Works: Guan Shanyue
Content: The bright moon rises from the mountain of heaven, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.
(2) Shaoling's poems are gloomy and dignified.
Works: In the snow
Content: How many new ghosts are crying and how many old people are sad. At dusk, suddenly snowflakes are dancing in the wind.
(3) The image of this poem is picturesque.
Works: Birdsong Creek
Content: people are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
(4) Elegance and vulgarity of Lotte's poetry * * *
Work: A suggestion for my friend Liu.
Content: There is a ray of green in the old bottle and a trace of red in the quiet stove. It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? !
(5) Li He's poems are excellent.
Works: Yanmen Taishouxing
Content: Dark clouds crushed the city to destroy it, and a light spread to the sun.
In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night.
The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy.
I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death.
(6) Jia Dao's poems are cold and handsome.
Works: Dusan Gan
Content: It has been ten frost in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.
For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown.
(7) Du Mu's poems are broad-minded and graceful.
Works: Climbing Mount Qi on the 9th.
Content: Jiang's shadow geese fly for the first time. They carry pots with them.
Laughter makes people laugh, when chrysanthemums are in full bloom.
But I will get a reward for getting drunk on the festival, and I won't have to sigh when I get there.
Only in this way can Niu Shan know why tears stain clothes.
(8) Li Shangyin's poems are implicit and elegant.
Works: Jinse
Content: I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
(9) Li Yu's ci is decadent and sad.
Works: Meeting You Huan
Content: there is nothing to say when you go to the west building alone, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks the clear autumn.
It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.
(10) Yan Shu's Ci is clear and sparse.
Works: Huanxisha
Content: a new word and a glass of wine. The weather was old last year. When did the sun set?
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path.