Ship characters in ancient poetry

He gave Fang a fairy boat and hid the West Garden. Before the train sign, the rooster announced the dawn early. Cui's Ode to Harmony, Song of Picking Lotus, Jade Flowers and Red Hair, Golden Soup and Running Water. When they meet, they are afraid of losing each other and try their best to pick lotus boats. Li Baiqin's songs are Cai's Five Hutongs, Lushui Qu, Lushui Ming Qiu Yue and Nanhu Caibaiping. Lianzi was charming as if she were talking to me, but she broke my medicine string. Cui Hao's zaju and Chang Gan's songs. Where is your home, near here, by the fish pond? ? Stop the boat. I'm sorry, if we belong to the same town .. Cui Hao's miscellaneous songs are long and dry, and the waves are rising, and the boat is getting thinner. Then you can't treat each other and fight the trend alone. Cui Hao's zaju song and Chang Gan's song "Three Rivers Parallel, Five Lakes Surging". The origin of flowers is light, but the lotus boat in Mo Wei is heavy. Shi Jianwu's Zaju Songs and Ancient Songs Five poor Jiangbei women are used to singing Jiangnan songs. Shake the Mulan boat, two bottles can't take a bath. Lu Chuanchuan leans on the Chunjiang River alone, with the stone bank in front of the ship. The pedestrians in the mountains are broken, and the immortals are all alone. In Cui Guo Fu, the lotus songs are full of flowers, and the golden soup is full of water. When they meet, they are afraid of losing each other and try their best to pick lotus boats. Wang Nan 'an canoe goes south, but it is difficult to return north. I don't know anyone from Pu. Five miscellaneous questions: Wang Wei, Huang Fu and Yue Yunxi are flat and wide, and they will return home alone. Lush green leaves close and weeping willows sweep away. Pei Di Wangchuan has collected 20 Nan 'an boats, a letter and a slipway, as well as the shore of Nan 'an Lake. In the sunset, sparkling. Pei Di Wangchuan has collected 20 paintings of Lihu Lake, which is vast and the sky is equally blue. There was a long whistle on the ship, and the breeze blew from all directions. Pei Di Wangchuan collected 20 songs, which were located at the foot of Beishan Mountain and Nanshan Mountain, and the junction was near the lake. Every time I go to collect firewood, the boat comes out. In Cui Hao's four long dry songs (one is Jiangnan song), Zhu Xia is full of waves, and the boat is getting thinner. Then you can't treat each other and fight the trend alone. Cui Hao's four long dry songs (one is Jiangnan Qu) are characterized by the parallel flow of the three rivers and the wind rising in the five lakes. The origin of flowers is light, but the lotus boat in Mo Wei is heavy. Zuyong, don't complain about the words, but the autumn boat leans over. Looking at each other from afar, we can't return to the ship immediately. Chu, Guangxi, Jiangnan Qusi Qingjiang River in the end, high waves straight through the air. I am used to living by the lake, and the boat is light and not afraid of the wind. Wang Changling sent Liu Shiwu Pingming River to be foggy and cold, and Ma Jiang sent it. The boat is in Luoyang, indicating the month. Liu Changqing's trip to Chuzhou was shallow, and he asked Zhang if he was near, foggy and cold. The water is shallow and late, where is the tide? Meng Haoran rowed in Beixi, where the stream was always full and touched the place with awe. It's fun to follow the whirlpool. Why in the Five Lakes? Meng Haoran, a night berth on Jiande River, when my boat was sailing in the fog, the days were getting shorter and the ancient memories began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. Meng Haoran asked about the ship at night, how big is the future. Wantou is like a berth, and there is a storm in Huaihe River. Li Bai's Lushui Qu Lushui Yue, Nanhu picking white apples. Lianzi was charming as if she were talking to me, but she broke my medicine string. Pan Lang Jiuquanzi remembers the West Lake and watches it from the balcony every day. Fishing boats in twos and threes. The island is in clear autumn. The flute plays in the reeds. The trip to Bai Niao suddenly started. Don't fiddle with the fishing rod. It's cold to think of water and clouds. Liu Yongzao Mei Fang * Xi Qian Yinghai Xiahong, mountains and smoke. The scenery of the old capital is prosperous. Draw a halberd at the gate of the bridge, facing the panoramic view and leaning against the golden pagoda. Lotus pond, willow pavilion, Hongqiao reflection, blue boat flying, tourists gathering and dispersing, in a lake. In the Han and Yuan Dynasties, since the conquest of Lu, you were a military commander. Tired of raising the curtain for a long time, I returned to my hometown in the prime of my life. There are few lawsuits in Zhai Ling, and the banquet hall is full of joy. Before Zhou Xing, he was afraid of the royal family, studied hard and made plans. Liu Yongdi's family is making flute flowers in the West Garden. The south grass is smoked, the sun is shining, and it is warm and cold at first sight. Paddle boats move, drink and feast, the silver pool is dyed, and the golden embankment is embroidered. Being a prince and grandson, there are many prostitutes, and they often carry their hands behind their backs. Send people away, feel sorry for the beautiful scenery and feel old. Not too long. On that day, the Imperial Capital, Lantang night candles, millions of gourds, painting pavilions and spring breeze, sold thousands of wines. I can't help it. I forgot the orchestra at the banquet, and I couldn't find the willow when I was drunk. I'm Qin Lou, and Yu Di is dead, and the past is hard to recover. Empty resentment, looking at Xianxiang, relieved, tears wet the sleeves. Yu Lin made Liu Yong feel cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk sank into ChuTiankuo. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to. Liu Yongding built a long dike in the wind and rain, and the night wind started. The shower stopped, the eyes were sparse, the willows were jammed, and the arrows were thousands of miles away. When you come here by boat, everyone competes for fame and profit. I miss sluts, drive all day and fight for the transfer of villages and towns. What do you mean? Embroidered pavilions are lightly thrown, and brocade is hard to meet. Nai travels widely, hates diseases, and has recently become familiar with them, which is very official. This kind of feeling, writing incense vertically, depends on who made it. Counting Meng Guang, you will languish every day after hearing about me. Liu Yong went back to the DPRK and took a boat on the other side. There is a rustling wind in the reeds. Sha Ting Su Yan is flying in the smoke, and the bridge is full of moonlight and frost. It's dawn. Yao Lu Mountain is far away, and there are many battles. People who come and go only paddle, and they are all famous guests. A look at the countryside closes the barrier between smoke and water. Turn to your heart and have wings. Sad clouds hate rain, and the wax remains in the New Year. Years old, flowers are fleeting. What are the benefits of wind and waves? Go home, deep in the jade building, there is a person who still remembers each other. Liu Yong picked lotus flowers for moonlight harvest, and the clouds were pale with frost. Western expedition, I feel bitter this time. Cui E sent Qi Lin by hand and rolled Zhu Hu again. Thousands of charming faces, Ying Ying stood, speechless with tears, heartbroken, struggling to endure censorship. One-leaf orchid floats, and then you row to Ling Bo. I love sex, but I don't know how to leave. All kinds of square inches, but annoying, everyone says the same. Looking back, I can't see the heavy city. There are two or three smoke trees outside the cold river. The banquet hall in Liu Yunfeng is very deep. It's raining and the summer heat is low. Colorful boats in the Flower Cave were flooded and stopped around Xun Qing. The typhoon in Chu is fast, and the typhoon in Hunan is cold and has been covered. After sitting for a long time, the string is loose and the tube is brittle. Change the sound if necessary. The more orchids love their hearts. It's hard not to be coquettish, and it's hard not to be spoiled. On holidays, laughter, singing, shoes were invaded. When you are drunk, you must enjoy yourself and sing loudly. It is a waste of time to avoid this, seize the reins of fame and get the lock. Liu Yong poured a glass of * and tried to leave the banquet. The blue boat stagnated and looked at Nanpu. Knowing the world, it is difficult to make the moon long and round, and the colorful clouds gather in the town. If you count life, don't be sad if you don't care about parting. The most bitter words are divided into lovers. Tears ran down Joan's face, like spring rain on pear flowers. Poor mother, Ying Ying is not in the mood. * * * dimly disappeared, reunited hand in hand, said goodbye and left, and Youzi asked you to go again and again. Whisper in your ear. How much do I know? I will deepen the alliance in the future. From now on, I will rely on scales and feathers. Liu Yong's broken array reveals the reflection of flowers, the tobacco is soaked in blue, and the spirit marsh is warm. Liu Jin shakes Fengshu, which is a colorful boat and a dragon boat from the shore. Thousands of steps of Hongqiao, jagged with wild goose teeth, straight into the water temple. Around Jindi, there are dragons and dragons, Luo Qi in the spring and bamboo in the sky. ⅵ color is brilliant, it looks like it is in the middle, and Penglai is shallow. See you later. Phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix. Two paintings fly lightly and win the gold medal. It's over, singing fish algae and wandering around. Don't have a wanderer, each Committee is a pearl, fighting for jade feathers, and returning far away. Gradually, I feel that the sea of clouds has sunk and the cave is late. Body double of Liu Yong broke Peng's trail at night and took the opportunity to March eastward. The scenery of the three Wu, the pavilion of Suzhou, the beginning of dusk. In the old country of Fucha, there are no fragrant roads, only barren hills. In a busy place, you can't see it, but you can smell the elk. I think that year, I fought a decisive battle in the air, and the king of the earth fought endlessly for hegemony. The mountains and rivers are picturesque, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are comfortable, and Fan Li capsizes. Learn from the old history before the exam, full of love. Sunset grass boundless, will be the sorrow of the ages. Liu Yong's "Midnight Song" Cold clouds, a boat, left Zhu Jiang. Across the valleys and rocks, across the depths of the stream. The raging waves are fading away, the firewood wind is blowing at the beginning, and business travel is calling. The sail was held high. Pan-painted snipe, dancing Nanpu. Looking at sparkling wine, clusters of smoke villages and rows of frost trees. When the sun went down, the fisherman went home. The defeated lotus flowers are scattered all over the floor, the young poplars are shaded, the banks are in twos and threes, and the girls wander in the sand. Avoid pedestrians and smile shyly. Because of this, the embroidered pavilion is lightly thrown, and the waves are hard to stay. After the sigh, what is the basis about Ding Ning? Leaving my arms sadly, I hate coming home late that year. I have tears in my eyes, and I am afraid of Lu Jing Road. The sound of breaking the rainbow is far away and the sky is wide. Liu Yong worships God, sighs and laughs, and throws songs lightly. Back in the lonely city, several houses stopped painting ge in Yancun. Come back from deep fishing and count the residual lights. I am drunk by drinking continuously, and I have no worries. Lonely hug, heavy bed. I heard it again. The passengers all crossed the boat. The awning window is near, the blue is urgent, and the good dream is still broken. I miss my life and live alone, and I am deeply touched. I'm tired of it here. I'll sit down with my clothes on. Liu Yong crossed the stream to rest near * crossed the stream to rest Huai Chu. From a distance, thousands of miles of fire clouds burn empty, and there is no rain in the western suburbs all day long. Tired of traveling. Several light sails are spinning and swaying. Avoiding the fear of the scenery, the two chatted late into the night. On this occasion, we can compete for fame and fortune. In the dust, clothes are hot in summer. Go back to Wangjiang Lane, watch the wind pavilion on the moon, and on the stone beside the water. Fortunately, there is a place to send shawls. Liu Yongan's son Hasegawa Bo is full of enthusiasm. Chu Xiang Huai' an handed it all the way, and the misty rain passed for a while, and the grass was lush for a while. Drive, drive, with a book and sword. When the weather is good and the scenery is good, I feel sick and tired from work. Looking at the wilderness, dark clouds are gathering. On the night of the invasion, I also rushed into the village shop. Realizing that the journey was coming, the ship shouted loudly and pointed to the fishing lamp. Liu zhilun's fog merged into Chengjiang, and the smoke dissipated blue light. The rosy clouds set off the distant sky, intermittent shadows and the waning moon in mid-air. Looking at the lonely village, people are lonely, smelling the old fisherman, and even a strong flute. It has only rained on the bank of Jiuyi Mountain, and the blood of bamboo adds color. Feel the traveler. I hate barriers when I think of my old country. The road is long and Xiu Yuan is full of news. Old pine and cypress are in love. When you hear Nosaru's screams, you worry. Look at the fishing boat first, the lotus crossing, and the Yuanyang beach. It's no use doing fame and fortune. I miss the years, I stay away from purple. The emerald moth is delicate and charming. From the past to the present, flowers bloom and willows fall. Fame and fame lead service. And try to be patient and throw the scene away. Liu Yongxian sang for a while, the green boat was idle, and the smoke went east. Shu Qi is fragrant, and Zhu Ting is full of orchids. The green grass is flat, the wind is light and warm, the willows are weeping on the curved bank, and the peach garden is shaded. Outside the fragrant trees, sparkling wine flags rose far away. Travel. Gradually enter the scenery of Sanwu, a water town fish market. In my spare time, I want to stay away from Beijing and have a tryst there. Unable to stand alone, I looked anxiously to the west and to the side of the sun. I was busy and my return trip was blocked. If you sigh for a while, words are groundless. Sadness is the hardest. Standing on the right, it will be dusk in Yun Lan. Far from the river, but close at hand, at this time. Liu Yong Klang Ganzhou is bathed in drizzle and dusk drizzle. The frost and wind are sad and the river is cold. 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. Sigh for years, why stay. Miss a beautiful woman, dress up and look up, miss a few times, God knows how to get back to the boat. Eager to know me, lean on the dry place. Liu Yong was fascinated by a boat and sailed lightly. Temporarily moored on the south bank of the Chu River. Dusk in the lonely city attracted resentment from Hu eggplant. The water is wide, the geese are flat, and the dance is scattered. Smoke gathers in cold forest clusters, painting screen exhibition. The mountains are small and the eyebrows are shallow. Reward the old and throw it lightly, and you will become a tourist here. It's too late to feel tired. Being in a foreign land, you can bear hardships and worry about your eyes. Credit of imperial city, resistance of Qin Lou, wandering soul confusion. The grass is wide and the afterglow is full. There is no news of beauty, and the cloud is far away. Liu Yong's six orders are faint smoke, and the stream is bright and blue. The peach beside the stream is shallow and apricot deep, and the spring scenery is all dyed. Last night, the bottom of the pillow was used as a beach moraine where the ship was parked. Wave fishing flute. I had a good dream and was surprised. I wanted to go back in my dream. The exhibition turned into insomnia, so I got hurt. Miss is more charming, and Qian Shan, who is close at hand, is separated. They are all affectionate and close, and they are reluctant to part. The weather is fine. Loneliness should be remembered in the dark. Liu Yongrui partridge Wu Hui is romantic. The population is good, the mountains are high and the water is long. Yaotai was in the dark and came according to the contract. A thousand wells are rich, and thirteen States are pressing. Touch the place, green moths paint ge, and red powder is Zhu Lou. Wei. The lawsuit is short and rich, and you will enjoy the trip day after day. Warm pants keep warm and have always been loved by the people. In the end, the front car drove and the boat reorganized. At the time of mourning, the sand embankment road is stable and difficult to stay. Liu Yongrui partridge is full of ancient romance in Wu Jiahui. Weinan remembers traveling in the past year. When the west comes, the more successful it is, the more powerful it is. So far, those people from Infinite Ying Ying have come to meet Zhou Cuifang. The most common is the cold village cluster, which recognizes the south road and collects cigarettes late. Three or two people are crossing the ancient ferry. Liu Yongan's son collected the residual rain from the far shore. Rain residue feels a little dim. Cuitingzhou people are silent, and gulls and herons stand. What time is it now? The fish lamp is hidden in the shadow. Stop drawing the language of people in the radial direction and row by row. Tonight's journey road refers to the smoke tree in Qiancun. A wandering official turned into a wandering journey. A brief sigh of relief. Qian Shan is far and near, and he wants to go to the countryside. After parting, Fengting Yueting got together alone. Just heartbroken, provoked bitter separation. Listen to Du Yu and persuade people to go home. Zhang Xianxi went to heaven and walked in the sand. Xiangxian Pavilion is empty and enters Penglai. Yu Yu Qionggui, close to the green forest, wandered back to the birds. The wind and moon have cleared away the summer heat, the wild color is positive, and the mountains and rivers help poetry. Xiao Gu Banquet, Noble Inscription, Floating Cup. Many people look at the sky and know that the sail is small when crossing the boat. The old country is thousands of miles away, and the house is * * * 100 thousand, which is a spring platform. Suishe is not far from Beijing, with soup and people who are thirsty for salt and plum. Good scenery here, Wu Nong still has hope, draw lots before starting. Zhang Xian Fisherman's Depression Bazi Chengtou Grass Dusk. Where Bashan mountains overlap and meet. Swallows occupy the nest flowers and take off the trees. Lift the cup. Qutang water is too wide to cross. Tianwai Wu Monroe clears the way. Your family lives in Wumen. Give me a willow branch. Spring is full of sunshine. I will go to Jiangnan for you. Song Qi Langtaosha approached Langtaosha teenager. Time flies like an arrow. I don't know how to follow the rules. Up to now, I began to cherish the full moon, full of flowers and wine. The boat tried to help Yang ashore. Shang Tong feast. The sunset song will disperse. Yilan, looking at the water, looking at the sky, looking at people. The water in Athena Chu is transferred to Taihu Lake and soaked in the cold light at dusk. After the prince of Wu left, the pavilion was always sad. Who believes in Pengshan's immortal, natural talent and lazy fame? Fold your wings to the sky, your elegance lies in the turbulent waves. In late autumn, the smoke is silent and the rain is cool. A dangerous pavilion has a good view, and a good tree and bamboo return to the pond. You don't have to take a boat to drink, you have your own green mountains and green waters, just like Xiaoxiang. Mo Wenping's business has not been thought through. Ouyang Xiu picked mulberry by himself, the West Lake is good, and the green water is winding. There is faint music everywhere in Cao Fang Long Beach. When there is no wind, the glass slides on the water and the boat will not move. Fretting ripple. Frightened sand birds skimmed the coast. Ouyang Xiu picked mulberry seeds and painted wine boats. The West Lake is good, but the orchestral strings are urgent. Jade lamp urges the transmission. Smooth and smooth waves make you fall asleep. The clouds are under the boat, and the water is clear. Pitch retention. It is suspected that there is still one day in the lake. Ouyang Xiu picked mulberry seeds, and the West Lake has good water color and fresh clouds. Seagulls and herons do nothing. You should get used to listening to orchestra. The wind is clear and the moon is white, and the night is suitable. Who envies Luan? Man is immortal on the ship.