Bu Suanzi·Reminiscing about the Past
Song Dynasty: Su Shi?
When guests from Shu came to the south of the Yangtze River, they recalled Wushan for a long time.
The romance between Wu and Shu has been the same since ancient times, so you should go back early.
I also borrowed grass from the West Lake from last year.
Mo Xizun looked carefully in front of him and saw that he looked old.
Du Fu (Tang Dynasty) "The Year of Li Gui in the South of the Yangtze River"
It is common in Prince Qi's house, and I heard it several times in front of Cui Jiutang. It is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and we meet you again when the flowers are falling.
Li Qingzhao (Song Dynasty) "The Proud Fisherman: The Sky Connects the Clouds and Waves and the Dawn Fog"
The sky connects the clouds and waves and the dawn fog, and the stars are about to turn and dance with thousands of sails. It's like the dream soul returns to the emperor's home. Hearing Tian's words, he asked me diligently where I was going. I reported that the sun was setting after the long journey, and I learned some amazing sentences from poetry. Ninety Thousand Miles Wind Peng is doing his best. When the wind stops, the boat blows away the three mountains!
Yan Jidao (Song Dynasty) "Linjiang Immortal·Dream Queen's Tower is Highly Locked"
After the dream, the tower is high and locked, and the curtains are hung low after drunkenness. Last year, spring regret came. The falling flower man is independent, and the wisps fly together. I remember when Xiao Ping first met her, Luo Yi had a double heart. The pipa strings speak of lovesickness. The bright moon was there at that time, and it once illuminated the colorful clouds.
Three Poems on Recalling the South of the Yangtze River by Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)
The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is familiar to me in the past; when the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? When I recall the south of the Yangtze River, I remember Hangzhou the most; looking for osmanthus seeds in the moonlight in the mountain temple, watching the tide from the pillow in the county pavilion. When will we visit again! Reminiscing about the south of the Yangtze River, and then recalling the palace of Wu; a cup of Wu wine with spring bamboo leaves, and a pair of Wu girls dancing with drunken hibiscus. See you again sooner or later!
"A Letter to Judge Han Chuo of Yangzhou" by Du Mu (Tang Dynasty)
The green mountains are faint and the water is far away, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn. Twenty-Four Bridges On a moonlit night, where can a beautiful lady teach me how to play the flute?
Du Fu (Tang Dynasty) "Recalling Li Bai in Spring"
Bai Ye's poems are incomparable, and his thoughts are unparalleled. Yu Kaifu is fresh and handsome, and Bao joins the army. There are spring trees in Weibei and dusk clouds in Jiangdong. When a bottle of wine, important and detailed essays.
Nalan Xingde (Qing Dynasty) "Shanhuazi·The remaining wind catkins have turned into duckweeds"
The windy catkins have turned into duckweeds, and the mud lotuses are strong and beautiful, and the lotus roots are lingering. Take a piece of incense to remember your past lives. People tend to be less passionate when they are more passionate, and now they are really not passionate. When I look back at the heartbroken place, I shed no tears.
Weizhuang (Tang Dynasty) "Ching Ming Festival in Chang'an"
Fleas are the only thing that hurts spring dreams and rainy days, but they can make the grass more luxuriant. The internal officials gave Qingming fire at the beginning, and the prime minister distributed the money in vain. The purple streets are hissing and the red are shouting, and the green poplars are high and reflect the swing. Visitors remember the peaceful events and secretly rejoice that the scenery looks like it did in the past.
Jiang Jie (Song Dynasty) "Plum Blossoms Lead to Jingxi and Block the Snow"
The white gull asked me when I parked in a lonely boat, do I leave it with my body or my heart? If your heart stays for a while, why should you frown? The wind blows and the small curtain lights are faintly dancing, and the idle shadows are deserted and clear, recalling old travels. Are the old tours and old tours still there today? Flowers outside the building, Liu Xiazhou. It’s a dream, but it’s not a dream, and the cold water flows empty. The yellow clouds in the desert are soaked through the kapok fur. It is said that no one is as worried as me. It is snowing tonight and there are plum blossoms, which are as sad as me.
"The Little Dream" by Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)
Walking hand in hand with dreams at night, rising up in the morning with tears in my hand. The old man in Zhangpu was ill for three times, and the grass in Xianyang returned to autumn for the eighth time. You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I sent them to the world with a head full of snow.
Ah Wei and Han Lang went there one after another. Do you know if Ye Tai knows?