1, Jingyesi, Li Bai, the foot of my bed is so bright, can it be frosted already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
2. Gordon, Du Fu, in the strong wind, apes are sobbing, and birds fly home on the clear lake and white beach. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Xiao Chun, Meng Haoran, I woke up easily in this spring morning, and birds were singing everywhere. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
4, Fuguyuan grass farewell, Bai Juyi, the vast grass across the plain, come and go with the four seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
5. Jiang Xue, Liu Zongyuan, hundreds of mountains without birds, thousands of roads without footprints. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
6. Climb the Yellow Crane Tower, Wang Zhihuan, where mountains cover the day and rivers run into the sea. By going up one flight of stairs, look further.
7, will enter the wine, Li Bai, you don't see how the water of the Yellow River moves out of the sky and into the ocean, never to return. 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?
8, after the snow, the ancient city map, Han Yu, empty mountain after the rain, standing in the autumn night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
9. Jiang Xue, Liu Zongyuan, hundreds of mountains without birds, thousands of roads without footprints. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
10, Xiao Chun, Meng Haoran, this spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
1 1, Fu Qu Yuan Cao Bie, Bai Juyi, rambling grass across the plain, come and go with the four seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
12, Gordon, Du Fu, apes sobbed from the vast sky in the strong wind, and birds flew home on the clear lake and white beach. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
13, the Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran on his way to Yangzhou. Old friend Li Bai bid farewell to the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
14, Song of Eternal Sorrow, Bai Juyi, the emperor of China, longed to shake the beauty of an empire. After many years on the throne, he searched and never found it. Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her. However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day.
15, if she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace. It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin.