1. At Helen's cabin
Year: Tang Author: Chang Dang
Stay close to the birds and away from the noise.
The weather surrounds Ye Ping, and rivers pass through the mountains.
2. "He Xinlang Xia Tian Blows"
Year: Song Author: Wei Liaoweng
It's raining, the sky is falling, there is moonlight everywhere, and Daming is born. Rich wood is three times as high as thousands of feet, regardless of countless idle clouds. Turn around and leave, the world will be sooner or later. The rise and fall of the ages is only a trickle, flowing day and night. Nai is different from the world.
Today's Feng Qi Ji Dian. A hundred years later, I can't move it, but I can't push it. The sluice cut off the river and blocked the sea, but the fish were not released. How many sighs, hero dust. Passengers with high westerly winds asked him if he looked up and saw Nanshan. The flowers are rotten and the grass is rotten.
3. "Shuilongyin Wang Chunlou Hiding"
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Looking at the waves outside the building in spring, looking at the bronze mirror in the old year. Refined into Bao Yue, fly to the sky, and the Milky Way flows. At the jade hook curtain, the rhinoceros dust is fragrant and fragrant. Remember the lock of Yinyun Temple, cut the flower dew, bend the river bank and spring breeze. Huai province. The world of mortals is quiet during the day, returning in the afternoon and singing late. Spring forest embroidered pen, warbler edge clear, gold rafters twisted. Yuen Long looks like a fairy, with a pair of green windows and a deep vision. Let Qiong Ying do the math. Gong Mei believed it long ago, and it will last forever.
4. "Peace and happiness, light smoke and little rain"
Year: Qing Dynasty Author: Nalan Xingde
Smoke is light and rain is light, which is ugly. A broken rainbow hangs on the tree, which is also the afterglow of chaotic mountains.
Eyes are high, the journey is broken, and the clouds are thousands of miles away. The river goes east day and night, and the brocade book should be entrusted to Pisces.
5. "Fan Shi"
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Cold rattan frost dew after the autumn, dream of playing Bai Ou in rivers and lakes.
For twenty years, I have been watching the river from the sky.