Wei of the Three Kingdoms: Cao Zhi
Boil beans for soup,
Think of it as juice.
The mash burns under the pot,
The beans are crying in the kettle.
Born from the same root,
Why are you in such a hurry to blow each other up?
2 Bird Watching Creek King
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
Farewell Xin Jian at the Lotus Pavilion
3 (Tang) Wang Changling
Cold rain at night, Wu,
Pingming Chugu Mountain in Fujian.
If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other,
A piece of ice is in the jade pot.
Du Fu in Tang Dynasty searched for flowers by the river alone.
Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers,
Thousands of flowers bent the branches.
Butterflies have been dancing,
Charming songbirds sing freely.
5 lime songs
Yu Qian
A thousand hammers cut deep mountains,
Idle, burning.
I'm not afraid of being smashed to pieces,
There is a gap between people.
6 Bamboo and Stone Clear Zheng Xie
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.
After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.
Both sides of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army.
Don du fu
The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! ,
Suddenly I heard tears all over my clothes.
Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. ,
However, I packed my books and poems crazily.
Sing my songs loudly, drink my wine,
In the green spring, I began to go home.
Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain,
Come from the south, then go north-to my own town! .
8 "Qing Gong Zi Zhen", a miscellaneous poem by Hai.
Kyushu is furious.
It's a pity that a thousand horses can't walk.
I suggest that god stand up again,
Don't stick to a model and leave behind talents.
Su Shi of Huanxisha in Northern Song Dynasty
When you swim in Qingquan Temple, the temple faces Lanxi and the stream flows west. )
At the foot of the mountain, the blue buds are immersed in the stream, the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free, and the rain whispers in the dusk.
Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can still flow west, so don't sing yellow chicken with white hair.
10 The operator sent Bao Haoran to East Zhejiang.
(Song) Wang Guan
The water is striking,
The mountain is where the eyebrows gather.
Where are you going?
To the intersection of mountains and rivers.
Just sent home in spring,
I'll take you home.
If you go to Jiangnan to catch up with spring,
Never live with Chun.