1, spring eye
With the forest gradually calming down, there are not many people on the mountain who can go to Xue. The spider silk hanging in the air is flying with quiet squid, and Bai Niao can be seen far from the stone road.
Sometimes I miss my old friends in the mountains, and how many times I dream of the cave of wisteria in the fog. The clothes were covered with dust, and finally, the well reached Caihe and water chestnut by the lake.
2, yuan two songs
Today is the Lantern Festival in my hometown. I am lonely, lonely, lonely and desolate village. Fortunately, there are books left to accompany me, and I am glad that no horse was invited to travel.
Spring has come, the grass pavilion is full of plum blossoms, and the moon is not soluble in the courtyard. The lanterns in the class are gathered by brothers, and the heavy cymbals should be read all over the floor.
Last year's Lantern Festival bronze drums were still on the scene in the capital, which sounded like rolling thunder. The moon is hidden in the light of the court building, and the sound of hooves on the road is floating in the wind.
In the land of famine, it is often sad to look back on the past and hear people's flutes in the middle of the night. I remember turning to many happy things. Xiaozong once lifted the ban on Liang Gong.
Disciples sent two songs to Longli Road Middle School.
The road between the mountains is rugged, and it is disturbing that the wise men sent me so far. The dark clouds above the stream add to the sadness of parting. The wind blows and the snow falls all over the hair.
The candlelight hall also speaks * * * language, and Guizhi Qiudian listens to climbing. As long as I miss each other and don't have too many letters, I hope you can learn more deeply after each other.
In the evening, I came to the snowy mountain area of Chengguan, and my mood and sadness bid farewell to the people who passed away. My classmates followed me in difficult times, which made me ashamed and reminded me of the story of Confucius' wife in the Song Dynasty.
Why not drink together at the end of the year? Remember to send a letter in spring. Don't refuse to sit by the night candle. After tomorrow, the distant place that disappears will separate our thoughts.