Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed.
When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.
2, "Short Song" Zhang Ji
The sky is high and empty, and there are rootless plants during the day.
The temporary return of the streamer to the ground made me young.
Don't be lonely when you meet your husband. Now aging is no longer happy.
The jade bottle has not been filled with wine, so I will worship you for a thousand years.
3. "Miscellaneous songs?" December music speech? July "Li He
The stars in Evian are cold, and the dewdrops in the plate are round.
Good peanuts and wood flour, declining and worrying about empty gardens.
The night sky is like jade, and the pool leaves are extremely green.
I only hate dancing. My shirt is thin, but I know a little about cold flowers.
What is the breeze, Beidou is dry.
4. Li He, Henan December Music Poetry.
The stars in Evian are cold, and the dewdrops in the plate are round.
Good peanuts and wood flour, declining and worrying about empty gardens.
The night sky is like jade, and the pool leaves are extremely green.
I only hate dancing. My shirt is thin, but I know a little about cold flowers.
What is the breeze, Beidou is dry.
5, "Qiu Lai" Li He
Autumn wind hits the heart, the strong man works hard, there is a faint light, and the owl cries for weaving a warm dress.
Who will read the book I wrote with bamboo slips in the future, and don't moth it into dust and holes?
This thought involves, my stomach should be worried tonight, the rain is cold, like an ancient poet comforting a hanging soul.
In the autumn night, in the cemetery, Bao's poems were recited, and their blood feud turned into jasper on the earth, which is hard to disappear for thousands of years.
6. Li He's "Golden Copper Immortal Ci Han Song"
Maoling Liulang is a guest in the autumn wind, and I heard Ma Si's ignorance at night.
The osmanthus tree in the painting column hangs autumn fragrance, and the soil in the thirty-six palaces is green.
Wei Guan led the car thousands of miles, and the sour wind in Dongguan shot at his eyes.
Empty sent John out of the palace door, thinking of your tears like lead water.
Declining orchid to send guests to Xianyang Road, if the sky is old.
The lonely moon is bleak, and the acropolis is low.
7. "Send Chen from Youzhou to his post and send him to his hometown" Lu
Thistle is three thousand miles north, and it has been in Kansai for twenty years.
Feng Tang is still in Han, not Yan.
People are as far away from the Yellow River as the white clouds.
Guo Kui billiards table, Wang Zhao toast.
Old friends get old and old valleys become fields.
Beauty is like yesterday and decay is like autumn.
Xishu Bridge should be destroyed, and the stones in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty are still intact.
The pool is still green and the moon is full.
At the beginning of the cloud, the geese are there, and the court tree wants to sell cicadas.
Send away your old country and cry alone.
8. Li Bai's Huainan Disease, Sent to Shu.
Wu Hui is a floating cloud floating like a passer-by.
If you don't follow your career, you will be forced to rush again and again.
Good planning and Russia abandoning donations, illness is a cotton drama.
Guqin hides an empty box, and a long sword hangs on an empty wall.
Chu cares about Zhong Yi, and the more you sing, the better.
The country is far away, and the countryside is far away.
Memories of the DPRK are like a stage and a dream room at night.
At the beginning of the trip, the atmosphere in autumn is very quiet.
The wind is loose and clear, revealing white grass.
The old friend is invisible, and you dream who is suitable.
Send a book to the west to comfort and leave you.
9. "Angelababy Huaiyang clause Danqiu" Li Bai.
I will be Master Yuan, and my half-name is Tianlun.
There is no declaration contract, so I am very close to Yan Xia.
The taste hates the world, but the meaning is not extended.
Although pine and cypress are bitter, they are ashamed to chase peaches and plums.
There is the Great Wall, beautiful and sunny.
You lose weight on the mountain and get light dust.
The soul is getting dirty, and aging depends on the cause.
I have a knack for grasping your body.
When taking golden medicine, go to Ziyang as a guest.
Everything can't coexist, and the morning light still respects for a hundred years.
Don't go to the southeast, it's so sad and sad.
It was not easy to be ambitious in the past, but we should stick to it for a long time.
I have returned to Tianjin, Bai Yunfei.
10, "Send Monks to Tour Wutai" closed for repair.
It's worth many years to beg for food when the teacher visits the top five scholars.
Who is the companion, full of people.
The silt river high embankment was demolished, and the ancient city was empty.
Be sure to go to Huayan Temple, and the teacher will judge the public.
1 1, "Tian Zuojia" Huang Furan
Lying on the burning plateau, looking for spring in the empty valley.
After the wax is taken out of the mud, before spring comes.
Zhuangzi's drug test record for Scouts.
There are three abandoned villages, which have been in decline for more than one hundred years.
If you are good, go to the mountain monk and sleep in the wild.
Instead of hating the distance, it is better to draw on the stream and seek to deviate from the ground.
Xiangzi knows firewood road, and Taoist buys corn fields.
Xuefeng will have a beautiful scene tomorrow night, and the wind and geese are in a hurry.
And renamed it the title of cockroach, Ning Zhiming wears cicada.
The teacher is tired and the husband is virtuous.
Take care of everything and seek righteousness.
Ji Kang is lazy and chronic, only narcissism.
12, Li Duan's "Historical Records and the Book of Rites"
Without the magic of the western gods, I have wasted my time.
When ambition is tired, there will be more and more floating things.
I don't know each other, and the years have been fixed.
Excuse me, Zong Jushi, who is this gentleman?
13, Li Duan's "An Answer to the Elderly in Daicun"
After the dust in Luo Jing, the fireworks in villages and towns became sparse.
Teenagers have lost their homes. What do they want in their twilight years?
Cry on the river at night and walk home in the snow in cold weather.
You shouldn't see it when you know it. When you say it, tears will overflow your clothes.
14, sin song Meng Jiao
Although it is a loose posture, what is a suitable frost wind?
In February, trees are greener than pine branches.
Don't call saints metaphors, and don't call fools rules.
Easy to be knighted and eager for life.
Since Petra is here, so am I.
Jinghe River and Weihe River flow together, and turbidity and turbidity are separated.
There are four seasons in the sky, and there are always ups and downs.
Prosperity is always brilliant, and decline is always declining.
It is very disrespectful to obey God's orders.
If you are not a minister, you will be alone.
15, Out of the East Gate, Meng Jiao
Hungry horse bones also shrugged and drove out of the east gate alone.
When a teenager has a timetable, he will run for ten days.
The ice is not for me, rushing to the plain.
I am silent about the grass, and I am afraid of turning over at night.
Self-organization throughout life, elegant in a thousand words.
Tao, like a silkworm, turns the intestine.
16, Dong Meng Jiao
An old man can't do anything for a week.
Frozen horses eat four hooves and it is difficult to collect them.
The short scenery flies by, and the afternoon sun doesn't rise.
Young days are bright, old days are sad.
The worry of the day is in the sun, and the arrow of the years is like a shovel.
What does everything smell like? You have been a prisoner all your life.
If you don't know the benefits of words, you will die.
17, Meng Jiao, "After Yi Youdi helped the stone back to Xingyi Village, he left others alone."
Who said that the old residence stopped and the host suddenly became a guest?
A servant's words are strong, but he fears the end.
What you want, what you want.
Eating is fine and thick, and clothes are not wide or narrow.
Return air is idle, and the crescent moon is empty.
A scholar has a hundred servants, but no official has a surname.
A husband is ashamed of himself, but his decline will be white.
Lan Jiao died long ago, and Yujing was forced by others.
I only looked in the mirror in my heart and didn't make it clear.
18, Autumn, Meng Jiao
Lonely bones are hard to lie down at night, and insects are chirping.
Cry without tears, autumn dew dripping wet.
Strength is like a cape for a while, and it is like weaving.
There is no new heart in the moved mood, but there are memories in the sadness.
Endure to chase the south sail, Jiangshan convention in the past.
The autumn moon is ice, and the old guest records the list.
Coody Leng's dream was shattered, and the cold wind combed his bones.
The disgusting words were printed on the table, and my intestines turned to worry.
Doubt is unfounded, and empty listening is groundless.
The phoenix tree is withered and towering, and the sound is like a funeral bomb.
A foot and a month pass the house, and the chestnut flies like a sword.
Old bones also surprised, sick and weak.
Insects are greedy for cutting colors, and birds are burning.
Widow moths so silk, lonely cry smoke more thinking.
You can't catch up with the fleeting time, but you can't return to dusk.
In autumn, the old are poorer, and there is no door to the broken house.
A moon fell on the bed, and the wind was everywhere.
Dreams are no longer far away, and weak hearts are easy to return.
It will be green when you go to Pa, and it will linger in the afterglow.
There are few things to do in the wild, and it is against the plan.
Grass-roots worm, business is small with me.
The bamboo wind suddenly talks, and the boudoir steals.
Ghosts and gods don't listen, so it's hard to tell each other apart.
Commercial leaves fall in drought and rain, and autumn clothes lie in a single cloud.
Sick bones can be chewed, and sour groans can also be written.
Thin savings have dried up so much that strong savings have fallen with the West.
Life is a matter, but words are words.
Old bones is afraid of the moon, which has a sword.
You can't do it. The cold soul sits by itself.
Holding the empty mirror of the mother nest, the fairy soars on the ice floe.
I'm afraid I'll turn over when I'm afraid.
The single bed is bright, thin and serious.
If the river is not washed, the turbid water will be clear.
Poetry was strong in the past and empty in the past, so why should poetry decline today?
Old age is full of different troubles, and morning and night are not one heart.
Businessmen cry for bad luck, and noise is hard to find.
Autumn grass is as fine as hair, and Zhen Fang is resplendent and magnificent.
When it is fresh at night, sunny days are easy to be cloudy.
A person with weak learning ability is ashamed of himself. He doesn't know what he wants.
As soon as I saw the dew, I was already full of wisdom.
It is an old proverb to guard against the deep.
At the end of the year, the economy is dry and the autumn wind is whistling.
Weave without clothes, monks sing.
The sound of business is late at night, and the waste is moving forward.
Green hair is like a garden in autumn, but once it is cut, it will never come back.
Teenagers, hungry flowers, will never see them again.
The gentleman is determined, and the villain does not dispute.
If you fight too many battles, you won't live long, and Heaven will resign its profits.
Cold dew, dry wind blowing.
The autumn is deep and the moon is bitter, and the old worm has a thick voice.
There are many ochre beads and fragrant vines.
When the vegetation is also interesting, it is as cold as spring.
Sadness is gone, which is different from my heart.
Old people are different in the morning and evening, and life and death are daily.
Sit quietly and lie with the sky.
See the door short, listen to the wind.
It is also like carving, so as to avoid fiber and listen.
The waves thank the beginning, but they return to the end.
Lonely friends, close friends.
Young and yellow, poor in autumn.
Four seasons pressure each other, natural worry.
The south is vast and the north is poor.
I miss that distant river, and I think of it in autumn.
It is difficult to hoe food and ugly clothes.
If the dust does not form itself, who will pass on the ancient songs?
You Zhu shouted ghosts and gods, and Chu Tiesheng was a dragon.
People with lofty ideals have many different feelings, and they are suppressed by evil intentions.
Thinking about rags until I die.
Learning music is not sound, how stubborn and deaf it is.
Obviously, I want to write it as Gao Chong.
The bitterness is getting heavier and heavier, and the old strength is getting weaker and weaker.
I am often afraid of getting out of bed temporarily and can't go back to the door.
Hungry people pay more attention to food, while cold people pay more attention to clothes.
There is nothing to be generalized and followed.
If you lose the second place in Chinese, you will be scarred outside.
Osmanthus fragrans rot, and Osmanthus fragrans damages its virginity.
A bad word loses its fragrance, but a bad word can last forever.
Regret before you die, and chase after you regret.
Alas, I am frivolous and arrogant all day long.
Flow is flashing, withering and crushing are all signs.
The thorn branches cry bitterly, and the tung leaves are frosty.
The old bug made an iron sound, and the frightened beast roared alone.
The business air washes the sound thin, and the night shade drives the scenery.
19, "Visiting Zhao Cheng Temple with Wang 2 1 members" in Meng Jiao.
Luo Youren was silent, riding the dust.
A monk left late and his words were full of fragrance.
Yao ce bing, powder wall ying.
The broad hibiscus, the blue temple and the glass are even.
Metaphysical talk about the best in the island, with new words.
Laugh at the cold bamboo banquet, and welcome the guests from Qingyun.
Take care of the rest as soon as possible, and the baby will be disabled.
20, "Recalling Jiangnan Brother" Meng Jiao
White-headed eyes drop blood and only look at dreams.
When the muscles are strong, the soul is still in the East.
Look at the stars. Get up and look at the sky.
Looking up to the sky and seeing no one, Jiang Haibo is endless.
Aging has no power, calling has no wind.
What's the point of landing?
Chang Shi * * * was educated, but he was born away from Weng.
Life is inseparable from litigation, and God is never smart.
Can't stand pine and cypress, bend over.
It's no use flogging yourself. You know what to teach and what not to worship.
Try to bring a stick, and the rest will be the same as yours.
Otherwise there will be shame after death, come to a bad end.