Qian Qing Zhangji
The monk was blamed for his short hair and long eyebrows, and his illness was abrupt. Frost attacks the common things like vines in the south.
Leaning on a stick and playing near the ground. Long time no see. Thank you for your incompetence. Smoke and wind have not solved the pond pavilion, holding out new words and phrases.
Farewell Minister Shu Yun of Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Villa.
Tang Libai
Since yesterday, I have to leave Bolt and me behind.
It hurts my heart even more today.
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.
The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.
We all yearn for the distance and want to go to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
Hard road
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Jin Zun fights 1000 glasses of sake. It's a shame to fight 10,000 cups of money. (shame: hey; Direct pass value)
If you don't drink, you can't eat. I pull out my dagger and I peek around for nothing.
If you want to cross the Yellow River ice jam, you have to climb the snowy Taihang Mountain. (Say: It's snowing, it's getting dark)
I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun.
A hard journey is a hard journey. It is a hard road. Where is Ann now?
One day, I will ride the wind and waves to the Sea of Yun Fan.
Secondly,
The road of life is so broad, but I have no way out.
I have no face to follow those people who have no guts to bet on pears and chestnuts.
Feng is going home, there is no fish to eat, and it is ungrateful to drag the king's door.
At that time, people in Huaiyin laughed at the ministers of the Han Dynasty for their cowardice and incompetence, but they were jealous of Jia Yi's Excellence.
If you don't see the prince who worshiped talents and built Taiwan in the past, you are undoubtedly happy.
Juxin and Le Yi were grateful for their kindness. They tried their best to serve the monarch with their talents.
Wang Zhao Cooper won (won) the creeping weed, who will sweep the land of Jintai? ?
The road is hard, I must go back!
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There are also ears that don't wash Ying (yǐng) and rivers, which are difficult to go and won't starve to death on a pike like a famous hermit! (jué)。
Living in a mixed crowd has no reputation. Why should it be as lofty as the moon or clouds? ?
Those who failed to retire in ancient times, if he succeeded, he would die (yǔn).)
Zixu abandoned Wujiang River and drowned the poet laureate.
In vain, this talented scholar hopes that the inheritance tax (tuū) will not be early.
Can Huating Crane (Li) smell it? Hunting with falcons like he craves?
Have you noticed that Zhang Hans of Wuzhong is called Sheng Da and happily goes home to eat bass? ?
Enjoy a glass of wine while you are alive! Don't care if your reputation will be passed down! ?
Sleepwalking in Tianmu (M incarnation) sings goodbye.
A sailing tourist will talk about Japan, which is hidden in water and fog and inaccessible; But the more people talk about the mother mountain, the clouds are light or visible. On a straight line leading to heaven, its peak enters heaven, topped with five sacred peaks, and casts a shadow across China. The roof is 18000 feet, and at this point, it begins to turn southeast.
My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue, flying over Jinghu Moon overnight. The moon lit up my shadow and I came to Yanhe. Xie 'an is still there, with a loud voice and rippling blue waves. I wore Xie's earliest spiked shoes and climbed the Qingyun ladder. Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space. Thousands of turns, flowers lure me, stones slow me down. The day suddenly ended. Bears, dragons and storms on mountains and rivers disturb forests and shake mountains. Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog. God of thunder and lightning, the mountains are crumbling. Cave stone gate, drain in tiankeng. An impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and the moon illuminate a golden and silver terrace. Wearing rainbow clothes and riding the wind, all the queens of the clouds came and came down one by one. With the tiger as the harp and the phoenix as the dancer, the images of fairies are arranged in rows. I moved, my soul flew and suddenly began to grow. My pillow and mat are the lost clouds in which I once lived.
This is the consistent way of human happiness, and all kinds of things will always flow to the east like water. So I'm leaving you. I don't know how long it will take. But let me raise a white deer on my green hillside and ride to you when I need you, Dashan. Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face!