The colder it is, the louder it is. At dawn, I look at my aging face in the mirror for the first time. Hearing the wind blowing through the window, Zhu Cong shook the window, pushed open the door and saw the snow-capped mountains full of mountains.
The drifting air makes the long alley quiet, and the snow-covered snow scene makes people realize the spacious leisure in the yard. Excuse me, how are you at home? It must be calm, and it's still tight to live in Chai Men.
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The silver pot perches on the golden arrow, and the flower curtain covers the beauty. Cold butterflies have no dreams, and cold candles have smoke.
Cicada sings quietly in the middle of the night, and frog drums for a long time. Xiao Lang is safe when facing the court.
Guanniaoxi (Wang Wei)
People are idle and sweet-scented osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon rises and the mountain birds are startled, when the spring flows.
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Knock the chess piece with flowers, the mountain is still, and the water is noisy.
The wind visited the willows and rustled all over the mountains.
Jiang Nanchun (Tang) Du Mu
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
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Shili lotus is green and red, and Shiqiao Caotang has a willow wind.
The overlord and the aristocrat are now at peace, and Jiangshan is still painting.
Ikekami (Tang) Bai Juyi
A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back.
He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat on the trail.
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A beautiful woman swings on a swing, and her sleeves attract colorful butterflies.
When the partition wall disappears, laughter comes with the wind.