1. "Song under the Sai" by Lulun of the Tang Dynasty
The grass in the forest is frightened by the wind, and the general draws his bow at night. I looked for the white feather in plain sight, but it was missing among the stone edges.
2. "In the Mountains" by Wang Bo of the Tang Dynasty
The Yangtze River has sadly stagnated, and it will return after thousands of miles of thought. The situation is high and windy at night, and yellow leaves are flying in the mountains.
3. "Yin of the Bitter Cold" by Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty
A hundred springs will be swallowed by the cold, but I will sing even more bitterly. Leaning against pine trees in the middle of the night, my clothes are covered with snow. The bamboo pole has its ups and downs, and I love to embrace the bitter festival. Birds sing with joy and sorrow, and I love bleeding from the mouth. Pan Shengruo's explanation will lead to gray hair earlier.
4. "Climbing High" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The wind is strong, the ape high in the sky is screaming in mourning, and the white bird is flying back from the clear sand in Zhugong. The endless falling trees rustled, and the endless Yangtze River rolled in. Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, but he has been sick for a hundred years and only appears on the stage. Difficulty and bitterness hate the frost on the temples, and the wine glass is stained by the new stop.
5. "Eight Sounds of Ganzhou" by Liu Yong of the Song Dynasty
The Xiaoxiao dusk rain sprinkles the river sky to cleanse the autumn. The wind is getting colder and frostier, the Guanhe River is deserted, and the remaining light shines on the building. The redness and greenness of this place have declined, and the beauty of the place has ceased. Only the water of the Yangtze River flows eastward without words. ?I can’t bear to climb high and look far away, looking at the distance of my hometown. I can’t bear to think about it. Sighing at the traces of the past years, why is there so much suffering left behind? I want to see a beautiful woman makeup the building and look up at her. I miss her a few times and I know I'm going back to the boat in the sky.
Try to understand me. I am leaning against the railing, feeling depressed and worried!
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