Bai Juyi's pupils must recite ancient poems.

Life of Bai Juyi in Peach Blossom Tang of Dalin Temple In April, Peach Blossoms in Mountain Temple opened. I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here. ? "On the Pool" Tang Bai Juyi's little baby punted and stole the white lotus back. He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat on the trail. Tang Bai Juyi lost my legacy because of chaos and famine, and my brothers and sisters ran around here and there. After the war, the countryside was deserted and the flesh and blood fled to a foreign land. The injured shadow is like a lonely wild goose, wandering like a broken-rooted autumn canopy. * * * Looking at the bright moon and crying, for the heart, five places, all sick and willing. "Night Snow" Tang Bai Juyi has been shocked by the cold pillow and bright outside the window. It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time. "Flowers are not flowers" Tang Bai Juyi flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog. It came in the middle of the night and left at dawn. When did a short and beautiful spring dream come? When they leave, they are like clouds in the morning. "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" Tang Bai Juyi was a historian of the blue bricks in Hongxuan. Walking alone in a roundabout song, I can't hear the sound of flowers. "Sauvignon Blanc Bianshui" Tang Bianshui, Sishui, flows to Guazhou Lonely Head. Wu Shan is a little sad. Think long and hate long, until it's time to pay back. Yueming people lean on the building. "In the Dream" Tang Bai Juyi came to sleep together at night, and the tears were not collected in the morning. Zhangpu was sick for three times, and Xianyang stayed in the grass for eight times in autumn. You bury your bones under the mud spring, and I send snow all over the world. Ah, Han Weilang went to the next time, but did you know that the night station was full of ignorance? "Love Temple" Tang Bai Juyi sat in Shilin Creek to find flowers around the temple. I always smell birds. It's spring everywhere. "harem ci" Tang Bai Juyi tears wet silk scarf dream, singing in front of the temple at midnight. Beauty is not old, has lost the elegance of the king, and sat on warm clothes until dawn.