Ancient poems of five characters and sixteen lines

"Send off Qi Wuqian and return home" (Wang Wei) There are no hermits in the Holy Age, and all the heroic spirits have returned. So the guests from Dongshan were not allowed to visit Caiwei. Now that we are far away from Kinmen, who is saying that my path is wrong? The cold food is spent in Jianghuai, and the spring clothes are sewn in Jingluo. I'll drink wine on the road to Chang'an, but I'm of the same mind and against my will. When walking, there is a floating osmanthus tree, and soon the thorn leaf is brushed. The trees in the distance lead travelers, and the rays of light are falling on the lonely city. If my plan is not suitable, don't say that I have few close friends.

"Looking for the hermit in the Western Mountains but not meeting them" The top is a maoci, which goes straight up for thirty miles. There are no servants in the gate, but only a few cases in the room. If it weren't for driving a car, it would be fishing for autumn water. If we don't meet each other, we will stand still in the air. The color of grass is in the new rain, and the sound of pine trees is heard outside the window. This is so quiet and quiet that it is enough to make your heart and ears happy. Although there is no guest idea, he is quite clear. You can only go down the mountain when your excitement is over, why wait for your son?

Lu Chai [Tang Dynasty] Wang Wei

No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but people can hear their voices.

Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again.

Zhuli Pavilion [Tang Dynasty] Wang Wei

Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly.

People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine.

Farewell [Tang Dynasty] Wang Wei

Let's see each other off in the mountains, the sunset covers the firewood.

The spring grass will be green next year, will the king and grandson return?

Playing the Qin Liu Changqing

On the seven strings, listening quietly to the cold wind in the pines.

Although the ancient tune is self-loving, many people today don’t play it.

Send to the Master Liu Changqing

How can the lonely crane live in the human world!

Momai Wozhou Mountain was known to people at that time.

Sending Qiu Yuan Outside on an Autumn Night Wei Yingwu

Huaijun belongs to the Autumn Night, and I take a walk to sing the cool sky.

The pine nuts are falling on the empty mountain, and the secluded people should not be sleeping.