Prelude to water melody
Author: Mao Zedong
Only drink Changsha water and eat Wuchang fish. Across the Yangtze River, you can see the endless sky. No matter how rough the storm is, it is better to walk around leisurely. You should be more relaxed today. Zi Zaichuan said: The deceased is like a husband!
As soon as the wind blows, the tortoise and snake calm down, and the grand plan has been set. A bridge flies north and south, and the natural barrier becomes a thoroughfare. Set up the stone wall of Xijiang River, cut off the Yu Yun of Wushan, and let Gaoxia go out of Pinghu. Goddess should be safe, and the world is different now.
Zaofa baidicheng
Lipper
Say goodbye to Bai Di,
Thousands of miles in Jiangling, one day.
Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait kept crying.
The canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man.
Wushan Gao Zheng Shi yi
Wushan Mausoleum is too clear, and it is cut into pieces. When it rains, clouds are growing.
The dangerous peak enters the bird path, and the deep valley inclines the ape. Don't have any visitors, stay long and climb high.
The second Shen Quanqi in Wushan High School
Twelve witch peaks, closed and hidden. Overlooking Pipa Gorge, overlooking Yunyutai.
Ancient tea depends on the sky, and the waterfall comes every day. Why did the night ape suddenly cry, and Wang Jing's pillow opened.
Goddess set in Gaotang and Wushan. Pei Huiyu, Grace Ford chased him.
Movie Jiang Qianluo, Foreign Minister of Lei Shengxia. There is no auspicious rhyme, and the pavilion is pale.
Wushan, Gao Lu, Zhao Lin
I can't see Wushan, but I will see the next dynasty. Don't rap about the difference between an ape tree and a fairy cloud.
Surging waves and chaotic veins, showers and dark peaks. Touch the petticoat here, love is far away.
Wushan Zhang Gao Xun zhi
Wushan is not very high, but strange and new. Dark valleys are suspicious of wind and rain, and dark rocks are like ghosts and gods.
In the Ming Dynasty, the Three Gorges started and the tide flooded Jiang Chun. To ask the evening on the balcony, you should know the dreamer.
Fang Ping Gao Liu Wushan
Wushan show in Chu, the Qing apes cry at night. Wan Chun Shu He, Twelve Blue Peaks He.
The canyon rises under the clouds, and it rains at dusk in Jiang Lai. The balcony leads directly to the road, and you are not afraid of falling in love with home.
Wushan Gaohuangfuran
Look at the martial arts Badong, half empty. The cloud hides the goddess pavilion, and the rain reaches the Chu Palace.
Evening, spring arrival, welcoming trees of the same color. Qing apes don't listen, mid-September.
Wushan gaoli section
The twelve peaks in Wushan are all in the blue sky. Round clouds covered the sun, and it was drizzling.
The ape sound is colder than water, and the trees are even empty at dusk. Worried about looking at Gao Tang, looking at the palace of Chu Qingqiu.
Wushan is higher than Sui.
There are no morning clouds in the rivers and mountains, and the clouds are melodious. There is no sunset rain in He Shan, with endless rain and dew.
Song Yu relied on talents to build a high Tang Dynasty with clouds. Self-esteem and literary fame, debauchery belongs to Chu Xiang.
Twelve peaks in Hubei will always be the hometown of monsters.
Wushan Gao No.2 Meng Jiao
Bashan gorge is repeated, the balcony is steep, and there are twelve peaks. King Jing hunts and it rains at dusk.
Sleeping at night is the goddess of dreams. Clouds, rainbows and rain wet the goddess' face, and the thin goddess of the moon star became a gap in the clouds.
I can't see my eyes, but I can't see my eyes. The ape cried three tears and touched my clothes.
See all Wan Li, don't smell three apes. But there is an elegant soul in the rain.
Chu Xiang hated the Millennium and left Song Yuyan behind. Today, in the twilight, the cloud is a boudoir.
Wushan gaoli river
Green bushes, towering into the sky, the river churning, the gods dragging smoke. Chu's soul is looking for a dream,
Xiao Feng Fei Yu begets moss and money. Yao Ji has been gone for a thousand years, and lilacs and bamboos cry for old apes.
The ancient temple is cold in recent months, and the pepper flowers are red and wet in the clouds.
Wushan Gao Qiqi
Wushan Mountain is high, witchcraft fans, rainy dusk, cloud dynasty, and the king of Chu is haggard and eager to sell.
Autumn apes howl at dusk, and red clouds and purple smoke condense the old walls. Thousands of rocks and valleys are full of flowers,
But I'm afraid the wheat straw will have no positive color. I don't know how many people have lost their autumn feelings after this ancient pedestrian trip.
Shen Yun Temple is far from being found, with twelve peaks soaring into the sky.
Zhang Ji sighed.
At the beginning of Xiangyun, the river is heavy, and Wang Yuan is in Yunmenglin. There are many dark flags in Jiang Nanyu.
The audience is facing the spring water. In front of zhanghua Temple, all nations face the world, and your heart is endless.
Chu soldiers can chase birds everywhere, but who can follow them with one suit? If the Xijiang River dreams of turning clouds,
Elk should be sent back to the palace after death.
Xianghege Library Guo Xian Gift Box
Liquidambar formosana is late in Hua Jing, and the scenery is beautiful. The stone falls and the ape mourns, and the bamboo cloud is half a ridge.
The cool moon gives birth to Qiupu and jade sand scales. Who is a tearful guest? He can't hold back the meandering pond.
Chorus, copper finches, prostitutes and Wu candles
In autumn, the Xiling is lush and the strings are urgent and powerful.
You can't dance with long sleeves, but you are tearful to the wind.
Xianghe lyrics Zhu Guangbi, copper finch prostitute
Wang Wei is a prostitute, and the strings are clear in the sunset.
When I see the Xiling tree, I can't dance with my heart.
Harmony lyrics, copper finch prostitute Zhu Fang.
I hate singing and swallowing, and I'm worried about turning my sleeves late.
Xiling is dying, and now my heart is breaking.
Two poems of Du Fu were frozen in the past.
Ten feet of snow fell in Chang 'an in the Han Dynasty, and horses and cattle were as cold as hedgehogs. The ice in Wuxia of Chu River is in my arms,
The cries of tigers and leopards are unforgettable. Qin Cheng is Lao Yang's guest and used to steam the old.
Xuanrong is angry or angry, but he dare not release it with white hands.
Last year, it snowed in the mountains in Bai Di, and this year, it snowed on the ground in Bai Di. The frozen Wolong Nanpu has shrunk,
Cold air blows the skin, and the north wind benefits. Chu people wear linen all the year round, but Wan Li has no splendor.
Three feet of black feet were afraid of breaking, so xi sent him home.
Du Fu's Two Harmonious Poems and After a Bitter Cold Trip
In the Southern Dynasties, there were many disasters in Lu Wu, and there was no snow in Taikooli. The elders of the barbarians complained about the cold,
Kunlun tianguan should be frozen and folded. The mysterious ape couldn't scream with his mouth closed, and the stork hung its wings and bled.
Andrew's spring mud filled the cracks in the ground.
At night, Jiangmen throws trees, and at night, the wind blows the white house. Mountain soldiers cut off Qinghai Rong,
It's neither bitter nor cold. It's so cool. Badong Gorge gave birth to Xu Ling,
Peter Cang returned to Xuan and learned.
Qin Qu Ge Zhi Zhao Jun resented Bai Juyi.
Princess Ming has the most graceful demeanor, and should have four stars in the Chili room. I have to prepare the palace for those days.
He Zeng devoted himself to the screen at night. Seeing that you are obsessed with pictures, you know that Quna is good for Lu Ting.
Since your kindness is as thin as paper, you don't have to hate painters all the time.
Qinqugetz Three Gorges Liu Quan Song Li Jilan
My family lives in Wushan cloud, and I often hear the flowing water of Wushan myself. Qin Yu suddenly appeared, turned around,
As straight as I heard in my dream. The Three Gorges flows thousands of miles in spring and then flows into the boudoir.
Stones rushed to the cliff, pointing to the afterlife, and Hinami rose in the waves. At first, people suspected that the spewing contained thunder wind.
I seem to be sobbing again. Back to the turbulent and winding wrasse, it will be exhausted, and then it will drip into Pingsha.
Recalling this song written by Ruan Gong, Zhong Rong couldn't listen enough. One shot after another,
May it continue like a flowing spring city.
Zaqu Gezi Jingzhou Leribai
There is a storm on the edge of Baidicheng. Who dares to cross the Qutang in May? Wheat in Jingzhou matures into moths,
There are many clues that make you uneasy. I can't help calling Gu Fei.
Bamboo drum frame with secondary branches in zaqu lattice
Cangwu does not return, Jing is under the leaves of Dongting.
After Ba people sang bamboo sticks at night, the sounds of heartbroken apes faded.
Zaqu pavilion is located in white matter to gather righteousness.
The mouth of Qutang Gorge is low in cold smoke, and Baidicheng is in the west in the first month.
Singing at the throat of the bamboo branch, the cold ape and the fine bird crowed for a while.
Who is Zhuzhi complaining about? They rest and smell in the quiet mountains at night.
The savage girls sang in unison, worried about killing Jiang Lou and making him king.
The Badong ship went to Brazil, which was rough and stormy.
Polygonum hydropiper is cold safflower, and the wet leaves of Gracilaria are green.
Who sings bamboo branches by the river, the sound before is broken and the sound after is late.
Most of these strange words are poems written by Sima Zhoutong.
Li Zhishe, the second master of Zaqu Pavilion.
Jingmen beach is fast-flowing, and apes on both sides of the strait are filled with smoke.
Watanabe should have been an official when he was young, but Xiling could not be returned when the moon set.
The martial arts clouds open the goddess temple, and the shadows of the red trees in Qingchi are uneven.
When I was in prison, I asked each other from the beginning that there was no parting at the seaside.
There are thousands of trees in stone walls, and white clouds cover hibiscus.
In the last year of Zhao Junxi, Shan Juan had the strongest color.
The twelve peaks want to be lower in the first month, and the crows are empty on the banks of the river.
Lonely boat returned to the East overnight, tears spilled in the spring breeze, remembering Jian Xi.
Zaqu Geci Zhi Zhu Sun Guangxian
There are white apples in front of the door and no boats on the shore.
The merchant woman crossed the river to die, leaving the scraps to feed the crow.
The messy rope is deeply knotted, and the farther you go, the farther you look.
Willow hangs in the heart, lotus root falls to see lotus heart.
Wu Shan Gaolujing
Witches and ghosts are lingering, high in the sky. White clouds hold dangerous stones, and mysterious apes hang their heads.
The cliff stirred up huge waves, and the fragile leaves oscillated and soared. Don't have a balcony, it is stormy.
Yongwushan wangji
Movie Jiang Qianluo, Foreign Minister of Lei Shengxia.
There is no auspicious rhyme, and the pavilion is pale.
In the autumn of Shu, Chen Ziliang lived in Zhu Jiang.
At sunset, I walked alone. Water mist rises from one side, and autumn colors fall on both sides of the wind forest.
The mountain shadow is black and moraine is broken, and the moon shadow is cold. How to comfort my hometown thousands of miles away?
Wushan Gao (Yan Fu's poem) is strict
Didn't you see that Wushan is half a day high and the cliff is similar to Chihiro?
You don't see the green screen of Wushan, and the clear water of Xiangjiang River comes around the mountain.
Trees are shaded by trees, spring is bright, moon gorge is bright, and red flowers cover white clouds. There is no fixed position on the stage facing the clouds.
Among them, I am a fairy. The fairy flies with fairy bones, showing no brilliance.
If you want to send rain to the Tang Dynasty, you will enter the dream of King Jing tonight. Love China in my dream,
The pillow was covered with red curtains from the beginning. Pity the crying ape and say Wushan is my home.
Wushan, Gao Lu, Zhao Lin
I can't watch Wushan, but I watch the atmosphere. Don't rap about the difference between an ape tree and a fairy cloud.
Surging waves and chaotic veins, showers and dark peaks. Touch the petticoat here, love is far away.
Wushan zhanggaojiuling
Wushan is near the sky and the smoke scene is evergreen. Here, the king of Chu dreamed of a goddess spirit.
The goddess has been gone for a long time, and her sex is empty. Only apes are screaming, but the wailing is inaudible.
Martial arts Yang Jiong
The Three Gorges is 700 miles away, and it is said that the Wuxia Gorge is long. The heavy rocks are not extremely thick, and the mountains are green.
Cliffs are natural barriers, and berries are rotten. You can see clearly at night, and there is no wind and waves.
Being loyal to what I do, rowing can't hurt. Can be a mainstay, can float in Lvliang.
Where is the beauty now? Ganoderma lucidum has only fragrance. The night apes crow in Shan Ye, and the guest tears touch the petticoats.
Xilingxia Yang Jiong
The cliff overhangs Wan Ren, and the long wave shoots thousands of miles. The board door is thin, and the south China is surging.
The capital of Chu was once full of flowers, and the high hills looked at it. Once Qin Jun invaded, Yiling was submerged by fire.
The four dimensions are no longer fixed, and it is difficult to rely on it. Dongting was suddenly embarrassed, but Meng Men was not there.
Since ancient times, water has flowed into the gorge. Travel and talk, the wind and waves are endless.
And in the land of Yujian, the magnificent letter is beautiful. If mountains and rivers have spirits, a thousand years will reach out to friends.
The title is Wushan Rain (Shen Quanqi's poem. The title cloud Wushan Gao) Song
Goddess set in Gaotang and Wushan. Pei Hui had a rain, and he fell in love with King Jing.
Movie Jiang Qianluo, Foreign Minister of Lei Shengxia. There is no auspicious rhyme, and the pavilion is pale.
Wang Zhaojun (Shen Quanqi Poetry) Song Wenzhi
Do not cherish Luan Hall, do not envy Emei. Luck is arrogance, ruthlessness is a painter.
Marry Hu Diri, not Han Palace. It's hard and boring, so it's hard to quit.
Wu Shan Gao (a poem by Shen Quanqi) Song Wenzhi
Twelve Wushan peaks are like Zhao Hui. Listen to the Pipa Gorge and watch the sex station.
Ancient tea falls from the sky, and waterfalls come every day. Why can't apes crow at night? King Jing's pillow is open.
"Wushan" (a poem by Song Wenzhi) Wang Wuji
Goddess set in Gaotang and Wushan. Pei returned to the city to beg for rain, and Yong Fu chased him.
Movie Jiang Qianluo, Foreign Minister of Lei Shengxia. There is nowhere in the clouds, and the pavilion is pale.
Wushan, Zhang Zirong
Wuling days are heavy, and the ceremony is willing to follow.
It's dark in the morning and evening, and the goddess knows which peak is coming.
Wang Zhaojun (the work of Zhao Jun's resentment) Luo Wangbin
Speak calmly like a leopard's tail and hate Long Lin. The golden moon is bright, and the jade chopsticks touch Chen Hu.
The ancient mirror flowers are dark and the willow leaves are wrinkled. The song is clear and the trees are fragrant in spring.
Wushan Gao Qiao branch
Twelve peaks in Wushan are jagged and covered with each other. Xunyang was thousands of miles away, and Zhou Lan suddenly crossed.
Imagine the posture of the goddess and pick up Fang's recommendation. Chu Yun is lingering, and mangroves are flourishing day by day.
Chu Yun has no fragrant garden, and mangroves break Jingmen. You can't see the road, and you can still smell the apes at night.
Liu Xiyi Wushan nostalgia.
In the secluded place of Wushan, the goddess is sunny. Wang Xiang is waiting for the color, and the sunset looks leisurely.
Back in Gaotang that night, gold was smoking and burning. I want to lie on Yao's mat. I dream of my soul.
It's not over yet, splendor has moved away. Concerned about Xiaoxiangpu, I feel sad like a dream.
Apes crow in autumn night, and geese fly in the bright moon. Don't listen to gossip, just listen.
Chen Ziang, a sentimental poem.
Chaofa alone bamboo, Haoran thinks of his hometown. I can't see my hometown, and the road is separated by Wushan Yang.
There are no colorful clouds in Wushan, and the high hills are looming. I stood looking for a long time, tears stained my clothes.
I'm homesick. I think of King Xiang of Chu. Where there is no cloud, the state of Jing also falls.
Scenery powder map Chen Ziang
The white clouds in the mountain map are like the mountains of Wushan. The spectacle of the crowd,
Like a flowing sea. Believe in your wife's kindness, and love Yunshan for quiet pursuit.
Caishuge Chen Ziang
Jin Jia feasts in precious trees are rare, but the atmosphere of many colors is wrong. The small moon in the shape of Yaotai,
Point the Wushan morning cloud. Youth is rare, and eroticism increases fragrance.
Whoever enjoys the fragrance complains of peerless ignorance. Hong Rong Bi Yan sat watching,
Su Hua's passing will not wait for you. Therefore, I miss the Qi tree in Kunlun and hate the profusion of peaches and plums.
Du Jingmen Chen Ziang
Go to the martial arts and watch the stage. Bashan River is exhausted, and Jingmen is full of smoke.
The city is divided and the trees are broken by white clouds. Nowadays, crazy singers, who knew they would come to Chu.
Wancile Township County Chen Ziang
The hometown is vast and the sunset is lonely. Kawahara fell in love with the old country and entered the border town.
The wilderness is broken and the mountains are ancient and flat. How to hate this time, the night apes sing.
Chen Ziang Baidicheng Nostalgia
The sun sank into the vast river, and it was getting late. The ship stopped to inquire about the local wind. This tower is facing the ancient viscount kingdom, and on the high platform is the ruined Shu kingdom.
This desolate area is still the area of the Zhou Dynasty, and the mountains praise Dayu's achievements. The steep rock wall is interrupted like a green fence, and the terrain is steep, and the Linqing River flows through it.
The ancient wood blocks the clouds, and the solitary sail makes the fog. The water journey is infinite, and the traveler's grief is even more infinite.
Xian shan Huai gu Chen Ziang
Feed the horses to the suburbs and climb to the ancient city of Xiangyang. Still sad because of tears, but also remembered Zhuge Liang's big platform.
The city is divided into Chu from here, and the mountains and rivers are half in the south of Wu. When the mountain rises, the sages wither.
The trees in the field were broken in the misty smoke, and the ferry building lost its father in the evening. Who knows that I am a long journey, and the memory of the ancient past is hesitation.
Chen Pu Ziang, Qingshu Village, Sukongxia
Bright moon and flowing water, apes crow on cold nights. Guests think that chaos, Zhou Pu no noise.
Remembering as a daughter is better than knowing that nine souls are gone. A fake story about Suzaku leads to a fake story about Hua Xuan.
I don't care about the love of Gaotang, but I will see the Lord in the north. Now it's gone. What can I say with a sigh?
He Suxiang Puyi Chen Ziang
Say goodbye to Zhu Bei along the stream and tie the cable to Sunanzhou. I was in a daze on the shore and didn't return to the pond until dark.
Lying quietly, listening to the sadness of the ape. Shapu is as bright as the moon, and Tingjia is as plain as autumn.
It is better to sing geese, but think of seagulls on the sea. The milky way is unknown, and all rivers run into it.
Luxiang in the canyon
Gaotang is hundreds of miles, and the trees are connected with the balcony. See Jiangshan discipline at night and listen to the wind and rain at night.
Since the Three Gorges, several peaks have opened in the sky. The spiritual realm is hard to see, and the canoe can return.
Zhang said, crossing Shudao Mountain
Our trip is in spring and March, and flowers are in full bloom on the mountain. Through the forest, climb the Cui Wei.
White clouds rise at half peak, and the Qingjiang River flows out of the gorge. Who knows the deep meaning, Myanmar's heart is deep.
Two poems of Shu Dao.
Clouds clear at night, the mountains are sunny and the air is fresh. Leaves fall on the banks of Cangjiang River and fly in the open air.
Phosphorus-containing water stone, power law forest smoke. The guest has been away for a long time, and the autumn wind has not started.
I haven't changed when I was in Shu. I miss my hometown. Recalling yesterday's parting, the spring breeze is fresh and glorious.
Autumn wind is full of vitality. I vaguely remembered Wei Que and dreamed of Qin Jing.
Qin Jing opens Judy, and Wei Que hangs purple tassels. You are lonely and mysterious, and you can't hear the sound of hooves.
Art is very important to you, but fame is very light to you. Yuqin knows how to adjust the bitterness, and Bao Kagami Akira removes the gall.
Eagle hunger often pecks at fishy smell, and phoenix hunger also treats Joan. Yu Jun belongs to himself, so he can't just look at things outside.
Let Shu say again
It's a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, and Grey Valley is praised. The valley of smoke fights for darkness, and Yunshan repeats.
Since ancient times, the son of dust has dazzled his hometown. There are Confucian scholars in Yun Ge, who are tired by car.
Young guest Ling Min, White Dew shakes Fu Jiang. The years are lonely in the town, and the mountains and rivers are repeating.
Fish swim in deep water, birds love trees. Why not, dear, sit in the article country.
Crickets sing in the family, crickets build nets and violets.
Zhang said that he crossed Chu Huaiwang's tomb.
Yiyi can't be trusted, and the king is defeated. The guest died in Guanguan Road and was buried in Qijiangyang.
Crying for the moon, hungry foxes hunt wild frost. When I heard about Huai Sha, I was sad for thousands of years.
Zhang Shuo on Baling, a restaurant.
Liu Hou closed 10,000 households, and the garden made life last forever. This is a king's profession, and it was given to Lin first.
Prosperity depends on safety, and frost and dew seek each other. Birds are crying outside Chushan Mountain, while apes are crying in the water.
In the dream, the city is near and the sea is deep. Forget about worry, worry-free and not centrifugal.
Xiaoxingbaxia Wang Wei
In summer, I turned my attention to the Three Gorges, and in spring, I recalled the Imperial Capital. A woman is having fun in Qingjiang River, and a crow is in the morning.
The water town is in the city, and the mountain bridge is tree-lined. Climb out of the well and look at two lumens.
People speak different languages, and warblers are the voices of ancient countries. Lai's mountains and rivers are very interesting and feel a little alienated.
National martial arts Longmen Shenquan chess
The Longmen is not carved by Yu, and its wonder is the work of nature. Southwest out of the dam, not with the mountain.
The long sinus stretches for five miles and is embedded in the air. There are surging diving stones, waterfalls and water winds.
There is no running water day and night, spraying in the Longmen. The pool is unpredictable, and algae hang rainbows.
My business is all about seasons and months. Jiang is also very diligent, and it is difficult to be poor.
The situation will save the opportunity to refine medicine in Shandong.
Shen Quanqi, Two Poems of Wushan Gao (Song Poetry)
The twelve peaks of Witch Mountain, together, are flickering. Overlooking Pipa Gorge, overlooking Yunyutai.
Ancient tea depends on the sky, and the waterfall comes every day. Why can't apes crow at night? King Jing's pillow is open.
Goddess set in Gaotang and Wushan. Pei Huiyu, Grace Ford chased him.
Movie Jiang Qianluo, Foreign Minister of Lei Shengxia. There is no auspicious rhyme, and the pavilion is pale.
Wushan is full of high gods.
Wushan is not very high, but strange and new. Dark valleys are suspicious of wind and rain, and dark cliffs are like ghosts and gods.
In the Chu Xiao of the Three Gorges under the moon, the tide is full of Jiujiang spring. In order to ask the guests on the balcony, you should know the dreamer.
Shen Quanqi in The Gate of Hell
(Sohu line of sight note: the gate of hell is the door)
It spread to Lijiang Road yesterday, and now it is at the gate of hell. The land is old, and a few guests return it.
Since I left Beijing, I have lost my temple and my face. Stay on the beach at night and take a walk along Lu Gang Road in the morning.
Horse danger, valley danger, boat danger. Ask me where to vote, southwest cross-country is better.
The Taoist gorge is like Wushan, and Zhu Zuoxin.
The river is as quiet as the morning light, and the stones are as dusk clouds. Sailing boats are first-class scenery, just like Wushan poplar.
The Chu people thought of going home, and the Qin people fell to a foreign land. Apes sing lonely moonlit nights, and then make tears touch their skirts.
Wushan Gao (Shen Quanqi's poem) Zhang Xunzhi
Wushan is not very high, but strange and new. Dark valleys are suspicious of wind and rain, and dark cliffs are like ghosts and gods.
At the dawn of the Three Gorges, the tide is full of Jiujiang spring. In order to ask the guests on the balcony, you should know the dreamer.
Wushan Zhang Xun
How fast the scenery flows, the years can't be chased.
Xie Pei 'an's gift made me feel sorry for myself.
Cen Can Banan Zhouzhong Night Market
At dusk at the ferry, people compete for flow. It's near Zhong Temple and far from Jiangcun.
Seeing the homesickness of geese and smelling the tears of apes. Alone outside Wan Li, the autumn moon is unbearable.
Jingzhou tourist Li Jiayou
Grass color follows the horse, leisurely out of Qin. Water scatters clouds and dreams, and mountains meet Dongting Spring.
The sail shadow is connected to the Three Gorges, and the ape sound is nearby. When the Qing Dynasty was divided into two parts, it was difficult for you to see Ling Du people.
Baling sent twelve Li people to see Wang Changling.
Swaying the vermicelli in Baling Prefecture, the Qingjiang River got wind of it.
The mountains are long and the autumn city is gone, and the clouds are empty.
A member in the rain gathered in Baling Mountain to bid farewell to Liu Changqing.
On Dongting Lake, white hair hangs down to people. The rain is sad, and the Yangtze River leaves.
Cattle and sheep return to their old ways, and apes and birds pick cold branches. Looking from a distance, Yunshan is unknown.
Send someone back to Jingzhou (poem by Li Jiayou) Huang Fuzeng
The color of grass follows the horse and follows the Qin Dynasty. Water scatters clouds and dreams, and mountains meet Dongting Spring.
The sail shadow is connected with the Three Gorges, and the ape sound is close to it. When Qingmen broke up, it was hard to see Ling Du.
Chen Yumiao Xu Hao
Mu is all over the world, and Chuanyuan washes Kyushu. Because it is a nine-life tank, it belongs to the flood-making category.
Ding Ge consolidated the apocalypse and carried out the bandit plan. Open up the homestead industry, always shelter from the wind and rain, carefree.
At the foot of the mountain, there is a spiritual temple, and there is a mirror in front of the door. Like a feast of jade and silk, Roewe Mao.
The books on the acupoints are rotten, and the low palace hall is repaired. Beauty is not bad today, but loose water still exists.
I am responsible for my hometown, and I will also apply for it. The fish knows its nature, the phoenix sighs its phoenix, and the emblem rewards its emblem.
I no longer smell summer music, but only play Chu You. Dancing is not a feather dance, boredom is a cymbal.
Sheng and evenly matched, who is arrogant? The disaster breaks the fierce desire, and the sage takes a break.
At the beginning of Gu Ying's speech, the Australopithecus was lonely. Grass trees are born in spring, and willows are warmer in Tingzhou.
Make good use of the topic, and travel in clothes will make people happy. Like a mechanical system, the official situation is floating in physiology.
The ends of the earth are near the sea, and the days are far from bullfighting. Sincerely, if you can forgive me, I will send it to you one day.
Into the gorge to see my brother Meng Haoran off.
I used to study behind closed doors with my children. I have never taken the risk of turbulence, so I don't care.
From then on, it is hard to talk about hard work. Do evil, dig in the public village.
The wall is high and steep, flowing like a river. I've been here for several nights, and I've never heard of apes.
When you fall in love, you lose your dream on the boat. Tears touch the moon valley, and my heart breaks.
It is difficult to gather from the stars, and the autumn dew has been numerous. Because you went to Nanchu, this book shows your hometown.
Invite for a drink
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?
Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?
Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .
I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, all come back! .
Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly.
Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me.
What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up.
Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.
Prince Chen gave a banquet in the Hall of Completion, and more than a thousand people fought for wine.
Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .
Wu, Qiu and Hu will exchange wine for wine, and share the eternal sorrow with you.
Liangzhou Ci (Tang-Wang Zhihuan)
The Yellow River is far above the white clouds.
Wan Ren is an isolated city.
Why should a strong brother complain about willow?
The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.
1, the Yellow River is far above the white clouds, an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. (Wang Zhihuan's Liangzhou Ci)
2. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan's "In the Heron Villa")
Do you know how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never comes back? (Li Bai's "Into the Wine")
4, the desert is lonely and straight, and the long river falls in yen. (Wang Wei's "Chuangguan Fortress")
5, the peaks are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are on Tongguan Road. (Zhang, "Tongguan Nostalgia")
I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice will block the ferry and I will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain. (Li Bai's "It's Hard to Walk")