Xu Ning said that the old castle peak road was there, and Bai Shou returned to his hometown drunk. ("Don't be white")
Liu Deren said that although my husband is an emperor, he has no relatives on the road. (Reading Record)
Shi Jianwu's way out: the ship is the foot, and the official is the slave. ("To Lord Salt Officer")
There are many roads in Wan Li, and the world is narrow. (See Zhang Wei's "Subject-Object Diagram")
Yan Lu let mules and camels ride on the clouds, while tigers dragged debris in the snow. (Shulu)
Shen Bin's sentence "Nine songs are crowned with intrigue, and there are many disloyalty in the four seas." . (Chronicle)
Yan Zhenqing's seven words, seven words, seven words and two sentences have a long way to go. ☆ The cilia of moths and mosquitoes on Yan Zhenqing are hard to detect. ☆ Jiao Ran
In Ren Jun's dream, the ancient country road is far away and the spring breeze is endless. (Jun)
In Li Ang Palace, spring grass grows on the road and flowers bloom in the forest. What is the limit? No courtiers know.
Shangguan Zhao Rong visited Princess Changning's Liu Beichi. Twenty-five songs are too lazy to walk on the Tiantai road, only climbing the lungs. The moon is full in the secluded rock fairy, and today I am climbing wildly.
Nie's cross talk, Chang 'an Road, there are no horses here, and the wheels are still in the dark. So there is less grass on the roadside than dust on clothes.
If the Han Palace is far and near, the road is in Sasai. If you can't come back to death, who will look south?
Li's three poems and poems of resentment, don't come to the flowers to illuminate the road, don't come to the leaves. Song and dance must be timely, why sit sad concubine.
Zhang Huqin's songs and songs, Zhao Jun's resentment, two poems, Wan Li border town is far away, it is difficult to go to Qian Shan. Look up and see the bright moon, where is Chang' an.
Cui Zaqu wrote lyrics Changle's youth journey left a coral whip, but the white horse was proud. Zhangtai breaks willows, and spring grass is beside the road.
Liu Yuxi's Zaqu "Ge Fengyan in southern Hebei, Cheng Nan in Hebei, Jingmen Road in Dust". Those who hunt animals in cold weather go to Fan Ji's grave.
Cui's miscellaneous songs and words, long and dry songs, were blown into the lake in the dark, but he couldn't find his way. Ling sings nonstop and knows it in this pond.
Five solutions to Yuan Zhen's zaqu: It takes hard work to build a city, and the city is built with thieves. But the road is afraid of thieves, and the city cannot be built.
In the early days of Chen Shu University, the wind and the sky were storms, and ice wells were strictly eliminated. The branch of the cable is not soft, and it will always leak and get tired.
Ji Wang returns to Dongxi Stone Moss at night, which should be practical and easy to climb. Qingxi goes straight to Kaminooji, and returns by moonlight night song.
In Wang Jishan, don't leave stones as the road to the east stream, and people will gradually get credit when they come. Spring wine in the mountains is ripe, so you can't stop at home.
Lu sent his second brother to Kezi Road, Guanshan, Shu and the Imperial City. When we broke up, we silently cared about each other.
Zhang Jiuling replied that Lu Li pine leaves are good wine, and as much as spring comes. Although the mountain road is far away, I will not refuse your kind invitation; Even if the snow is thick, visit the snow. It's spring and the ice has melted.
A song "Snow White Farewell-Tian Shuji Wu Go Home" by:
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The bow becomes stiff, it is almost impossible to pull it out, and it is difficult to protect your iron clothes. The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment. In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag. Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
Gao Shi's Don't Move Big
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you.
Farewell to the viceroy and go to Shu for his post. "
Author: Wang Bo
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place.
If you don't do anything wrong, the child will get wet with towels.
Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon.
Looking at Wan Li Road in the distance, the lucky stars are shining all over the world.
What I reported is that the road is long, and there are amazing sentences in learning poetry.
The four seas churn clouds and waterways, and the five continents shake the wind and thunder.
The moon is leisurely and the night is long and the mountains are numerous.
At present, the frost on Dongmen Road is heavy, and the monthly loss of Hengtang is long.
There is still a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, and I will go up and down!
Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you!
Read thousands of books and take Wan Li Road.
Liu Yang has long dikes everywhere, and Huaming Road has not been lost.
The wine and meat in Zhumen stink, and the road has frozen bones.
I used to know Shansi Road, but I stayed at home.
Ma Yin really hates knowing the way, and cicadas can still be heard.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
I have been thinking about breaking the world of mortals all my life, and my sword is hidden in Xuan Lu.
Split the road of life and death with both hands and cut off the root of right and wrong with one knife.