A poem about gratitude. Thank you.

1, answer Wang Twelve Cold Nights.

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Last night, Wu Zhongxue, Ziyou became prosperous.

Wan Li clouds roll the blue mountains, and the lonely moon flows through the sky. Lonely Moon Canglang River Han Qing, Beidou strewn at random Chang Gung Ming.

Wine is late frost, and the jade bed is full of ice. Life wandering for a hundred years is bound to last forever.

You can't learn cockfighting from the golden distance and sit and hum a rainbow. You can't learn from Shu Ge. You went to Qinghai at night with a knife and took the purple robe of Xitu Shi Bao.

In the north window, the poem is not straight for a glass of water. When the world hears this, it turns around like an east wind shooting at a horse.

Fisheye also laughed at me and said they were like the bright moon. You can't eat fists, but donkeys can sing spring breeze.

"Zheyang" and "Yellow Flower" are popular, while Jin Jun listens to the piano and abandons "Qing Jiao". Who wants to compare "Ba people" with "Yangchun"?

Gold powder is not handed over, and white head is despised by Confucianism. When we talk about a smile, it loses its color and flies scream.

Was it a murderer? Slander three and mother's shock. Talking to you, holding your hand. What's the honor and disgrace?

Kong Sheng heard that LAM Raymond was injured, and Dong Long's situation was even worse! A proud and bitter life is not harmonious, and the goodwill and goodwill of the media are better.

Yanling respects the emperor of the Han Dynasty. Why does he need a long sword to stand on the jade steps? Zhiyuan is not expensive, and poverty is not sad.

Han Xin was ashamed to compare with Jiang, and Mi Fei was ashamed to drive away Tu Gu 'er. If there were no Li See Beihai, where would there be today's heroic British wind!

You don't look at Pei Shangshu, there are three feet of Artemisia spines in the earth grave! Teenagers have long wanted to go to the Five Lakes. Seeing this, I will spare Zhong Ding.

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There was a heavy snow in Wuzhong last night, but you were in high spirits that Rainbow was free.

Wan Li is surrounded by clouds, and a solitary moon swims in the middle of the sky.

The lonely moon is cold, and the Milky Way is clear. The white star is crystal clear and bright, and the Big Dipper is scattered.

On the night when the frost spilled on the ground, you missed me for wine, and the well platform with golden and jade carvings was frozen to the sky.

A hundred years of life is just a fleeting moment. Drink some wine to vent your eternal sadness.

You can't imitate cockfighting, because you are spoiled by flattery, and your nostrils are filled with neon lights.

You can't learn from the hero Ge of Longyou, cross a horse with a knife, run through Qinghai, wash stone castles with blood, and become a purple hero.

You can only recite poems under the north window. A thousand words are not worth a glass of water.

When people in this world hear poems and songs, they all turn around and leave, just like the east wind blowing in a horse's ear.

People like fish and pearls have come to laugh at me and brag about their talents like bright moon pearls.

A swift horse can't eat or drink with its back bent, but a lame donkey is triumphant in the spring breeze.

Songs like "Yang Zhe" and "Yellow Flower" are only suitable for the public. How does Jin Can Gong Ping listen to piano music such as Puritanism?

How can people who are used to singing Ba People agree with Yangchun? Chu people have always despised rare jade articles.

Gold is gone, but there is no confidant, and white-haired scholars are still looked down upon.

At this point, my face suddenly changed unexpectedly, and then I was accused of Luo Zhi, a fly-like villain.

How could Zeng Shen be the murderer? However, Sanjin Yi Yan still shocked his mother.

Holding your hand and telling the truth, for me, honor and shame are already outside.

It is said that Confucius also has feelings for Phoenix and Kirin. What kind of chicken and dog is Dong Long?

It is difficult to get along with powerful people all his life, and the emperor is alienated. It is futile to recommend him, and his ambition is hard to pay.

Yan Ziling didn't worship the Emperor of Han Dynasty, so why should I wait on the Emperor with a long sword leaning on his chin?

Noble people are not expensive enough, and so are poor people.

When Han Xin was ashamed to associate with Zhou Bo and Guan Ying, Mi Fei was ashamed to associate with Tuguzi.

Don't you Li See Beihai, where is your heroic spirit today?

Didn't you see Pei Shangshu? The three-foot grave is covered with wormwood thorns!

When I was young, I wanted to learn from Fan Li and roam the five lakes. Seeing this, I want to stay away from wealth and fame.

2. Send three funeral songs. Third.

Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen

I'm sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years is my seventy years old? . No offspring is fate, and Pan Yue just mourned his dead wife in vain.

Even if you can bury it, you can't tell a passion. What an illusory hope the fetters of the afterlife are. I can only miss you with my eyes open all night, and I will repay my gratitude for my life without raising my eyebrows.

Doing nothing, sad for you, sighing for me. Life is short and a hundred years is long! Deng You's childlessness is fate, and Pan Yuebai mourns his wife.

Even if we can be buried together, we can't talk about feelings. What an illusory hope it is to become attached to the afterlife. I can only miss you all night with my eyes open to repay your eyebrows that you can't stretch out all your life.

3. I live in Xia Xun's house in Rime Mountain.

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

I stayed in a farmhouse at the foot of Wusong Mountain, and I felt very depressed and lonely. The farmer is busier at work, and the girl next door is not afraid of the cold autumn night all night.

The owner of the house, the old woman, brought me rice, full of white rice like moonlight. I can't help but feel ashamed to think of this. I helped Park Mu, and declined politely and dared not eat it.

I live in a farmhouse at the foot of Wusong Mountain, and I feel very depressed and lonely. Farmer Qiu Lai is busier with her work. The woman next door pounded rice all night, not afraid of the cold in autumn.

The shopkeeper Xun Wei brought me rice, full of vegetarian dishes as bright as moonlight. This can't help but remind me that the floating mother who helped Han Xin felt ashamed and refused to eat again and again.

4. Give clothes at noon

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

On the Dragon Boat Festival, the emperor gave precious court clothes, and the favor was added. The fragrant silk is spun into fine kudzu vine, and the soft wind blows as white as new snow. ?

From heaven, rain and dew, just in the heat, wearing it is very cool. The length of the clothes in the palace is all combined with the mind, and I will bear the hospitality of the emperor all my life.

On the Dragon Boat Festival, the emperor gave precious palace clothes and praised them greatly. Xiangluoyi is made of the finest kudzu vine, so soft that it flutters with the wind and is as white as new snow. Falling from the sky, the rain and dew are moist, and it is extremely cool to put on in the hot summer. The length of the palace dress is to the liking, bearing the emperor's hospitality to life.

5. I live in Xia Xun's house in Rime Mountain.

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

I stayed in a farmhouse at the foot of Wusong Mountain, and I felt very depressed and lonely. The farmer is busier at work, and the girl next door is not afraid of the cold autumn night all night.

The owner of the house, the old woman, brought me rice, full of white rice like moonlight. I can't help but feel ashamed to think of this. I helped Park Mu, and declined politely and dared not eat it.

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I live in a farmhouse at the foot of Wusong Mountain, and I feel very depressed and lonely. Farmer Qiu Lai is busier with her work. The woman next door pounded rice all night, not afraid of the cold in autumn. The shopkeeper Xun Wei brought me rice, full of vegetarian dishes as bright as moonlight. This can't help but remind me that the floating mother who helped Han Xin felt ashamed and refused to eat again and again.