Goose song
Don Robin Wang
White swan, white swan, bend your neck and breathe fire into the sky. White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water.
Two or three miles a trip.
Song Shao Kangjie
At first glance, it is two or three miles away, and mist hangs over four or five families. There are six or seven pavilions and eighty or ninety flowers.
draw
Tang Wangwei
From a distance, the mountains are high and the clouds are light, and the colors are bright. When you look closer, you can only hear the sound of water, but there is no sound. Spring has passed, but there are still many flowers and flowers. People go nearby, but the birds are still not disturbed.
Thoughts?in?the?Still?of?the?Night
Tang Li Bai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Compassion for farmers
Don Li Shen.
At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?
Dawn of spring
Tang Meng Haoran
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
Jueju
Don du fu
Two yellow-green willows and a row of egrets are in the sky. My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
grass
Tang Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Climbing tower
Tang Zhihuan.
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. By going up one flight of stairs, look further.
A note for the absent.
Tangjiadao
When I asked your students under a pine tree, "my teacher," he replied, "went to pick herbs." However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? .
Chai Lu
Tang Wangwei
No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.
Jiang Xue.
Tang Li Bai
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
On the swimming pool
Tang Bai Juyi
A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back. He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat through the trail.
Back to my hometown
Tang He Zhang Zhi.
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.
Look at Lushan Waterfall
Tang Li Bai
The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
day of mourning
Don Mutu
During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to break. where is the restaurant？ The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
A night berth near Fengqiao.
Tang Zhangji
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
A gift for Wang Lun.
Tang Li Bai
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
Baidi City was released in advance.
Tang Li Bai
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away. The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
Yeshan temple
Tang Li Bai
The tall buildings of the temple on the mountain are really high, like a hundred feet. People upstairs are like a hand that can pick off the stars in the sky. Standing here, I dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the gods in the sky.