What is the vastness of rivers and lakes? There is no limit to the prosperity. Suddenly I heard several sounds of water, which made me feel carefree. Don't laugh, the basin and pool are close at hand, and the wind and smoke are everywhere. Come to the small window. Sparse and pale red and green, especially to people. Huafengtou, with ten feet of flowers, is like a boat. Well, it's interesting to know this, especially the small pot day. Holding the blue tube and drinking wine, I was drunk in the depths of Lv Yun, and the clouds were from Tiantian. Call a leaf in a dream, and send out reading and sleeping.
Diaotai pays homage to Yan Ziling Temple-Wu Xiqi in Qing Dynasty
Mr. Fei Dun's ambition, the ancestral temple is important to this state. A star ends in ancient times, and the sunset flows like a river. Emperor pushes bronze horses, and enjoys wild gulls at leisure. Whoever tells a man that he is here is just asking for it from an old friend. Money is hired with soup, and the rod will eventually laugh at Lu. Fame is light, and the wind and rain are old. Insanity makes a book bully, and madness washes your ears. Couple the immortal couple * * *, and pass on Yi Min Mu. I also smell the wind, so I came to visit the list. I'm filled with sorrow, and I'm very impressed. The tree withers, and the cloud platform loses its position. Chen Chifu, the pavilion has been ruined. White hair looks at the portrait, and the green hills have old hills. Several Mianzi's surname, Qili gathers for fishing. Stubborn cowardice can still be stimulated, and loneliness cannot be ignored. However, it should be bamboo-like, and it will sound like a peak.
To An Yuliu Dazhong-Zhu Yunming in Ming Dynasty
Zhang Fu, secretary of Xuanduanxing, lived in the bamboo forest under the dome mountain. It's not far from obscenity, but it's more fun than stupidity. Pijidan Huang Chao inkstone is miscellaneous, and the lead night light in the smoke window is empty. Fortunately, there is a dragon in the world, and I am ashamed that I have been driving for no reason.
Eight of the Ten Scenes of Lingjiu-Bei Qiong in Yuan Dynasty
The monk lives above, and the height is even more grey. No rain, clouds and smoke are wet, and Changchun is fragrant with vegetation. Cut it into small flowers, and you will never be empty mulberry. If you know where you are, the white ape will die today.
preface to the singing of birds-modern Song Ci
The old dream was broken, but the lovesickness was still there. Acacia turns to dust inch by inch, and tears are like blood. It has been said that life and death are nothing, and the bald head is like a stone. Under the Leifeng pagoda,