Children's Fun
Viewing the Sea of ??Cao Cao
Ci Bei Gu Mountain Xia Wangwan
Qiantang Lake Spring Tour Bai Juyi
Xijiang Yue Xin Qiji
Tianjingsha·Qiu Si Ma Zhiyuan
Mulan Poems
The humble house is famous for its inscriptions, but the mountains are not high, and there are immortals. If the water is not deep, if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous. The upper steps of the moss marks are green, and the color of the grass is green. There are scholars who talk and laugh, but there are no idle people when interacting. You can tune the plain Qin and read the Golden Sutra. There are no messy ears of silk and bamboo, and there is no laborious shape of case documents. Zhugelu in Nanyang, Yunting in Western Shuzi. Confucius said: "What is so shameful?"
Ai Lian said Zhou Dunyi The flowers of land and water are very lovely. Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty only loved chrysanthemums; since the Li and Tang Dynasties, the world has loved peonies; I only love the lotus that emerges from the mud but is not stained; Jingzhi can be viewed from a distance but cannot be played with. I say chrysanthemum, the flower that represents seclusion; peony, the flower that represents wealth and honor; lotus, the flower that represents the gentleman. Alas! The love of chrysanthemums is rarely heard of after Tao; the love of lotus, no one can give it to anyone; the love of peony is suitable for everyone.
Du Fu Wang Yue How is Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young. The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang are cut off at dusk. Zeng Yun is born in the chest, and the returning bird enters the canthus. When you reach the top of the mountain, you can see all the small mountains.
Spring Hope: The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. The flowers splash with tears when I feel grateful, and the birds are frightened by the hatred. The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust.
Shihao Officials In Shihao Village at dusk, there were officials arresting people at night. The old man walked over the wall, and the old woman went out to watch. Why are the officials angry when they shout, and what pain is there when women cry! I heard the woman's speech before her: "Three men came to Yechengxu, one man came with a letter, and two men were killed in the battle. The surviving ones survived, but the dead have long since passed away! There is no one in the room, except for the grandson. There is a grandson who has not left, and there is no way to go in or out. Finished the skirt. Although the old woman's strength is weakened, please return from the official position at night. You still have to prepare the morning meal." The sound of the voice lasted for a long time, just like the sound of weeping smoke. At dawn, I will go to the future and say goodbye to the old man alone.
Three Gorges
Thanks to Zhongshushu
Night tour of Chengtian Temple
Watching the tide and watching the snow in the pavilion in the middle of the lake
Four poems about returning to the garden and living in the fields (Part 3) There is little rhyme suitable to the vulgar world, and one’s nature is to love hills and mountains. I accidentally fell into the dust net and was gone for thirteen years. The birds in the pond are nostalgic for the old forest, and the fish in the pond are thinking about the old abyss. Open up the wilderness in the south, stay humble and return to the garden. The square house covers more than ten acres and has eight or nine thatched houses. The elms and willows shade the back eaves, and the peach and plum trees in front of the hall. The distant village is warm, and the smoke in the ruins is still there. Dogs bark in the deep alleys, cocks crow in the mulberry trees. There is no dust in the courtyard, and there is plenty of space in the empty room. After being in a cage for a long time, you can return to nature.
The envoy to the fortress, Wang Wei, wanted to ask about the border when he was riding a bicycle. Zheng Peng is sweating and stuffed, and the returning geese are entering Hu Tian. The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, and the sun is setting over the long river. When Xiao Guan is waiting to ride, he will always protect Yan Ran.
Crossing Jingmen to say farewell Li Bai Crossed the distance outside Jingmen to visit the Kingdom of Chu. The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness. Under the moon, there is a flying mirror, and the clouds form a sea tower. Still feeling pity for the water in my hometown, I send my boat sailing thousands of miles away.
Visiting Shanxi Village Lu You Mo Xiao’s farmhouse is full of wax and wine, and in good years there are enough chickens and dolphins for visitors. The mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way, and the willows and flowers are dark and the flowers are bright in another village. Xiaogu followed Chunshe near, and his clothes and clothes were simple and ancient. From now on, if I am allowed to take advantage of the moonlight, I will knock on the door all the time and night with a stick.
[Eight Parts] Letters to Zhu Yuansi
Biography of Mr. Wuliu
Ma Shuo
Send a Preface to Ma Sheng in Dongyang
Rewarding Lotte and giving him a gift to Liu Yuxi at the first banquet in Yangzhou
Chibi Du Mu broke his halberd and sunk in the sand, but the iron was not sold, and he will recognize his former dynasty. Dongfeng refuses to go along with Zhou Lang, and Tongquechun locks Erqiao deeply.
Crossing the Lingding Ocean by Wen Tianxiang After a hard encounter, there are only a few stars around to fight. The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters and the catkins float, and the life experience is ups and downs. Afraid to say panic on the beach, sigh alone in the ocean. Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history. Water
Tiao Ge Tou Su Shi When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places. Dance to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world. Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.
Sheep on the hillside (Tongguan ancient times) Zhang Yanghao The peaks and ridges are like clusters, the waves are like angry waves, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road inside and outside. Looking at the Western Capital, I feel hesitant and sad about where the Qin and Han Dynasties were. All the palaces and palaces were made of earth. The people are prosperous and suffer. If they die, the people will suffer.
The Story of Xiaoshitan
The Story of Yueyang Tower
The Drunkard Pavilion
The Travels of Manjing
Drinking with Tao Yuanming The hut is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses. When I ask you how you can do it, your mind is far away and you are biased. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can see the Nanshan Mountain leisurely. The mountain air is getting better day by day and the birds are flying back and forth.
Traveling is Difficult Li Bai A gold bottle of wine costs ten thousand dollars, and a jade plate of delicacies costs ten thousand dollars. Stopping the cup and throwing chopsticks, I can't eat. I draw my sword and look around at a loss. If you want to cross the Yellow River, it will be blocked by ice, but you will have to climb up to Taihang, where it will be snowy and dark. When I was free, I was fishing and sitting on the stream. Suddenly I was riding a boat and dreaming about the sun. The journey is difficult, the journey is difficult, and there are many divergent paths, but now I am at peace. There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, and the clouds and sails are hung directly to help the sea.
The Song of Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind by Du Fu In August, the high autumn wind roared and rolled up the three layers of thatch on my house.
Mao flies across the river and spreads across the outskirts of the river. The taller ones are hanging on the forest branches, while the lower ones float around the pond. A group of children in the south village deceived me because I was old and weak, and I was a thief who could not stand it. Sure enough, I carried the grass into the bamboo, my lips were burnt and my mouth was dry, I couldn't breathe. When I came back, I leaned on myself and sighed. The wind in Russia makes the clouds dark, and the autumn desert turns dark. The quilt has been as cold as iron for many years, and the arrogant children are lying in bed and are torn apart. There is no drying place for the leakage at the bedside, and the rain is like hemp on the feet and has not been stopped. Since my period is disordered and I don’t sleep much, how can I get wet all night long? There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, which can shelter the poor people all over the world and make them happy. They are as safe as a mountain even in the wind and rain! Wow, when I suddenly see this house in front of my eyes, it will be enough for my house to be broken down and freeze to death!
Bai Xuege sends Magistrate Wu back to the capital. Cen Shen The north wind blows and the white grass breaks on the ground, and it snows in August. Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom. Scattered into the pearl curtain and wet Luo curtain, the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin. The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the protective armor is still cold. The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away. The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for the returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, lutes and flutes. Snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the red flag is blown by the wind and does not turn over due to the freezing cold. I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the road to Tianshan Mountain was covered with snow. You can't be seen on the winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai Gong Zizhen The sun is setting in the day when I am about to leave, and I chant my whip to the east and point to the end of the world. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers.