First, "A Thought in Chang 'an":
1 is my dream scene, peach blossom dipped in willow blue. There are thousands of circuits in Chang 'an, and Tieyi is my only place. I like to hear about the glory of my alma mater, and my old friend will continue to be brilliant. I am happier in the sunshine ahead, and three years is the battlefield. Tiejun has been wearing military uniforms and silver guns. The white dove spreads its wings and flies, and its young blood is sonorous. It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan. How can people not hesitate at the fork in the road? But give up distractions and talk nonsense with others. My way, I go my own way! When I miss Chang 'an, my relatives and friends are still there.
More than 2,30 fellow villagers and more than 30 middle school students are around. Xuehai is inch by inch, full of rolls, and pear blossoms are fragrant. The battle songs are loud and powerful, and the iron shoulders charge ahead. Get together and leave the song, then get together and make a short story. When we come back, we will meet old friends and meet old friends. Half-separation is not bitter, but three years is only a matter of time! Think of Chang 'an, don't forget peace of mind. At the thought of Chang 'an, the iron shoulder is as wide as the sky. When I miss Chang 'an, this is the pedal of my dream. When I miss Chang 'an, I hope I can make waves in this city again.
Second, "Chang 'an Spring Hope"
1, the east wind blows rain over the green hills, and the grass seems idle. Hometown is in a dream, when can I return; Winter went to spring, and in Laizhou, Jiangxi, several people returned to China. Outside Chang 'an, the Ye Yuan River criss-crosses, extending beyond the clouds on the horizon, and inside Chang 'an, the palaces in the palaces are shrouded in a sunset. Who knows that I am a scholar, born in troubled times, alone, white-haired, haggard, wandering in the desolate mountains. What you see in your eyes and think in your heart are nothing more than sad scenes, sad feelings, shallow singing and three sighs, which are easy to arouse people's sympathy and pity after reading. This is the expression of femininity.
2. Riding a thin horse and walking slowly on the ancient road in Chang 'an, the tall willow Qiu Chan hissed. At sunset, the autumn wind blows hard on vilen. Looking up, I saw the sky hanging from all directions.