Yao Shuchi's Poems-Han and Wei Dynasties have long been debated, and no one has discussed them in detail. Who is the chisel in this poem? For the time being, teach quietness to be clear and turbid.
Yao Zhiheng-Cao Liu is sitting in a roaring tiger, creating a wind, and there are no two men in the four seas. Unfortunately, Liu Yueshi did not teach in Zhi Heng Jian 'an Middle School.
Li Zaijin has a romantic life, but he still lacks Guo Zhuang songs. If Fengyun hates Zhang Huashao, what about Wen Li's new voice?
Yao Anren-the heart painting is always distorted, and the article still looks at people. Lofty feelings, eternal leisure happiness, strive for the trust of Anren, and respect the dust!
Yao Shengqiu, a man across the river, has a bitter autumn wind and a late wind in the rain. It's not good to call autumn resentment, but I like the artistic conception of this poem very much! )
Yao Zheng, wearing colorful sleeves, is holding the jade clock in earnest. At that time, he was drunk and blushed, dancing in the heart of a willow building and singing at the bottom of a peach blossom fan. After parting, I remember meeting you, and I dreamed of being with you several times. I'm afraid of meeting you in my dream. Although it is a bit strange, it feels good according to a different understanding from poetry. )
Mo Yao Miao, Yao Bao's tea is dim in a room, and Mo Miao is broken.
Yao Hezu, Yao Yuner-Talking about things is indisputable.
Yao (Yue, Yue, Yue)-At that time, Mingyue was there, and she had gone home according to the colorful clouds.
Yao is like this-I see how charming Qingshan is, and I expect Qingshan to see me like this.
Yaoque Mountain-once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber. (I like this very much)
If Yao goes, if I don't, Zi Ning won't come.
Yao Chilin-It rained in the Woods, and the smoke came slowly. (Meng Haoran)
Yao-fragrant rice pecks parrot grains and perches on old phoenix branches. This poem has high aspirations! )
Yao (I think later, I really like this poem)-I have to follow my heart after death, and this body was wrong before I died.
Yao Xingyuan-parting from sorrow is like spring grass, so that you can go further and live.
Yao He turned into the city from the main road. They are far from the east of the ancient city. From the world of mortals, it suddenly turned into light smoke. (! ! ! I like this poem very much)
Yao sits alone, Yao listens to sleep-watching the mountains and water, sitting alone, listening to the wind and rain, sleeping high. In the past, tourists and tourists spent years in full bloom. (! ! ! Ibid.)
Yao, Yao Qingyan, Yao Qiqing-the sound is dark around the beam, and the dust rises-the blurred eyes in melodious music, and the fine flying dust floats freely in the sunshine outside the window.
Yao Shujun and Yao Shu (the fourth sound of Shuowen) said: dyeing soft wood can be controlled by a gentleman. Talk to each other and count in your mind. Snakes and snakes talk from their mouths. The punch line is like a spring, and it is thick.
Yao Zairan, Yao Ji-boundless prajnaparamita at ease, quiet nature.
That's all for now.