1, Zhaishan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell rang the passenger ship. Zhangji is a night berth near Fengqiao.
2. The spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan. When will the bright moon shine on me? Wang Anshi went to Guazhou.
Now, close to my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question. Song Wenzhi's Crossing the Han River
4. There are no other languages in the industry, only seeking to return to China as soon as possible. Yuan Kai's letter from the capital
5. My pillar is declining, and I am worried about learning to pray. Li Ang's "The Way of Self-cultivation"
6, a cup of turbid restaurant Wan Li, no joy. Fan Zhongyan's The Fisherman's Pride
Once you leave here, the four seas will become home. "Two Old Houses" in Li Shimin
8. Nanpu is sad, and the west wind is autumn. Bai Juyi's Nanpu Bie
9. In the past, Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people. Liu Yuxi's Wuyi Lane
10, my home is far from Qingshan, and other places are closed by white clouds. Chen Ziliang Saibei Chungui
1 1, when * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the late rain. Li Shangyin's Short Message to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night
12, I can finally send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang. One of Wang Wan's berths at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
13, this serenade is full of surprises, and no one can remember the national conditions. Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"
14, seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a meaningful book. Zhang Jide's Qiu Si
15, Tianjia has no neighbors and sits alone in a garden. Lu's Two Poems on Villa Rate in the Spring Festival Evening