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What are the pastoral songs of ancient poems with Lin as their words? Seven poems by Wang Wei and a pair of poems by Wang Wei. It is better to plow south acres than to lie high in the east window. The wind is urgent in Ling Du, and the sun sets in Linxi. The fisherman by the apricot altar lives in the Peach Blossom Garden. Spring grass is lush, autumn grass is lush, and pine trees grow in Xia Han. Bull: On August 15, our two Du just flew into the mirror, and they were broadswords. Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven. The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and Lin Jianyu. At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox. A little lower than Wuxia, it is still called Baidicheng. Qi Shenquan Pu Youzhou night drink Zhang said that the breeze blows the rain at night, and the bleak forest moves away. There is a banquet in a high hall, and you can forget the desire of the pool. In the army, it is advisable to dance swords and improvise with heavy notes. If you are not Jiang in the border town, who knows you are in big trouble? In spring, I went to Rainbow Nine to find Meng Haoran, er, the Moon Lake was clear, and everyone sang in spring. There are more flowers in the forest, and the grass Ta is still alive. Wine company to meet each other, * * * statue. When the cup has reached its end, geisha will not stop. Living in a secluded place, Du Xunhe bamboo hut takes village residence, and Shumu's career has its own surplus. White temples should only be used to refine sentences in autumn, and the eyes are mostly copied by leaves. The geese are frightened by the wind and the fishing lights are moving, and the apes are called frost forest acorns. Dai Chenggong traveled to the west, and He Qiu was not invited to sing eight Du Fu jade songs during Qingming Festival, which hurt the maple tree and angered Wushan martial arts. The waves in Jianhe surged in the sky, blocking the clouds and grounding the shade. Cong Ju shed tears again, and the ancient boat is the heart of hometown. Cold clothes push knives and rulers all over the place, and Bai Dicheng Gao Qiu Ji Mu Songpu 17 Li Bai sweeps the screen. Poetry lasts forever, and the green words are full of moss. The tenth tree is heather, and the ten thousand privet trees are forests. Egrets in the mountains, white apes in the streams. Don't break customers' hearts to Qiu Pu and Yuan. Among them, there are 700 poems written by the miscellaneous songs of Luo Ren crossing the Bird Road, and hundreds of poems written by astronomy. * * * There is a foggy path, and you can swim in the mountains and rivers of Donggui. Look at the forest at night and sit in the Mid-Autumn Festival. The fragrance is full of holes and the makeup is reddish. Singing outside the sky and dancing in the royal buildings. White-headed Baijiang hired Maoling women, and Wen Jun gave the white-headed seal as a gift. East flow does not make the west return to the water, and the fallen flowers are ashamed of the forest. Rabbit silk is firm and ruthless, leaning with the wind. Who told that girl Luo Zhi to come and hug her? The two grasses are still one, and Li Yucanying knows nothing about autumn, but she still swims alone in the secluded forest. The old tongue can hear all the roads clearly, and the dark yellow enters the smoke stream. Zuo was born late, and he was in the same boat as Lu, as bright as sheng and broken to the ground. Mo Geng stayed and went home. Lu Hua was cold and desolate. There are 98 poems about immortals written by Zuo Hua, and the first disaster in Caotang is long. Millions of girls climb mangroves in the setting sun every year. In the palace, Yulin and Kunlun are high in color. Huanglong lost his tail, led Lang away, and left my concubine in my home, where to find her. The wind is full of Yutu Mountain, I don't know if spring is in the forest, which is a good place to go. Crimson leaves began to fly in the morning, and yellow flowers were less than ten days old. Surprising birds often use strange trees, asking people to be half drunk to be laurel. It's been nine days now, because elder brother has been Ji's master for several years, and Yi has been working together to stop him. I remember that night when Erlintong was listening to the rain, Zhu Zhai forgot to sleep. Peach Blossom Rock in Anzhaoshan sends Liu Wan Li to the East Valley, where he will travel across the western world. The tree wants to cover the sun, but the cliff wants to lean on the moon, Yuan. The grass turns wild and the flying radish shakes the spring smoke. Walking into the stone house in the distance, Xuan opened up the field. Only this forest makes sense, and there is no middle edge of the area. Say goodbye to the two stops, stay overnight in Xunyang and watch the incense burner peak. Meng Haoran hangs thousands of miles, and the mountain name has not been met. (2) Boating a boat and looking at Yang Guo, only watching the incense burner peak. Read "Biography of Yuan" and never forget it. 3 Lindong is close to the house, and Wenzhong is in the sunset.

There are "Lin" and "Song" or, short sentences, inspirational 10 points, pine trees in the forest are covered with clouds, and Tibet is happy to welcome the spring. Songtao bursts into the valley, and the roots are deep blue.

Who can write 10 ancient poems, words or modern famous sentences with the word' Lin'? A single tree does not make a forest, and a single store does not make a market. When the disaster came, the husband and wife Shi Ben and the forest bird flew away respectively. Song and Huang Tingjian: Thousands of Rain Warblers make friends and break up. Tang Mazong: The forest is windy and rich in words. Anshi, Wang Song: At dusk, the wind and rain hit the garden, and the residual chrysanthemums fell all over the ground. A light frost kills a grass, but a strong wind cannot destroy thousands of forests. People vote for people and birds vote for the forest. Stone people grow bamboo, it takes one year to become a forest, and one person grows bamboo, and it takes ten years to become a forest. Shu should be a forest, and people should be in groups. There are many stars in the sky, and many trees on the ground have become forests. There are no big fish in the new pond and no long trees in the new forest. Tang Hanshan: Xia, who died in a deep forest, was born a farmer. Stand up straight and speak without flattery. A foreign soldier cannot become a general, and a single tree cannot become a forest. A small fire can destroy a century-old forest. Du Fu in Tang Dynasty: Yulu withered maple forest, Wuwu gorge was weak.

Li Bai's poem 1 contains the word Lin to bid farewell to the monks in Tuolin Temple (the first sentence). When seeing the guests off, Yue gave a white ape a crow. Laugh goodbye to Lushan Mountain, why bother with Huxi? 2. Jujube crossing Qilin ferry sent Wanju (the first two sentences) westbound through Dalan Mountain and came to Qilin ferry in the south. The water is blue and the forest is smoky. Lou swallowed and the waves rushed to the note. The stars fall into the pool, and the dragons open water mist. Xiuyan injection gate, abrupt Chen Jiao's tomb. The mountain is steep, fen gan, chuan Ming repeatedly tried. Think of Master Wan, quench your thirst, and relax your mind. When I see the light, I will sing a beautiful sentence. 3. Xin Linpu sends his friends away from the wind (the first sentence). The tide must be credible, and the weather is the southern peace period. Turn to the northwest in the morning and southeast wind at dusk. In this way, the south hangs up, and the ceremony benefits acacia. The moon and the sea are broken, and the river is green. Yesterday, the plum blossoms in Beihu Lake were covered with branches. At present, Dongmen Liu is in favor of Alice. I'm going to light some stones. Snow fell one after another on the river, and the guests were sad. Farming Lin Xinpu, empty sing thank you for your poem. 4. On the river, send Yuan Liulin Zong (the fourth residence). Frost falls into the river and maple leaves are green. The guest is sad in autumn, and the road is never bitter. Canglang is like a river, and the sky is hiding at the end of the day. The pavilion is near the forest, and the ape's name is Huan. At night, the river turns to Hanshui, and it looks wider. The cool wind is rustling and the water is flowing. Pusha is as clean as washing, and the sea is bright and bright. Lan Jiao is empty, and Joan Zuo Shu quenches her thirst. Oh, my heart is in Cangzhou, and I won't take it away at the end of the year. Enjoy Po's complacency. Who is Xingyuan? 5, Lushan Tuolin Temple night (two sentences) I am looking for violet rain and go to Xiecheng Que alone. The frost is clear in the clock, and the water is white and white. Heaven is fragrant and empty, and heaven is not grateful. The banquet was silent, motionless and unscathed. It's really Xin, and there are often robberies. There are also some Li Bai's poems with only Erh Lin characters.

Label: Poetry? Li Bai? The first part uses the word Lin: making sentences with different knowledge. Next part: Serve idioms well, serve idioms well.

Seek all kinds of poems with the word "Lin". What can tourists do when they go to Fenglin at night and the moon is full of empty mountains? Wuqu Mountain has high clouds and deep air, and it is dark and flat for a long time. No one in the forest knows you, but it is the eternal heart in the voice. Parking in Zuo Ai Fenglin is late, and the frosty leaves are red in February. Only then did I know that listening to the golden cage is not as comfortable as the Woods. I don't know, except my comrade-in-arms Mingyue. The forest is easy to watch, and Xi is idle for seagulls. In late autumn, smoke rises and maple trees rustle in the forest. The forest shadow sings to the silence, and the grass pond listens to the tiles alone. On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops. Cool since the bear fell from the tree, the deer in the forest drank the stream. Fang waited for the big brigade to cover up and kill, and the mountain was screaming.

Poems about Ci Lin, Du Mu in the mountains, cold rocks on Jingpo, and people. Stop to sit and love late, and the double leaves are red in February. At dusk in spring, no one asks the fallen petal outside Cao Gui, and the green Ran Ran is all over the world. The warbler crows to the silent place, and the grass pond listens to the frog crows alone. Bodhisattva Li Man Baipinglin is misty, and the cold mountain area is sad. When the color enters a tall building, someone upstairs is sad. My footsteps stood empty, and the birds hurried back to fly. Where is the return trip? Long pavilion Geng short pavilion.

Poems with the words "Lin", "Cheng" and "Yun" are hard to find except for "Yun". Only the first poem has two words, and Du is marked in bold. On behalf of the Tang Dynasty, Du Muchao, the author of A Journey to the Mountain, went to Hanshan by an oblique stone path, and there were also people in Bai Yunsheng. Ting che rides in love with Fenglin late, and the frost leaves are red in February. Zhu Dunru's "Partridge Sky" song I am a landscape lang. Tianjiao is divided into Fu and Shu Kuang. I once gave Yu a wind ticket, but I was tired of leaving a cloud to borrow a monthly ticket. Ten thousand poems and one thousand wines. A few times, I focused on the marquis. Left, Jin Quegui, Luoyang Meihua drunk. "Qinyuanchun Changsha" Time: Modern Author: * * Independent Qiu Han, Xiangjiang River North, Orange Island. You see the mountains and plains, and the layers of forests are all dyed; The river is full of water, and hundreds of people compete for the flow. The eagle strikes the sky, the fish is shallow, and all kinds of frost fight for freedom. Lonely, ask Mindy, who is in charge of ups and downs? I took hundreds of couples to travel and recall the past. I was so proud and so thick. Just a classmate and teenager, in full bloom; Scholar spirit, waving chi Fang Qiu. Pointing out the mountains and inspiring words, soil used to be used by thousands of families. Remember, when the midstream hit the water, the waves stopped the speedboat! "Spring Snow in Qinyuan" Time: Modern Author: * * Northern scenery, thousands of miles of ice, Wan Li snow. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, Wei is arrogant; When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum. Mountain dancing silver snake, Yuan Chi wax elephant, want to compare with the weather. It must be a sunny day, and it is particularly enchanting to see Sue wrapped in red makeup. There are so many beauties in Jiangshan, and countless heroes bend over. Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, Shao Xun * * *. A generation of tianjiao, Genghis Khan, can only shoot Ada sculpture with a bow. These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people. Pu Saman, Mo Yan, Yan Ruzhi, authors Li Bai, Tang, Dai, Mo Yan, Hanshan. Some people are sad upstairs in the dark Ru high-rise building. The jade steps stand empty, and the birds return to Ji. Where is the return trip? Long pavilion with short pavilion. Pro-Jiang Xian rolled the Yangtze River eastward. Author Yang Chao rolled the Yangtze River eastward, and the waves scoured out heroes. Right and wrong, white turned his head. Castle Peak still exists, the sun still rises and the sunset still sets. On the white hair bridge in Zhu Jiang, I often watch the autumn moon and the spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is like a phoenix. How many things in the past and how many times have been put into the conversation. Qin Guan, the fairy writer of Queqiao Fairy, was clever in Song Dynasty, flying stars spread grievances, and Yin and Han secretly crossed the line all the way. When Kim met him, he won, but there are countless people in the world. Tenderness is like water, ritual is like a dream, and I will go home from Queqiao. If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, you can't stay up all night. Li Qingzhao, author of drunken flowers, misty clouds and sorrowful chanting of the sun, sings of the misty clouds and sorrowful chanting of the sun in the Song Dynasty. On holidays, there are double ninth festival, jade pillow gauze kitchen, and the class night is cool. Put wine in the east after dusk. And Dimfragrance and sleeves. Mo Tao is not charming, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. Song Li Qingzhao's Easy Cut Plum, Red Lotus Roots and Autumn Remnant Jade. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lanzhou alone. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building. China drifts, and water flows by itself. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. This situation can be eliminated, only under the brow, but in the heart. How does the midnight song writer Li Yu's "Wu Dai" avoid the sadness of life? What is the limit of ecstasy? When my old country, Meng, returned, I felt tears hanging down my eyes. Who is the tallest building? Remember Qiu's words. The past is empty, still like a dream. Yu Lou Chun hates the authors Cao Changting Road, Qingyang Square, Yan Shuchao, Song. It's easy to throw people away when you are young. Dream at five o'clock on the roof, rain at the end of flowers and leaves in March. Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality and bitterness. An inch is still a thousand strands. Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. Xi Jiangyue travels on Huangsha Road at night, and the author Xin Qiji's surprise in the Song Dynasty is that the magpie is the moon, and the breeze chirps at midnight. Shuo is rich in rice and flowers. Listen to the frogs. Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and two or three are in front of the rainy mountain. In the old days, Maodian community was next to the forest. The road turned to the stream head and suddenly I saw it. "Sai's Next Four Songs" Time: Tang Author: Lulun a dark meadow, there are still generals trying to shoot arrows at night. Dawn went to look for the arrow, which had gone deep into the edge of the stone. "Yellow Crane Tower" Time: Tang Author: Xiren has gone, and now only the Yellow Crane Tower is left. The yellow crane does not return to the world, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water and the grass grows quickly. But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy. Temple behind the broken mountain temple: Tang Author: Chang Jian, in the pure morning, near the old temple, where the treetops are lit with dawn. My road has twists and turns, through a sheltered depression, Zen fragrant flowers and trees deep. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. It's silent here, but the rest of the clock is silent. Li Si's five poems were written by Yuan Zhen in Tang Dynasty, Zeng Canghai, Feiyun in Chu Wushan. Lazy looking back at flowers, half the sky takes classes in Yuan Jun. Du Fu, the author of "Sending Flowers", has been in charge of Jincheng in the Tang Dynasty, half in the river and half in the clouds. : //zuciwang/zhuanti/ the meaning of this word. Lyrics should only exist in the sky, and people can listen to them several times. Author of "Batu Map">

There is the word "Lin" in The Book of Songs. The Book of Songs, Xiaoya, Fistula, Baihua, Baihua, Zuo, Bai Mao, Zi Yuan, left me alone. Ying Ying white clouds, exposed to the grass, trudged, while his son was still alive. The pond flows northward, soaking in rice fields, singing sad songs and thinking about others. Zuo is paid, baked in the oven and distinguished, which really makes me feel bad. Gu Zhong is in the palace, listening to his voice outside, thinking about his son, and taking me as the previous step. You have cranes in the beam and forest. It's really hard for me to learn from others. Yuanyang was in Liang, slapping his left wing, and his son was unscrupulous and virtuous. You beat the stone, your shoes are humble, and your children are far away, which makes me embarrassed. You crane in the forest.

Label: Poetry? Li Bai? The first part uses the word Lin: making sentences with different knowledge. Next part: Serve idioms well, serve idioms well.