Knead all your troubles into a small ball.
Put it in the toolbox you gave me.
There are still Iraqis leaning against the railing upstairs.
Cut off the spring mountain
A few years later.
You finally put down the scroll and did it.
Fairy in Linjiang
With a seven-foot fishing rod
Grab this.
Icy river water
The blue of the river
Dongfeng, don't follow the rhyme.
As soon as we entered March, peach blossoms panicked.
The glass is not full.
The moon in the sky is buried in the water.
A little closer.
A little superficial
On such a mild spring night.
Yidanzhuang Chu Hang
Hold your heart and show your resentment.
Although walking slowly.
Far away, but farther and farther away.
Poetry Edition of Two Biographies —— Wang Zhaojun
In the rut leading to the frontier fortress
Wang Wang looked at the painter's blood.
The closure of Yumen Pass
Slam down
Broke the eyes of Emperor Xian of Han Dynasty.
China grass seed
Feeding Hu people's cattle and sheep
desert wind
But when calculating dust,
ageing
The moon climbed out of the high wall of the Han Palace.
Pulled by a long rope
Beat into fine white frost
Sprinkle it outside the felt house
The mountains and rivers of Han family
Sleep on the pipa
San Zhao jun yuan
Tianbianbian
The first ray of sunshine appeared.
Open it
Sleepy eyes after a thousand years of silence
be lost in thought
I seem to have heard of it
Make a sound.
Distant and clear
call out
That fate is destined to connect three lives.
Let the lonely heart
Since then, I have my own home.
Recall the past days of our lives.
It used to be the south.
A grass
Be a nobody
Because of the tornado of the wind of fate
Drift to your grassland
Living plants
It turned into a Gesanghua.
It's just because
Bathe in the beloved spring
It's also a lifetime
A once-in-a-lifetime stream of happiness
A wish that is about to come true
It can only be
Hand in hand with border town
Enjoy the beautiful summer scenery
Ma Touqin was drunk and couldn't get around.
Chang 'an becomes a memory.
The Han Palace is far away in the autumn moon.
Have no regrets.
No complaints.
You are an orchid hanging on a cliff.
It's hard to see a beautiful face in a thousand years.
Three thousand powder locks the vast palace.
Who pushed you into the swamp of youth?
Who blinded the eyes of Emperor Xian?
Pipa interprets the pain of drawing.
Sadness soaked Leng Yue of Zitai.
Marry far away
Is this your only way out?
Daughter's body and eyebrows are in love.
In order to bring the seeds of peace and good neighborliness to the Hu people
I changed my silk skirt and sleeves.
Wear Luo Zhou riding boots.
Wind and frost outside the Great Wall
Shake my slender steps
The road is long and the desert is deep.
Can you smell it? Pipa by my lake
Shame, flying geese are beautiful, rosy clouds are drunk, and Xiangyun is drunk.
Yinger's delicate voice moistens the desolation of Saibei.
Can you see it? My love is full of tears.
Melt ice and snow, clear ink, and watch sheep.
Acacia took the soul of the moon around the yurt and came to Han Bang.
Sixty years of green hair turned into white hair.
Sixty years of wound scabbing.
I use my light life to resist the wind and sand of war.
I filled the gap between countries with a gentle smile.
As long as the weather is fine.
I don't regret it for a thousand years.