The grass leaves the palace and turns to the evening. What makes a lonely cloud?
The mountains and rivers are the same, but the people in the city are different.
Reed flowers grow old with me everywhere. Who will fly next to the swallows in my hometown?
From now on, I will leave Jiangnan Road and become a cuckoo with blood.
Nanyuan
Why didn't the great man take weapons to collect the fifty States of the mountain?
Please go to see the paintings of the founder heroes with pictures. Another scholar was once called the aristocrat of a million families?
1 1 April 4th is a stormy day.
I lay sprawled in my lonely country, not feeling sad about my situation, but thinking about defending the frontier of the country.
The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.
Border songs
The mountains in May are still full of snow, only cold, and the grass can't see the grass.
Spring can only be imagined in the flute "Folding Willow", but it has never been seen in reality.
The soldiers fought the enemy in the golden drum during the day and slept in the saddle at night.
I hope that the sword hanging around my waist can quickly pacify the border and serve my country.
Recover the north and south of the Yellow River
The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat.
Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily.
On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine.
Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .
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