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Shui Tiao Ge Tou
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I only drank Changsha water and ate Wuchang fish. Thousands of miles across the Yangtze River, the view is as beautiful as the sky. Regardless of the wind and waves, it is better than taking a leisurely stroll in the garden. Today I have peace. The Master said on the river: The deceased is like a man!
The wind is moving, the tortoise and the snake are still, and the grand plan is coming up. A bridge connects the north and the south, turning the natural chasm into a thoroughfare. The stone walls of the Xijiang River were erected to cut off the clouds and rain in Wushan Mountain, and the high gorge led out of the flat lake. The goddess should be fine, but the world today is special.
Early Departure from Baidi City
Li Bai
Bai Di’s farewell speech among the colorful clouds,
A thousand miles of Jiangling returns in one day.
The monkeys on both sides of the strait can't stop crying.
The boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains.
Wushan Gao Zheng Shiyi
Wushan Ling Taiqing is cut from the mountains. The sky is falling and the evening rain is coming together, and the mist is rising towards the clouds.
Dangerous peaks enter the bird path, and the sound of apes leaks from the deep valleys. There are no guests living in secluded places, but the love of climbing osmanthus remains.
Wushan High Two Poems Shen Quanqi
Wushan Peak has twelve peaks, which are surrounded by hidden Zhaohui. Looking down at the Pipa Gorge and looking down at the Yunyutai.
The ancient tree is leaning against the sky, and the waterfall is coming from the sun. Why suddenly the ape cries at night, and King Jing lies on his mat and opens it.
The goddess looks toward Gaotang, and the sun sets under Wushan Mountain. Pei Hui made rain, and Wanluo chased King Jing.
The movie falls in front of the river, and the foreign minister in Thunder Gorge. Jiyun is nowhere to be seen, and the sky is bright in the pavilion.
Wushan Gaul Zhao Neighbor
Wushan can’t be seen very far, but the atmosphere of the court below. Don't look at the singing ape tree, just look at the goddess cloud.
Turbulent waves and chaotic water veins, sudden rain and dark peaks. Zhanshang is here, but I miss you far away.
Wushan is as high as Zhang Xunzhi
Wushan is not extremely high, but its clusters are unique and novel. The dark valley is suspicious of wind and rain, and the secluded rocks are like ghosts and gods.
The moon is bright, the Three Gorges is dawning, and the tide is full in the spring of the two rivers. To ask about the evening on the balcony, one should know the person who is dreaming.
Wushan Gao Liu Fangping
Wushan in Chu State is beautiful, and the ape cries day and night. Thousands of spring trees gather together, and twelve green peaks gather together.
The gorge comes out under the morning clouds, and the river comes to the west in the evening rain. The balcony has a straight path back, so you won’t be afraid to miss your home.
Wushan Gaohuangfu Ran
Wu Gorge meets Badong, which is far away and half out of the sky. The clouds hide in the Goddess Pavilion, and the rain reaches the Chu Palace.
The sound of the spring falls in the morning and evening, and the trees are of the same color during greetings. Qing Yuan cannot listen to it, but it is in the middle of Jiuqiu.
Wushan Gao Li Duan
The twelve peaks of Wushan are all in the blue void. It's a cloud-hidden day, with light rain and wind.
The sound of apes is cold across the water, and the trees are dim and empty. Looking to Gaotang with sorrow, I saw Chu Palace in Qingqiu.
Wushan is higher than Wushan
There are no morning clouds on Mount He, but those clouds are also melodious. There is no dusk rain on any mountain, and the rain there is also vast.
Song Yu relied on his talents and relied on clouds to build Gaotang. He respects his literary reputation and his debauchery returns to Chu and Xiang.
The twelve peaks of E'e will always be the hometown of demons and ghosts.
Wushan Gao Er Meng Jiao
The gorges on Bashan Mountain are repeated, and the balcony is steep with twelve peaks. It was raining at dusk when King Jing was hunting.
He lay on a high hill at night and dreamed of the goddess. The light red smoke wets the beauty, and the stars fly away in the clouds.
My eyes are so broken that I can't see, and my clothes are stained with tears after the ape cries three times.
I can see for tens of thousands of miles but not hear three sounds of the ape. But there is the soul of Tingting in the flying Xiaoxiaoyu.
Thousands of years of hatred for Chu and Xiang, and the legacy of Song Yuyan. Up to now, in Qingmingli, clouds form the boudoir gate.
Wushan Gaolihe
The green trees reach high into the sky, and the great river rolls and drags the smoke. The soul of Chu is looking for a dream, the wind is blowing,
The dawn wind and rain gather moss and money. It will be a thousand years since Yao Ji passed away, and the lilac and bamboo will sing to the old ape.
The ancient temple is close to the moon and the osmanthus is cold, and the pepper blossoms fall among the red and wet clouds.
Wushan is high, Qiji
Wushan is high, with witches and witches, the rain is dusk, the clouds are the court, and the king of Chu is haggard and soul-destroying.
Autumn apes howl as the sun approaches evening, red clouds and purple smoke condense on the old wall. Thousands of rocks and valleys are full of flowers, but I am afraid that they are not beautiful. I don’t know how many travelers in the past and present have passed through this place without feelings of autumn.
Yunshen Temple is far away, with twelve peaks rising into the sky.
Xianghe Song Ci·Chu Fei sighs at Zhang Ji
Xiangyun first rises and the river sinks, and the king is far away in Yunmeng Lin. It rains heavily in the south of the Yangtze River and the flags are dark.
The spring water is deep below the stage. In front of the Zhang Hua Palace, the king's heart is boundless to all nations.
The soldiers of Chu can chase away birds all over the ground, but who can use the strength of his body to follow them? If the Xijiang River turns over in a dream,
The elk should return to the palace after death.
Songs of Xianghe·Xian Li He from the Kingdom of Shu
The fragrant evening flowers are quiet, and the shadows of the southern mountains in Jinshui are reflected. The ape is sad when the stone falls from the shock, and the bamboo clouds are sad for half the ridge.
Qiupu is born in the cool moon, and the jade sand and scales shine. Who can't bear to cross Qutang?
Songs of Xianghe · Bronze Bird Prostitute Wu Zhu
In autumn, the Western Tombs are full of greenery, and the strings are arranged in a hurry to entertain.
The long sleeves cannot be used to dance, but they bear tears in front of the wind.
Songs of Xianghe · Zhu Guangbi, the Bronze Bird Prostitute
The Bronze Bird Prostitute of the King of Wei, the orchestral music is clear at dusk.
When I saw the Xiling tree, I couldn’t dance with sadness.
Songs of Xianghe·Zhu Fang, a Bronze Bird Prostitute
I hate singing and swallowing my voice, and I worry that I am too late to turn over my sleeves when dancing.
The sun is approaching dusk in Xiling, and it is the time when my concubine has her heart broken.
Two poems by Du Fu, "Bitter Cold Journey"
During the Han Dynasty, there was a foot of snow in Chang'an, and the hair of cows and horses shrank like hedgehogs in the cold. The Chu River and Wu Gorge are filled with ice,
The wails of tigers and leopards are unforgettable. Jing Yang, an old man from Qincheng, is accustomed to the prosperity of the year.
Xuan Ming wishes to melt the energy or exchange it, holding the white feather in his hand but not daring to release it.
Last year, Baidi had snow in the mountains, but this year, Baidi has snow on the ground. The frozen buried dragon shrank in Nanpu,
The cold wind blew the skin sharply from the north. The people of Chu are clothed in sackcloth at all times, and the sky of Chu has no crystal brilliance for thousands of miles.
The three-legged crow's legs were afraid of being broken off, so Xihe sent the general back home.
Songs of Xianghe·Two Poems of Hou Bitter Cold by Du Fu
In the Southern Period, the miasma in Wulu was endless, and there was no foot of snow in ancient times. The barbarian elders complained about the bitter cold,
The Kunlun Heavenly Pass broke due to the freezing cold. The black ape is silent and unable to whistle, the white swan's wings are drooped and its eyes bleed,
The spring mud repairs the cracks in the ground.
I came to Jiangmen late at night and lost a big tree, and the strong wind blew away the white house at night. The heavenly soldiers cut off the Qinghai soldiers,
The murderous spirit moved southward, why is it so cool if it is not bitter and cold. Ling Xian was born in Badong Gorge,
The people of Qing Cang Hui Xuan learned about it.
Qin music and lyrics·Zhaojun complained about Bai Juyi
The Ming Dynasty concubine has the most graceful appearance, and together she should have four stars in the pepper room. I had no choice but to prepare a palace tent at that time.
How could I serve the curtain at night? Seeing the pictures of Shu Cong and fans of Taoism, I know that Qu Na teaches Pei Lu Ting.
Since your kindness is as thin as paper, there is no need to hate Danqing all the time.
Qin Music and Lyrics·Three Gorges Flowing Spring Song by Li Jilan
My family originally lives in Yun, Wushan, and I often hear the flowing water in Wushan. The jade qin plays the music, just like listening to it in a dream.
The Three Gorges springs flow thousands of miles away and flow into the boudoir for a while.
Huge boulders rush down the cliff and rise from the middle of the waves. At first, I suspected that the gushing out contained thunder and wind,
but also seemed to be blocked by sobs. The momentum of returning to the turbulent Qulai is almost exhausted, and the water is dripping into the flat sand again.
Recalling that Ruan Gong composed this song in the past, Zhong Rong could not listen to it enough. One shot after another,
I hope it will continue like a flowing spring town.
Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Jingzhou Music by Li Bai
There is a lot of trouble near Baidi City, who dares to cross Qutang in May. The wheat in Jingzhou ripens into cocoons and turns into moths.
There are many clues in reeling silk to remember you. The grain is flying and the sound is flying, but what is the concubine?
Miscellaneous Songs and Songs · Guessing the Condition of Bamboo Branches
The emperor’s son Cangwu has not returned, and the clouds are flying under the leaves in the Dongting.
After the Ba people sang bamboo branches at night, the sound of the apes gradually became fainter at dawn.
Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Bamboo Branches and Bai Juyi
The cold smoke is low at the mouth of Qutang Gorge, and Baidi City is facing west in the first month.
Singing to the throat of the bamboo branches, the cold ape and the clear bird suddenly cried.
Who are the bitter bamboo branches complaining about? I rest and smell them again in the quiet night of the mountain.
The barbarian boys and girls sang in unison, worried about killing Jianglou and his sick envoy.
The Badong boat sailed to Brazil, and the waves were full of wind and rain.
The cold flowers of Polygonum are red and the leaves of Gracilaria are green and luxuriant.
Who sings from the bamboo branches by the river? The first sound is broken and the last sound is delayed.
Guilai's poems about bitterness and bitterness are mostly poems by Sima Tongzhou.
Miscellaneous Songs and Lyrics·Zhuzhi Li She
The rushing water of Jingmen Beach is murmuring, and the mountains are filled with apes' cries and smoke on both sides.
When Dutou was young, he went to accept the official duties. The moon set at the west mausoleum and he did not return.
The Yunkai Goddess Temple in Wu Gorge and the mangrove shadows in the green pool are varied.
We first asked each other at the prison gate, but parted ways without meaning on the beach.
The stone walls are covered with thousands of trees, and white clouds cover the green hibiscus.
On the Zhaojun River, the color of Chanjuan is the most intense.
The moon is low on the twelve peaks, and Zigui cries on the empty river.
The lone boat returned eastward one night, weeping to the spring breeze and recalling Jianxi River.
Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Zhuzhi Sun Guangxian
The spring water in front of the door is white with apple blossoms, and there is no one on the shore, and the boat is leaning.
A merchant girl passed by the river in the evening, scattering scraps of food to feed the crows.
Thousands of knots in a tangle of ropes can trip people up deeply, and they can be searched far and wide across vast distances.
The willows are hanging on the body, and the lotus flowers have fallen, and the lotus heart can be seen.
Wushan Gaolu Jing
Wuxiu is so lush that it rises high into the purple sky. White clouds hug dangerous rocks, and black apes hang on different strips.
Huge waves surged off the cliff, and crisp leaves crashed. There is no balcony where the wind and rain are blowing.
Ode to the achievements of Wang Wushan
The movie falls in front of the river, and the foreign minister in Leisheng Gorge.
Jiyun is nowhere to be seen, and the sky is bright at dawn in the Taiwan Pavilion.
Entering Sichuan and spending the night in Jiangzhu, Chen Ziliang
When the sun sets on my journey, I can only hold my boat alone. The mist rises on one side, and the wind and forest fall on both sides.
The mountain shadow is black and the moraine is broken, and the moon shadow is plain and cold. My hometown is thousands of miles away, how can I comfort my sorrow?
Wushan Gao (a poem written by Yan Liben)
If you don’t see it, Wushan Gao has been rising for half a day, and the cliffs are similar to each other.
If you don’t see it, Wushan’s jade green screen is blooming, and the clear water of Xiangjiang River is surrounding the mountain.
The green trees are beautiful in the Mingyue Gorge, and the red flowers cover the white cloud platform.
The clouds on the stage have no fixed place,
Among them are graceful gods and fairies. The fairies are flying with their fairy bones, and their fair faces have no brilliance.
In the evening of Gaotang, the rain will send you off, and tonight I will enter the dream of King Jing. King Jing loved the flowers in his dream.
The red tent was first opened to cover the pillow. Poor Yuxiao, who is crying ape, said that Wushan is my concubine's home.
Wushan Gaul Zhao Neighbor
Wushan can’t be seen very far, but the atmosphere of the court below. Don't look at the singing ape tree, just look at the goddess cloud.
Turbulent waves and chaotic water veins, sudden rain and dark peaks. Zhanshang is here, but I miss you far away.
Wushan Gao Zhang Jiuling
Wushan is close to the sky, and the smoke and scenery are always green. Among them, the king of Chu dreamed of the goddess spirit.
The goddess has been gone for a long time, and the sky is full of clouds and rain. Only the Ba Yuan howls and the mournful sound cannot be heard.
Wu Gorge Yang Jiong
The Three Gorges is 700 miles long, but Wu Gorge is said to be long. The heavy rocks are not very high, and the overlapping peaks are towering.
The cliffs are steep and dangerous, and the berries and moss are rotten on the brocade. At night, it is clear that there is no wind and waves.
If you are loyal and faithful to what I do, there will be no harm in rafting. You can touch the mainstay, or you can go to Luliang.
Where is the beauty now? Ganoderma lucidum has only fragrance. Apes roar in the mountain sky at night, and the guests' clothes are stained with tears.
Yang Jiong in Xiling Gorge
The cliffs tower thousands of meters high, and the long waves shoot thousands of miles. The gate of Panbojing tells the story of the Southern Kingdom.
The capital of Chu was in its full glory in the past, and the high hills were full of worshipers. Once the Qin soldiers invaded, Yiling was on fire.
If the fourth dimension is not restored, it will be difficult to rely on good security. The Dongting was suddenly over, but Mengmen was finally gone.
Since ancient times, the heaven and earth were created, and the water flows into the gorge. Traveling and sending words to each other, the wind and waves are endless.
The beauty of this place is its beauty. If there is a soul in the country, it will stretch out its confidants for thousands of years.
The inner title is "Wushan Rain" (a poem written by Shen Quanqi. The title is "Wushan Mountain is High") Song Zhiwen
The goddess is facing Gaotang, and the sunset is under Wushan Mountain. Pei returned to the rain and fell in love with King Zhu Jing.
The movie falls in front of the river, and the foreign minister in Thunder Gorge. Jiyun is nowhere to be seen, and the sky is bright in the pavilion.
Wang Zhaojun (a poem written by Shen Quanqi) Song Zhiwen
It is not the king who cherishes the Luan Palace, nor the concubine who is jealous of Emei. A bad life is the result of arrogance, and ruthlessness is the painter.
On the day when I married Hu Di, I was not married to the Han Palace. It's boring and hard work, why should I quit my job?
Wushan is High (a poem written by Shen Quanqi) Song Zhiwen
There are twelve Wushan peaks, encircling them like Zhaohui. Listen to the Pipa Gorge and look down at the Yunyutai.
The ancient sky is falling, and the waterfall is coming from the sun. How can I endure the night when the ape cries and King Jing lies on his mat?
Wushan (a poem written by Song Zhiwen) by Wang Wujing
The goddess looks toward Gaotang, and the sun sets under Wushan. Pei returned to make rain, and Wanluo chased King Jing.
The movie falls in front of the river, and the foreign minister in Thunder Gorge. Chaoyun is nowhere to be found, and the sky is bright in Taiwan.
Wushan Zhang Zirong
The Wuling Mountains are steep and the sky is heavy, and we are willing to stay with you during the good times.
The sky is dark with morning clouds, dusk rain and continuous rain. The goddess knows which peak to come to.
Wang Zhaojun (The Resentment of Zhaojun) King Luo Bin
He restrained his appearance like a leopard's tail, and kept his hatred to the scales of a dragon. The golden moon shines brightly in the Han Dynasty, and the jade chopsticks stain the dust.
The ancient mirror has dark rhombus flowers and frowning willow leaves. Only Qingjia music can be heard, and the fragrant trees are heard in spring.
Wushan Gaoqiao knows it
The twelve peaks of Wushan are different and invisible to each other. Xunyang is thousands of miles away, and I have suddenly looked around.
Imagine the posture of a goddess, pick the fragrance and recommend it. The Chu clouds are so meandering, and the red trees are green and green.
Chu Yun disappeared from Xiangyuan, and mangroves cut off Jingmen. Ying Road cannot be seen, but we hear apes at night.
Wushan nostalgic Liu Xiyi
In the shadowy place of Wushan, the goddess shines in the year of the sun. King Xiang is looking at his appearance, looking leisurely at the setting sun.
Return to Gaotang night, golden flames and green smoke. When I lie down on the Yao mat, my dream soul is so graceful.
It has been shaken and fallen, but its glory and splendor are fleeting. I miss Xiaoxiangpu with sadness, and dream about the field with desolate clouds.
The ape cries on the autumn night, and the wild geese fly in the bright moonlit sky. Don't listen to Ba songs. Listening to this will make you gurgling.
A poem about encountering Chen Zi'ang
As I leave for Zhug Province in Yidu, I miss my hometown. My hometown is invisible, just across the road from Wushan Yang.
The colorful clouds in Wushan have disappeared, and the high hills are dim. I stood there looking at him for a long time, my clothes stained with tears.
This is a feeling of going far away from home, recalling the past of King Xiang of Chu. Chaoyun was nowhere to be seen, and the Jing Kingdom also fell.
Landscape powder painting by Chen Ziang
The white clouds in the mountain painting are like the high hills of Wushan Mountain. The emeralds are melting away,
and they are like the water flowing around the sea in Pengying. I believe in Madam's good teachings, and love Yunshan to seek privacy.
Song of Colorful Trees by Chen Ziang
The precious trees at the Jiajin Banquet are filled with colorful atmosphere. The faint moon shines on the Yaotai Terrace, and touches the morning clouds on Wushan Mountain. Youth is hard to come by, and the color of Hui is more fragrant.
Who appreciates the love we have for each other? I resent the unparalleled obscurity. Sit down and watch the red and green beauty,
Suhua is not waiting for you in the passing years. Therefore, I miss the wonderful trees in Kunlun and hate the colorful peaches and plums.
Looking at Chu Chen Ziang from Dujingmen
Go to Wu Gorge from a distance and look at Xia Zhangtai. The mountains and rivers of the country of Ba are gone, and the smoke of Jingmen is blooming.
The city is divided into wild fields, and the trees are broken into white clouds. Today's crazy singer, who knows that he will come to Chu.
Chen Zi'ang, Lexiang County, late at night
My hometown is boundless, the sun is setting and I am alone. Kawahara is fascinated by the old country, and the road leads to the border town.
The wild garrison is full of smoke, and the ancient trees in the deep mountains are flat. How can I hate this time? The apes are chirping at night.
Nostalgic Chen Ziang in Baidi City
As the sun sets over the Cangjiang River, I stop to ask about the local customs. The city is close to the country of Bazi, and the palace of the Han Dynasty is not on the platform.
The desolate clothes are still in Zhoudian, and Yu's achievements are still in the mountains. The rocks are hanging and the green walls are broken, and the ground is dangerous and green.
Ancient trees grow among the clouds, and a solitary sail emerges from the mist. The road to Sichuan is endless, so why not sit still?
Nostalgia for the past in Xian Mountain by Chen Ziang
Riding on horseback in the wasteland, you can climb high to see the old capital. I still shed tears in sorrow, but I still think about the picture of Crouching Dragon.
The city is far away from Chu, and the mountains and rivers are halfway into Wu. The hills are filled with disciples, and the sages wither away.
The wild trees are green and smoke is broken, and the Jinlou is lonely in the evening. Who would have thought that a visitor from thousands of miles away would be hesitating in his nostalgia for the past.
Puchen Zi'ang, Qingshu Village, Sukong Naxia Gorge
The bright moon water is chirping and the cold night ape is chirping. There is chaos in the vast area where guests think, but there is no noise in Zhoupu.
Recalling it as a thousand pieces of gold, I would rather know that the soul has passed away. When I heard about Zhu Que, I went to Huaxuan with a ribbon.
Say goodbye to the love in the high hall, and look at the Lord's grace. Now that I have turned around and left, what more can I say with a sigh?
Stay at Xianghe Yipu Chen Zi'ang
Along the river, stop at Beizhu, and tie a cable to stay at Nanzhou. It's dusk on the first night of the He'an River, and the water back to the pond is dark.
I lie down and listen to the sound of Hongduan, and sit and listen to the sadness of the ape in the gorge. Shapu is as bright as the moon, and Tingjia is as dark as autumn.
Not as good as the singing geese, just thinking about the gulls on the sea. The sky has not yet dawned, and the sea is full of hope.
Lu Xiang in the Gorge
Hundreds of miles away from Gaotang, the trees connect to the balcony. I see the mountains and rivers in the evening, and hear the wind and rain coming in the evening.
The clouds rise from the Three Gorges, and the sky opens to several peaks. It is hard to see the spiritual realm, but you can return to it in a light boat.
Zhang Shuo on passing through Shudao Mountain
I traveled in spring in March, and the mountains were full of flowers. Peeping through the forest into Qiaoqian, climbing up to Cuiwei.
The white clouds rise from half the peak, and the Qingjiang River comes out of the gorge. Who knows the profound meaning, but the deep heart is so quiet.
The first chapter of Shu Road 2
The clouds are clear at night, and the sun is clear at dawn on the mountain. The leaves are falling on the river bank, and the flying sky is white.
Phosphorus-containing water stone covers the forest smoke with power. The guest's heart has been without thoughts for a long time, and the autumn wind has not yet changed.
The time when I was in Shu has not changed, and I miss my hometown. Recalling the day I went out yesterday, the spring breeze brought freshness.
Here in the land of Xuanyuan, the autumn wind is blowing all over the road. I miss Wei Que at dusk, and return to Qin Jing in my dreams.
Qin Jing opened Zhu Di, and Wei Que hung purple tassels. It is a quiet and lonely Xuanxu Pavilion, and no sound of people or horses can be heard.
Art is the most important thing to the king, while fame and position are the most important thing to the king. The jade harp knows how to control bitterness, and the precious mirror can clear the gallbladder.
The hungry eagle often pecks for fishy food, and the hungry phoenix also waits for the honey. You have your own belongings, how can you be light on things outside?
Let's talk about the road to Shu again
The road is bright and green, and the green green is praising the slanting valley. The smoke and valleys are obscure and deep, and the clouds and mountains are endless.
Since ancient times, the wind and dust have dazzled the eyes of the countryside. There are Confucian scholars in Yun Pavilion, who are tired of driving and driving.
Youth travels to Minling, and the white dew shakes the river. The years have passed by, and the mountains and rivers have come and gone.
Fish swim in love with deep water, and birds migrate in love with trees. Why don't you, dear, sit down and go to the country of articles.
Crickets chirp in the courtyard, and octopus nets and musical instruments are built.
After passing the tomb of King Huai, Zhang said
The words are not trustworthy, so he defeated King Huai. He died on Gaoguan Road and was buried in Qijiangyang.
The crowing tiger clings to the mountain moon, and the hungry fox hunts the wild frost. As soon as I heard about Huaisha, I felt desolate for thousands of years.
Make a statement about the wine shop Baling
If you are a marquis, you will be granted the title of ten thousand households, and the gardener will live to a thousand gold. Originally it was the business of becoming a king, and it was originally assigned to Shanglin.
Prosperity is secure and reliable, and frost and dew come one after another. Birds cry outside the mountains of Chu, and apes cry in the dark waters of Xiang.
In the dream, the city is close, and the sky is close to the sea and the clouds are deep. When you are empty, you can forget your worries and never let go of your worries.
Wang Wei’s trip to Ba Gorge at dawn
At dawn, he went to Ba Gorge and recalled the imperial capital in the remaining spring. There is a female raccoon in the Qingjiang River, and the cocks crow in the morning sun.
In the city of Zhouzhong in the country of water, there are mountains, bridges and trees. Climb up to the top of Ten Thousand Wells and look out at two lumens of light.
People speak different dialects, and the orioles are the sounds of their homeland. Lai Duo's mountains and rivers are interesting, and he can understand the feelings of separation a little.
Passing through the Shen Quan Period of the Dragon Gate of Shu
The Dragon Gate was not carved by Yu, but the weirdness is a work of heaven. Coming out of Ba Gorge in the southwest, it is different from other mountains.
The long sinus extends for five miles, and it turns around and is embedded in the sky. The rocks are lurking under the turbulent water, and the wind is blowing from the waterfall.
The water flows day and night, spraying thinly into the dragon gate. The situation of the Tanhe River is unpredictable, and the algae is covered with rainbows.
I am walking in the middle of the season, and the smoke and scenery are melting. Jiang Guan is also very diligent, and it is hard to be poor.
The situation is about to end, and medicine is being refined in Shandong.
Two poems by Wushan Gao (one is a poem about questions in the Song Dynasty) Shen Quanqi
There are twelve Wushan peaks, and the combination is hidden and Zhaohui. Looking down at the Pipa Gorge and looking down at the Yunyutai.
The ancient tree is leaning against the sky, and the waterfall is coming from the sun. How can I endure the night when the ape cries and King Jing lies on his mat?
The goddess looks toward Gaotang, and the sun sets under Wushan Mountain. Pei Hui made rain, and Wanluo chased King Jing.
The movie falls in front of the river, and the foreign minister in Thunder Gorge. Jiyun is nowhere to be seen, and the sky is bright in the pavilion.
Wushan Mountain was high and low during the Qian period
Wushan Mountain is not very high, but its shape is unique. The dark valley is suspicious of wind and rain, and the dark cliff is like ghosts and gods.
The moon is bright, the Three Gorges is dawning, and the tide is full of spring in Jiujiang. In order to ask the balcony guest, you should know the person who is dreaming.
Entering Guimen Pass and Shen Quanqi
(Sohu Note: Guimen Pass is Kuimen)
In the past, it was the Mijiang Road, and now it is Guimen Pass. No one in the land grows old, and a few guests return after being displaced.
Since leaving Beijing and Luo, my hair and face have declined. Stay in the sand in the evening and walk along the hill road in the morning.
A horse is in danger of thousands of miles of valley, and a boat is in danger of thousands of bays. Ask me where I want to go. The southwest is full of barbarians.
The Dao Gorge is like Wushan Zhu Shixin
The river is as quiet as the dawn sky, and the rocks are like clouds at dusk. When you look at Zhengfan, it looks like the sun in Wushan.
The guests of Chu wanted to return home, while the people of Qin were banished to a foreign land. The ape cries on the lonely moonlit night, and brings tears to his clothes.
Wushan is high (a poem written by Shen Quanqi) by Zhang Xunzhi
Wushan is not extremely high, but its shape is unique. The dark valley is suspicious of wind and rain, and the dark cliff is like ghosts and gods.
The moon is bright, the Three Gorges is dawning, and the tide is full in Jiujiang in spring. In order to ask the balcony guest, you should know the person who is dreaming.
Zhang Xunzhi of Wushan
How fast the scenery passes, and the years cannot be traced back.
Given by Xie Pei'an, I feel sorry for myself when I complain.
Banan Zhouzhong Night Market Cen Shen
It is almost dusk at the ferry crossing, and people returning are noisy. Nearby is Qingye Temple, and far away is Huodianjiang Village.
Seeing the homesickness of geese, hearing the tears of apes. The boat is thousands of miles away, and the autumn moon is unbearable.
Seeing off guests on a tour of Jingzhou Li Jiayou
The color of grass follows the horses, and they leave the Qin Dynasty leisurely. The water carries the clouds and dreams, and the mountains meet the spring in the cave.
The shadow of sails reaches the Three Gorges, and the sound of apes is heard all around. Qingmen is divided into two parts, and it is difficult to see people from Duling.
Baling sent King Li Twelve to Changling
As Balingzhou moved to Zhumin, rumors spread across the Qingjiang River.
The mountains are long and the autumn city is not visible, and the sky is full of water clouds at dusk.
Farewell to Liu Changqing at Yuanji’s Baling Mountain Residence in the rain
In Lianjun’s cave, his white hair hangs down. The accumulated rain is sad and lonely, and the Yangtze River is facing separation.
The cattle and sheep return to their old ways, and the apes and birds gather on the cold branches. Looking at each other from a distance, the clouds and mountains are unknown.
Sending people back to Jingzhou (a poem by Li Jiayou) Huangfu Zeng
The color of grass follows the horses, and they come out of Qin together in a leisurely way. The water carries the clouds and dreams, and the mountains meet the spring in the cave.
The shadow of sails reaches the Three Gorges, and the sound of apes reaches all around. Once the Qingmen are separated, it is difficult to see people from Duling.
Visiting Yu Temple Xu Hao
Muhu spreads all over the world, and the source of Sichuan reaches Kyushu. Since Jiu Mingxi is born, it is the category of Jianhong.
The reform of the tripod consolidates the heavenly enlightenment, and brings luck to the bandits and their plans. Starting a house and building a property will protect you forever.
There is a spiritual temple at the foot of the mountain, with a clear mirror flowing in front of the door. The feast is like a feast of jade and silk, and the guards are like swords and spears.
Exploration *** The book is rotten and the humble palace is repaired. The plum beams are not bad now, but the pine trees still remain in ancient times.
Responsible for the fact that my hometown is close, so I come to express my shame. Knowing the fate of fish, sighing at the phoenix and admiring the Huiyou.
I no longer hear the music of Xia, only the music of Chuyou is left. The whirling sound is not dancing feathers, but the boring mandarin and the strange sounding ball.
I have great virtues and virtues. Who can share my great merits with you? Disasters destroy the evil, destroy the evil, banish the saints and support the gods.
The warbler is out of the valley and talking for the first time, and the ape in the empty mountain is alone in sorrow. The grass and trees grow in the spring light, and the willow color warms Tingzhou.
Loans and loans are valued, and honors and honors are honored. The official relationship is the same as the weapon system, and the physiology is flexible.
The ends of the earth are close to the sea, and the sky is far away than a bullfight. Sincerity is forgivable, I will send it to Mingsou someday.
My younger brother Meng Haoran went to the Gorge
In the past, I and you always studied behind closed doors. If you don't take the risk, how can you talk about it?
Since then, it is difficult to describe the hard work that has gone through the world. Traveling back and forth was bad, but Yu’s achievements were preserved.
Thousands of peaks stand on the wall, and thousands of rivers run through it. I have been here for several nights, and there has never been a night without hearing the sight of apes.
Urakami returned to love, but lost his dream soul in the boat. Tears stain Mingyue Gorge, and my heart breaks in Wagtail Plains.
It’s hard to gather the stars far away, and the dews in deep autumn have become numerous. Because you went to Nanchu, you wrote this to show your hometown.
The eminent monk Lanruo of Dajue (the monk went to Hunan for the winter) Du Fu
Wushan is not far away from Mount Lu, and the pine forest is Lanruo in the late autumn wind. An old man still rings the sunset bell,
The monks are still begging for their meal. Xianglu Peak is hidden in Qinghu Lake, and the apricot fairy's home is close to Baiyu.
Feixi cried to Yizi last year. When will he present flowers to his disciples?
Song of Jingzhou by Li Bai
There is a lot of trouble near Baidi City. Who dares to cross Qutang in May? The wheat in Jingzhou ripens into cocoons and turns into moths.
There are many clues in the silk thread to recall the king. The grain is flying and the sound is flying, but what is the concubine?
Moon Song of Mount Emei by Li Bai
The half-cycle autumn moon of Mount Emei casts its shadow into the water of Pingqiang River.
At night, the clear stream flows towards the Three Gorges. I miss you and go down to Yuzhou without seeing you.
Send a message to Li Bai, an old friend from Badong, on the river
The waves of the Han River are far away, and the clouds and rain are flying in Wushan. The east wind blows the guest's dream, and the west falls here.
After I woke up, I thought about Emperor Bai, the beauty is against me. Qutang Rao Jia Ke, the news is rare.
I heard that Du Fu's troops had taken over Henan and Hebei.
Suddenly it was announced outside the sword that they had taken over Jibei. When I first heard about it, my clothes were filled with tears. But seeing where my wife is worried,
She is filled with poems and books and is filled with joy.
To sing during the day, you need to indulge in alcohol. Youth is a good companion for returning home.
That is to say, it passes through Wu Gorge from Ba Gorge and then goes down to Xiangyang towards Luoyang.
Du Fu's Sad Autumn
The cool wind blows thousands of miles, and the bandits are still everywhere. The book is passed down from far away from home, and the autumn comes as a guest.
I am worried about watching a tall bird pass by, always following the crowd. I first wanted to go to the Three Gorges, but why did I see the two capitals?
Climbing High by Du Fu
The wind is strong, the apes high in the sky are screaming in mourning, and the white birds are flying back from the clear sand in Zhugong. The endless falling trees are rustling, and the Yangtze River is endless. Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, but he has been sick for a hundred years and only appears on the stage.
Difficulty hates the frost on the temples, and the new wine glass becomes muddy.
Yu Temple (this is the Yu Temple in Linjiang County, Chungju) Du Fu
In the empty mountain of Yu Temple, the autumn wind sets and the sun sets. Tangerines and pomelos hang down in the deserted courtyard, and dragons and snakes are painted on the ancient houses.
The clouds create a virtual wall, and the sound of the river flows through the white sand. If I had known earlier, I would have taken four years to control the three roads.
Inscribed on the wall of the courtyard where Chungju Yongheungsa Temple resides is Du Fu
Within the Chungju Three Gorges, Jingyi Juyungen is located. Small markets often compete for rice, while lonely cities close their doors early.
No tears for the guests, no kindness from the host. I am still worried about the tiger when I am drowned, and I live deep in Laidu Garden.
Traveling at night and writing about Du Fu
The fine grass and gentle breeze on the shore, the dangerous raft of the boat alone at night. The stars hang down over the vast plains, and the moon surges over the river.
It is not famous for his writings, but he retired from office due to old age and illness. What does fluttering look like? There is a sandy gull in the sky and the earth.
Du Fu's Two Poems on the Yangtze River
Many waters will flow down thousands of rivers, and Qutang will fight for one. The people of the imperial dynasty are intimidated. Who respects you as a thief?
The solitary stone is as hidden as a horse, and the high loin is hanging down to drink from the ape. Returning to the heart is a different wave, and everything will fly over.
The vastness will never cease, knowing that the East Pole is approaching. The people flow back to the sea, and all the countries serve the king.
The color borrows the vastness of Xiaoxiang, and the sound drives the depth of Yanli. Without saying a word, the mist and rain were added, and then the skirt of the clothes was met.
Du Fu's Two Poems at the Dawn
Stone City is rid of the watchman, and the iron lock is about to be opened and closed. The drum horns are sad and desolate, and the stars and rivers fall into Shushan Mountain.
The Ba people are often small-minded, and the envoys of Shu will not return them. The old man's solitary sail color flutters against hundreds of barbarians.
The military officers returned to their posts, and the people in the boat were in a state of distress. The cold sand is covered with mist, and the setting moon clears the waves.
It’s a pity that one’s reputation is too late when one is strong, and one should be ashamed when one is declining. When I return to the morning, I will wear a hairpin and a wat, and how will my strength be?
Zigui Du Fu
In Yun'an County in the gorge, the river towers and tiles are neat. The mountains and trees on both sides are close together, and they are crying all day long.
The faint spring breeze is seen, and the night is desolate. The guest is worried that after hearing this, he pretends to be inferior to others.
Moved to Kuizhou Guo Dufu
Lived in Yun'an County and moved to Baidi City. The knowledge of spring urges the willows to bid farewell, and the rivers are cleared of boats.
Farming is heard by people, and the love of birds can be seen in the light of the mountains. Yu Gongrao broke the stone and left the soil slightly flat.
Du Fu in the Pavilion at Night
At the end of the year, the yin and yang rush to short scenes, and the sky is frosty and snowy, and the night is cold. The sound of drums and horns at the fifth watch is solemn and solemn,
The shadow of the stars in the Three Gorges wavers. A few families in Yewei heard about the war and were attacked, and fishermen and woodcutters started to appear in several places in Yige.
The crouching dragon and the leaping horse end up in the loess, and people and things are still lonely.
Three poems entering the house (in the spring of the second year of the Dali calendar, he just moved to Chijia from the West Pavilion) Du Fu
Running on the steep back of Chijia, the cliff is like white salt. It's a shame to move here as a guest, and the spring wine gradually increases.
The flowers want to move the bamboo, and the birds peek at the new roller blinds. I don’t dare to hate when I’m declining, I want to be both victorious and victorious.
After the chaos, it is difficult to decide where to live, and the guests who return in spring have not returned. Aquatic fish return to Pupu, clouds warm Musk Mountain.
The hair on the top of the head is white, and there are stick spots on the eyebrows. I saw many envoys and asked about them one by one.
Song Yu returned to his home in the state and passed through Baidi City. We are suffering from old age and illness, so what is the name of traveling and eating?