Xin Chou took a vacation in July and went back to Jiangling for a night tour.
I have lived in seclusion for 30 years, which has nothing to do with dust.
Poetry and calligraphy are good, but gardens have no secular feeling.
How to give up this and go as far as Xijing!
Knock on the new autumn moon and keep friends.
In the evening, the cool breeze rises and the night scene is empty.
Zhao Zhao has a vast sky and flat rivers.
I don't want to sleep in my arms, but I'm still lonely in the middle of the night.
Commercial songs are not my business, but Yiyi is coupling agriculture.
Casting a crown and rotating the old market is not a good idea.
Raising grass is really flat, and society is famous for its goodness.
Four miscellaneous poems
First of all:
Stay away from bondage, with one heart and two ends.
He died in the east, hiding his tears, and moved downstream.
The sun has no stars, and it is at the top of the western hills.
Depression is far away, and I miss my dinner with melancholy.
Generous thinking about going back to the south, there is no reason on the road.
It is difficult to replace Guan Liang, but it is difficult to send a poem.
Secondly:
If you live a leisurely life, you can't control your time.
Drive, Xuan died in the east cliff.
Shen Yin is going to smoke musk deer, and the cold excites me.
Time goes back to ancient times, and I'll drown it.
Generous memory for a rainy day, this feeling has long since left.
Ten years later, I was temporarily detained.
The court was full of wood, and suddenly the sun and the moon lost money.
Third:
I haven't been far away. It's nice to look back.
Chun Yan will fly high from the festival to sweep the dust beam.
The geese have nothing to be sad about, and their metabolism has returned to the north.
Leaving Kunming Qingchi involves summer heat and autumn frost.
It's hard for a sad person to say goodbye, but the nights in spring are long.
Fourth:
Let go of the cliff, gracefu is a gentle boy.
What can Ke Qiao rely on from the 25th year?
Nourishing color contains body fluid, which makes you suddenly feel psychologically.
Two Poems by Mr. Guo
First of all:
Cherish the forest in front of the hall and hide the shade in midsummer;
Kaifeng, fly back and open my chest.
Have a rest, lie down and play the pipa.
Gardens and vegetables are abundant, and ancient valleys are still stored.
It is excellent to run your own business, but it is not admirable to go too far.
Brew wine. I'll pour it when it's ripe.
Weak children play on my side, learning language is not perfect.
Speaking of forgetting the hairpin, it's really a pleasure.
Look at the white clouds in the distance and miss the past.
Secondly:
Heze Wednesday spring, Liangping Autumn Festival.
The swimming breath without dew condensation is a beautiful day for Gaosu.
Yi Feng, in the distance is the amazing Ling Censong.
Fragrant chrysanthemums are in full bloom in Lin Yao, pine trees and Guanyan line.
With this beautiful appearance, it is outstanding for first frost.
It takes a thousand years to care for your lover.
If you can't get the exhibition, you will be tired for a long month.
Tian She's Two Poems of Gui Mao's Nostalgia
First of all:
I've heard of Nanmu before, but I didn't practice it that year.
Repeatedly empty, someone, spring is at ease.
In the morning, I was driving, and I was in love.
Birds celebrate new festivals, and the wind sends away the rest.
Cold bamboo is barren, and the land is far from people.
It's a stick-in-the-stick Weng, carefree and never coming back.
In other words, to be ashamed of general knowledge, the protection is shallow.
Secondly:
Teachers have a legacy and are not poor.
It's hard to see the future, but hard work is hard.
Grasp the current situation, solve problems and convince farmers.
Even when the plain is far away from the wind, good seedlings are pregnant with new ideas.
Although I didn't measure my length of service, I am happy with many things.
Farming sometimes stops, and walkers are not interested.
When the sun comes back, the kettle will make new neighbors.
Long Yin Renjimen, talking about the Dragon Shepherd.
Persuade farmers
First of all:
In ancient times, people were born.
Proud and self-sufficient, simple and true.
Wisdom is ingenious and lovely, and resources wait for failure.
It depends on the philosopher who supports it.
Secondly:
What is a philosopher? Postscript of ten flavors.
What is the meaning of support? In fact, it is sowing.
Shun Geng, Yu Geng.
If it stays away from Zhou Dian, eight governments will start eating.
Third:
West Xi Lingde, Yuan Lu, Iraq.
Flowers and trees are flourishing, and the wind is clear and the gas is positive.
Both men and women are competing with the times.
Mulberry girls have fun at night, and farmers stay in the wild.
Fourth:
Integrity is easy to live, but peace is hard to last.
If you lack a wife, you will drown.
He is smart and studious.
You are a group of people, you hold your hand!
Fifth:
People's livelihood is diligent, but diligence is not lacking.
Quiet feast, happy all year round!
If you don't store stones, you will be hungry and cold.
Gully, will you be ashamed!
Sixth:
Kong Dan's morality, Xu Fan is contemptible.
Dong's book, pastoral poetry.
If you can get out of the way and throw the high track,
Dare not gather, Zandemei.
And Hu showed concern for the thief Cao.
In mid-May, the Qing Dynasty began its southern tour.
It's not too late to drive. Blow my clothes.
Heavy clouds cover the sun, and the rain is light.
The stream looks at the west garden, and the leaves are glorious.
Today is lovely, why should it decline again?
I like to feel things in time, and I hate them every time.
When the autumn harvest is over, it will be too late to get credit.
I can't drown my thoughts, but I'm crazy and sad.
Guimao went to work in mid-December, and followed his brother to respect the distance.
Under the tomb door, Miao is isolated from the world.
Looking around, who knows, Fei Jing is usually closed during the day.
It's sad at the end of the year, and it snows.
There is no hope in the ear, but nothing in the eye.
The strength invades the inner sleeve, and the ladle repeatedly covers it.
In an empty space, there is nothing to be happy about!
Read thousands of books, always see the legacy.
Too high to climb, it is too poor.
If you can't help it, working late is a mistake!
In a word, who can say goodbye?
Stop the clouds and merge.
The poem Stop Clouds is written for missing relatives and friends. Respect for the new mash, the garden is glorious at the beginning, willing to say no, sigh.
First of all:
When the fog blocked the clouds, it rained [was covered] [was covered].
He raised his eyes and looked around blankly. The road blocked the water.
Dong Xuan was sitting alone, having a glass of spring wine.
Distant friends and good friends, long-awaited heart failure.
Secondly:
When the clouds stopped, it rained [covered] [covered]. ? .
He raised his eyes and looked at his loss. The water stopped him.
Fortunately, there is new wine at home, and it is comforting to drink it.
Missing friends far away is hard to meet when traveling.
Third:
The trees in Dongsan Garden are luxuriant in foliage and flowers.
Strive for novelty and competitiveness, in order to attract more feelings.
People also have words, the sun and the moon are in the constellation,
A good friend had a long talk with him, and he lived a long life.
Fourth:
Four birds spread their wings slightly and landed on the top of the tree in front of my yard.
Convergence of the relaxed state of wings, sweet and smooth voice communication.
There is no other company in the world, and it is hard to lose feelings with you.
I miss my friends, my friends, but I can't see them.