Autumn full painting clear Zhu Zhu An.
Tian Lang and I have known each other for ten years, and new poems are popular every day.
Huang Chen's face is full of fire and clouds, and every recitation makes me relaxed and happy.
Open the porch and let me see that autumn is full of pictures. The duck head is like a Wuzhong boat.
The official residence in the north of Datong Bridge is the narrowest pass with many hooves.
Others can't go to this bondage, Tian Lang turned around and smiled.
The flowers are sparse and the hair is crossed on both sides. The donkey was pulled in the wind.
Five miles and ten miles outside the roadside pavilion, a thousand branches of willow sleep.
When he sat happily in the sky, the glass began to sing with interest.
There is only one canal in Qingfengmen, and it is not known who passed it.
There are countless inscriptions on the grass, like a child flying up and down.
Chang' an drinkers made a long speech for a while, and I also wrote a silver note to the guests.
The loneliness of the awning window might as well add a picture to me.
2. Nine-character poems. Generally speaking, the whole poem has nine words per sentence, and the number of sentences is unlimited. Even sentences are dominant, and the rhythm conforms to the traditional style.
The predecessor called it the "nine-character law". Nine-word sentences have a long history, and poems based on nine-word sentences appeared in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. Nine-character poems in Han Dynasty have basically taken shape.
3. Other nine-character poems
The plum blossom poems of an (Shen) in Ming dynasty;
In winter, the sun returns to Koharu in October, and green sepals and plums bloom early beside the south branch.
The discount was not sent to the faucet, but Lu Kai and Acacia suddenly went down to Lu Tong's window.
"Water Tune" bends to sink the bright pearl and the bright moon, and dances to break the mountain breeze platform.
I hate the tall building called YUNDI "Agriculture, Countryside and Farmers", but I have no choice but to spend 24 times.
Zhuo Wei's "Shicheng long drought, midwinter, twelve nights of heavy rain"
Last night, the evil wind roared, the clouds cleared and the red rain knocked on the window for a moment.
Lying listening to the bleak cold sound is worse than drinking the first few spoonfuls of Magu wine.
By hoeing the fields, farmers see the ridge, and drum merchants expect to enter the stream.
Xiao Pi Fei Jing water overflowed the fish pond, and geese and ducks floated in my sadness.
Reading the song Wang Qing Yao Juan on a broken cooking day.
Things are muddy and vulgar, and there is a vast expanse of money, and each has his own loose-packed bag.
People's true heart is not in the color village, and the road is bright and auspicious.
My heart is confident, calm and comfortable, and the frost is pure Zhang Gui.
Lotus is rich and famous, and it doesn't touch mud.
Who knows that I have nothing to do with me? It was not a bosom friend who hurt me.
Forgive yourself for being able to plow a square inch, and why not be stingy for a short time.
What is lacking is that the environment is only rich and not expensive, and ambition is not here. Why are you not hungry?
I believe that the universe is unpredictable, and I enjoy my poems and books.