Poetry about animal sounds

Bai Juyi, who sells Lomatang, has been drunk for five years and hissed when he sold it. Ji Xiang still sighed, but Lotte didn't care about Locke. After the succession of Tang, Bai Xingjian and Mu Ye, the King of Zhou was idle. Drive away the soap in a hurry and drink the cup to lean on the mountain. Walk by day and return with the wind at dusk. Ice arouses suspicion and leaves fall like Guan Yu. Under the fairy peak, Teng Weixiang Water Bay. Fortunately, when the time comes, martial arts will be suppressed and drums will no longer be played. Five sick horses appeared in Zheng Xiao's book. Tang Caotang, the fifteenth ancestor of the Three Wu Dynasties, was so sad and muddy when he was sick. Four cries do not chisel the golden anvil, and the eyes are unintentional. Rabbit hair is dry and swaddled, and it loses its bones and teeth. The plain is easy to put, and it hisses at the autumn wind alfalfa flowers. On the dragon, the leaves of shallots are neat and the yellow leaves are swaying. Night rain is red and crisp, and autumn wind is white and low. Tired thinking about the brain, the shadow is cold and empty, looking at the brocade mud. Don't blame me for crying in front of the stage, but if I hadn't met Sun Yang, I wouldn't have dared to boo. If you don't cut your hair short and turn it over, no one will care. Frost invades diseased bones without arrogance, and soil erodes flowers to see lying marks. Before the cloud blows off, it belongs to Hanyuan, and I have practiced Wumen lightly. Once thousands of miles away, my heart is still there, and I am willing to feed myself. The autumn wind blows in the air, and Hong Tao brushes the waves for no reason. I always blame the dragon's hoof when I lie down, and whoever is thin is surprised by the height of the tiger's mouth. Chasing electricity has a heart and a heart, and everyone is strong and screaming. If you want to cut your beard again, please borrow a new reamer. After a long illness, no one cares, and the color of Yuhua shirt gradually fades. Drinking is afraid of dew, spring flowers are cold, and eating is afraid of cold leaves in clear autumn. Long words dare to be red and heavy, and old men prefer to fear purple silk. If Wang Liang promises to promote this policy, it is not difficult for him to follow the wind. Ma Tang and Chen Ning were lucky to get China. It is better to forget Bole's reward than to have a thousand gold prices. Although I know the special section, I dare not compare with Huayi. In case of chasing the wind, be a porch head. White Horse Tang Du Fu's white horse comes from the northeast, empty saddle and double arrows. Poor Mamalang, I don't know who I am today. In the near future, the Lord will kill, and in the middle of the night, the Lord will fight. Many people died in confusion and cried like tears. "Ma Song" Tang Han never had a long knowledge of music. Unlike Longxing, he didn't dare to do so. I'm not surprised that the salt truck is still thin if Kim Chui-ko hasn't been booed. It is difficult to satisfy Ji Wang's bosom friend addiction, so I want to buy a name for Zhao Yan. In the morning and evening, I will fly to Yin Huang to eat soap, and I will sing in the blue sky. Ma Qi Tang Huo is always eight feet tall, and the chivalrous man leans on Xiong Hao. Sweat through the snow, and the brocade robe will not be stained with mud. Look at the sudden shadow on the side of the road, and the saddle bottom is curled. Not only expensive, but also more rewarding. White horse Tang Jiazhi, white horse and purple money, screamed in front of Danque. Kevin wasted his time and didn't throw a golden whip. Li Bai, a purple horse, hissed as he walked, and turned his jasper hooves. When he reached the river, he refused to cross the water, as if he were pitying the brocade covered with brocade. The snowy border is so far away from the Tubo border that Huang Yun's garrison at sea is also vague. Traveling thousands of miles with a whip, how can you not love the warmth of a family? Tang Yang Shidao BMW right out of the center, carved saddle as Yao Zijin. Spring grass grows in the garden and autumn wind moves. Mingke repeatedly came to Mrs. Zhang, and he waded to the dragon. Han has been ordered to go every year, and Wancheng is now offering a famous king. The white horse Tang Weng lies on the tile dragon and nurtures the snow and frost, and the hair bones are born with courage. The first light shines on the ground, and the jade passes at the beginning. Don't be far away from the wind. Flowers are bright and bright, hanging from poplars and exposed to the fine grass in Zhu Ying. One night, Yu Shu urged him to fight, so Beard rode away from Pei Gong. Old Tang Yao couldn't lie down together, but hissed at his master. In the eastern suburbs, Qiu Lai will produce mud when it rains. Tang Yusong, who bathed the horse, opened the control to take back the whip, and Nagatsu moved slowly. Empty hoofs are green, rich in imagination and no money. Under the sound of the bridge foam flying, Liu Yin hissed. I often hear people say that I am a dragon, and Bai Bo and I are strong. Marseille Tang Yuanzhen Marseille is tired of Zhu Jiang, and today is full of glory. Hunting at dawn and cold, Chad grass head line. Sleep on the ground and wait for it, and there is no war in the river. How to follow your own footsteps lightly in the face of battle. 2. Tiger and Tiger Tour in Wei and Jin Dynasties. Lu Ji is thirsty and doesn't drink the water from the stolen spring. The heat is infinite. Does the evil wood have no branches? How painstaking people are. The whole journey was saved by car, and the staff stayed away. Hungry to eat the tiger's den, cold-blooded wild sparrow forest. It's cloudy because it's not built. The clouds are worshipping the shore and the songs are singing with the wind. Quiet words are at the bottom of the valley, whistling all over the mountains. Sharp strings have no timid sounds, and bright knots are difficult to sound. Life is not easy, why not open this cloud? As soon as possible, I am Geng Jiehuai, ashamed of ancient and modern times. Tang Chuguang Xi is neither worried about snow nor hungry. Human flesh is not sweet, and evil hurts the spirit. My home is my home and Mengmen is my neighbor. All the animals feed me, and five dragons are my guests. He Wei, Ma Meng, Fu Jiang, arbitrary. Colorful Zhang Yao Asahi, a pawn male warrior. The high clouds are floating in the air, and the ground is moving. You can be brave and have a longer blind date. Although the tiger is evil, it has its own friends. In the deep valley, all animals look down on the wind. The body eats the yellow bear father, and the son eats the red leopard snapper. Choose the meat of bears and leopards and treat rabbits and raccoons. When I sleep in the valley during the day, my eyes are full of strength. Without the right to be conceited, the spirit hangs down to goodness. Kill his son in anger and eat his concubine at dusk. The horse is scattered and the tiger still lives alone. On both sides of the fox gate, black magpies follow the sound. Go out and chase the monkey into the house. The tiger doesn't know where to go. Who said tiger evil, crying sadly in the middle. The leopard will scratch its tail, and the bear will scratch its tail. The tiger died without hesitation, but he was ashamed of what he had done before. The tiger sat helplessly and died. The situation is as delicate as yours. So, when you are honest, be intimate. Close relatives and friends are in danger, so trust your people. White tiger, Tang, fire, dark sky, dark clouds, the whole population is eyeing. Burning books and destroying the country is too busy, and casting swords is just a general.