one
Yulu withered maple forest, Wushan Wuxia bleak. Between the river and the sky, the waves are rough and the clouds are covered with fog.
Cong Ju shed tears the other day. She was alone in the boat. Cold clothes push knives and rulers everywhere, and Baidicheng is anxious.
Secondly,
The sunset in the ancient city of Kuifu is oblique,
Every Beidou Wang Jinghua. Listening to the ape shed three tears,
Let the virtual follow the August if.
Draw a pillow on the incense burner,
The mountain floor powder is deeply sad. Look at the vines on the stone,
The flowers of reeds have been reflected on the mainland.
third
Chung Shan Man is here, Claire Kuo, and every day, Jiang Lou sits in the green. The fisherman in the lodge is still ordinary, and the swallow flies in the clear autumn.
Kuang Heng's resistance to fame and fortune is weak, and Liu Xiangchuan's heart has been violated. Many students and teenagers are not cheap, and Wuling Qiuma is light and fat.
Fourth.
I heard that Chang 'an is like playing chess.
A hundred years, the world is too sad. The prince and the house are new owners,
Civil and military clothing is different from the past.
The golden drum of Guanshan Mountain in straight north vibrates,
Expedition of chariots, horses, feathers and books to the west. Fish and dragons are lonely, Qiu Jiang is cold,
The old country is peaceful and thoughtful.
Fifth.
Penglai Palace Que to Nanshan,
Lu Jin stems Han Xiao. Xiwang Yaochi surrendered to the Queen Mother,
Purple gas from the east is full of letters.
Clouds move to Gongshan,
Sun traveled to Changlin and knew the holy face. Lying by the Cangjiang River, I was frightened at the end of the year.
A few times, I went to Qingsuodian Super Class.
Sixth.
Qujiangtou at the mouth of Qutang Gorge,
Wan Lifeng smoke meets autumn. Calyx controls qi,
Furong Xiao Yuan is worried about the border.
Pearl curtain embroidered columns surround orioles,
Bai Ou, tooth marks of brocade cable. Looking back at those poor singing and dancing places,
The central part of Qin has been an empire since ancient times.
Seventh.
Han Shigong, Chishui, Kunming,
Emperor Wu's standards are in his eyes. Jathyapple, the weaver's silk,
The scales of stone whales fluttered in the autumn wind.
The waves are floating, the rice is sinking, the clouds are black,
Cold lotus room powder. Close the sky and watch the birds,
Rivers, lakes and seas are fishermen.
Eighth.
Kunwu lived in seclusion,
The peak of Zige fell into darkness. The fragrant rice pecked at the parrot's grain,
Tournament seven old Phoenix Branch.
Beauty to help Cui Chun, ask each other:
Fairy couples move in the same boat late. The crayons used to be dry,
Singing with a bald head, looking miserable and depressed.