Li Qiao pines are lush and dense on the high rock surface, in the dense and secluded countryside. The crane roosts on the gentleman's tree, and the wind blows on the doctor's branches. The hundred-foot strips are in harmony, and the thousand-year-old shadow is covered with shadows. The cold weather will never change, luckily you know the strength of the festival.
Li Qiao Xiang Yulin opened the county, and Weiyang began to pay tribute. Wan Tuifang is acting out his dream, Huizi is burning books. Holding a flint, he rushed to the battle of Wu and entered the ruins of Wei by boat. The six teeth travel far and wide, and Qianye lives high.
Liu Yuxi’s two poems about being banished and mourning for the past. How gloomy and gloomy, Chang’an is as far away as the sun. I miss my hometown all day long, and when Yan comes, I will return. Pan Yue is cold and thinking at the old age, and Qu Ping has a haggard face. Look diligently for the way back, and climb the mountain if there is no rain.
Bai Juyi and Lu Shiyu were begging for poems from a prostitute. They left a tulip-swept singing towel and a dance skirt dyed with pomegranate flowers as gifts. It seems that Wen Jun returns the wine, which is better than the goddess not returning to the clouds. In the dream, when I woke up, I saw King Yujing of Song Dynasty Ying Xianjun.
Bai Juyi Qiye Hall of Tianzhu Temple to escape the summer heat. The depression will come again, and when will the stagnation of heat end? Walking into Qiye Hall, the summer heat is lost with every step. The rain is falling slightly on the eaves, and the wind is blowing through the windows. A good night's sleep can cure all diseases.
Xue Weihan's Miscellaneous Ballads·Ancient Songs The beauty closes the red candle, and the candle is sitting on a new brocade. The sound of sword cutting is heard frequently, and the cold night makes you realize that you haven't gone to bed yet.
Li Bai's Resentment The beauty rolls up the bead curtain and sits deeply with frowning eyebrows. But seeing wet tears, I don’t know who I hate.
Li Bai Ancient Style A beautiful woman comes out of the southern country with a glowing hibiscus. The white teeth will never grow, and the sweet heart will remain empty. The origin of the purple palace maid is that her mother-in-law is jealous of her green eyebrows. Returning to Xiaoxiangjun, it is so sad to ponder.
Li Bai Sauvignon Blanc (the next part is sent far away) When the beauty is here, the house is filled with flowers, but when the beauty is gone, the bed is empty. The embroidered quilt was rolled up in the bed, and the fragrance still smells good three years ago. The fragrance never goes out, and people never come. Acacia yellow leaves fall, with white dew spots and moss.
Kong Wenye The birds disperse and the remaining flowers fall. The beautiful scenery can be enjoyed in spring, and the sun is setting in the garden. ***Look at the flying birds, and see the remaining flowers again. The comings and goings are shocking, and the passing clouds are scattered. The rain is drifting everywhere, and the wind is blowing all over the house. The sound of asking for friends has just faded away, and the color of leaving the branches can be lamented. From now on, when the season changes, who will cherish the time?