Follow it, just like the Book of Songs in the middle of the water.
The wind is rustling and the water is cool, and the strong man is gone forever. The Book of Songs Du Yige
But the vegetation is scattered, and I am afraid that the beauty will come late. Qusao
Breathing too much can't hide tears, mourning the strength of people's livelihood. Qusao
There is a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, and I will go up and down. Qusao
The bamboo pole is curled and the fish tail is twisted. Zhuo Wenjun whitebait
The river is clear and shallow, with many differences. Between water and water, there are no words. Nineteen ancient poems, Altair.
A lazy youth, a lousy age. HanYueFu ChangGeHang
Mulberry withered until the wind came, and the sea knew the taste of cold. Drinking horses in the Great Wall Cave of Han Yuefu.
Calling for Song one after another, how many days do we have? For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan. Du Kang is the only one who can solve the problem. There are few stars in the moon, and they go around the tree three times. What branches can you rely on? The mountain is not high and the sea is not deep. Cao Cao's short song
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. Cao Cao manages the sea.
The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles; The martyrs were full of courage in their later years. Cao lives a long life.
The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, and the vegetation shakes and exposes frost. The bright moon shines on my bed, and it's still early for the stars to flow west. Caopi short song line
There are many tall trees in Taitai, facing the sun and the northern forest. One of Cao zhi's miscellaneous poems
Raise your hand and take off the ape, and the house is full of hooves. Forget the national disaster at the risk of life, and suddenly feel life and death. Cao Zhi's White Horse Sketch
Although I don't have the sword and I don't have the help of making many friends, why? Cao Yezhi Tian Huang Quehang
The moon shines on the tall buildings, and the lights upstairs are swaying. Cao Zhi's Seven Wounded Poems
Trembling clothes, Wan Li flow. turn sth over in one's mind
Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature. Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past. Dogs bark in deep alleys, and mulberry trees crow. The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village. Tao Yuanming returns to the countryside.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. Tao Yuanming drinks.
Spring grass grows in the pond and garden willows become songbirds. Xie Lingyun ascended the pool and went upstairs.
Jiangnan has nothing, so why give plum? Lu Kai presented Ye Fan's poems.
Jingwei holds its wood and needs its sea. Tao Yuanming read Shan Hai Jing
The residual clouds of the sunset are scattered like rosy clouds, and the clear river is as calm as white. Wang Jingyi Sanshan Xietiao Wandeng
The cicadas are singing, and the Woods are particularly quiet; The singing of birds in the mountains is more beautiful than usual. If Wang Ji enters the west, he will also go west.
When I left home, I felt very weak and found Huayang in tears. In spring, I will go to Shuang Yanzi, Qiu Lai, hoping to bring Huayang into the Bird's Nest. Hu Taihou Populus alba
The sky is wild, and the wind and grass are moving to see cattle and sheep. The Song of Chile of North and South Folk Songs
A spider web hung in the dark and an empty beam fell into the mud. Bidaoheng Saixixi
Speak from a distance, not from the autumn wind. Yu Shinan shouted cicadas.
His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind. Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? . Luo is a political prisoner who listens to cicadas.
After all, the world is just a small place. Wang Bo sent Du Shaofu to be appointed as Zhou Shu.
When you were young and frivolous, the boss came back and the local accent didn't change. He Zhangzhi returned to his hometown to write a book.
I don't know who planted the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. He Zhang zhi Liu Yong
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide. Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year. Starry night idle pool dream falls, poor spring does not return. In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west. I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees. Zhang Chunjiang spends a moonlit night
No one can see the ancient wisdom of the ancient king, only those wise men who can't see the afterlife can see it. It's a long road in Xiu Yuan, and I'm alone, with tears streaming down my face. Chen Ziang Youzhou Tower
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Zhang Jiuling homesick Wang Yue
Going further, Wang Zhihuan Deng Yellow Crane Tower
Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci
Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang. Meng Haoran is in Dongting.
It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. Wang Changling left the fortress.
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith! Break up with Xin Jian and Wang Changling at Furong Inn.
Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa right away. William Wang Liangzhou Ci
I advise you to drink more wine. The sun rises in the west for no reason. Wang Wei sent Yuaner's special envoy Anxi.
The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river has a sunset garden. Ambassador Wang Wei went to the frontier.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass. Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Li Bai thinks at night.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. Li Bai gave it to Wang Lun.
Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, oblique wind and fine parting. Zhangyugezi
At sunrise, the river is red as fire, and in spring, the river is green as blue. In the month, Zhongshan Temple listens to Guizi, and the county pavilion watches the tide on the pillow. Bai Juyi remembers three poems in Jiangnan.
Buttonwood, it rains in the middle of the night, and it is more bitter to never leave love. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. Wen is even more leaking.
The spring water is greener than the sky, so tourists can sleep on the boat listening to the rain. The women selling wine in Jiangnan restaurant are all very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow. Wei Zhuang Bodhisattva Xia
The spring in Luoyang city is good, and Luoyang talents are always in other places. Peach blossoms spring water, bathing in the water. Wei Zhuang Bodhisattva Xia
The deep courtyard is closed, the small courtyard is empty and the fallen flowers are heavy. Wei Zhuang is more leaky.
The curtain is slightly rainy, swallows fly, and flowers are scattered red and deep. Li Xun Bodhisattva Dao
I don't know the personnel changes in the foggy month, but the deep palace still shines at midnight. Wild pool lotus. Yeah. Under the national subjugation, the dew is clear and the tears are fragrant. Lu Qian is called Linjiang Xian.
The chicken is far away in the drizzle dream, and the small building blows through the cold. Li Jing spread Huanxisha.
The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon. Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward. Li renmei
Just like swimming in the garden in the old days. In Ma Rulong, where cars are like flowing water, flowers and the moon are spring breeze. Li Jiangnan
Hualin thanked Chunhong and hurried away, but the cold rain came early and the wind came late. Li Yu meets Huan
Thousands of miles away, the cool color is in the distance, and a boat is moored in the depths of the reed flower. The flute is in the Moon Building. Li Jiangnan er
Over the past 40 years, my motherland has been covered with mountains and rivers for three thousand miles. Li Yu is out of line.
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste. Li Yu meets Huan
Thousands of plum blossoms, you are affectionate, learning snow and turning with the wind. Yan Feng has set foot on a branch.
The single bridge was full of sleeves, and Yan Feng returned from Linping Crescent and set foot on the Magpie Bridge.
The spring breeze suddenly started and blew out a pool of clear water. Nothing was done. The believers in the pool folded the apricot flowers and crushed them gently on the path among the flowers. Yan Feng pays tribute to Golden Gate.
Thoughts are like endless rivers, drifting with the boundless Jiang Tao. Sun Guangxian Huanxisha
Blue sky and yellow leaves. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water. The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside. Fan Zhongan Su Muzhe
Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. Liuyonglin Yuling
I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. Liu Yong Xiqiwu