Tang Dynasty: Li Pin
My home is near Zhejiang, and the opposite shore is Maichen Township. Walk with the birds and ride the tide to the sunset. ?
Bitter songs lead to snow, and fragrant temples turn into frost. These days, there are still few people, content with self-improvement.
Friends fold incense and laurel
Tang dynasty: anonymous
Osmanthus fragrans grows in thick soil, while far forest grows. Leaves fall in the wind and flowers bloom in the middle of the month. ?
Birds crow in the morning, but lovers love the fragrance of the morning. Dew drops when moving, and clothes smell when climbing. ?
The old tune is still bitter and narcissistic. One branch is always folded, and the glory is in the East Hall.
"Yan Hui Jenkins is an orphan, nephew, uncle, uncle, son of a bitch. When I met in Guizhou Witchcraft, I felt sad and had something to say. "
Tang Dynasty: Zheng Gu
Wandering at the end of the day, the year is not over. Bashan occasionally meets Jiangpu * * * sad. ?
He yuan is an official, as poor as a church mouse, and I strive for self-improvement. At dusk in March in the village, the rain is ripe and the wild plum is yellow.
Send my brother.
Tang Dynasty: Wei Yan
I am lazy and self-reliant. As I said before, eyebrows are the whitest, but nothing is yellow. ?
When it is hot in summer, my family is poor and I want to collect food. Poetry is a pond only in dreams at night.
From Hefei to Japan, I am worried about Zheng Mingfu.
Tang dynasty: Shang Liu
Miscalculation is a humble official who spent three years in Chu township. You can't go with the flow, you should hide. ?
White walls are flawless, and yellow sand only hurts yourself. Homesick at dusk, pale in the mirror. ?
The new method of moving the gray pipe makes the poor yin become the yang. People change when they are * * *, and bitterness grows first. ?
An official insults a confidant, and no media regrets self-improvement. It's a pity to be unlucky, but it's a waste of grace. ?
It's hard to say that everyone is sincere, but Changchuan is easy to prevent. Today, the fishing rod is still there, and it's a long way to go in Xiu Yuan.