# Visiting the Jinling Mausoleum with Prime Minister Lu in early spring, Tang Dynasty. Du Shen's rhyme type: inㄧㄣBecause
It is unique for eunuchs and tourists, and they are surprised by the new phenology. Yunxia goes to sea, and plum blossoms cross the river in spring.
Shu Qi urges the yellow bird, and the clear light turns to green apple. Suddenly I heard the ancient tune of the song, and I felt like thinking about it.
#春江花月夜 by Zhang Ruoxu Rhyme category: engㄥ鞥
The tide of the Spring River reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide.
The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the spring river!
The river flows round and round the meadow, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like sleet;
The frost flies in the sky unknowingly, and the white sand on the terrace cannot be seen.
The river and the sky are completely dust-free, and there is only a solitary moon in the bright sky.
Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people?
Life is endless from generation to generation, and the moon and river look alike every year.
I don’t know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.
The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the green maple pond is full of sorrow.
Who is cheating tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower?
The poor moon wanders upstairs, it should be seen away from the makeup mirror.
The jade door curtain cannot be rolled away, and the fingers on the anvil of clothes are still coming back.
At this time, we look at each other but do not hear each other, and I hope that the moonlight will shine on you.
Swan geese fly long and fast, fish and dragons dive and leap into the water.
Last night I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, and it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring.
The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has fallen in the river pool and is setting in the west again.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang road is endless.
I don’t know how many people will return home by the moon. The falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love.
#Farewell King Eleven South Tour Liu Changqing Rhyme type: enㄣ恩
I hope you have a lot of smoke and water, and your hands are stained with tears.
The flying birds are nowhere to be seen, and the green mountains are empty to people.
The Yangtze River is sailing far away, and the setting sun is spring across the lakes.
Who can see that on Tingzhou, the white apples are full of lovesickness and sorrow.