2, thick cloth wrapped in life, full of poetry.
3. White is invincible and imaginative. Li Bai's poems are the fresh wind of Yu Xin's poems and the backbone of Jun Zai's works. Now, I am alone on the spring tree in Weibei, and you are on each side of the sun, sunset and sky in the southeast, and you can only miss. When is the toast, weight and details?
Pure wine fee, 10 thousand copper coins for a gold cup and a hip flask, and the jade plate is worth 10 thousand yuan. I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain. I want to cross the Yellow River, but the ice blocked the ferry; I want to climb the Taihang Mountain, but the sky is covered with snow. I came to fish and sit on the stream, but I suddenly dreamed of driving a boat and sailing towards the sun. It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk, a lot of roads, and today's safety. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
5, Jiangshan has talents, each leading the way for hundreds of years.
6. Where were those lost times before me? Behind me, where are the future generations? .
7, thousands of clever poems, a glass of wine.