Zhang Zai, a poet in the Western Jin Dynasty

There are only a dozen poems by Zhang Zai, most of which are here. See if there's a match.

Shuhuai

Trekking mountains and rivers, leaving thousands of miles. Andy cry disambiguation, mohs silk.

The clouds are lovely, the rain is off, and the heart is full.

Give five chapters of Fu Xian's poems to Li Si.

Trying to keep my family, the toilet is at the end. Bath the source of fragrance and develop a training mode.

Again, I'm willing to draw the secret.

Standing on the foundation is too high, and being empty is worship. Clear the rules and let Dis rush.

Tanner is not good, and he is integrated with light. Well, I'm confused. I'm pregnant with the wind.

Blue sea and Tang Tang, a trickle. The scale lives in Longxiang, and the bird is Mu Fengfei.

Looking up at the scenery, the clouds can violate it. If you don't see a gentleman, you are thirsty and hungry.

You go back in time, and you're out of line. The foreign land is terrible, and the emperor is crowned.

I am so steep, who can surpass me? Go out to slaughter and defend, and sow seedlings.

When I entered the Pitty Temple, I praised Tao Jun. Tao kong,.

The spirit of the emperor shines on obsidian, and English is applied to wine. Budweiser contains elements for philosophers.

Yu He Honglie, the real son is really lost. Think about the opportunity, think about the poor and wonderful God.

Wang has a degree and a good literature. Autumn flourishes and spring flourishes.

Clearing algae is both vibration and Yu Naibin. The wind and cloud are smooth, and the sound is shocking everywhere.

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Otani pomegranate is the best in wood. The skin is like jelly, and the juice is like clear wrasse.

Jiangnan is full of sugar cane and Zhangye is full of persimmons. March 8th Huang Gan, Suqian, Guazhou.

All these products are very beautiful and fast. The thirsty man thinks of the tape of the inscription.

Day after day, the circle is as usual. Enthusiastically climbing hibiscus branches in Tanggu.

10: 00, Tanggu will fly to Wan Li. Across the world, I suddenly dive.

The strength is gradually declining, and the temple is finally brilliant. It used to be spring moonlight, but now it is autumn grass.

Spirit is like a cat, and the sun and moon are like lightning. The autumn wind is ringing at night, and the frost is sad for the old home.

The grandmother lost the orchid garden, the grass was exhausted and the cheese was gone. Melody, melody, Xiang Yan, farewell to Yan.

Jade muscle and claw elements should be visible when breathing. Fold your chest and think lightly about your clothes, but forget to fan in and out.

Look at things changing over time and take into account known changes.

Lin Yu

Xunshuo, Lin Yuyu, Meng Mei fell day and night. How to get rid of troubles and buy wine to attract relatives?

Chorus, silk and bamboo, actors play strange secrets. Sad song wind, escape back to autumn.

Bring danger to others

I have been in China for several years. Jia is in front of his old friends.

It is said that it will be a distant day and it will take care of it forever. My son is not built, and CoCo Lee is worried.

If I lose my good friend, who will talk to me? One day I was Sanqiu, and I was three years old.

How far away from home, I feel back in Sichuan.

Zhao Yin

Although the source is different, it is actually very easy. There are regrets in the mountains, and the world is really tired.

You can't watch it when you are young. The stork heron follows the high column, and its number belongs to Thailand.

Although I hide it in my heart, I am * * *. If you didn't see the Wushan fire, would Zhiai leave?

Come on, donate, get rid of the world. Proud of the extension, calm down, silly.

Two Poems of Seven Injuries

The autumn wind spits out the business atmosphere, and the bleak forest is swept away. Birds sing and cicadas sing silently.

In the white dew, the night knot, the wood falls. Zhu Guangchi went to the north, and the floating scenery sank in the west.

Looking around, I can't see anything but the shade of pines and cypresses. Paulownia branches in Susu, engaging in solitary birds.

Listen to Li Hongming and listen to the ducklings sing. Sadness is easy to be sentimental, and touching things increases sadness.

The mountain dragon is far away, and the lingering thoughts are deep. Worried about turning white, who can worry?

Wandering to Changfeng, tears stained my skirt.

How many mountains are there in the north? There are four or five in Gaoling. Excuse me, whose grave? They are all masters of the world.

Gongwen is far away, and the original mausoleum is gloomy and embarrassing. Since the chaos of the season, thieves are like wolves.

Once the soil is destroyed, the house will be opened for you. The pearl leaves the jade body and sees the treasure.

The garden bed became a market, and all the ridges were blocked. Thorns are born, and paths are vertical.

Between foxes and rabbits, filth never returns. Decapitation culture, germination culture.

It used to be Wan, but now it's Qiu Zhongtu. Feeling other people's words, I feel sad to death.

Dengcheng baitu building

The heavy city winds, and the flying space rises. Tired buildings and clouds, mountains and space.

Gao turned to look at and often octagonal. The ridge west of Minshan Mountain is as steep as a witch.

Squatting and covering the ground, cultivating beautiful vegetables in situ. Although Tang Yao lives in the world, people have enough food.

In a gloomy town, this unstable ethnic group lives. The street skills are wrong, and the road is long.

Excuse me, Yang Zizhai, I want to see Changqing Road. Cheng Zhuo bothered her daughter, and she lived in luxury for five days.

There are even riders at the door, and Wu Gou is waist-high in green. Shi Ding enters at any time, and this harmony is wonderful and special.

Picking autumn oranges in the forest and catching spring fish in the river. Black spots fly, and there are more fruits than crabs.

The fragrant tea crown is six clear, and the overflowing taste spreads to the nine districts. Life is easy, we can chat and have fun.

Si Wu Jiang ge

When the autumn wind is beautiful, the Wujiang River is full of water and the perch is fat. It's a pity that I haven't returned for three thousand miles.

Four Poems of Quasi-Four Sorrow

What I want is in the South Nest, and I want to follow it. It hurts to climb the cliff and hope to make friends with tears.

Beauty left the cloth in my test tube, so why did she give it away? I hope I will go far because of the wind, but I will never increase my admiration.

What I think is in New Moon and May, and I want to follow it. Climbing the cliff, I will never see tears again, and my heart will be sad.

Beauty left me out of the cloud nine, why should I be connected? I hope that the separation between the two places will never increase because of the flood return.

My thoughts are in Long Yuan, and I want to go to Qinshan. Climbing up the cliff, looking at the quadruple from a distance, my heart hurts and annoys.

The beautiful woman left me two horns. Why did she give me a jade ring? I hope because the clouds are too heavy, I will never sigh.

My mind is in Yingzhou, and I want to follow the road. It hurts to climb the cliff and watch the tears drop by drop.

Beauty left me a touch of green pipa, why did you give me a pair of double nanjin? I hope that because the current waves are too heavy and too deep, they will not increase forever.