Chai Lu
No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard.
Go back to the depths of the forest and shine at me from the green moss.
The Hanjiang River is flooding.
Three branches in the south reach Chu territory, and nine branches flow to Jingmen.
The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no.
Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky.
These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! .
Autumn sentiment in mountain residence
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Writing friendship poems is:
Looking at the moon and thinking about a Tang Zhang Jiuling in the distance
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
So I left my message to the moon and then turned to my bed, hoping to have a dream.
Tang Dumu is staying.
There are no good traveling companions in the hotel; The sad heart seems to have solidified.
Recalling the cold light and returning to my hometown to recall the past; Like a flock of lost geese.
The road to my hometown is too far away. I will come back at dawn, and the letter from home will not be sent to this place until next year.
The Cangjiang River in the moonlight, the scenery is so beautiful, and the fishing boat is in front of my house.
Memories of Brothers on a Moonlit Night Don Du Fu
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
Write ancient poems that cherish time;
Sing the moon anonymously
Last night's round was not tonight's round,
Twelve full moons a year,
How many hours can a teenager spend?
However, it is doubtful whether the circle will shrink.
Witch hazel soup Du Qiuniang
I advise you to cherish your youth.
I advise you not to cherish witch hazel,
There are flowers that can be folded straight,
Don't wait until there are no flowers to break branches.
Persuade Yan Zhenqing.
Night light, five chickens,
It's time for men to read.
Black hair didn't know to study hard,
Bai Shoufang regrets studying late.
I finally found it. I found three articles of each kind, all of which are short and pithy. Hehe, I hope I can win it! !