1. "The Wandering Son's Song" Tang Meng Jiao?
The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wandering boy's body. Before leaving, there are dense seams,
I am afraid of returning late. Who A word from the heart of an inch of grass will bring three rays of spring.
2. "Dan Ge Xing" by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty? p>A hundred years and thirty-six thousand dynasties, the night will be strong for half a day.
Singing and dancing must be done early, yesterday is better than today.
People see good boys and girls, but they don’t know Men and women encourage people to grow old.
Short songs, no music.
3. "Buxu" Tang Sikong Picture?
My mother taught Buxu, three Yuan Chang sent down the Peng Hu.
The rhyme and customs of Yun Shao ceased, and the luan and crane flew low to brush the treasure stove.
4. Wang Anshi's "Fifteen"
Take your mother to the ditch of Han, and leave Bai Han at home in the shade. ?
When I heard about Du Yu in the bright moon, the north and the south were always concerned.
5. "Thinking of Mother" by Yu Gong
My clothes are wet with the tears of reed flowers in the frost, and my white head no longer leans on the wood door.
During the yellow plum rain in May last year, Zeng Dian returned home from shopping for rice.
6. "Heavenly Fragrance·Ode to Ambergris"
Smoke is rising in the lonely valley, the moon is shed by the waves, and lead water is mined in Li Palace at night. The news is far away in the wind, the dream is deep and the dew turns into the words "broken soul and heart". Red porcelain is waiting for the fire, but it is still recognized at first glance, and the jade finger is ringed by ice. A wisp of lingering green shadow, vague sea and sky clouds. ?
Shen Jiao was half drunk several times. Jian spring lanterns, cold night flowers broken. Even better, the old stream is snowing, and the small window is deeply closed. Xun Ling is now old and always forgets the old flavor of the bottle. I cherish the lingering smoke, and the empty bonfire is a blanket.