When Wei is in September, the sequence belongs to Sanqiu. The water is cold and the pool is clear, and the smoke is purple. Yan Yan likes to walk on the road and watch the scenery to worship Afghanistan. Close to Emperor Cheung Chau, you will see the old pavilion where heaven and man are integrated. Mountains and clouds are heavy; Feige is full of blood, and there is no land under it. Heting ancient bamboo, the haunt of poor islands; Gui Dian Lan Gong is the posture of hills. Embroidery, carving. Yamahara has a good eye and Kawasawa is bold. Yan Lu, the hometown of Zhong Mingding's delicious food; Gechuan maze, bluebird Huanglong. Clouds selling rain Ji, colorful. Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color. Fishing boats sing late and resound all over the coast of Peng Li; Yan Zhen was stunned by the cold, and his voice broke Hengyang's pu.
I whispered: I am troubled by danger, I am fierce. Give birth in June, and a loving father will come back to see you; When I was four years old, my uncle took away my mother's ambition. Grandma Liu was lonely and sickly, and she was raised by herself. I was sick and lonely at the age of nine. As for the establishment. Neither an uncle nor a brother. The door is weak and thin, and there is a rest in the evening. A close relative who has no career outside has no answer inside. Standing alone, inseparable. Moreover, Liu Suying's illness often happens in the bed cup. I served soup and medicine and never gave up. Seize the sacred court and bathe and purify. Former satrap Wei Xiao Chen Xiaolian; After the assassination, I was honored as a scholar. I have no master to support, and I would rather die. The imperial edict is special and I am a doctor. Seek the favor of the country, wash the horse and remove the minister. The accusation is humble. I serve the East Palace and can't report to you. I am a minister, but I don't take office. The imperial edict is sharp, but the minister is dull. County persecution, urging ministers to go on the road; The State Council was anxious to light the spark. I'm going to run with a letter, when Liu was sick every day; If you want to cheat, tell me not to: I'm really embarrassed to retreat. Fu Wei was born to rule the world with filial piety, especially when he is old, still educated and lonely. Besides, I'm a junior official and a puppet, and I've been a minister for a long time. This plan is official. I don't care about honor. Today, I conquered this country and captured some prisoners, even humble people. If you are promoted, you will ruin your life. How dare you linger and hope? However, Liu is dying and his life is dying. I have no grandmother, no today; Grandma has no ministers, and her years are endless. Mother and grandson are more interdependent, so it is too small to waste. I am 40-40 this year, and my grandmother Liu is 90-60 this year. I have devoted my life to your majesty, raising Liu Ri. I am willing to beg for it. I have tried, and the people who are not alone in Shu and the herdsmen in Erzhou are well aware of it, which is a real lesson for me. May your majesty be humble and sincere and listen to my humble wishes. Liu Shu was lucky enough to save his life for more than a year. I was born a meteorite and died a grass. I'm at a loss for my fear of dogs and horses, and I want to pay tribute to it.
However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace. But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing. There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
Di Zi fell on Zhu Bei, and his eyes were pitiful. Autumn wind blows gently, and Dongting waves under the leaves. Celebrate the wedding day by boasting a white cup. What's on the tree when the bird is among the apples? In yuan there, and Li Lan, and I think the childe dare not speak. Looking from a distance, look at the flowing water. What do elk eat? What is the source of coke? Chi Chao Ma Yu Xi Gao Jiang, Xi Ji Xi Lu. When I hear that beautiful woman calling me, I will drive away. Build a room in the water, repair it and cover it; Sun wall Xi purple altar, sowing fragrant pepper Xi into the hall; Guidong Xi Lan Residence and Yixinmei Xi Pharmacy; That's a curtain, it's both open; Yes, the town is square; Wu, dazzling Du Heng. A hundred herbs combine with the real court to build a fragrant door. When nine flowers meet, the spirit comes like a cloud. The river donated more than I wanted, and Lipu left more than I wanted. "Zhou Ting ·Xi· Du Ruo will be left behind; It's hard to talk about coming too late suddenly.
I plan to pour water in Bao Zhao, and it is difficult to go. Each one flows east, west, north and south. Life has a life. Ann can sigh or worry. Think wine is tolerant. A toast is hard to cut off the road. If the heart is not wood and stone, there will be no feelings. Want to say or say, and want to do, no longer say anything.
Where is the famous prime minister's office in Shu? In a pine forest near the Silk City. The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves. The third call aggravated his state affairs, and he gave his sincerity to two generations. But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats.
In the book, I resented Lu You's early years, knowing that the world was difficult, and the Central Plains looked to Beiyue. It snowed all night in the building, and the autumn wind dispersed in the iron horse. Stuck on the Great Wall and make an empty promise, the sideburns in the mirror have long faded. When you debut, you can say your real name, but you can't fight for a thousand years.
At night, the bell of Lu Men Song Meng Haoran Mountain Temple came at night, and fishermen boarded the ferry. People walked along the shore to Jiangcun village, and I also returned to Lumen by boat. The moonlight at the deer gate made the mountain tree appear, and I suddenly came to the seclusion of exile. Lonely mountain road and quiet forest road, only hermits come and go gracefully here.
Li Bai, who dreams of climbing Mount Tianmu, will talk about Japan, where the water and fog are hidden in inaccessible places. But the more people talk about the mother mountain, the clouds are light or visible. On a straight line leading to heaven, its peak enters heaven, topped with five sacred peaks, and casts a shadow across China. The Paradise Terrace Mountains are 100 miles long, and it is here that they begin to extend to the southeast. My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue, and they cross Jinghu Lake on a moonlit night. The moon lit up my shadow and I came to Yanhe. Xie 'an is still there, with a loud voice and rippling blue waves. I wore Xie's earliest spiked shoes and climbed the Qingyun ladder. Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space. Thousands of turns, flowers lure me, stones slow me down. The day suddenly ended. Bears, dragons and storms on mountains and rivers disturb forests and shake mountains. Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog. God of thunder and lightning, the mountains are crumbling. Cave stone gate, drain in tiankeng. An impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and the moon illuminate a golden and silver terrace. Wearing rainbow clothes and riding the wind, all the queens of the clouds came and came down one by one. With the tiger as the harp and the phoenix as the dancer, the images of fairies are arranged in rows. I moved, my soul flew and suddenly began to grow. A pillow just for sleeping is my lost cloud. This is the consistent way of human happiness, and all kinds of things will always flow to the east like water. So I'm leaving you. I don't know how long it will take. But let me raise a white deer on my green hillside and ride to you when I need you, Dashan. Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face!
Du Fu of Deng Yueyang Tower I have long heard of Dongting Lake, with Wu in the east and Chu in the south. Now I have finally climbed this tower, and I can see the endless floating of heaven and earth. But no news of my relatives or friends has reached me. I am old and ill, alone with my boat. There are wars and mountains to the north of the Great Wall. How can I not cry here against the railing? .
"Wei Zhuang Bodhisattva" everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and wanderers only join the old in Jiangnan. The spring water is greener than the sky, so tourists can sleep on the boat listening to the rain. The women selling wine in Jiangnan restaurant are all very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow. You must be very sad before you go home.
At night in the pavilion, Du Fu and when the sunlight in winter is shortened on the elemental scale, the end of the world is frost and snow. Stark sounded the fifth watch, drums and horns rang, and stars and Tianhe danced on three mountains. I heard women crying after the battle in the distance, and I saw savage fishermen and woodcutters at dawn. Sleeping dragons and galloping horses are not generals now. They are dust. Be quiet for a while. Oh, the noise of the world. ..
Li Ping led Li He, Shu Tong and Zhang, and the empty mountain stagnated. Jiang Yue wept for Motome's sadness, while Ping Li was playing China. Kunshan jade broken Fengming, hibiscus crying, Xianglan laughing. The cold light melts in front of the twelve gates, and the twenty-three silk moves the purple emperor. Nu Wa makes up the sky by refining stones, and the stones break the ground to stir up the autumn rain. Dream into the holy mountain to teach the gods, and the old fish dance with the waves. Wu Mian leans against the laurel tree, showing his feet and flying obliquely to wet cold rabbits.
When was the autumn moon spent? I know how many small buildings there were last night, and Dongfeng's hometown was unbearable. The moon and the jade carving in the moon should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed it.
Su Mugai? Zhou Bangyan burned agarwood to relieve summer heat. Birds call clear, intrude into the eaves. The leaves of Chuyang have withered all night, and the water is clear and the wind is blowing. My hometown is far away. When will you live in Wumen and travel to Chang 'an? May the fishermen remember each other. In a canoe, I dream of entering furongpu.
"Spring Banquet" is the prelude to "Heaven and Earth" written by Li Baifu from his younger brother Tao Liyuan. Everything goes against the journey and time goes by. And floating like a dream, for joy geometry? The ancients walked by candlelight at night and had good things to do. Kuang Yangchun told me to smoke, and I made a big fake article. It will be a peach blossom garden and a happy family. Tuan Ji Shuai, all for Huilian. We sing, and we are ashamed of our happiness. You didn't get a reward, you can tell me. Give a banquet, sit on flowers, fly feathers and get drunk on the moon. Without a good hymn, why open your arms? If the poem fails, it will be punished according to the number of wines in Jingu.
Will Li Baijun disappear? How did the water of the Yellow River flow out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return? Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night. Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! . Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again. Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! . Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, have a drink. Don't stop, let me sing you a song! . Please listen to what are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? For me. I hope you don't have to wake up. The sober old people and sages are forgotten. Only great drinkers will be immortalized when you are drunk. Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! . Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.
On the moonlit night by the river, Zhang, the spring tide is there, and the bright moon is born on the sea. I travel thousands of miles with the waves, there is no moon on the riverside, the river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines like a moon. Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion. There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky. Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year? Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water. The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss. Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building? Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror. The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil. At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month. Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water. Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned. In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite. I don't know how many people will return to the moon, which is full of rivers and trees.