Author: Chen taciturn
At dusk, I want to quit spring, and the mountain is lonely.
Climbing the strange peak and looking at the white clouds, I feel lost.
The white clouds are long gone, and the cold wind blows hard at night.
If you don't see who he is and what he said clearly, you can sit back and relax, play the piano and think too far.
Liuti Wei Qing Building
Author: Huang Xiaoxian
Huang Gong loves the mountain and doesn't know how to rest.
When you live in seclusion with an official, you can't love mountains.
It is better to see the mountains at dusk, and the ancients are empty and old.
Born, white clouds are long and embrace each other.
Small plum blossom whaling ship
Author: Long Yusheng
Whalers talk about Longkou. Baiyun looked at the cave leisurely. Jujube curtain The evening breeze is calm. The cold spring catches some salt.
The sun sets at the top of the Purple Mountain. The roaring lion by the Tiger Bridge. The smoke is misty and the arrow is off the string. Eight roads, ten thousand schools and one tower