, and the rain drips from head to shoulder.
When eating, ask the canal to rest for half a minute, but bow your head and bend over just not to pick it up.
Take care of geese and ducklings when the roots of seedlings are not firmly twisted.
Tang Cao Ye's Thought of Northern Guo.
There is grass in front of the mountain and behind it. You cover the door when you go out all day.
Every time I think of the flesh and blood beside me, I come to see the savage's children.
Song Luyou's Reading in Five Tables to Show Children
Near the village, the chickens continue to sing, and the big star is still high;
The tile lamp at the bedside is on, and the old man is sitting with a frozen book.
Old age is more delicious than books, and my eyes are clearly full of sorrow.
However, the diseased bones are still in the branches, and half of the residual ointment is not expensive.
Although my son is a vegetarian, he can accompany Weng to eat vegetables.
Ten thousand bells and one product are not enough, and Su Yuanyuan will be shot.
Chao Geng in Mingyuan Middle Road
Come to Harada in the middle of the night and the moon sets before dawn. The stream is trickling and there is plenty of rain this year.
The seedlings are born before planting, so don't be too early. Call the big boy and the morning glory will eat grass.