Selected Poems of Xiqiao in the Past Dynasties Xiqiao Shuhuai (Tang Dynasty) Cao Song A hundred flowers have become fruitful but the return may not be contrary to one's intention. But chanting the contents of the pot and wine cup can teach the scenery and people to clear their mind. Half of the river is covered with mist, and the cold trees are covered with mist. The grass closes in front of the wandering horse, and the partridges crow and fly south again. Xiqiaoyan (Song Dynasty) by Li Pleiying The huge boulder rolled around for a long time, and the scenery of Qiaoshan Mountain was not in vain. The water curtain does not roll up the four-season rain, and the eternity of smoke condenses in the sky of Danzao. There are still traces of Wuli on the seal stone. Ling Xu once knew Zi Guxian. I came to visit Dengyun Valley and even borrowed half of the couch from the mountain monk to sleep on. Traveling to Xiqiao (Ming Dynasty) Sun Fan Xiqiao Mountain is rolling like a flying dragon, towering like a wind and smoke. The sun is shining, the brocade rocks are blooming, and the rain is full of silver and hibiscus. There are cactus in the shade of the Purple River, white cranes, flowers and bright jade female peaks. Thousands of miles of fusang roads are vast, and the three cities are full of beauty. The boat passes by Xiqiao (Ming Dynasty) Chen Xianzhang The setting sun mist the river and the green smoke drags hundreds of feet across the Qiao Ridge to the east. In the autumn scenery of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, there are boats full of boats and the sound of flutes and waves. The sun shines on the waves under the fading face, and the island wind sings in my thoughts. But where is the cangwu? The east fence is now covered with chrysanthemums. Sending Fang Shuxian back to Xiqiao (Ming Dynasty) Wang Shouren Xiqiao Mountain looks far away, and the stone road in Jiangmen points to the east. It was expected that Chu Yuntai would be a guest. The new moon has been hanging for a long time, waiting for your return. A Spring Tour to Xiqiao (Ming Dynasty) Li Kongzhang Helped the patient to cross the river and return to the mountains. The leap of love is profound. The floating green smoke trees are confusing the path, and the red flower branches are full of the forest. Zen words have no origin and image, and holy skills have no origin from the quiet center. In late spring, the wind altar is all good, and tomorrow I will be able to find it with a stick. Jiuqu River (Ming Dynasty) is as clear as water. The trickle of Jiuqu begins at its origin, and the gurgling sound is just like nine ileum. The world of rivers and lakes can be forgotten in just one thought, and a hundred vats of music must be poured out. Traveling to Xiqiao Mountain (Ming Dynasty) Wu Tingju Ten thousand strange peaks appeared in a blink of an eye, and the sky was so far away that the sky was tilted. Dragon teeth are abrupt, cloud roots and bamboo shoots are growing, birds’ tongues are towering, and tea is made of stone. There are ancient pine mountains and cranes around the stream, and wild people's thatched huts near the forest. The clothes are pulled straight up to the highest point, and the purple clouds are fluttering on both sleeves. Climbing to the Top of Dake Peak (Ming Dynasty) Fang Xianfu I happened to climb to the top late in the evening, and my staff was so high that I could reach my head. I can see all the rivers flowing back into the sea, but I doubt that all the ridges are in Pingqiu. How extreme is the appearance of Fuyuntian? I can't stop sitting leaning on rocks and pine roots. Who can sleep on a pillow? I dreamed of Luofu several times. Tie Quan (Ming Dynasty) Huo Tao When the plug is yellow and the flowers are old, Tie Quan thinks about it every time he listens to it. The dragon is dissatisfied with the iron spring dream, and the ointment trickles out of the jade pipe. Traveling to the West of Qiao (Ming Dynasty) Lun Wenxu Carrying a book and sword to the west of Qiao, the flowers are fragrant along the way while riding on the horse's hooves. The red sun has passed over my head, and the white clouds have just reached the brim of my hat. The clear stream of water can be heard in my ears, and all the mountains in my vision are low. I am a foreigner in Jiutianyun. The flowers and birds in the forest should not be frightened. Xie Cheng Taishi Songxi Huiqiao Tea (Ming Dynasty) Liu Shiqi recalled Lu Tong under the Xinli curtain, and wrote a letter of deep affection and advice. At first glance, a hundred balls are as clear as the moon, and you don't need seven bowls to ride the wind. The sound of clouds and clinking sounds is fragrant, and the whirling sound of pines fills my ears. Xiangdao Mengshan Wuyi victory is like picking spring bushes in a woodcutter stream. Spring Tour to Xiqiao (Ming Dynasty) Lun Yiliang The east wind joins hands to ask about the peach blossoms, going straight into the sloping stone path of the rooftop. You can hear dogs barking on the red apricot branches, and you can see people in the shadows of the green mountains. The Yao grass along the embankment contains the morning dew, and the bead curtain between the rocks curls up with the dawn glow. Laughing to kill the immortals has a unique scenery, and a cup of running water is full of flax. Touring Jiulong Cave (Ming Dynasty) Pang Song The waves climb up from the Immortal Couple Sun. This mountain is full of wonders. The clouds and shadows of the Nine Dragons appear out of a cave, and the stream almost forms a bay along its double walls. The red flowers are reflected in the flying cups, and the green leaves are even hanging on the wat. It seems that I like the company of close friends, and the mountains and rivers gurgling to each other. In the spring, I traveled to Xiqiao Mountain with my brothers and nephews (Ming Dynasty) by He Weibai. It was still before late spring when I was picking up fragrances. On the way, I entered the sky in Taoyuan Cave. A few fallen flowers stand beside the fishing stone, and several chirping birds break through the morning smoke. Looking back, the world is really like an illusion, and every visit to Linquan seems to be destined. If you want to know the music of dancing boys and girls, and follow the flowers and willows across the Qianchuan River. Traveling to Xiqiao with Duan Nanhai (Ming Dynasty) Qi Jiguang Outside the mountains, I was surprised to see Chicheng, with thousands of hibiscus trees cut into the sky. In this world, there are no villas left in the world, and only the orioles are there in the deep spring of the ancient trees. The empty bottles in the curtain make friends, and the gold on the bedside has not yet become famous. When will we open a path to invite hermits? The old alliance between Chang and Qiuyang will be fulfilled. Entering Xiqiao on a moonlit night (Ming Dynasty) Huo Yuxia The steep road to the clouds, walking across the stone bridge. The moonlight divides the shadows of the trees, and the hazy air merges with the mountainside. The world is quiet when you stand alone, and the mountains and seas are shaking with loud songs. The crystal fairy world is close, and you can enter the sky from now on. Spray Jade Rock (Ming Dynasty) Ou Daren There are hundreds of paths under the Tianquan under the Qingtan, and there is a haze in the west ridge. There are countless dancing beads that turn over the snow, and it is uniquely called the Jade-Spraying Qianzhang Rock. The spring water spraying from the jade sky rises from the mountain. Suddenly, lightning comes, halfway in the green mountain. The flowing water stirs up the wet clouds, and scares the birds when it splashes. The wind blowing thousands of miles away cannot be broken, and the bright moon cannot distinguish its shadow at three o'clock. At first I suspected that the white luan was emerging from the tree, and even more suspected that the sword was leaning against the sky. The cold air rustles and the apes howl, and the cold light chills the mountains and ghosts weep. Shots from the left and right washed the blue sky, and the cliff collapsed and two rocks fell down. I saw the red sun shining in Yiying for a few times, so I made the cave not feel sad about the wind. I once heard that in the south of the rooftop, there are wild geese swimming in the north, and there are flying springs cutting through the blue walls. Thousands of pine trees float low on the roof, and the bright glow reflects the five-color stones. Kuanglu has nine-fold screens and three stone beams hanging upside down from the Milky Way. The incense burner is lush and green, and the clouds are scattered, and the waterfall is so charming that dragons are soaring. I used to travel in my boat for a long time, but when I returned to the blessed land, it was so refreshing. Souseki rests on the stream with no camp, and the stream is thousands of miles deep. Yunlu Peak Passes by Li Zichang's Tomb (Ming Dynasty) Li Minbiao Birds peck at the high branches in front of the tomb, and high-ranking guests can pass down the poems of ordinary scholars. After eating meat, I feel a little tired, but when I wake up, I laugh at Ji Lun's stupidity. Naked burials in barren mountains are not customary, and there are still monuments in the flowing water. The single crane does not return to the beautiful pillars, and the high tombs of unicorns are numerous. Traveling to Xiqiao Mountain (Ming Dynasty) by Guo Di Xiqiao Mountain stands high in the sky, with its seventy-two peaks deep and green. The flowers on the high platform are raining and the sky is clear, and the wind blows on the guests' clothes. There are two butterfly boards at the top of the red branches, and a fishing rock under the shade of green radish. When we meet, we are willing to be friends with sheep. We smile to the east wind and sing and pick weeping flowers. Picking Pu Ge in Hongjian (Ming Dynasty) by Liang Youyu. One path leads into Songyun, and there are caves and ravines for thousands of years. The clouds and gas are lingering around, and the mountain light is thinning. The spring water trickled in front of the rock, and pine nuts fell on the rocks. What's the most amazing thing about the quiet scene in the middle? There are only a few silhouettes under a hundred-foot silver rainbow. The silver rainbow is sprinkled with Mingji, and the nine festivals of calamus are used as spring fertilizer. Wonderful flowers with spiritual roots are hard to come by. I heard that immortals use them to cure hunger.
Recalling the past peaceful life, the meal puddings escaped and flew in the sky. To this day, at the foot of the mountain where the jade boat is left, there is often a faint glow of divine light. I am a native of the mountains, with stone walls as windows and clouds as doors. As soon as I look at the benevolent wind, I pick cattails and drink from the stream covered with clouds. Looking for the place where the fairy ascended, the ground was covered with fallen flowers that could not be swept away. The cries of birds in the yinyin mountains along the stream path sound like the voices of mountain spirits in a trance. The mountain spirit laughs at me because I am not an immortal. Who will come back after Anqi is gone? Wang Lie's cave seal cannot be read, and the spare stone marrow is dusty. Holding the calamus flower in his hand, he blew his clothes with a long whistle. I have been relegated to Penglai for several years now, and people in the world regard me as ordinary. In the past, I traveled to Taiqing, where the Golden Palace and the Qiong Palace stood opposite each other. The jade girl gave me Oriental peaches, and the golden boy ate me Korean plums. I don’t care about the five zhi and three beautiful things, but the situation is comparable to that of calamus. This day's meal Pu recalled Taiqing. When I took it, I was fully fledged. There will be an appointment at the meeting, and the fog will cover the people and they will go to Yujing in colorful clothes. The calamus is ready to be eaten, but I still sigh when picking the calamus. Looking up to the yellow crane, the crane does not come, and the cold mist of the valley is dim. There is no need to worry about Penglai being close at hand, the jade and vermilion grass will be planted soon. If you don't see An Qisheng, you will not be recognized by anyone new to the East China Sea. Looking for Baiyun Waterfall (Ming Dynasty) District Prime Minister The spring mountains are full of wonderful things, and the flowers and trees are full of fragrance. I preached to Xitou Temple and came to look for the cloud at the entrance of the cave. Spring waterfalls pass by in the Ming Garden, and pine paths diverge in the evening. Although he regained access to the human realm, he still doubted the secret bird text. Traveling to Xiqiao with Liu Qianxian (Ming Dynasty) Zhao Zhigao Chi Lun left Dongsang and entered the western foothills under the curtain. Upright and creeping up on the high cens, taking detours through the deep valleys. Lin Yi is always overcast during the day, and the clouds are deep and the trees are like trees. The clear water is pure mist, and the hut leans on the cliff. The old man welcomes you and forgets the old fortune. When dining out in the morning, the flowers are exposed, and at night the apes and deer roost. Guidance on life, the tea in the mountains is ripe. Baiyun Cave presents Zhu Jun of Wei Zeng (Ming Dynasty) He Liang. The stone chamber was opened for the first time and songs were played. There was a poem written by Sheep He in front of the bottle. The window is facing the green autumn cliff and the cliff is quiet. The door is cold and the starry night is full of waterfalls. Traveling geese bring frost to the entrance of the cave, and sea clouds drive rain across the mountains. It's no accident that we meet and smile, but who can stop talking when there is drama? Chen Shenzheng asked Wang Shiyu to enter Xiqiao but failed to come (Ming Dynasty) Huo Shangshou. In front of the door, there is a half-pine embankment with cold shadows. He sleeps alone on the stone while dining under the clouds. The snow boat thousands of miles away has not arrived, and the smoke and trees in the three cities are lost. The wooden guests in the clouds listen to the fairy boats, and the plum blossoms at the mouth of the valley wait for the horses' hooves. Don't forget that the West Garden is full of love and affairs, and the Jade Pond does not reduce the Huansha River. Xiqiao Mountain (Ming Dynasty) Li Daiwen once heard that there were seventy-two peaks in Xiqiao, and the sky was cut away to create a flat earth. Jin'ou Mountain is winding and stretches for forty miles. The title of the school book is full of green mountains, leaving tourists with a hangover. We walk together with cloaks, wind and gourds on the road, looking into the vastness of the mountains. Spring is welcomed by the blooming flowers in February, and the forest is filled with low mist, as if there is emotion in it. The Dan ladder is far away from the Yi gate, and the grass-colored roads are lined with spring breeze. The origin of this mountain is strange, and you won’t know it until you reach the mountain. The yellow clouds are solitary, holding up the fairy palms, and the light of the sea is bathing in the sun pool. The top is a cloud screen with jade, and seven stars are floating on it to cover the losses. Below is a flying jade curtain, thousands of mountains splashing with snow and ripples of cold. There are pearls hanging upside down from the stone beams, and the double-door Chi is flying in the air. The middle peak is connected to the eyebrows of Tianzhu in the distance, and the fire cover of the thunder altar hangs down. The cock crows and the clouds appear at noon, the peach blossoms and the flowing water are uneven. Looking up to the sky, shouting loudly, vibrating clothes and standing, big and small subjects are like bowing. The penglai folded brocade tents are fluttering in the cave, and the stones are blooming and the hibiscus is green and wet in the sky. According to legend, Uli refines gold sand, and the silver well flows with elixir to cover the crimson clouds. It is also said that Zi Gu wears Rihua, and the plain smoke jade girl Ming Sanhua. A group of real people came from afar to gather in the cave house, and their graceful bodies turned into faint clouds. Lonely, surrounded by pines, wind and rocks, I scratched my head in Lingao as if it were long ago. The sunset is beautiful and the thorn leaf is blooming, and the spring breeze is fragrant. Every silverbait in the road is worth enjoying, and the monkeys and cranes in the thatched cottage are pitiful and obedient. Victory is empty and leaves traces behind, which makes the mountain spirits laugh at the unruly guests. When will the god of Fuqiu come to visit, pull the boats of Anqiu, and the Yao grass will hang on the deep red mat in spring. Fang Yin was originally satisfied with the haze, and he ridiculed the five mountains in the dynasty, but Mo Chiqi Ze. Baiyun Cave (Ming Dynasty) Chen Zizhuang Believe that there is a graceful golden light to greet you, surrounded by flowing rivers. The cliff is high and cold during the day, and the Milky Way is especially bright. The frost pestle foretells the turn of autumn, and the scoop from the sky also induces drunkenness. The new method of eating flowers with water is introduced, and the sound of hanging is drawn from the clouds. Xiqiao (Qing Dynasty) by Qu Dajun Everyone lives in Jueding, and the mountains are covered with tea fields. The cattle and sheep are outside in the cold weather, and the women are idle in the rain. The end of the wood is wet with moisture marks, and the flowers are stony and stained. The peaks can be fished, but there is no plan to return them with singing songs. Green jade blooms in the broken gorge, and white rainbows hang from the flying springs. The light shakes the snow thousands of feet, and the sound disturbs the wind. The muntjac's clothes are cold when they are lying on the stone, and they are wearing bird seals on the platform. The tea man is half red and pink, hidden in the green forest. Xiqiao Song (Qing Dynasty) Luo Tianchi There was an appointment with Xiqiao when I was hiding in the mountains, and I traveled to the seventy-two peaks with ape cranes. After more than ten years in this world, Qingshan has not fulfilled the promise of the past. Yao Shen got a document from Guangzhou yesterday, who said that it is better for officials to live in seclusion in the mountains. Cut off the Dake Thousand-foot Waterfall to catch three eels from Haishi. There is not enough food in the yamen hall, and the sun is rising at Qiao Peak. The fog opens and the tea pickers are seen, and the rhododendrons sing wild songs. The smoke of the village rises from the peaks everywhere, and the sound of running water flows down the steps. When the acquaintances of Songhua Wine returned home, I moved to my home and took a short carriage. Looking at Sanlu Dafu Temple on the Miluo River (Qing Dynasty) Cheng Keze knows Li Sao Fu by himself, and chants by the lakeside for a long time. The mountains and rivers have passed through rain and snow, and the temples have disappeared. The river is wide, the yellow sand is dark, the weather is cold and the sun is sinking. No matter how it is not Jia Yi, the runny nose is also stained. Treasure Duck Pond (Qing Dynasty) He Mengyao used to visit Dake Peak and stayed in Treasure Duck Pond. Meixi takes quiet practice, how can the precious duck fly? There are three or two huts, with green glass poured in them. There was a knock on the door, and he returned home at dusk picking tea. Fluctuations and sudden shadows make the sleeves feel cold. The traces of dust have long since returned, and I pursue them with all my heart. I would like to be a person near the pond, and I would like to recruit those who ride on the waves. Shooting ducks in the sun with a bamboo bow, drunkenly reciting Meng Jiao's poems. Miscellaneous Poems of Nancun (Qing Dynasty) He Ruyi used his stick to find a secluded place, and stayed at a restaurant when he returned. The long wind bullies the wooden house, and the cold moon invades the river sand. Everyone forgets the host and guest. What soup is mixed with vegetables and melons. Late at night, there are still many styles, and wax lanterns are frequently cut. Traveling to Xiqiao Mountain, turn left for three miles to the foot of Xiaoyao Stone (Qing Dynasty) Yuan Mei Traveled to Xiqiao in the rain to visit Baiyun Cave. Crossing the two dangerous bridges is too narrow to pass. I will imitate an ant, twisting and turning through the cracks in the rocks. The cliffs are full of flying springs, and the roar of anger is like a roar. A curved pond was dug under it, and a flowing cup was used to convey water. There are many words written on the cliff, and there are many people traveling in the Ming Dynasty. Turn left on Youqijue, where you can find Xiaoyao Stone. Ten thousand oxen can't push it forward, but it can be moved with two hands. Ande weighs the ship like a boat and tests the weight of the stone. A friend sent Xiqiao a leafless well spring (Qing Dynasty) Li Jian Xuanyuan has no soup, and the mountain looks green when stored quietly. If you take a foot of heaven, you will find it full of jade.
The clear green light condenses into a solid light, as if it is crystal clear. Use your finger to test the dye, and the cold edges will touch each other. It is doubtful that the Xingzhou sand is not smooth enough after being honed. I recall the well on the mountain and the trees above it. When the leaves reach the mouth of the well, water and air bulge in the belly. The water force is heavy and the leaves are lightly shrinking. This is why he got this name and was born as an angel alone. The ape looks at its shadow, and the autumn moon is solemn. A cry of mourning filled the clouds, and all the trees were frozen and bare. Only the outside cannot enter, and the majestic spirit is sufficient within. Make it flow out of the mountains and refuse to become muddy when it reaches the sea. The woodcutter likes to drink tea, and the barren energy cuts my flesh. Ziquan Gezili, he will not be far back. I will wave the ginseng and teach the servants this lesson. After raising relatives for the rest of my life, I returned home and built a thatched hut. Visiting Yu Ruru at Sanhu Academy in Baiyundong in the spring (Qing Dynasty) Liang Changsheng The crane complained that the tent at Zhongshan was empty, and the dusty face asked about the white clouds. The thorns peel off and peck at the setting sun, and the wax clogs stagger across the stone. The steps of the quiet hall are lined with grass, and the pedestal of respect is filled with the spring breeze. Visitors come to the banks of Jianjiusan Lake, and the rock flowers are full of jade red. Baiyun Cave (Qing Dynasty) Zhang Jinfang Along the way of Zhangmi, the Jiebi wall is completely obscure. Where is the cave gate? It is blocked by Tashan Mountain. The mountain spirit is majestic and magnificent, and the environment is endless and self-loving. Who sends the spring out of the mountain and calls the guests to sing and wear rings. The round step knocks on the empty female, and she loses her back. When the body entered the cold clouds, the light was shattered. I don’t know where the spring falls, just imagine it is outside the white clouds. Sitting on the stone flow, winding around and making clothes. In the past, people were far away from studying, but later they came to Hanjin. Picking moss and calling out to Lao Pang, singing long songs to disperse the mist. Dake Peak (Qing Dynasty) Deng Shixian lives at the highest point of Seventy-Two Peaks, at the foothills of the southeastern mountains. In my childhood, I climbed up and down in winter, and the rooster crowed to welcome the sun. A line of light wipes out the white cotton, and the red light goes straight up to the red wheel. Suddenly, the copper rushes out of the sea, and it is entrenched when it wants to go up but not yet. Like stars, like fire, rising higher and higher, shining across thousands of mountains at dawn. After reading the wonders to expand my mind, I brushed my clothes and left the mountain god for a while. I have been sleepwalking in Beijing for ten years, and I have been looking back thousands of miles to Yunnan and Guizhou. The sight of famous mountains is different when you go through them, but they are still as peaceful as the peaks. When I finally return to my hometown and garden, the mountain gods welcome me covered with clouds and mist. When I get up to Fuqiong, I climb up again, and the mountain flowers bloom in March dusk. It's really interesting to be surrounded by thousands of people, with the wind blowing under your armpits, and the vastness of the sky and sea. When I visited the Seven Sages Temple in the north of the peak, I always got lost due to the overgrown grass and smoke. When I raise my head, I don't realize that a golden crow falls, and tired birds also rush to throw themselves into the trees. Returning to Yuanpu, there is a gloomy atmosphere, and the remaining excitement suddenly washes away the worries. Baiyun Cave (Qing) Wen Rushi Half a mountain of springs competing for water, strange rocks like thirsty horses. Pedestrians cross the three bridges and reach the bottom of the cliff. The cloud waterfall is indescribable, it seems to be a waterfall from the Milky Way. It's cloudy like the wind and rain coming, and it's sunny with light smoke. When people in the past studied here, there were no tiles in the structure. The ladder is dangerous to Yunyan, and you are no different from Guangsha. There are still relics to commemorate those who lived in the secluded place. The path is slippery with moss and rocks, and your bare feet feel free and unrestrained. Before leaving the mountains, the plains were full of autumn crops. There is also hope for a comeback, waiting for the ice silk to be written. A Poem of Ode to the Two Waterfalls of the Western Woodcutter (Qing Dynasty) by Zhu Ciqi The jade dragon descends from the blue sky and steals the water from the Western Qiaoqiao. The mountain is called a cave house, and doubts and doubts are at hand. The two dragons are tall and tall, and those who look closely will know how many are there. Sitting on the water is greedy and intoxicating, and borrowing clouds is a shame. Scattered foam flies in the wind, and it rains for half a month. Master Yun has no feelings for the world, so he orders the clouds to go to heaven. The east clouds surge up its spine, and the west clouds rise out of its toes. The wind is blowing at the feet of the clouds, and the tails of the clouds are falling. The clouds are all winding, the mountains are green and the mist is purple. The roar of the dragon's anger was deafening for three days. This mountain is not strange, but the dragon is strange. If the dragon cloud does not fly, the dragon will die if it flies to the mountain. The emperor once visited hundreds of ministers, and it is rumored that this is the case. The dragon is also drunk with the remaining water, and his taste is endless. For hundreds of billions of years, the Thunder God has not been able to call out. After the summer rain, I got into the clouds. The dragon is tame in nature, and the government office is full of teeth. Yu's poems explain strange words, and Long Yi understands the theory of painting. Show me the ink painting, and I want to spread the mountains to make paper. I tried to pick up a sentence to answer, and I felt like dancing with joy. The day-to-day trading retreat, for example, take advantage of Guanshan City. In the end, I will punish the mao and look forward to talking about my neighbors. Famous mountains are also small things, and the common people will wait for you. And the clouds travel across the sky, spreading moisture for thousands of miles. Huagai Peak (Qing Dynasty) Dai Xi Pavilion Huagai Peak, gushing out alone. Standing tall and dancing, overlooking the battle. At the beginning of the mixing of Yuan and Huang, there is stone gas in it. The dense steam turns into bacteria, which will not fall into the hands of giant spirits. Breathe the essence of the stars and melt the bonds of the earth. Flying with the wind, the pines and firs are knotted with ribbons. Underneath, you can see the stone stems and the tarsus of the jaw as if they were newly cut open. Looking up to the shade and holding up the sky canopy, the ancient greenery is immortal. And there are two white dragons, and the egrets guard them. Endowed with the heart of heaven and the water surface (clear) Pan Si Lian Tens of thousands of hectares of clear time, the person who knows the secret is silent. The heart of the sky opens mightily, and the water surface ripples. When the jade sky is bright, the silver pond is bright and clear. The elephant is attracted by it, and its scales are wrinkled and green. The shadow of Li is recognized by the sky, and the pattern of boots can be seen in one color. The fragrance comes from the climbing osmanthus, and the enlightenment falls from the flowers. The leaping emotions are all suitable, and the high and deep realms are like this. The grace of the Holy Spirit is great and selfless. Studying at Baiyun Cave in Xiqiao Mountain (Qing Dynasty) by Kang Youwei. The waterfall shoots thousands of feet into the ridge, and the ravine is deep and green. Stepping on the road on Piyuntai every day, the mountains are covered with red azaleas. I once lived in Gaoshi's temple, and I went to Miaogao platform on Monluo day. Mr. Baiyun Wuding is gone, and the clouds flying at the entrance of the cave are coming again. Xianguan Qingshen read the Taoist scriptures, and Huang Ting wrote them to prove the truth. There are delicious food in the free life pond, and giant fish can be seen in the cloud spring on the pond. Outside the Three Lakes Courtyard is a long embankment, under which the three lakes reflect the moon. The shadow of the moon in the northwest and the shadow of the moon in the south prove that they are supported by the moonlit night. Traveling to Xiqiao Mountain (Two of the Six Best Picks) (Qing Dynasty) Qiu Fengjia At the foot of the mountain, yellow clouds protect the Qiutian. The lush mountain village is filled with autumn smoke flying from the tea stove. There are many strange rocks in the mountains and many well-known springs. I have heard that there were gods in this mountain in ancient times. Who is reading here? Reading the Tao is proud of the sages. The woodcutter laughed loudly and spread the news to outsiders. There has been this mountain in heaven and earth for several lifetimes. All fools compete with intelligence to break through the ancient cave. To deal with poverty, thieves and thieves have arisen, making it difficult to farm and herd. The Danjing has not yet been destroyed, nor has the library collapsed. The dusk rain and autumn are rustling, and I dare not look if I want to go. How can there be a green Linhao who can understand the doctor's ship? Hibiscus is also a flower demon, turning into the sea to poison our people. I am a Taoist priest. How can I warn you so earnestly? It has been poisonous for hundreds of years, and the ban is beginning to be extended now. So far, when talking about external disasters, this is the reason. He is reckless and maintains diplomacy, but he is actually close to his noble ministers. When you go into the mountain and see this forehead, who is that? This is also the way to sign the alliance. Your honor is still with us. A word is enough to ruin the country, but sitting still makes the interests even. Leaving a name behind is also a disgrace, but luckily it is felt all over the body. Two Immortals Pavilion in the distance, Yunquan and Changchun. The wind and rain leave a leaf in autumn, and overseas it becomes green phosphorus. You have a Taoist heart, and all you want is gold and silver. Why don't you kill the captives and fly your sword to beg for guests in the cave?
The bright moon rises over the sea (Qing Dynasty) Liang Zenggu The color is as bright as a wash, and the horizon is extremely clear. The sea is full of thousands of factions, and the moon is born in half a wheel. The light of the jade is shining brightly, and the sound of silver waves is sent far away. Yinchuan rises with the waves, and the tide is just right on the shore. The boundary is thin and gold millet is floating on the sky, and the building is high and crystal is visible. The passenger thought that the passengers had just left. The island is in the middle of the night, and the river is full of love. Guanghan knows that there is a way, and he has won the laurels and stepped into Xianying. Visiting Baiyun Cave in Xiqiao Dong Biwu If you want to win in Xiqiao, you should first visit Baiyun. Dangerous peaks stand on iron walls, and waterfalls are covered with snow. Peering into the ladder at the edge of the cave, there is a gap in the condensed light. The sound of chatting faded away, and the gentle atmosphere was still and smoked. The word "Moyan" is photographed, and the spring leaves the fragrance in the hands. The fragrance of magnolia and osmanthus blooms all the time. Flying Flowing Thousands of Feet by Guo Moruo Dangerous rocks stand in the sky, coming up from Feiquan Mountain. The bead curtain hangs down for a hundred feet, and the jade chime rings with thousands of hammers. The path is winding and clear, the cave is quiet and the room is open. The cliff divides the sky into a thin line, and the poetic realm is full of wandering. In 1986, I revisited Xiqiao Mountain and presented the book to Taoyuan Pavilion to congratulate Jingzhi. There is no bridge in the heart, which is the road to Shu, and all sentient beings thousands of miles away are their hometown. A farewell to Xiqiao, a few wind and rain, and the flying flow points to the railing again. In 1986, Bingyin people took a day trip to Xiqiao Mountain and stayed in Taoyuan Pavilion. Zhao Puchu said that the seventy-two peaks are endlessly hidden, and it is enough to just taste the scenery. Thousands of flowers compete with the famous tree, and one leaf returns to the sweet cloud tea. The dragon boat on the mountain is vast, and the windows in the cave are spitting out smoke. Firecrackers in the ancient style make people happy, and this is a modern home in a paradise. Ma Wanqi’s inscription on Qiaoshan Mountain Xiqiao has been a famous mountain since ancient times, and its culture is not easy to come by. There are many tourist attractions today, and the folks are happy to come back again. Leave a message for Xiqiao Mountain Travel Agency Wang Renzhong The mountains are green and the water flows long, and the flowers bloom and are fragrant all year round. There is a place for reading, and I am busy with the four aspects today. A Hundred Odes of Wandering Woodcutter (Choose Three) Li Yungu Baiyun Ancient Temple Baofeng Temple was destroyed and he fled to Zen. The story is still told by Huilian today. For five hundred years, monks and secular people were hindered. White clouds blew away a stream of smoke. Shiyanyan leads to a secluded cave, and the magical workmanship of Guigu Valley is not surprising. There are lakes and rocks in the cave, and the archway under the water is thought-provoking. Wuyejing Fall in love with Biyun Village while drinking tea, it is worthy of the name of the first spring in Qiaoshan Mountain. If you sit and look at the well railing, there are no leaves, and the water flow will not rot. Golden Thread Song (Two Ques) - A self-titled revolutionary memoir by Ou Mengjue looking back on Youth Day. A good country is full of worries, and everyone has a responsibility. How can we distinguish between sons and daughters? Patriotic loyalty is inspired. Throw your pen and throw your head. Defeat the great powers and eliminate the warlords, cross the royal platform, and feel the heroic song. Follow the leadership and fight against stubborn enemies. Daughters also have a long career. He studied the heroic style, refused to be outdone, and respected Marxism-Leninism. I am a mortal bird in this world, and I am glad to have the wings of a red flag. The traces are hanging down from the sky for a long time, and the heavy rain and the wind are known to be reversible. This fine bird does not care about the scope of the fall. I hate filling the sea, and I always hold a stone in my mouth. Swallowing tears to Hongling. Count your colleagues, old friends and mentors, how many heroes! Carrying forward the past without hesitation, setting an example with high integrity and integrity. The situation has changed, and the waves are surging. I firmly believe that the red flag cannot be pushed down, and there are many swords in my body, so why not be afraid of facing the enemy. Like strong grass, facing the wind. New experiences of birth and death. When there is no shame, the turbulent years are overwintering with pines and cypresses. There are many twists and turns in the hidden struggle, and you face the prison and the wok. I would rather sacrifice my life and be loyal to the organization. He saves the world and helps people in danger, and he is heroic and for the people, but his body is broken. Dare to fight against enemy special forces.