Poetry describing the early morning

Poetry describing the early morning

Li Deyu The snow rises in the morning. The snow covers the bamboos in the cold stream, and the wind blows in the wild fields. Who can pity the lonely old man when there is no whereabouts in sight?

Xu Hun, rising in the morning from the West Tower, has mercy on the waves, gathering green and red to sing a song. When the bright moon comes downstairs, people have not dispersed. I am worried that the three paths are the Milky Way.

Zhao Gu's Miscellaneous Songs and Songs · Xixiyan · Listening to the morning rooster when tired of sleep. Going to the border town to ride, sleeping in the night in the boudoir with sorrow. I put on my clothes and gaze at the setting moon, wiping my tears and waiting for the rooster to crow. If you don't feel angry, we'll be crying all night long. Success should lead to self-hate, and sooner or later it will end in Liaoxi.

Yu Shinan In the early morning, the dawn of ten thousand tiles dawns, and the mist closes in the evening. The jade flowers stand as candles at night, and the golden pots send out the dawn chips. Rihui Qingsuo Hall, Xia Shengjie Qi Tower. The heavy gate should open the road, and the general residence should lead to the princes.