The foot of my bed is shining so brightly,
Is there frost already? .
Looking up, I found it was moonlight.
I sank again and suddenly remembered home.
So bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, the snow outside the window,
Flying egrets and floating geese.
There are paintings in Tang poetry, songs in Tang poetry, and Tang poetry flows into my heart like a clear spring.
The bells of Qiao Feng Bridge and the rain of Bashan Mountain,
A border guard, a stranger in a foreign land.
There is bitterness in Tang poetry, and there is joy in Tang poetry. Tang poetry was told to me by my ancestors.
So bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, the snow outside the window,
Flying egrets and floating geese.
There are paintings in Tang poetry, songs in Tang poetry, and Tang poetry flows into my heart like a clear spring.
The bell of Qiao Feng Bridge, the rain of Bashan Mountain, the soldiers in frontier fortress, and the guests in a foreign land.
There is bitterness in Tang poetry, and there is joy in Tang poetry. Tang poetry was told to me by my ancestors.
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly,
Is there frost already? .
Looking up, I found it was moonlight.
I sank again and suddenly remembered home.
Read 300 Tang poems well, and recite them if you can't write them.
Ah ... Tang poetry, Tang poetry heirloom,
Gorgeous flowers have been passed down from generation to generation to my ancient civilization,
A splendid constellation in the world literary world!
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