Yellow Crane Tower —— Meng Haoran's farewell on his way to Yangzhou
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
Wangtianmen mountain
The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island.
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
Climb the Phoenix Terrace from Nanjing.
There used to be a phoenix on the phoenix platform, and the phoenix went to Taiwan, only Jiangdong returned.
Martial arts flowers were laid on deserted paths, and the number of relatives and friends in the Jin Dynasty has become a famine.
Three mountains and a half fall outside the blue sky, and Egret Island is wet.
There is always a traitor in power, like covering the sky, and Chang' an is depressed when he can't see it.
On a spring night, I smell the flute in Los Angeles.
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.
Wanglushan Waterfall
The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain.
On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
Zaofa baidicheng
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
Thoughts in the dead of night
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
A gift for Wang Lun.
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
Drink with the moon
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Nine times out of ten, I want the moon.
When will the moon appear in the blue sky? I stopped my glass and asked now.
Can't climb the bright moon. The moon walks with people.
As bright as a flying mirror, I am in Danque. All the green smoke has gone out.
But looking at the night from the sea. I'd rather know if I'm going to the cloud.
The white rabbit plays medicine in autumn and comes back to life in spring. Who does Chang 'e live alone with?
Today, people can't see the ancient moon. This month, I took photos of the ancients.
The ancients are like running water today. * * * Look at the bright moon.
I just hope that when this song is suitable for drinking. The moonlight shines in the golden bottle.
Li Bai wrote it.
Tang Dynasty to Five Dynasties:
Du Fu: Memories of Li Bai in Spring is an invincible poem by Bai Ye. Fresh Geng Kaifu, Jun Yibao joined the army. 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 can we have another drink and discuss our poems?
Song of Drinking Eight Immortals is composed of hundreds of poems by Li Bai who was buried in a restaurant in Chang 'an. The son of heaven didn't get on the boat, calling himself Brewmaster.
In previous years, there were fanatics in Send Li Twelve White and Twenty Rhymes, which were called fallen immortals. The pen falls and shocks the wind and rain, and the poem becomes a cry. Since then, the reputation has been greatly improved, and it has not continued since then; The literary talent is extraordinary, and the circulation will be unparalleled. The dragon boat moves late, and the beast gets a new robe; Come to the deep temple during the day, and Qingyun will follow suit. Begging for the best, making promises and meeting my relatives; I have not lost my ambition to live in seclusion, and I feel humiliated. The drama tells pity for the wild, drunk and naive; Drunk dancing in Liangyuan Night, singing in Surabaya Spring. Only if you are arrogant and don't show your heart, you have no neighbors; Chu Shi and Mi Heng are handsome, and Yuan Xian's students are poor. Rice beam is not enough, what does Coix lachryma-jobi tear slander? Wuling Yan steamed the land, and the three dangers exiled the minister. A few years by Peng bird, crying to Kirin alone; Su Wuxian returned to Han, and Huang Gong did nothing to Qin. The farewell ceremony of Chu's strict words and the letter of Liang's prison have been used until then. Who will be righteous? Under the old autumn moon, the riverside began to get sick; Don't blame Bourne, use it and care about it.
There is a cold wind blowing into the distant sky of Li Bai at the end of the sky. What are you thinking, old friend? . The geese never answered me, and the rivers, lakes and seas were flooded by rain. A poet should be careful to prosper, but the devil can trouble a vagrant. It should be * * * murder. Throw him the poem, where he drowned himself in the Milo River.
To Li Bai has been a guest in Du Dong for two years, and it has been very clever. Barbarians are often not satisfied with the smell of fish and vegetables. Is there no green rice to make my color look good? I think the most difficult thing is the lack of elixir. In this deep forest, it seems to be swept with a broom, and there is not even a trace of medicine. You, a famous person in the imperial court, escaped from the Golden Horse Gate and went alone to find the secret. I'm leaving Dongducheng to visit Song Liang, and I'll definitely visit you then.
"To Li Bai" (it's not a typo, it's called to Li Bai with the above one, as if it had been given several times). Qiu Lai is very concerned about this, but he is not ashamed of Ge Hong. Drinking crazy songs and living an empty life, who is arrogant!
It's sad that I didn't see Li Shengjiu in "Be there or be square". The whole world wants to kill people, and I only care about talent. A thousand clever poems and a glass of wine. Kuangshan reading office, it's good to be back with a white head!
In the lonely study of Li Bai in Winter, I always think alone. Look for more biographies of Jiashu, and don't forget the poems of Jiaogong. A short brown wind and frost came in, but it was still late. It was not a whim that led to the Lumen period.
Bai Juyi: Li Bais Tomb digs Li Bai's tomb by the river, bypassing fields and endless grasslands. Poor spring bones, there have been earth-shattering articles. As long as he is a poet, most of his fate is not good, and the poet is poor and frustrated, nothing is better than Li Jun.