A letter is typed in the sky, and eight thousand in Chaozhou Road in the evening.
If you want to eliminate disasters for saints, you are willing to decline and cherish the old.
Where is the hometown of Qinling Mountains? Snow blocked the blue horse.
Knowing that you came all the way, you should have done it on purpose so that I could collect the bones by the river.
From Liuzhou Tower to my fellow countryman Liu Zongyuan, Zhang, Ding, Feng and Lian.
On the tower at the end of this town, the wilderness began, and our desire reached as far as the ocean or the sky.
Frightened winds and chaotic lotus waters, dense rain obliquely invaded the walls of the State of Guo.
We can't see anything beyond 300 miles, except vague Woods and mountains, and there are nine rivers winding in our stomachs.
* * * Come to Baiyue tattoo, don't even want a letter, let's keep in touch with home.
Answering Yuan Zhen Ouyang Xiu
There is no doubt that there are no flowers in the mountain city in February.
There are oranges in the residual snow, and the freezing thunder scared the bamboo shoots to sprout.
Homesick at night, disgusting during the New Year.
I used to be a guest in Luoyang, but Ye Fang didn't have to be late.
Reward Lotte and present Liu Yuxi's first meeting in Yangzhou.
The mountains were desolate and silent for twenty-three years.
People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed.
On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower.
Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.
The broken man gave Chen Tongfu strong words as a token of Xin Qiji.
Drunk in the dream of watching the sword under the oil lamp, dreaming back to the old days of the military camp, a horn sounded. Eight hundred miles of moxibustion, fifty strings of external sound. Autumn soldiers on the battlefield.
Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder. Despite the king's world affairs, he won a name before he died. Poor hair has become a white-haired man!
(When frustrated, I worked in Xinzhou (now Shangrao, Jiangxi))
Bai Juyi watched the moon in the pavilion on the night of August 15th.
On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.
Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.
Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.
(The classic Pipaxing was also written after being demoted to Jiangzhou Sima. )
Niannujiao? Su Shi's homesickness in Chibi
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.
Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
At dusk, leaning on his staff, the king was silent by the water.
The west wind of the water country is shaking down a little bit, which makes people feel a little bit.
When the doctor was in Zepan, Sima said goodbye to his head.
Only he knows how my generation hurt me.
It's too late for Cang Yanhua to get dressed.
Liu Zongyuan is a citrus tree planted in the northwest corner of Liuzhou.
200 oranges are planted artificially, and new leaves are spread all over the city in spring.
Fang Tongchu pitied Imperial Tree and didn't learn from Limu slave in Jingzhou.
How old are you? Who can pick out the real pearls?
If you wait until the day of the forest, you will taste as good as the old man.