The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth.
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
2. Ode to history
Jinfen is a celebrity in fifteen southeast states.
The prison basin is full of guests' exercises, and the talent of group fans is upstream.
Avoid seats, fear to smell the literary inquisition, and write a book to benefit the rice beam.
Tian Heng 500 people live in peace, don't come back as soon as possible?
3. "Mangan"
I am disappointed to join the army, and I hate the word Southeast.
One flute and one sword, equal business, negative reputation for fifteen years.
4. "Song Yuting Fragrant Wind"
Lord of the five mountains, king of the south of the city.
A thousand people shake hands and make my sleeves smell good for three years.
5. Autumn Heart (I)
The heart of autumn is like the sea, but there are unexpected autumn souls.
Desert tulips in the arms, elegant ancient Yu Pei in the waist.
The northwest is cold, and the sword is full of southeast flutes.
There are countless big stars, and they fall into the forest in January.
6. Sitting at night (Part 1)
It is better to look up at the sky than to sit on the sad screen in spring night.
When one mountain rises, thousands of mountains are jealous, and all is silent, the emperor sits in the spirit.
The traffic jam seems strange and feminine, and Jiangdong has long lost a few satellites.
I never get tired of asking questions, but I have called out Heng E's poems and listening.
7. Sitting at night (Part II)
Thinking about the north and southeast, one can only be sea and air.
When I was strong, I began to devote myself to the history of the Zhou Dynasty, but I didn't want to fall into the virtuous wind.
Only when you work hard and worship the general as an immortal will you feel deeply moved.
In case the Zen pass is broken, the beauty is like a jade sword like a rainbow.
8, "Jihai Miscellaneous Matters" (its 125)
Only the great explosive power of lightning can make the land of China exude vitality, but the social and political situation is not angry, but a kind of sadness.
I advise God to cheer up and not stick to certain norms to belittle more people.
9. Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems (18)
The poet never found a bosom friend and was tired of singing with tears in his eyes.
Provoked Er Weng to do evil, and Xiao Qiao returned to his heart in an independent way.
10, Jihai chores (9)
Cuiwei Mountain is near Zhetan Lake, so it is difficult to say goodbye to this mountain.
The wind of Ficus pumila is called the soul of a righteous man, and colorful branches erode the bones of a beautiful woman.