It's a long time coming —— One hundred and thirty rhymes of Tang Bai Juyi's "Wandering Dance Town Temple"
Pei Shanshan is full of money. -Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Clothes and Feathers
The wind blows the leaves in the mountains. -Song Lizhiyi's "Chaozhong Cuo Kai Lake Immersed in the Distant Sky"
Shanshan, it rained heavily at night. -Song Xin Qiji's Linjiang Fairy Nighttalk Nantang Xinwaxiang
Listening to Shanshan in the room. -Song Xin Qi Ji's "Linjiang Xianzhai-Like a Golden Cup to Teach Change"
Jade star goes down to the moon. -Don Pi Rixiu's "Guizi in Tianzhu Temple on August 15th"
Zhu Pei Keshan. -Tang Hanshan's Poem 303
It is raining in Mao Mao in front of the building. -Yuanyuan Haowen, "Qing Ping Le, Wandering from the Intestine"
Pei Xiaoshan in the tuyere circle. -Yuanyuan Haowen, "Treading on the Sand and Hooking the Moon"
The fragrance of Shanshan curled up. -Yuanyuan Haowen, "Dead Hua Lian, Urgent Drum, Early Bell, Urging Dawn"
2. The poem Zhang Ji-Sauvignon Blanc-Coral Sea Branch is given to Chun Yan every year.
Zhang Ji-Zage, Sauvignon Blanc-the sea on a coral branch is sent to Chun Yan every year. Li Shangyin —— Three Poems —— Jade Wheels Looking after Rabbit's Primitive Creatures, Coral with Iron Mesh Without Branches.
Li He-Yao Huale-Wu Xia, hanging tail, Longpan Mountain, and Jiang Chenghai's beautiful face.
Mutu-Du Qiuniang's Poems-Coral Crushes High Maids.
Yuan Zhen-Lianchang Palace Ci-The curtain is not dark in the morning, and the coral hook has been hung up to now. Yuan Zhen-the rabbit silk osmanthus tree was born in the middle of the month, and the coral stone was born.
William Wang-swallow-coral table has a red cosmetic mirror and a blue silver reed mica fan.
Li Shangyin-miscellaneous songs have no sorrow, but fruits have sorrow-stepping on the clouds together, hideous, and Niu Shan breaking the coral sound. Du Fu-bid farewell to Kong Chao's father Jiangdong for illness and present Li Bai-left a long poem between heaven and earth, and the fishing rod wanted to brush the coral tree.
Du Fu-Gu Li invited Sima Di's three pictures of mountains and waters-red coral is short and green Ficus pumila is long.
Lu Guimeng —— Harmony Songs and Restaurants —— Falling flowers and fragrance, drunkenness and sorrow.
It is difficult for Lu to walk-a mandarin duck on a coral leaf and a chick in a phoenix nest.
Feng Yansi-Linjiang Xianzi-Peach blossoms are cold and red, and youth is depressed.
Li He-Miscellaneous Ballad and Li Furen Song-The red wall is listless, and the prostitutes on the stage face each other from a distance.
Li Bai-Yu Hu Yin-changed the number of dragons and horses into the sky and gave coral white jade whip.
Han Jiaobie Li Mingfu-Drunk dancing king turtle shell bed, charming angry steed coral column.
Qi Huan-Nagato Resentment-Thousands of tears on the coral pillow, not missing you but hating you. Du Fu —— A Lonely Man —— Cui Wei's Coral Branches of Fusang Rizhao.
Du Fu, the banquet cave of Zheng Yima's family, is naturally Qin Lou holding up Zheng Gu. When she heard the noise, she heard Shanshan's voice. Cen Can-sent a secretary to pour Liu Xianggong into the river by the judge, and then made a pilgrimage to Chang 'an, a province outside the river, taking many powerful people with her.
Wei Zhuang-Snow Feldspar, Who Will Give Snow-Yao Shu is suddenly in the mountains, and the west wind is late.
Li Bai-singing the pomegranate in the neighbor's east window-coral reflects the green water, which is not as bright as it is.
Text-Ququ and Huyin Ge-Zulong yellow beard coral whip, iron horse, gold face, blue money.
Gu Kuang-Song of Lu Zhang-Sages are not expensive, but you can live in exotic goods. Who will buy jade and coral? Li Shen-Nagato Resentment-Thousands of tears on the coral pillow, not missing you but hating you. Han Han-Yanzhou sent Li Mingfu to Suzhou to court-Lu was in the room in the morning and evening, and corals were in full bloom.
3. Do poems with the word "mountain" have feelings? Old yellow covers me, and I miss you, and the bamboo leaves tears.
The beautiful and quiet girl is busy at the fork of the country road. Ran Ran is full of soft stripes and leaves are falling.
The rolled-up sleeves are clearly visible in her hands, and a gold bracelet is worn on her white wrist. She wears a sparrow gold hairpin on her head and an emerald green jade on her waist.
The pearls are shining, and corals and pearls are interspersed. Luo Yi is swaying, fluttering and returning with the wind.
Her look back left a charming light, and the smell of her whistle was like the smell of orchids. Everyone on the road stopped and refused to go away, and the rest were stupid enough to forget to eat.
Someone asked where the girl was, and her family lived at the south gate of the city. The green painted tower is on the road, and two doors are tied to the big house.
The girl's face is like the morning sun. Who doesn't love her moving face? What did the matchmaker do? Why not send a bride price in time to set off the engagement? A girl must love a noble person, but a virtuous man is hard to find.
To put it bluntly, how do you know what kind of person she is looking for? Youth bloomed in the boudoir, and in the middle of the night came the voice of her sigh. A paulownia tree on the surface of Dongting Lake is difficult to walk and is trapped by frost and waves.
In the past, my heart shone brightly, but now I am lying in the yellow sand and dying. Luoyang famous worker plays pipa for a moment.
Bai Bizhi's mind learns the bright moon, and coral reflects the beauty of flowers. When the emperor sees the reward, he can't forget it and supports the construction of the chapter.
Suppress and destroy a female bomb, and diligently promote Chu Mingguang. Every year, every month, I stay up all night for a gentleman.
Don't worry about the water flowing east before you pick a woman and abandon her. Luoyang's daughter's name is Mochow. Mochow could weave beautiful flowers at the age of thirteen and pick mulberry heads at the age of fourteen.
Fifteen married Lu Jiafu, sixteen born Hou Zi. Lujia Lanfang is a beam with turmeric and storax in it.
Twelve lines of gold on the head, five in the first step. Linjiang fairy is cold and red, peach blossoms are floating, and youth is depressed.
The curtain of the painting building is light and cold. After the drinkers dispersed, he languished alone.
The setting sun is thousands of miles away, and even the grass is fragrant, which makes people sad. Young as he was throwing the ball, Wang Sun was talented. He climbed high and got drunk at night and forgot to go back.
Appreciate the coral trees in Glen, and pour the affectionate amber cups. I hope Qian Qian is old, and Jin Ju will be happy every autumn.
He often handed me this drawing, which is from "Shigu" and "Shigu Song", and advised me to try it. Du Fu is gone. Li Bai is dead. What can my poor talent do for Shigu? .
When the power of the Zhou Dynasty was weak and people's grievances in China were boiling, Emperor Xuandi was furious and waved his sacred spear. And open his big audience, accept all the tributes, and kings and lords come before him with sonorous weapons.
They hunted in Qiyang, proving their marksmanship, and the fallen birds and animals were scattered for 3 thousand miles. This discovery was recorded and told the new generation that these drums were cut from protruding cliffs and made of stone.
Poets and craftsmen, all the first steps, creation and chisel-set in the mountains. It's raining, moxibustion, wildfire burning, ghosts guarding you. oh
Where will he find the trace on this paper? Loyal to the original, without changing a hair. The meaning is deep, the phrase is obscure and difficult to read, and the style of the characters is neither square nor tadpole-shaped.
Time has not conquered the beauty of these letters, and the sword is sharp. Like a phoenix dance, like an angel hovering down, like a jade coral tree with staggered branches.
Golden rope and iron rope lock Niuzhuang, like a fragrant tripod thrown into the sea, like a dragon sky. Historians forgot to collect these ancient poems in order to make the music songs of the two books more colorful and compelling.
Confucius traveled in the west, but not to Qin. He chose our planet and stars, but missed the sun and the moon. It's a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, and I can't help crying when I think of these beautiful things.
I remember that when I was awarded the highest degree, it was the first year of Yuanhe. A friend of mine, who was in the western camp at that time, offered to help me remove these ancient relics.
I took a shower, changed my clothes, and then made a request to the headmaster, stressing to him the rarity of these most precious things. They can be wrapped in blankets and packed in boxes. Ten barrels can only hold a few camels.
Like a high incense burner, add luster to the palace, otherwise their brilliance and value will increase by a hundredfold. If the monarch shows them to universities, students can study them and decipher them without doubt.
Many people, attracted to the cultural capital, will soon gather from all corners of the empire. We can wash the moss, pick out the dirt, restore the original surface and put them in a suitable and safe place forever.
Covered by a huge building with a wide eaves, where they won't suffer as before. But government officials are used to it. Please be grateful to me.
So the shepherd boy beat the drums to make a fire, and the cows polished their horns on it, and no one dealt with them devoutly. Still aging and rotting, they may be erased soon. For six years, I have been sighing for them and singing to the west.
The familiar handwriting of Wang Xizhi, although beautiful, can have several pages, only for a few white geese. But now, eight generations after the week, all the wars are over, why doesn't anyone care about these drums?
The empire is peaceful, the government is free, poets are respected again, Confucianism and men. Anneng is still on the list, and it really needs an eloquent flow, just like a cataract.
But, alas, my voice, in my song of stone drums, turned into a pleading voice choked by my own tears. To make matters worse, the broom and the hairpin, with pink faces, met temporarily among the flowers.
Know what I mean, sympathize with you, you must ask for it. Outside the sand curtain, the rain is gurgling, and [1] the spring scenery is fading.
[2] Luozhou can't tolerate five more cold. [3] I don't know if the guests in the dream [4] are greedy for pleasure.
[5] Don't lean on the fence, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. When the running water goes in spring, Ruan Lang returns to the east wind to blow water, and the mountain is in question, and spring is long and idle.
Lovelorn, drunk, drunk in my dream. Her voice is silent, and her makeup in the evening is incomplete.
I miss Zhu Yan and live alone at dusk. ? Heaven and earth.
Fragrance is an ear, wax is a tear, like the hearts of two people. Pillow fatigue, kam cold, sleep more disabled.
Wandering around and flying all over the sky. Where is abundance? The moon shines at dusk.
Coral glows when hung in the mirror, and flat-headed slaves carry shoes. What do you expect from life? I hate not marrying my boss.
Scrambling to wipe the photometer. Cornus officinalis's gorgeous clothes and jade were used as boxes to remember the dead branches of the past.
If you don't learn from Hengshan Nanlinggui, you will still be unknown for thousands of years. If there is no definite agreement, you can't treat Xiao Lang as a passer-by. Looking at the colorful clouds, I don't know why, but I am worried about the spring water.
Coral Qian Qian, it is difficult to change Luo Fu's unmarried body.
The poem that begins with the word "mountain" is really rare, at least I haven't seen it. There are many poems with the word "mountain".
The best feeling is: looking back suddenly, it was under the dim light ...! Very artistic and popular!
Don't give me some poems with mountain characters. I hope it helps you.
Nangezi
Year: Song Author:
Love to bask in the sun should be sunny, and light cold should be protected from frost. Koharu courtyard is surrounded by heaven.
Fairy wind Shanshan comes from Wuyun Township. The garden under the courtyard is beautiful, and the sun and the moon grow in the pot.
It depends on green hair and pupils. Have a good drink
Tasha shop
Year: Yuan Author: Yuan Haowen
The moon hangs on the hook, and the rural line is added every day. These flowers often turn over.
The tuyere rings through Xiao Shanshan, and the painting hall pushes the banquet. Cuilu is fragrant and condensed, and the jade paste is fragrant.
Xian Weng Mo v. Glass Man. Phoenix gives Dan to Yun Ni and a letter to the future.
Rhyme and commitment
Year: Song Author: Mei
The drizzle shoots the boat beads to wash the dishes and dances on the plain water.
The cockfighting feet are disgusting and the mud is wet, and the horseshoe is turned over to dry the soft soil.
The nest in the deep house will be filled, and the silkworm ants in the secret room are still worried about the cold.
In order to say that Chu people are sweet and vegetables, the fragrant teeth of Angelica dahurica grow tender.
The word "mountain" at the beginning of the first word of this poem is an ancient poem of "Jia's expensive song". Li Hechao's clothes don't need to be very long. Flowers are sewn on the robe.
Here comes the white horse, full of gold. At present, incense is bitter and coral is hard to pillow.
Besides, you have to go to Fengwenpusha to drink. Yan Yu stepped on the curtain hook and the sun shone on the rainbow screen.
Pan Ling was in Heyang, and no one died. "Miscellaneous songs?" The road is difficult, Lu, Chang 'an can't see Wei Qiao in the north, and the dead wood lies in Gutian.
In the past, it contained red and purple, and it often left fog and smoke. Spring is like snow, and cars are like jade.
If a tourist does not struggle to climb, if a family advocate is uncompromising. Advocate family heirloom socks, dragons and silver saddles must be ridden.
Orioles always spend a lot of time in spring, playing in twos and threes. Thousands of feet has hundreds of feet of branches, and osmanthus and sapphire cover up each other.
Mandarin ducks on coral leaves, chicks in phoenix nests. The nest falls and the phoenix returns, and a dead leaf falls and the wind blows.
Once dispersed, no one cares, destroy your knowledge forever. Life is endless, and it is difficult to rely on it for a long time.
Who can live in the western hills, who can weir the east water. The Han tomb is full of Qinchuan trees, full of pity.
From the past to the present, there are 2,000 stones, and the plan is brilliant for 10,000 years. I can't see my lips turning white, but I can smell thorns and dead people.
The golden mink must change wine from time to time, and the jade bird can't count money. Send a message and sit in the guest fairy department, and you will die in this life.
The black dragon sparrow gentleman won't come. I should go to Baihe Mountain. When will the hearts meet when the sea of clouds is difficult?
I wish Yao had a million years, and I didn't hesitate to grow into a nest. "Shu Dao Nan" Lu did not see the Northern Wei Bridge in Chang 'an, and the dead wood lay in Gutian.
In the past, it contained red and purple, and it often left fog and smoke. Spring is like snow, and cars are like jade.
If tourists don't compete for climbing, prostitutes don't come to fold. Prostitutes' socks are dragons, and sons' silver saddles must be ridden.
Orioles have always been flowers, and bluebirds have played with them. Thousands of feet has a hundred feet of branches, and laurel trees and elms cover each other.
Mandarin ducks on coral leaves, chicks in phoenix nests. The nest fell down and Phoenix went home.
A dead leaf fell with the wind. Once dispersed, no one cares, destroy your knowledge forever.
Life is endless, and it is difficult to rely on it for a long time. Who can live in the western hills, who can weir the east water.
The Han tomb is full of Qinchuan trees, full of pity. From the past to the present, there are 2,000 stones, and the plan is brilliant for 10,000 years.
I can't see the white face of my lips, only smell thorns and dead people. Golden minks sometimes change wine, while bluebirds don't count money.
Send a message and sit in the guest fairy department, and you will die in this life. The black dragon sparrow gentleman won't come. I should go to Baihe Mountain.
When will the hearts meet when the sea of clouds is difficult? I wish Yao had a million years, and I didn't hesitate to grow into a nest.
"Ode to Pomegranate in the East Window of the Woman Next Door" Li Bailu's daughter's east window is the wonder of pomegranate in the world. Coral reflects green water, which is not enough to compare with Guanghua.
Incense rises with the wind, and good birds return at dusk. I would like to raise my skirt low for the southeast branch.
There is no * * * to climb and fold, leading the Golden Gate. Guan Xiu's iron is thicker than Tiewei Mountain and as thin as a double immortal.
The maneuver of Shu, coral branches support the moon. Wang Kai's home is difficult to dig, and Yan Hui is hungry and worried about the snow.
Gu Song's pen is straight, but women in Yi Xue peck flat peaches. She walked slowly into the Dragon Palace, and the embroidered curtain silver hall was uneven, just wondering if the dragon ball had been lost.
Guan Xiu of Chen Gong Ci misses the palace full of people and the pepper house desolate. Yushu is full of flowers and songs, and the sea shines in the coral window.
Ministers come to the court, don't wake up after drinking, and don't listen to advice when they wake up. As a result, Chen Gong became Noda, and the plowman's palace was broken.
Zhou Puyuan in Huai River is a master of Turton and a good poet. Not to mention the ridge, now my head is white.
People say that Li Yu is not everywhere, and the voice of the river flows west. Close the door everywhere, see your eyebrows show.
I don't know if it's great. I've heard of Ergong again, but my heart is different from others. I have been lonely all my life.
Sometimes crazy singing into the monastery, birds sing litchi red. Sometimes searching seamount brains, coral branches revolve around the sun.
A saint knows the world, but his face is red and muddy. "Chinese Valentine's Day uncovers clothes" Shen Quanqi did not see Yichun's liquid side in the past, and wore a fragrant painting pavilion to meet the sky.
Bright lights and harmonious fragrance. This night, the stars are shining, the river is white, and people pass on the Weaver Maid and Petunia.
In the palace, the clothes are exposed, and the moth powder seats in the sky. It's unfair to be naked, ladies-in-waiting carry jade boxes.
Beads run on blue bricks, and the golden ladder turns out of Meiliang. In the crimson river, above the blue smoke, the double-flowered rabbit painted the screen, and the four dragons fought each other.
Scattered clouds and scattered clouds are dotted with jade beads and stars and Han Hui. The morning glow scatters color and shames the clothes rack, while the late moon scatters light and pollutes the mirror table.
There is a fairy in the world who lives long, watching the jade girl greet the embroidery. Don't be the spring on the tortoise-shell curtain, be the day on the coral window.
Pepper House and Gold House are spoiled by the new trend, arrogant and not free. China people should cherish balcony fees, and Jinwu will burn the front hall.
Reading Li He's songs, Chishui has no essence, and Jingshan withers. Zhu Xuan and Hongyu, Li Hebao.
In the morning, I was drunk on the platform of spring, and Wuling Jin Shu was open-minded. Holding Penglai with crazy hands, coral empty graves.
In A Gift for the Torchbearer, Miracle misses Xi as evil and Xi as good. The chanting of the scriptures and the chanting of the Buddha are ordinary, and there are waves in love.
Speaking of the real weapon of young men, I don't go out during the day and don't sleep at night. My heart is talking by my mouth, and several lights are on in a room.
The scroll of Detective is full of precious letters, recording incense and water. Empty mountains and trees fall into ancient temples, and pine cranes sleep with frost.
The roots of teeth and tongue are dripping cold, and coral beats red. But I'm afraid that the seven lotus flowers will be folded for a while and bloom as white as your heart.
I am also afraid that the wind will blow smallpox, and colorful robes will float like rain. The situation is very subtle, and the hundred buddhas are really secretive.
After Lingshan said it, he came, although many people heard it and few people held it. More comparable to recite Dalagni, when Tang and Sanskrit sound mixed.
Along the string, the wind blows, and Wang Wenxian is even more sad. So don't send dragons to listen in the blue sky, send ghosts to listen.
It also makes people respect those who hear and those who see. Nature's heart is empty and nature is pure.
This sutra is really Pilu, and I know nothing about it. "Rabbit Silk" Yuan Zhen's life has nothing to rely on and nothing to rely on.
Look at the rabbit silk vine, lean on the hazel and the Jing. Quiet is easy to hide, and birds are surprised to sing.
There are foxes and rabbits under the hole, and they can run freely. Qiao Tong will go, so will Jouman.
Born shameful, died nameless. In the middle of the month, the laurel tree rises and the coral stone grows.
You storks eat seafood, and Ying Long ascended to heaven. Bentda, the spiritual thing, is no longer entangled.
What is entanglement? Thorns and flying stems. Twelve pieces of Yuefu, a new topic of Li Hepai? Li Bu Ji, a new voice of Yuan Zhen Hu School, sat at a magnificent banquet, and Han Zhen's high notes came from the atrium.
Emperor Taizong's hall was handed down to future generations, and the fierce battle group was broken first. I saved my gun with frost and snow, beating drums and thunder.
At first, I suspected that I started traveling when I met an enemy, but it was like being left by a literati. In the past, the emperor always stood up and listened, and then came to the jade seat.
Now the festival will turn and the wind will go out. Song, Jin, Zheng, female singing female songs, the audience was buzzing.
Shanshan wears jade and moves her waist. She always coughs and spits. It is also a pity to see the suburbs in the dome.
6. Poems with the word "mountain" are a little more positive ~~~ 1, jade star "mountain" drops the moon wheel, and new flowers bloom in front of the temple.
Pi Rixiu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote the original poem "Guizi in Tianzhu Temple on the night of August 15th", in front of which there is a jade star and a crescent moon. So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
Fragmented osmanthus petals, like jade beads falling from the end of the month, are picked up in front of the temple, and the petals are more moistened by dew. I don't know what happened in the sky until now. This sweet-scented osmanthus was probably sown by Chang 'e and given to everyone.
2, slowly move the fog, the sound of mountains and mountains. Excerpt from Song Yu's Goddess Fu, The Goddess Fu before Qin Dynasty, with eyebrows connected with moths and lips like Dan.
The quality is practical, and the ambition is to solve the Thai problem while the body is idle. It is quiet and swaying in the world.
Gaotang should be broad-minded and have broad wings. The fog is moving slowly and the sound rustles.
Looking at the curtain and extending, if the wave will flow. Strive to be good at dancing with long sleeves and stand upright.
Very quiet, very heavy and thin, but not annoying. Time tolerance and micro-motion, ambition can not be achieved.
The meaning seems to be near and far. If it is the future, it will be repeated. I am willing to do my best to please.
It is difficult for a pawn to be with me when my pregnancy is bright. Chen Jia's words are clouds to clouds, and his fragrance is like orchids.
The essence of handover is to come and go, and the heart is happy. God is lonely and unmarried, and the soul is in a daze for no reason.
I don't know what it is, but I lament! Thin anger self sustaining, impossible crime. Curved eyebrows are flying like silkworms, and bright red lips seem to touch cinnabar.
Charming figure is elastic, elegant and generous. It can not only be quiet in a quiet place, but also dance in front of everyone.
Gaotang Guild Hall is a spacious place to her liking. She can dance freely and wander freely. The veil fluttered and she came lightly and gracefully. The veil brushed the steps, making the sound of Yu Pei. She looked at my curtains for a long time, burning eyes like waves.
She rolled up her sleeves, adjusted her skirt and stood there hesitating. The expression is quiet and cheerful, and the nature is peaceful and not irritable.
From time to time, she showed a slightly excited face, as if her wish had not been realized. Love is just around the corner, but my heart is far away. I want to turn around again.
Seeing that she was going to lift my bed curtain to entertain me, I wanted to pour out my heart. She was chaste and chaste, and suddenly she showed that it was really difficult for her to come with me.
She gently advised me that elegant conversation is like smelling bluegrass. Sharing each other's love, my heart is full of excitement and joy.
I enjoyed the spiritual pleasure alone but didn't have sex, and I felt lonely and depressed inexplicably. I can't tell whether she promised to be a lover or not, and I can't help sighing.
She is angry but not solemn and reserved, with an expression of untouchability. 3. With a bang, Fang Jingyu slammed.
Excerpt from the original words of Fu written by Li Qingzhao, a poet in the Song Dynasty, writing for the times and shouting with Lu. This is a big deal, a million dollars.
You are old-fashioned, and you have already saluted; Since the host and guest are drunk, there are no gamblers! Flatter, and then waste. Playing real games is an elegant way to play in the boudoir.
Qi drive Ji yi, suspicious trip to Wan Li; Between Xuan and Huang, it is like the team of the five families of the Yang family. Shanshan rang, and Fang Jing knocked on the jade pedal; The stars have all fallen, and I am anxious to see through the money.
For example, Wujiang River is cold, Hushan Ye Fei, Yumen is closed, and the sand garden is fertile. Over time, I once shouted "Lu" at the gambling table.
At that time, I spent a lot of money and gambled millions. At the banquet, the host and guest are modest; The host and guest are drunk, full of food all day long, unintentional. Play chess and toss! Nowadays, horse racing games have become popular and gradually replaced horse racing games.
This game is a high-end game of the last branch and an elegant game between women. Playing chess is like Zhou Muwang's eight horses visiting the Queen Mother of the West, which took a thousand miles a day; The chess pieces are lined up in different colors, just like the attendants of five little sisters, and each family wears the same color.
Pei Huan made a "dusting" sound when he struck, just like the sound of stepping on the jade pedal when he got on the horse; The cavalry is as loose as the stars in the sky, and it is even more scattered when they are eager to see a good horse. The horse falls like a maple leaf in Wujiang, and the leaves fly around Yanshan without a clue. Retreat to Yumen Pass to save strength for the soldiers.
4. Who saw it? Who saw it? The pillow was dyed red with tears. From the Qing Dynasty poet Nalan Xingde's "Dream in a Dream, Slender Moon and Evening Courtyard", the original poem "Dream in a Dream, Slender Moon and Evening Courtyard" is full of words.
Do you know the heart? Old grievances and new love are 50/50. Who saw it? Who saw it? The pillow was dyed red with tears.
In the courtyard at dusk, the bright moon is in the sky, and their love stories are endless, and their drunkenness is gradually decreasing. Now, future lovers have known each other for a long time. I wonder if that person's heart is true? Still pretending? Old grievances and new love, old feelings and new grievances are intertwined, unclear and confusing.
Who can see my sad thoughts, sleepless nights, red tears on my face and letters soaked in coral pillows? 5, the wind is moving, cute.
Excerpted from the original "Selected Annals of Ji Xiang" by Gui Youguang, a poet in Ming Dynasty, and selected annals of Ji Xiang, Old South Pavilion. This room is only ten feet square and can only accommodate one person.
A century-old house, dust and mud oozing out, rain betting; Every time you move a case, you can look at it. You have no choice. The room faces north, so it gets dark at noon.
I repaired it a little so that it wouldn't leak from it. Four windows were opened in front, and a wall was built around the yard to keep out the sunshine in the south. It was sunny and the room was bright.
I planted orchids, osmanthus trees, bamboo and other vegetation in the yard, which added new luster to the old railings. Borrowing books, singing, sitting still, everything can be heard; The court was silent, birds pecked and people didn't go.
On the night of the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, the moon is high, illuminating half of the wall. The shadows of osmanthus trees are scattered, and the shadows are shaken by the breeze, which is very lovely. Ji Xiangxuan used to be the south attic.
This room is only ten feet square and can only accommodate one person. In this century-old house, the soil (on the roof wall) leaks from above, and the accumulated running water keeps flowing downwards; Every time I move the table, I look around and there is no room for the console table.
The house faces north, so the sun can't shine. It gets dark after noon during the day. I repaired it a little so that it wouldn't leak from it.
Four windows were opened in front, and a wall was built around the yard to block the sunshine in the south. The sun is reflecting and shining, and the room is very bright. I planted orchids, osmanthus trees, bamboo and other plants in the yard at will, and the railings in the past also added new luster.
Books at home are full of shelves. I look up and recite poems loudly, and sometimes I sit alone. Everything in nature has sound. The courtyard steps are quiet, and birds fly down from time to time.