Have you ever written an ancient poem about Beijing?

On the tower of Youzhou in Chen Ziang, in front of me are the lost years. Behind me, where is the next generation? . I miss heaven and earth, and there is no limit, and I cry alone. Beijing has been called Youzhou, Zhuo Jun, Youdu, Nanjing, Yong 'an, Wanping, Yanshan House, Shengdu, Zhongdu, Daxing, Dadu, Kangbaluke, Beiping, Shuntianfu and Shi Jing in history. He Xinlang (Golden Melody): Beijing goes around with friends. Looking up, high-rise buildings are dazzling. I remember that the scenic roads in those days have been expanded one after another. I have to change trains. Looking at the monument, guests are like a tide, and shuttle buttons come and go. Express your feelings, Long Bian. The scenery is hard to meet. I think I was praised by scholars and writers in those days. Painting boats in the middle reaches of the Queen Mother Garden, singing and dancing in Pinghu. Eight places, pine bushes. Red leaves and fragrant hills dress up in autumn. Before Jingshan, I saw the Royal Court. Look at the Forbidden City in the light. After a brief encounter, I sleepwalked in Xiangshan, full of green, on the west side of Beijing. The night before, the cold rain was long and the autumn wind was everywhere. Yingbin road, stone step cloth, do your best. Happy Golden Week. Seven stops, spring outing, rainy spring, peach blossoms and reflections. There are several degrees of smoke in Lingshan, as far as Xiangyun and as close as fog. The seven wonders recall the Great Wall of Wan Li, where the dragon dances in the mountains, and more than 100 passes have been lost. The past never forgets the teacher of the future, and Meng Nv knows the future generations.