The Book of Songs Picking Wei
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere.
The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry.
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The bean sprouts were picked again and again, and Osmunda japonica just came out of the ground. I said I went home, but it hasn't come true by the end of the year. No wife, no home, all to fight the armadillo. I don't have time to live and rest, just to fight the armadillo.
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
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What a good spring rain! It seems to know the change of seasons. When spring comes, it will come naturally. With the gentle breeze floating quietly at night, it moistens everything gently and silently. The sky over the wild path was overcast and dark, and only the boat on the river was still lit with a solitary lamp. In the morning, watch the spring flowers everywhere in the drizzle, which are blooming in beautiful Chengdu.
"Xijiang takes Huangsha Road on a moonlit night"?
Don't be surprised at the bright moon,
At midnight, the breeze blew cicadas.
Daohuaxiang said harvest,
Listen to the frogs.
There are seven or eight stars in the sky.
Before it rains at two or three o'clock.
In the past, beside the forest in Maodian community,
This road turns to the creek bridge.
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The bright moon on the horizon rose to the treetops, alarming the magpies to fly away from the branches. In the cool evening breeze, cicadas are chirping in the distance. Waves of fragrant rice flowers seem to tell (pedestrians): "This year is another bumper harvest year", when waves of frogs' cheerful cries came from my ears. The twinkling stars appeared and disappeared, and it was raining in front of the mountain. Where is the cabin shop near the earth temple by the Woods? Turning the corner, Mao Dian suddenly appeared in front of him.
The banks of the Yellow River were recaptured by the imperial army?
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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Sichuan, south of Jianmenguan, suddenly heard the news of recovering northern Hebei. When I first heard the news, I was so surprised that I cried and my clothes were wet. Looking back at his wife and children, I don't know where my usual worries have gone; I rolled up my collection of poems at random, and I was almost crazy with joy. During the day, I will sing loudly and indulge myself; The beautiful spring scenery just accompanied me back to my hometown. We'll set off at once, take a boat from the dam, cross the Wuxia, go downstream to Xiangyang, Hubei, and then go north from Xiangyang to Luoyang.
Qingpingle villager ju
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.
Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it?
The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages.
I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.