Poetry about residence

Part 1 of the Poems for Music in the Palace (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty)

Title: Written by imperial edict. Emperor Ming sat in the Agarwood Pavilion, feeling something, and wanted to have Bai as a piece of music. He called him in , but Bai is already drunk, and the water on the left and right sides is slightly understood. The writing is written with a pen, which is beautiful and precise.

The small golden house is full of purple. The mountain flowers are inserted into the bun, and the dianthus is embroidered on the robe.

Every time I leave the deep palace, I often follow the chariot back home. I only worry about the songs and dances disappearing, turning into colorful clouds flying.

"Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind" by Du Fu

< p>The high autumn wind howls in August and rolls up the triple thatch on my house.

The thatch flies across the river and scatters on the outskirts of the river. The taller ones hang on the treetops and the lower ones float around the sunken pond.

A group of children in the south village deceived me because I was old and weak, but I could not stand facing a thief.

I openly carried the grass into the bamboo, my lips were burnt and my mouth was dry and I couldn't breathe. When I came back, I leaned on my stick and sighed.

For a while, the wind made the clouds dark, and the desert turned dark in autumn.

The quilt has been as cold as iron for many years, and the arrogant son was tired of lying on it.

There is no dry place in the bedside room, and the rain is like feet. The hemp has not been cut off.

My menstrual flow is disordered and I have little sleep. How can I stay wet for a long night?

There are tens of millions of mansions in the world, which can shelter the poor people all over the world. !

Wow! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, my house alone will be broken and frozen to death!