Drink the moon alone.
Author: Li Bai
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Li Bai's Dream II
Author: Du Fu
Clouds are floating in the sky, but old friends have gone for a long time.
I see you in my dreams every night, and you know what you mean to me.
The difference is that you always look in a hurry and always talk about how easy it is to meet.
There are many dangerous waves on the rivers and lakes, and I am worried that your ship will capsize and sink.
When he went out, he scratched his head with white hair and regretted that he had failed his life.
Gao Che Li Fu is the capital, and you are brilliant, and you are haggard.
Who can say that the principle of justice is not Qiren in old age, but innocent bondage?
Even if there is a good name handed down from generation to generation, it is difficult to make up for the sad loss.
A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
Author: Cen Can
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people.
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
The song of Luoyang girl.
Author: Wang Wei
There is a girl from Luoyang in the door across the street. She looks fifteen, maybe a little older.
Her master rode on his fast horse, wearing a jade-bit reins, and her maid brought her cod on a gold plate.
Her painting pavilion faces the red tower, and the cornices are pink and green peach blossoms and willows.
Luo Wei sent seven fragrant cars, and rare fans shaded her and made her home with nine curtains.
Her master, status and wealth and the seeds of life are more generous than the richest people in ancient times.
He likes this girl from humble origins, teaches her to dance and gives his coral tree to almost anyone.
When his nine soft lights went out, the wind at dawn began to stir, nine little flying flowers? .
Between dances, she had little time to sing and sat dressed like incense.
All the people she knows in the town are rich and extravagant. She visits the owner of the happiest building day and night.
Who will notice the jade-faced Yue girl, the poor river head who washes the yarn?
Liu Yong's Klang Ganzhou
Facing the rain from the sky, a piece of washed autumn scenery on the river is particularly cold. The bleak frost wind is tight, the river surface of the mountains and rivers is deserted, and the setting sun shines on the tall buildings. Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears. Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home. Sighing where these years have gone, why do you have to stay in a strange land for a long time? How many times have you missed beauty makeup, and God knows when you come home? She will know that I am so sad leaning against the railing, and I am so sad.
Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi Hunting Ci"
I said juvenile madness, which led to yellow on the left and pale on the right.
Golden hat, mink and fur, thousands of riding rolls and leveling posts.
In order to repay the people of the whole city for following my generous hunting proposal, I will shoot this tiger myself like Sun Quan.
It doesn't matter if the chest is still open and the temple is slightly frosted after drinking wine.
Hold a festival in the clouds, when to send the phoenix hall.
I will make my strength as full as the full moon, full as the full moon, heading northwest and shooting at the team in West Xia Jun.