Tang Libai
The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain.
On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
2. Say goodbye to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou
Tang Libai
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
3. Early Baidu City
Tang Libai
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
4. Tomb-Sweeping Day
Don Dumu
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
5. Looking at Tianmen Mountain
Tang Libai
The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island.
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
6. To Wang Lun
Tang Libai
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
7. A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night
Tang Li Shangyin
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
8. China Travel Bank
Tang Libai
Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light.
But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.
9. Break up with Xinjian at Furong Inn
Don Wang Changling
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
10, Homecoming Book
Tang He Zhang Zhi
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed.
When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.
1 1 Meet Li Guinian by the river.
Don du fu
In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times.
Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.
12, Xixi, Chuzhou
Don Wei Wu Ying
Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees.
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.
13, night parking near Fengqiao
Tang zhangji
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
14, I heard the flute on the wall of Shouxiang at night.
Don
The sand in front of Lefeng is as white as snow, and the moonlight outside the city is like autumn frost.
I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.
Wuyi Lane 15
Don Liu Yuxi
There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane.
Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.
16, Bo Qinhuai
Don Dumu
Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant.
Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.
17, the word of spring
Don Liu Yuxi
It's a good day to make up the new Red Mansion and have a deep garden.
Go to the court and look up at the new flowers. Dragonflies fly to the head of Hosta.
18, vacationing in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.
Don
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
19, flute in Los Angeles on spring nights.
Tang Libai
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.
20. Chang 'e
Tang Li Shangyin
The mica screen was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.