Author: Lu Xun
What do you want from the delivery of the canopy, but you dare not turn over and meet each other.
A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine.
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu.
Crossing Huaqing Palace quatrains
Du Mu
Chang 'an looked back and embroidered.
There are thousands of doors open on the top of the mountain.
As soon as I ride the world of mortals and laugh,
No one knows it's litchi.
red wall
Du Mu
The iron is not for sale,
Learn from the past.
East wind is not convenient for Zhou Lang,
Bronze sparrow lock Er Qiao Spring.
Jiang Nanchun's quatrains
Du Mu
Thousands of warblers sing green and reflect red,
Flag wind of Shuicunshan fruit wine.
480 temples in the Southern Dynasties,
How many towers of smoke and rain
feel
The longest weeping willow in western Anhui was once blown by the spring breeze all day.
I can't bear to climb up and down, but I can still see it.
Wu Wu Jiang ting
(Tang) Du Mu
The victory or defeat of a strategist is unexpected,
Bao shame is a man.
There are many gifted children in Jiangdong.
The comeback is unknown.