Visiting Shanxi Village (Southern Song Dynasty) Luyou
Moxiao’s farmhouse is full of wax and wine, and there are enough chickens and dolphins for visitors during the good years.
There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright. A village.
The flutes and drums follow the Spring Society, and the simple and ancient customs of clothing remain.
From now on, if you can take a leisurely ride in the moon, I will knock on the door all the time with a stick.
< p> Drinking on the Qujiang River in the Tang Dynasty·Du FuSitting at the head of the river outside the garden, the palace of the water spirit turns dim.
The peach blossoms are chasing the falling poplars, and the yellow birds are here. White birds fly.
Indulge in drinking for a long time and judge people to be abandoned, and laziness is really contrary to the world.
The official situation is even more aware that Cangzhou is far away, and the boss is injured and has not even brushed his clothes.
Guan Shanyue
Author Li Bai
Poetry
The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.
Long The wind blowing tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.
The Han descended on Baidu Road, and Hu glanced at the Qinghai Bay.
The origin of the battlefield was that no one returned.
The garrison guest looked forward to the battle. The color on the edge is so bitter when I think about returning home.
The tall building is like this night, and I can’t sigh.
Climbing Lanshan in autumn to send a picture to Meng Haoran from the Five Tang Dynasties
Beishan In the white clouds, the hermit feels happy. Looking at each other, he climbs high, and his heart follows the flying geese.
Sorrow arises in the dusk, and the mood is in the autumn. When I see people returning to the village, I cross the sand to rest.
The trees on the horizon are like shepherd's purses, and the islands on the riverside are like the moon. Why bring wine to get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival?