The makeup powder is not tomorrow, but always next to the Chaoyang flower tree.
Cold eaters fight for nothing, and money is scattered in the library first.
The Women's Football Match in the Palace written by Qian Fu, a poet in the Ming Dynasty, is vivid. After reading it, it's like being in the environment, which makes people applaud.
On the spot of Cuju in February, fairy wind blew two beautiful juan.
Sweat is stained with powder, flowers contain dew, and dust flies in the beauty willow.
Jade bamboo shoots hang low in the green sleeves, and golden lotus is exposed obliquely in the red skirt.
After several trips, I felt weak and wished I could not kill the beautiful boy in Chang 'an.
The ancients also praised football fanaticism as follows:
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Don? Lipper
What is Li Xinjia's national capability?
There are nine levels of swords and halberds. Songs and bells are boiling in Sanjiang.
Penglai is like a natural structure. Pearls boast about clouds and immortals.
In the golden palace of cockfighting. Cuju Yao Tai Bian.
The action rocked the day. Command back to the sky.
What's wrong with it? I lost my way and gave up my donation.
The unique Yang Zhi Ji. The closed-door grass is too mysterious.
Cold food is east of the city.
Don? Wang Wei
A clear stream runs through the peach and plum trees, and the water waves ripple green and moist.
There are only a few families by the stream, and most of the fallen flowers float eastward.
Kick the ball higher than the bird and fly out of the green poplar forest with a wave of his hand.
Young people go to play separately for a few days every day, and there is no need to wait until Qingming and Shangsi.
The fourth feeling in late spring
Song? Lu you
Teenagers ride into Xianyang, and storks are as light as butterflies.
Cuju was watched by thousands of people, and the swing was busy all spring.
The scenery is like yesterday, and low ambition only hurts yourself.
There is nothing in Yongdong Zhai. It sweeps the snow behind closed doors and only burns incense.
Evonne, a fan of the Song Emperor, once watched a water polo match.
Then sing a poem with a picture of seven-character quatrains:
On the west side of the garden corridor, the blue ditch is long, the bamboo is dense, and the green shadow is cool.
Throw the ball in the water to make a distance, and the meteor shines a little.
Xin Qiji's poem "Throwing Water", that is, water polo on the Qiantang River;
Wu er is not afraid of dragon anger, and the storm is flat.
Watch the red flag fly, jump straight on the fish and dance in the waves.
Han Yu described the polo match in detail in the poem "Bian Si presented Zhang Fu Shooting":
The temple exchanges the county corner, and the building is ten steps flat.
Cao Cao's decisive victory was decided before his appointment, and hundreds of horses and hooves set each other off.
The ball is separated from the earthquake, and the red bull is tied to gold.
Turn your arms sideways to the horse's belly, and touch the thunderbolt with your hands.
These vivid strokes are really crazy.
Archery has a long history in China.
During the Tang and Song Dynasties, archery activities have been integrated into social customs.
Even court women are keen on archery.
A sobbing song by the river.
Du Fu
The cavalry in front of them all carried bows and arrows.
Snow-white horse, chewing yellow gold.
An archer, chest up, through the clouds,
A smile is a falling wing.
In ancient sports poems, the dragon boat race is the most reflected. Liu Yuxi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote in the poem Kyoto Qu:
Young fork strikes thunder, thunder, turbulence and sound collapse.
Dragons move in the rain. Let's drink. Let's drink.
Yang Wanli, a poet in the Song Dynasty, described "Jiao Di" as a poem of wrestling.
The wonderful performance in the square will make you smile.
When the horn arrived, they gave a banquet and took the class out of the temple to wear flowers.
Mao Zedong, a mountain climber, has climbed 35 mountains. The 257-meter Nanfeng, the 365,438+04-meter Beifeng and the 239-meter Huangyushan have all been climbed more than once. Beifeng posted it at least three times.
His "Five Ways to See the Mountain";
When I went to Beifeng for the third time, Hangzhou looked empty.
Peach Blossom Ridge, the trees beside Feng Fei Pavilion are blooming in the wind.
Find a fan when it's hot, and a beautiful woman when it's cold.
It's floating. Welcome to Nighthawk. "
The article was transferred from Linfen Judo.