Early Plum Blossoms by Liu Zongyuan
Early Plum Blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky of Chu. The night fragrance blows in the early morning, and the frost nourishes the dawn.
I want to give you thousands of miles, but I am separated by mountains and rivers. When Han Ying is in ruins, what use is there to comfort the distant guests?
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Wangtianmen Mountain Li Bai
p>The Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastwards to this point.
The green mountains on both sides of the strait face each other, and the lone sail is coming from the sun.
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Yulinling Liuyong< /p>
The chilling cicadas are desolate, facing the pavilion at night. The showers have begun to subside, and there is no trace of drinking in the tents of the capital. Fang is nostalgic, and the orchid boat is urging it to start. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. The thought goes away, thousands of miles of smoke waves, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.
Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to neglect the Qingqiu Festival. Where can I wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, with the waning moon in the morning breeze. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can I tell you?
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Answer to Li Hanwei Yingwu
Just watch the changes in the forest, and watch the gulls leisurely on the stream.
Among the poets in Chu, who is the most reciprocal?
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Farewell to Xin Jian and Wang Changling at Furong Tower
I entered Wu in the cold and rainy night, and I saw off my guest in Chu Shangu in the morning.
When relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, their hearts are filled with ice in a jade pot.
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Arrived at Chumen Li Shixing
p>Chumen Mountain is scattered with haze, and people who go to the south of the Yangtze River know Yongjia.
There are many kinds of wheat in the half-ridge stone field, and the trees in the winter garden are still in bloom.
When the sea is warm and the sun is warm, you can fish, and you can get wine on credit when you return from Chao Pu.
There are no houses near the water, and most of them live on boats.
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Reward Lotte Yangzhou's first feast A gift from the emperor to Liu Yuxi
The desolate land of Bashan and Chushui has been abandoned for twenty-three years.
Reciting the poems on the flute in the nostalgic space, when I go to the countryside to read it, I feel like a dead person.
Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees spring in front of the diseased trees.
Listen to a song of Junge today, and let me have a glass of wine for the time being.
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Chang'an looks forward to Zhao Gu in autumn< /p>
The clouds are clear and the dawn is flowing, and the palace of the Han Dynasty is in high autumn.
At what time is the remaining star, the wild geese cross the river, and the flute sounds and people lean against the building.
The purple half-opened fence and chrysanthemums are quiet, and the red clothes are gone and all the lotuses are sad.
The bass is beautiful and does not return, but it is empty to wear the southern crown and learn from the prisoner of Chu.
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In early spring, the southern expedition was sent to Luozhong Friend Ouyang Xiu
The beauty of Chu is thousands of miles away, so why would a traveler bother to take credit?
There are traveling geese in the forest, and the crows are noisy in the waiting hall.
Spring comes and grass grows by the river, and flowers bloom on the water.
A bottle of wine in the east wind makes me miss home alone in the new year.
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Farewell to Li Bai at Jingmen
p>I traveled far beyond Jingmen to travel from the state of Chu.
The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness.
Under the moon, in the sky, clouds form sea towers.
I still feel sorry for the water in my hometown, and send my boat sailing thousands of miles away.
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Lotus Picking Song Liu Fangping
p>On the clear river at sunset, Jingge sings and sings beautifully.
I have been picking lotus since I was a child, and I will ride the tide at the age of fifteen.
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Night mooring on the Xiangjiang River in Wuling< /p>
The north wind blows through the trees, and autumn is the only one here. Why did Qu Yuan hate him for not following the flow of water in Hunan?
Liang is born with a moon, and he is accompanied by a lonely boat at night. As a traveler from the south, you will never end up with a blank head.
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A guest in Wuling
p>Chu people sing about bamboo branches, and wanderers shed tears on their clothes. I have been a guest in a foreign country for a long time, and I often return home in dreams on cold nights.
When a letter is not returned, a thousand leaves fly away. Across the Dongting River in the south, there should be less news.
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Bearing farewell to old friends in Wuling at night
It’s hard to stay when the day goes by, the old friend is no longer the same. After we say goodbye tonight, where can we meet again?
Crossing the Chushui River for thousands of miles, you will reach Qinshan Mountain. As soon as the words came, it dawned again, and the moon fell all over the city.
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Suyousheng Lin Juyin In Wuling, Huaijia District
There are many trees surrounding the house, and many birds inhabit the purple pavilion. The night has passed forever, and I have the slightest idea of ??what to say.
The journey to Chu should be far away, and the hatred of Hunan will be deep. It's worth facing the cold candle, and even more sings of farewell.
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Return west to Wuling
Not related to the leisurely boat, but the leisurely time between Wu and Chu. I am ashamed to have new gray hair, but I have reached the old green mountains.
A leaf suddenly leaves the tree, and several people enter the pass together.
The Chang'an family is still here, and we will return to the west in autumn