When Gusu lived in Wuqi on stage, Xi Shi was drunk in Wu Palace.
Wu Ge's Chu Dance Festival is not over yet, and Qingshan wants to win half the day.
There are many leaks in the silver arrow golden pot. From the beginning, the autumn moon falls into the river.
the east is getting higher and higher.
Travel and hunt
I didn't read a word when I was born, but I know how to swim and hunt lightly.
Hu maqiu is fat and suitable for white grass, so it's arrogant to ride in the shadows.
The golden whip brushed the snow and waved the sheath, and the eagle was half-stunned and went out of the outer suburbs.
The full moon is full of bow and bend, and the sky is falling and flying.
seaside visitors are easy to change, and they are angry with the British wind and shake the sand.
Confucian scholars are not as good as rangers, so it's no good to have a white head.
Drink wine. asking for the moon
When will there be a moon in the blue sky? I'll stop for a glass and ask.
people can't climb the bright moon, but they follow people when they walk on the moon.
As bright as a flying mirror near the Danque, the green smoke is extinguished.
but seeing the night coming from the sea, I'd rather know if it's going to the clouds.
The white rabbit is playing with medicine to revive the spring in autumn. Who is Chang 'e living alone with?
Today, people don't see the ancient moon, but this month they used to look at the ancients.
if people in ancient times are running like water today, it is the same when they look at the bright moon.
I only hope that when the song is right for the wine, the moonlight always shines in the golden bottle.
Bai Yunbian
There is no smoke in the autumn night in Nanhu Lake, and it can ride straight to the sky.
Let's buy wine and Bai Yunbian on the moonlight in Dongting.
on climbing in nanjing to the terrace of phoenixes
phoenixes that played here once, so that the place was named for them, have abandoned it now to this desolate river.
the paths of Wu Palace are crooked with weeds, the garments of Jin are ancient dust.
Three mountains and a half fall in the sky, like this Island of White Egrets dividing the river.
a cloud has arisen between the Light of Heaven and me, to hide his city from my melancholy heart.