The grass is blue
The evening breeze blows the willow flute,
The sunset is beyond the mountain.
The edge of the sky, the corner of the earth,
Know each other half-scattered,
A bottle of turbid wine makes me happy,
Don't go to Meng Han tonight.
Outside the pavilion, next to the ancient road,
The grass is blue
What time are you coming back? Don't hesitate to come.
The edge of the sky, the corner of the earth,
A close friend has half a broken heart.
Life is a rare party,
Only more separation.
2. Du Fu looking forward to spring
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist, trees and grass turn green again in spring, petals flow down like tears, and lonely birds sing their sorrows.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
(3) back to where.
The young man left home, and the old man returned to his local accent without changing his sideburns.
Where do children come from when they meet strangers?
(4) Cui Hao of the long main canal.
"Tell me, where do you live? ? Is it near here, a fishing pond? " . Let's catch our boat together and see if we belong to the same town. ..
My home is near Jiujiang, often near Jiujiang. You and me, we were both born in Chang Gan, you and me! It's a pity that we have never met. "
(5) Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao
The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, the twilight was getting thicker, and the river waves were filled with sad mist.
(6) I thought of my brother Wang Wei in Shandong when I was on vacation in the mountains.
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
(7) Acacia Wang Wei
Red bean trees grow in the south, and they will grow many branches in spring. I suggest you collect more as a symbol of our love.
(8) Toussaint Ganjia Road
It has been ten frost in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night. For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown.
(9) See Liu Zongyuan, a relative in Beijing, with Master Hao Chu.
The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere. If you want to become hundreds of billions, you should go to the top to see your hometown.
(10) Qiu Si Zhang Ji
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start. I can't tell you how hurried I am. Pedestrians are pouring in, Kaifeng.
(1 1) Li Shangyin's note to friends in the north on a rainy night.
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
(12) Tian Jingsha Ma Zhiyuan
Dead vines and old trees, faint crows, flowing bridges, old roads with thin horses in the west wind, heartbroken people in the sunset.
(13) Thinking of Li Bai in a Quiet Night
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
(14) Bai Juyi's Sauvignon Blanc
Bianshui flow, Bianshui flow, Surabaya flow, flows to Guazhou Gudutou. Wu Shan is a little sad. Think long and hate long, until it's time to pay back. Yueming people lean on the building.
(15) Li Yu's Sauvignon Blanc
One heavy mountain, two heavy mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan. Flowers bloom, flowers are not complete, geese fly high, but they don't come back.