Wang Zheng
Dai Yue Mercedes-Benz boarded the upstream, and the Weishan river bank was temporarily suspended. If you pour wine into your chest, the old dust on your temples will fall easily.
The lights in the autumn drought shop are still at night, and the food gang is very noisy at night. Over the years, the official sea has been surrounded by dangers, and the advance and retreat agencies have carefully planned it.
Crossing this mountain is to stay away from the shade.
Sun
Wan Li is a passer-by on the journey, a boat on the waterfront. Ban Jing stayed in the ancient road, and he knew the master. Shake hands, speak your mind and kiss yourself as before. When it comes to sincerity, I never get tired of hearing it. How often do you order wine?
Sun, a native of Deqing (present-day Zhejiang), was a second-class scholar of Kangxi (A.D. 1670), editor and editor of Ming history, president, right assistant minister of Ministry of Industry, and once worked as a river worker. Later, he was a bachelor of cabinet and assistant minister of rites.
Visit Mount Li again and give Yin.
Sun
My home is near Nanhu Lake, and the Taoist priest of Lushan Mountain remembers Yin Qing. Ten years of chicken and millet staying in the guest land, the sound of logging rang three times.
Dare to say that the dust is ignorant, only the most affectionate. Knowing that you are a deep-rooted couple, Lin Yu's life should be famous.
This poem was written by the author 1680 when he went north to Beijing.
Mengduan Weishan Lake
[Taiwan Province Province] Yin Yuchuan
Dreams break the fragrance of Weishan Lake, and old people love the lotus pond in September. The west wind blows off the lotus, and it is still chilly in the evening.
Hey?
The river is gloomy, and koi fish is happy in the pool. Hedgerow flowers and trees are still lush, and they are rehmannia when they are old.
Huaiweishan lake
An ethereal life is like a chess game, and the sight of mountains makes people think. Feng Yun's reflection sank to the bottom of the lake, and Lu 'an Shawan moved.
When water enters the river, the golden drum vibrates, the fish is caught and the feathers are strange. I hurried past my thirties and felt like a child.
Jiangchengzi
Weishan Lake is full, willows droop, egrets fly, and Wan Li Xiangguan has nowhere to talk about depression. Peach blossoms in the dream. Yunshan is broken, Zigui cries, melancholy is the most stormy, and the moon is faint and sad. Why don't you go back to Hanyan and arrange a fishing line, hook carp three feet and play a game of wine and chess?
Yilu south
one
Southern Shandong remembers Weishan, Weizi's tombstone, Jade Belt, Fengtai looking back at the wind, and jathyapple picking lotus.
Secondly,
Lunan recalled that after the micro-lake, he stayed behind to dig Han bricks, and the moon was lonely and dazzling.
third
Southern Shandong remembers, especially the hunting in Hong Bin, the gathering of hundreds of miles of frozen formations, the singing of Dajiangdong, and the fire to celebrate the harvest.
Yin Yuchuan, a native of Weishan Island, Shandong Province, was a professor at Jingyi Women's College of Arts and Sciences in Taiwan Province Province. Longfeng is Longshan.