Poems with "book":
If there are no books about the sufferings of the people, the articles will let down the masters. Wu Fangji
Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to trust the brocade book. Lu You
There are so many books in the world, how can you miss your home when you recruit people? Song Lingyun
He was born without reading Dou Xingshu, and he only bought gold for his wealth. Li He
The river is three thousand miles away, and the letter home contains fifteen lines; there is no other word as he walks, except that he will return home soon. Yuan Kai
When I arrived in the isolated village, the lights were still on at dawn, and I knew someone was studying at night. Chao Chongzhi
But seeing where his wife was worried, he filled volumes of poems and books with joy. Du Fu
The sound of wind, rain, and reading are all in my ears; I care about everything about family affairs, state affairs, and world affairs. Gu Xiancheng
The wind eaves display books and read, and the colors of the ancient roads shine. Wen Tianxiang
Wen Tianxiang left all his belongings behind, half carrying luggage and half shouldering books. Zhang Wentao
His calligraphy, painting, music, chess, poetry and wine were all inseparable from him back then. Zha Weiren
The book should be read with pleasure and easy to finish. If you have a guest, you will not come. Chen Shidao
The books are as affectionate as old friends, and they are sad and happy every time they meet each other in the morning and evening. Yu Qian
Only Nanfeng, an old acquaintance, secretly opened the door and opened the book. Liu Fen
How can I send the fish book? Shui Yuan Shan has the same strengths. Yan Shu
Living in the lonely Yangtze, he spends every year with a book in bed. Lu Zhaolin
Wealth must come from hard work, and a man must read five cars of books. Du Fu
The geese run out of books and it’s hard to send them, and I worry about having too many dreams. Shen Rulan
Looking for spring but not seeing it on the day of the book, the mango shoes are all over the long head clouds. Anonymous
I secretly called home to write a letter, empty the paper, and shed tears. It will be next year when the letter is returned. Lu You
Poems with "language":
One word is natural and eternal, and the luxury is pure and pure. Yuan Yi Mountain
A pair of people told all kinds of things, looking around and no one suddenly came down. Yang Wanli
I didn’t see the lotus pickers, but I heard the flowers speak Chinese. Qu Shixing
Tian Fuhe stood there hoeing, talking to each other and saying goodbye. Wang Wei
The river is three thousand miles away, and there are fifteen lines in the letter home. There is no other word as he walks, except that he will return home early. Yuan Kai
Where is the spring breeze carrying laughter, and the beautiful people are separated by the flowers and pavilions. Jin Yi
Acacia is without words, so don’t waste your tears on the flower paper. Yan Jidao
The river is clear and shallow, and the water is full of water, and the pulse is silent. One of the nineteen ancient poems
Who cares deeply about me? Yuan Yishan
We will meet immediately without pen and paper, and I will rely on your message to report peace. Cen Shen
Have a cup and plate for laughter, and talk about life in the dim light. Wang Anshi
Looking at his husband, the river is long; he turned into stone and never looked back. The wind and rain came day by day on the top of the mountain, and the stone responded to the words of travelers returning. Wang Jian
With tears in his eyes, he asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing. Ouyang Xiu
I have spoken too much, but when love comes, my reply is still important. Niu Xiji
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