Wang Fuji Wang Jian
Where I am waiting for my husband, the river is surging. A woman turned to stone and never looked back.
After days of rain, pedestrians return to stone.
Cao Xueqin, a self-painted stone
Love this perforated stone, exquisite and natural.
Tracing back to the source, in which year will it fall into the world?
If you are willing to go back to the end and have nothing, you can make up for it.
Be a stubborn little fairy without asking for more rewards.
Shuangshi Baijuyi
There are two stones, strange and ugly.
Commonly used incomparable, people don't take it.
The knot begins with the embryo and ends at the mouth of Dongting.
Stay in the waterfront forever, once in my hands.
Come to the county to wash away the dirt.
The hole is deep in black smoke and thick in moss.
The old dumplings are flat, with Gu Jian as the head.
Suddenly I suspect that the sky is falling, unlike this world.
One can crumble, and the other can store my wine.
The steep mountain is several feet high, and the depression can accommodate a fight.
Five strings are on its left, and a cup is on its right.
Depression is not empty, and Yushan has been depressed for a long time.
Everyone has his own hobbies and wants his spouse for everything.
I'm afraid of juvenile court. I can't afford to get old.
Ask Shuangshi later, can you accompany me?
Although stone can't talk, it makes me three friends.
Taihu Bai Shi ju yi
It's strange to look at doddering from a distance.
Only eight or nine feet tall, if you're looking for it.
Embedded in Huayang Cave, overlapping Kuangshan Cen.
Cactus is wide and sword door is deep.
The crown is ancient in shape and clear in color.
It rustles before autumn, and it will rain first.
Tian Zi thinks that it is different, and it is not in the place where it is used.
Sharpening a knife is not as good as sharpening it, and reeling it is not as good as anvil.
The master's will is as heavy as gold.
The creator of Iraq can only know my heart.
Answer those who are too withdrawn.
Occasionally I come to sleep under a pine tree with a stone in my head.
There is no calendar in the mountains, and I don't know what month the cold used to be.
From Wang Changling's Yue Ying Ling River Collection.
Zang Dihan Cang Jiang, Shi An drink.
In the sky, I practice snow condensation in the dense forest, and I ride an iron eagle with my own arms.
Fisherman's Ci/Fisherman Huihong
I'm not afraid of slippery rocks, but when I came back to my beloved pony, I said that the bones were scattered and there was no way to go. It is natural to be bright day and night, but the cold days in ancient temples are still evil. It's so happy to burn firewood and worship Buddha together at night, and it's so stupid to wipe egg tarts. I don't need to send it from the master of education college.
Fisherman Aoxin Miracle
Moral articles are handed down from generation to generation, so you naturally have to close three positions. At the moment, Ghost Mountain holds the Xijiang River, and 36,000 people are drunk every day. The temples are only lush and green, and the stones in the river compete with each other. Obviously, there is a long word in the middle.
Yulouchun Xin Qiji
The grass grows by the Pipa Pavilion.
Incense burner peak smiles. Occasionally, I will be next to Yuxi East, and I feel that the old is not a bald head. Master Putuo has magical powers.
The shadow disappeared into the stone.
It seems that dedication is wordless, and it is like compassion.
Zhang Hu LV ci Shi tou an
Walking on the stone bank is contrary to the body and things.
This ancient country is remote, so there are few rivers.
The sound of water is endless, and the mountains depend on each other.
Melancholy has no idioms, and rows of crows fly again.
Through Stone Town and Zhang Hu.
The tombs of many relics are in the west, and the six generations belong to the roots of creeping weed.
Only at the end of the year, China was full of brilliance, and the stone city was flooded with thousands of scars.
Chen Gong complained about two Xu Hun songs.
The wind and the river are late, and the past does not forget the future.
Cao Sheng Palace has no owner, so who is the flower of Yushu back garden?
The mountain is dangerous and the water is long. I don't believe that Sui soldiers come to stone.
A song of flowers in the back garden of Yushu, the same as Jingyang Building.
Send Zhu Kejiu back to Kado, Vietnam.
Shichengbo, the clock is early and the north is solid.
The tide is high in Lu Ting, and the windows on the ship are out of space.
Wu Shan invaded the people, and Sui and Liu entered the Tang Dynasty.
I will lower my head every day to adjust my diet, and I will write a letter to He Fu.