(Ming) Tang Yin
The rain closed the pear blossom, leaving youth alone and empty.
Pleasure * * * Who said that? Flowers are charming, and the moon is charming.
Sorrow gathers eyebrows, and a thousand tears mark ten thousand tears marks.
See the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. When I walk, I miss you; Even when I am sitting, I miss you.
(2) "Looking at the south of the Yangtze River, beyond the stage"
(Song) Su Shi
Spring is not old, the wind is fine and the willows are oblique.
Try to look up from the detached platform, spring water is half the city.
Fog and rain darken thousands of people.
After a cold meal, I woke up but felt uncomfortable.
Don't miss the old country for the old friend, try new tea with new fire.
Poetry and wine use time.
(3) The banks of the Yellow River were recaptured by the imperial army.
Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)
The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat.
Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily.
On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine.
Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .
(4) Tang Duoling Lu Ye Man Zhou Ting.
Liu Guo (Southern Song Dynasty)
An Yuanji, the surname of Song Ban, asked Taoist Longzhou for words in order to give this "more sugar".
With Liu Fuzhi, Liu Qufei, Zhan, Zhou Jiazhong, Chen, Meng Rong. So is August 5th.
Reed leaves are full of Tingzhou, and the cold sand zone is shallow.
Twenty years have passed, South Tower.
Liu Xia's mooring is not stable yet, but it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days.
The yellow crane broke the rock head. Have you ever been there?
Old rivers and mountains are new troubles.
Want to buy osmanthus with wine,
After all, it's not a youth tour.
(5) "Lou Yu Spring Hate"
(Song) Yan Shu
Lvyang Fangcao Changting Road. It's easy to throw people away when you are young.
The dream on the roof is five minutes old, and it rains in March at the end of the flower.
Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality and bitterness. One inch or a thousand strands.
Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.