Second, the breeze and bright moon don't cost a penny, and Yushan is not pushed-Li Bai's Xiangyang Song
Third, but let me, on my green slope, raise a white deer and ride to you when I need you, the mountain-Tianmu Mountain in Li Bai's dream.
Four, things have been dug up, clothes have been brushed away, and you will hide when you become famous-Li Bai's "chivalry"
Five, the last two sentences of Xu Zhimo's "In Biekangqiao": I left gently, just as I came gently, waving my sleeves, no.
Take away a cloud.
Six. Pants go out laughing, we are Artemisia people. A ladle of muddy wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight. -from Tang Li Bai
Children in Nanling don't enter Beijing.