2。 Xisai Mountain before the white egrets fly freely, the river, plump mandarin fish swimming happily, floating in the water in the peach is so bright and full.
3。 The Artemisia basket is full of short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish wants to fuck.
4。 Raptors are not crowded, since past lives;
5。 I made the thrush a matchmaker, and the thrush told me that it was not good. The voice of the male pigeon was dead, and I still hated its cleverness.
6。 I drive a flying dragon, and the miscellaneous Yao elephant thinks it is a car;
7。 Phoenix spreads its wings and flies high with flags;
8。 Riding eight dragons, graceful, holding a cloud flag like a snake,
9。 Dragonflies had already stood on the sharp corner of the river.
There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and Su Shi, a prophet of duck warming in the spring river, wrote "The Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong".
The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze chirps at midnight.
Apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man Li Bai's "Chaofa Baidi City"
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers. Li Bai's Send Meng Haoran to Guangdong Mausoleum
There's nothing to do, bloom's flowers fall, and it's like deja vu when Yan returns. Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"
Du Fu's quatrains "The orioles sing green willows, and the egrets go up into the sky"
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon
Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. Yan's Lin Jiang Xian Zi
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children. Lu Xun's self-portrait
Changting complains about slow geese (Zhu Qingyi)
How many couples get married, especially when the north wind blows every year. Zi Simon is lonely, Jin He is cold, who hates it?
Back in Tingwuzhu, I only love living in Jiangnan. Drop the flat sand at will, arrange it skillfully and stagger the kite columns.
Don't worry, you are used to being shocked and moved, and you should be afraid of losing the lotus and leaking the rain. A string of clouds, look at the words hanging on the needle.
Gradually inclined, unable to float low, looking at the dusk of the field. Acacia can't be written, and the cold wave flies away.
Fishing (Jin Yuan Hao Wen)
Ask the world what love is and teach life and death.
Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times.
Have fun, but it's hard to leave. There are even more stupid children in school, so you should have something to say.
Wan Liyun, Qian Shan at dusk, just for whom.
Cross Fen Road, take care when you are lonely. The smoke is still dull, so what's the point of evocation?
Shan Gui crows in the wind and rain, and the sky is jealous. If you don't believe in peace, birds and swallows are all loess.
The times will last forever. In order to leave it to the poet, I sang and drank and visited Qiu Yan.
A dream of red mansions {48} Baochai's swan song of eating crabs
Guiyin sits with a curtain, and Chang 'an looks forward to Chongyang.
There is no mirror latitude in the front, and the skin in spring and autumn is black and yellow!
If the wine doesn't smell fishy, use chrysanthemum to prevent cold accumulation of ginger?
What are the benefits of falling into the kettle today? Yuepu has surplus grain and millet fragrance.
A dream of red mansions {49} Dai Yu's crab poems
The armored commander will never forget until he dies, and likes to taste the color first.
The chelated tender jade is full, the shell is convex and fragrant with red fat.
What a pity for your mother, who will advise me to help you?
This is a good reward for the festival, and the fragrant chrysanthemum is frosty.
A political prisoner is listening to cicadas.
Luo
Cicadas sing in the west, and guests think of the south.
I can't stand the shadow on my temple to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner.
His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.
Who knows if he is still singing? Who is worried about the table?
But making Longcheng fly is not called Humadu Yinshan.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. -Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake
Bai Juyi
The old horse crouches, (aiming at a thousand miles), and the martyr is in his twilight years, (full of courage). From Cao Cao's "Although the Turtle is Longevity"
Vines are old, crows are faint, bridges are flowing, and ancient roads are thin. (Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si")
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. From Du Fu's "Spring Hope"
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. (Chang Jian "Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple")
cicada
Li shangyin
The pure heart is hungry because of this, and you sing in vain all night.
Oh, this last broken breath, in the green indifferent trees! .
Yes, I am like a driftwood. I have made my garden full of weeds.
I thank you for your sincere advice and live a pure life like you.
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. (Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn")
Lu you's November 4 th Fengyun: Sleeping in a lonely village does not mourn for yourself, but still thinks about defending the country. The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.
In the past, I was drunk several times from Wang Hezhuo Jinjiang. When brushing stones, the sleeves are cold, and when stepping on flowers, the horseshoe is fragrant. It was better to get drunk than to give up drinking at the beginning, but now the troubles are hard-won. Meditation on the old tour is like a dream, and Furong City is in the water.
The male rabbit's feet are confused and the female rabbit's eyes are blurred. When two rabbits walk on the ground, Ann can tell whether I am a male or a female. -the northern folk song Mulan Ci
Avoiding power is like avoiding tigers, and being crowned as a crowned monkey. Those who have been attached to me all their lives are good poets. -Yuan Zhen's Yangcheng Post
Bees are fighting for thorns, and sparrows are also fighting. Born small, don't like Guanghua. -Yuan Zhen's Fang Shu
I went to town yesterday and came back with tears in my eyes. All over Luo Qi are not silkworm farmers. -Zhang Songyu's Silkworm Girl)
But I like the beauty of perch. Look at those poor fishermen, floating up and down in the big waves and rocking in the boats. -Fan Zhongyan's Fisherman on the River in the Northern Song Dynasty)