"A Man on the Lake" Author: Qi Ji
Jadeite flies in the dazzling light, and willow silk emerges from the fields.
When you sing along the green island, you will see a crane, or you will see a turtle in the clear waves.
(Qizawa fishing masters should know me,) I don’t know who is competing in the Central Plains.
The monks of Qiu Fengshui Temple are close to each other, and there is a path from reed flowers to the bamboo fence.
"Returning to the East to send Qianwei and writing in a boat in Nixi River" Author: Cen Shen
The day before yesterday, I solved Hou Yin and went boating back to Shandong.
On Pingdan, Qianwei will appear, and Xiaoyao will return to the wind.
(The river is strong in July, and the waves rise into the autumn sky.)
There are Emei monks again, chanting sutras in the boat.
Watch out for tigers and leopards when parked at night, and chase fish and dragons when traveling in the morning.
There is a roaring sound, and there are peaks on both sides.
Apes are brushing against the banks, flowers are falling, and birds are singing on the eaves of trees.
Wu Chulian is in the mist, tracing back to the lake and the sea.
I recall being in Xiye yesterday and entering Nangong again.
Pilgrims at sunrise, wearing huts to accompany the public.
I don’t want to abandon it now, why should I be so open-minded?
I will go to the sea and learn how to ride on the boat.
The author of "Dazai Letian Xing": Bai Juyi
Dazai Bai Letian, branched out to Dongdu for thirteen years.
(The full crown has been hung up only in the seventies,) half of the salary has not reached the car.
Some may accompany tourists on spring outings, or sit in meditation at night with mountain monks.
For two years, I forgot to ask about family matters. There are many courtyards and kitchens with little smoke.
The cook complained in the morning that he had run out of salt and rice, and the maid complained in the evening that he had nothing to wear.
My wife and children are displeased and my nephew is bored, but I am drunk and lying in a state of contentment.
Let's make a living with you, and deal with the poor income first.
First, ten acres of garden in Nanfang were sold, and then five hectares of land in Dongdu were sold.
Then he sold the house he lived in, and seemed to get two or three thousand yuan.
Half of it is for you to pay for food and clothing, and half of it is for me to pay for wine and meat.
I am seventy-one years old now, and my eyesight is dizzy and my head is dazzled by the wind.
But I am afraid that the money will not be used up, so I will go to the night spring first.
It is not evil even if you have not returned yet, and you will eat well and drink happily, but sleep peacefully.
Death and life are all indispensable. Dazai Dazai Bai Letian.
Author of "Jade Clear Journey": Liu Bi
In the distant cold winter, Xiaoxiao was silent.
Looking up at the Rui Palace, the sky is full of reality.
Look at the white stream below, and build the true imperial residence above.
The sun gate is open in the west, and the stars are sparse in the south.
The Queen Mother came to Yaochi and cheered the clouds to support Qiongyu.
The towering red phoenix crown and the swaying purple cloud train.
The holy posture is shining brightly, and the steps are moving slowly.
The immortal man holds the jade festival, and the maid holds the golden book.
The incense and colorful smoke are scattered on Beique Road.
The dragon and horse left without a trace, and the sound of singing bells filled the sky.
Using the wind to rise to the throne, Yu Jing Yan Hua feast.
Wonderfully played the Three Spring Songs, Gaoluo Eternal Immortal.
(The seven treasures are flying all over the house,) and the nine liquids are like a spring.
Lingpei hangs down from the pavilion, and flags and flags are displayed in front of the tent.
The lion and the lin are majestic, and the shadows of the luan and the phoenix are graceful.
It took only a moment to look forward, but it has been thousands of years.
"Ci Yun and the Four Rhymes of Wang Yuan's Miscellaneous Travels" Author: Wu Rong
It is difficult to reduce or add one point, just like the Huanyue gauze in Xitou.
The two oars are used to urge the boat away, (Qixiang once occupied the incoming car.)
At dusk, the moon suddenly falls on the building, and at dawn, the mirror flowers are full of flowers.
Who saw Yulang's broken heart, half-tilted by the wind on the exposed bed?
The author of "The Guest Song of Yicheng Playing Qin" is Gu Kuang
Beauty Yuli was born in this place, and it is not recommended that she lives in Handan.
He has a bun on his head and long claws, and is good at playing the harp and harp.
The mica light of Xinyan's cage skirt is bright, and the green water of Zhu string is noisy in the bridal chamber.
Suddenly I heard that the fight of wine was about to end at the beginning, and the clouds and clouds were about to say farewell at dusk.
The Ba ape chirped and swallowed in the gorge spring, and the color of his clothes was wet with tears.
I don’t know who has set it up more, but the silk wall is partially broken.
Nanshan Mountain is covered with thousands of feet of snow, (Seventy-year-old people are not warm and warm.)
It is natural in ancient times that human feelings are weak, but the heart of justice is firm.
The best is like water, no matter how far it goes, remember the good things yesterday and give them away now.
It is better to sleep alone than to take medicine and marry a young man from him.
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