1, the first sentence is even and smooth.
Flat and light, flat and light.
Flat and light, flat and light.
Plain, plain, plain.
Flat and light, flat and light.
The metrical poem remains the same: Han Yu's "Moving Left to Lan Guan to Show Grandnephew's Neck"
A letter is typed in the sky, and eight thousand in Chaozhou Road in the evening.
If you want to eliminate disasters for saints, you are willing to decline and cherish the old.
Where is the home of Yunheng Qinling? The heavy snow hindered the horse's progress.
Knowing that you came all the way, you should have done it on purpose so that I could collect the bones by the river.
2. The first sentence doesn't rhyme.
Plain, plain, plain.
Flat and light, flat and light.
Plain, plain, plain.
Flat and light, flat and light.
Metric Poetry as usual: Liu Yuxi's "The First Meeting in Yangzhou to Enjoy Lotte"
The mountains were desolate and silent for twenty-three years.
People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed.
On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower.
Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.
3. rhyme the first sentence.
Pingping Pingping Pingping Pingping Pingping Pingping Pingping Pingping Pingping Pingping Pingping Pingping Pingping Pingping.
Plain, plain, plain.
Flat and light, flat and light.
Plain, plain, plain.
Metric Poetry as usual: Li Shangyin's Jinse
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
4. The first sentence doesn't rhyme at first.
Flat and light, flat and light.
Plain, plain, plain.
Flat and light, flat and light.
Plain, plain, plain.
Metric Verse: Du Fu's Pavilion Night
Although the daylight in winter is shorter on the elemental scale, it is cold and snowy at the end of the world.
Stark sounded the fifth watch, drums and horns rang, and stars and Tianhe danced on three mountains.
I heard women crying after the battle in the distance, and I saw savage fishermen and woodcutters at dawn.
Sleeping dragons and galloping horses are not generals now. They are dust. Be quiet for a while. Oh, the noise of the world. ..