1. Night parking on Jiande River
Tang Meng Hao ran
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
Docking the ship on a foggy continent, new worries welled up in the guests' minds at dusk. The boundless wilderness is darker than trees, and the river is clear and the moon is close to people.
2. Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain
Tang Libai
The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered.
You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.
Birds fly without a trace, and a white cloud floats away. You look at me and I look at you. They don't hate each other. It's just me and Jingting Mountain ahead.
3. Tianya
Don
One after another, the spring scenery is unique in the world, and the red is growing westward.
Beautiful oriole, if you have tears, please sprinkle me on the beautiful flower on the highest branch.
The flowery spring is alone at the end of the world, and the end of the world is becoming more and more red. Beautiful oriole, if you have tears, please sprinkle flowers on the highest branch for me.
Note: Oblique: ancient pronunciation reads xi.
4. Leyuan Scenic Area
In the evening, I was unhappy and drove to Gu.
Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.
I was in a bad mood at night and drove to Guyuan. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, buried by the coming night.
5.Titu Chengnanzhuang
Tang cuihu
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
On this day last year, at this gate, the girl's beautiful face and peach blossom set each other off in red. Now that girl has disappeared, only peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
join the army
Don Wang Changling
There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan.
Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.
Qinghai Lake is covered with dark clouds, and the continuous snow-capped mountains are bleak. Yumen, the ancient city of frontier fortress, is a grand pass, thousands of miles away, facing each other from afar. The soldiers guarding the border have been through many battles, their armor is worn out, their ambitions are immortal, and they will never return to their hometown until they defeat the invading enemy.