1, title cylinder wall, stone.
Looking at Lushan Mountain from the front and side of peaks and valleys, from far, near, high and low places, Lushan Mountain presents various faces.
I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there.
2. Listening to the Rain, Don.
Mulberry leaves and leafless smoke come from the soil, and Xiaoguan Yinglong Water Temple.
Zhumen indulged in singing and dancing in several places, fearing that the sound of spring would swallow the strings.
3. Weixian Bamboo Painting Department, thanks.
Yazhai lay listening to Little Zhu Xiao, suspecting that it was the voice of the people's sufferings.
Some small collectors in Caozhou County always care about their feelings.
4. Qin Shi and Su Song History.
If the piano is hair, why don't you put it in the box?
If the sound of the piano comes from your hands, why can't you hear it?
5. "Drama is six quatrains (1)", Tang Du Fu.
Yu Xin's articles were more mature in his later years, and his pen was superb and vigorous, like a tide, with ease.
People today laugh at him and blame his works. If Yu Xin is still alive, I'm afraid he will really regard you as an afterlife.
6, "Eight Arrays", Tang Du Fu.
During the Three Kingdoms period, you made unparalleled achievements, and you gained a permanent reputation by invading.
The stone doesn't turn, which means that he has never conquered Wu.
7. The Feeling of Reading, Song Zhuxi.
Half an acre of square pond opened, and the sky was overcast.
As clear as water? Because there is inexhaustible living water for it.
8. "Learning from the ancients", Qian Mingzai.
The Yangtze River flows eastward, and people keep coming.
There are no western hills during the day, and the morning light is still brilliant.
The flowers in spring are rejuvenating. The grass in autumn is yellow and blue.
Nature has no downtime, is cycle the ultimate?
Life is a world apart, and young people need to work hard!
9. On Poetry, Yi.
Du Li's poems have been handed down from generation to generation, but they are not new.
There are many talented people all over the country, and their poems and popularity will last for hundreds of years.
10, Cao, Tang Bai Juyi.
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.