You Zi Yin
Meng Jiao
The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the body of the wanderer.
Before leaving, I am worried that I will return later.
Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.
Send Zhang Shenming to Jingzhou Province
Meng Haoran
In the 15th year of Caiyi, in front of Chenghuan's loving mother.
Xiaolian paid tribute every year, and he carried oranges to Qinchuan.
The four most popular candidates were Xu Zhongxuan.
Who wouldn’t admire the gods while boating on the river?
Who's son
Han Yu
Who's son is neither crazy nor crazy, and he went to the king's house to praise the Taoist priest.
The white-headed old mother covers the door and cries, rolling up the broken sleeves of her shirt and leaving them in place.
The bride with green eyebrows was twenty years old. She was sent home and cried through the city.
Perhaps Yun wants to learn how to play Feng Sheng, and admires Lingfei as much as Xiao Shi.
It is also said that the customs of the times ignore the commonplace, and try to do dangerous things to get noble positions.
Although there are legends about gods, those who know them will know that they are delusional.
The sage, the virtuous, and the virtuous can be deceived, but why should they die in the poor mountains?
Oh my dear brother, I am willing to teach you.
It’s not too late to punish him if he doesn’t punish him.
Whoever has sympathy for his friends and relatives can write this poem to me as a gift.
The poem about swallows shows Liu Sou
Bai Juyi
There are two swallows on the beam, a male and a female.
Holding mud between two rafters, four children were born in a nest.
Si'er's days and nights are long, and he is asking for food diligently.
Cat worms are difficult to catch, and the yellow mouth has no period of satiety.
Although the claws are thirsty, the mind is not tired.
It takes only ten seconds to come and go, as if I am afraid of hunger in the nest.
After thirty days of hard work, the mother becomes thinner and the chick becomes fatter.
Mutter the words and brush the sweaters one by one.
Once the wings are fully formed, lead them to the branches of the garden.
Lift your wings without looking back, and fly in all directions with the wind.
The male and female scream in the air, but they never come back.
But I fell into an empty nest, chirping sadly all night long.
Don’t be sad, Yan Yan. You should go back and think about yourself.
Si'er is a young bird, flying high and carrying his mother on his back.
My parents read it at that time, but you should know it today.