1. Poems about Nanyang
"When there is rain before spring, flowers bloom early, and after autumn there is no frost and leaves fall late." It even surprised Nanyang Wolong and became famous in the Western Han Dynasty in the Eight Formations Picture. Articles Two Sima, Nanyang Economy One Wolong.
In the spring of Nanyang, the old trees on the top of the city are unknown, and the official willow branches are new every day. /p>
When the wind and smoke come into the air, there are still many pheasants in the nets who are willing to tame. I am ashamed to have no worries and enjoy the Spring Festival Gala. After leaving the war, the official situation is noisy and humble. How can I forget my career?
The zither and bottle can still help to open the book. Climbing up the stairs makes me feel uncomfortable, with clouds and fog covering the southeast.
In the spring of Nanyang, the mountains and rivers are full of flowers, and my feelings are different from those of the past.
The vegetables have not been saved to add new ones, and the chopped trees should have grown into the old fence. In the end, there will be no harvest, and the good wind and good moon will not return.
In front of ten flowers in Nanyang spring. The melancholy is hard to overcome, and the time has passed for half a lifetime. I still feel that I will be in trouble, and I don't know when I will get fame. This hatred, the rapid wind analyzes the spring for no reason.
How can I express my strong feelings in the spring of Nanyang? >
It is difficult to deal with the secrets of Qin, and the poems are about leaving and resentment. The family is in the bright moon of the five lakes, and the dream is to stay on the fishing boat in the spring.
In the spring of Nanyang, the eyes of the guest official are blooming, and the redbud flowers are blooming. I am also wandering around. I have written thousands of books and sent them a glass of innocent wine.
There is nothing left in this period of the Ming Dynasty. How dare I talk about my own talents? Feng Gui.
In the spring of Nanyang, there is a lot of innocence in the pile of books. > The sand gull used to be my companion, and the nesting swallow never hated me for being poor. The east wind has returned, and the peach and plum blossoms smile this spring.
Who can share the same spring things in my hometown in the spring of Nanyang? Ai Zhong. The apricot fire and willow smoke are burning in the daytime, and the tea spears and bamboo shoots are fighting against the east wind.
The bridge is across the green curtain of the wine market, and the door is opposite to Yuji and the boat is passing. Want to fly.
In the spring of Nanyang, there is a fishing boat in the country. This body is divided into a group of gulls. Seeing the flowers splashing with tears, the guest's face is full of shame when facing the mirror. The elders in Jiangdong should remember each other, and they will talk endlessly when the swallows come. The cauldron has not been able to bring glory to the ancestors and descendants, but the cattle and sheep are beautiful but not worthy of the cups and plates.
Who can make up for it with five thousand strong chants? I can be content with being unknown for forty years. Unexpectedly, I came to the pavilion in search of spring, and the spring breeze blew my tears down the balcony.
Nanyang Stream People are scattered in all directions occupying the barren hills, and the stream of water screams sadly at dawn and night. The jackdaws are coming endlessly, the clouds are fading and the sun is falling in ancient Youzhou. In Nanyang, there are clouds in the northeast today, and the business is so good.
My horse is driving suddenly, and there should be auspicious words coming. The cold spring bullies the guests, but they are satisfied with the cups under their banners.
After a hundred years of ear-burning, there is no going back. Where is the lying dragon now? There are graves that are half destroyed now.
In the vacant tree land, dusk crows linger. Looking at the sunset with nostalgia, I feel ashamed that I am not talented.
But he went with a broken saddle, and the wind and forest gave birth to seven sorrows. Qi's father first came to Xiangyin to write a letter, and went to Lutang Road to follow it. So he came from Nanyang Road and the roads were all pines like walking green Luo. Among the obstacles, he first sent Qi's father. Clouds connected to Xiangyin's hundreds of miles of pines, and the solemn and quiet Hunan wind.
At any time, the sorrow and joy are not in this world, welcome me to play the shengxiao on the road. The sky is dimmed on both sides of the bamboo tree, and the autumn order cannot reach the west and east of the forest.
It may not be possible for Lu Tang to do this, so he wrote poems and paintings to inspire the public. On a summer night, I am playing with jade as I wish, and the sky is white.
When there was no Li to worship, who would appreciate Xuancheng? Two cranes turn over the bright moon, and the solitary pine stands clear.
I am a visitor from Nanyang for half a year, and this night is full of happiness. In response to Li Tianyi from Baili, he came to ask for the Ten Odes of Fengchuan. Long Song's skin is chapped and his flesh is tight and his hair is blue. He sleeps in the snow and is proud of the wind for many years.
If you don’t see the dragon lying in Nanyang, your heart is straight to the sky. Village Living In ancient times, the village was given a reputation, and farming was also practiced in Nanyang in those days.
A few strokes of Yuanshan make the benevolent person quiet, and half a pole of flowing water makes the saint clear. The sound of cicadas in the evening breeze is better than the sound of golden music, and the glow of fluorescent lights at night is the city on fire.
People have to live in a high-level place, and there is no need for historical commentary or poetry criticism. and Deng Chengcai's Five Wonders. When did Wolong set off from Nanyang?
Shooting down Chang Geng as a stubborn stone, he ordered the whole world to resume farming and mulberry trees. The second rhyme describes the new residence of Mr. Fu Yue. A foolish man is like a prisoner of slaves, and the remains of a great person are both transformed.
Many people feel that their dreams are indistinguishable, and who knows who? It has been like a bubble for a hundred years, and it is like electricity. It is as hard as cast iron to fill the door hinge. The immortal's sun fell into the mountains and rivers, and there were more than three rafters in one seat.
He fought bravely in hundreds of battles in his life, but after a long setback, he returned to the barbaric route. The light is useless in the poem, and the blue sky and the thundering car are thundering in the daytime.
The pine coal cocoon paper is wonderfully swept away, and the rue brocade bag is deeply stored. Two bottles of purple dew are drunk on a spring night, and a single edge of yellow cloud is rented in Akita.
Who can support Bei Minghai? Zheng Er will return to Nanyang Lu. Hongfei is invisible across the clouds and rain, and Yi people are admired and admired.
On a night when the pavilion is full and the moon is full, people can recall thousands of poems and books.
A poem about the Xiuting Pavilion. There is a wonderful place in Nanyang, a Baihua Island under the city. Xie Gong created Wei Pavilion and stood at the top of the high city.
Enjoy a panoramic view of the show in the continent and experience it all. Composing poems and carving on gold and stone, the meaning will last for thousands of years.
I came to the pavilion early, so why wait for Yingyou. Just look at the thorns and the rubble.
I am destined to have good work, and I am looking for beautiful materials. It is said to be based on the complex structure, and it will be completed during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Open the bottles and bow to the bright moon, and everyone at the table will respond. Quickly and repeatedly singing harmony, drunkenly competing for rewards.
I have a good background, and I am a young couple. I came back on the 9th and the cool air disappeared.
When the wind comes, the sound of wild geese is heard, but when the clouds disappear, the color of the mountains remains. There are ponds full of chrysanthemums in the western suburbs, filled with gold boats floating on them.
The elegance is the longevity of the prince, and the external things are really long. If it passes, it will be the same as spring, and it will be better in spring.
The flowers are shining brightly, and the new springs are flowing. The flute makes the ground noisy, and the Luoqi travels all over the city.
The five horses cannot have fun, and the people of the state are ashamed. The pavilion can be abandoned, but I hope there will be many virtuous princes.
Reward Li Guanghua and send it according to the rhyme. Nanyang is resting and rejuvenating the beauty. The weather is warm and the wind is gentle, close to Chuguan. If you want to avoid disaster, you should stop when you have no authority, and then you can feel at ease when you have no authority.
Feeling pity for the good bird, I came to the secluded courtyard and watched the faint clouds pass over the other mountains. Talking about masturbation in this scene and situation, right and wrong can be reincarnated.
Worked by Baihuazhou on the Night of the Zhongyuan Dynasty. The governor of Nanyang was so angry that he admired the moon before the Mid-Autumn Festival. I forget to go home at night in Baihuazhou, the green trees are silent and smooth.
The blue sea spits out bright pearls, and the cold light shines into the sky and the stars are sparse. Downstairs in the west building, looking at the human world, Yingran is all in the sapphire pot.
The scorching heat has always been unavoidable, but it is not God’s will that it will be cold tonight. A flute blows away thousands of miles of clouds, the host sings loudly and the guests get drunk.
When the guests are drunk, they dance and sing to each other. How can I not dance and sing like an old man? Second rhyme Wang Xiangfu and Xicheng Lu Quanzhou have seen four poems: Five tripods are given to the king for food, and thousands of gold are given to envoys.
All things come and go are foreign things, but immortality has the true fragrance. Drinking a lot of wine from saints and sages, arguing in vain to get in and out of bed.
Thinking carefully about Zhuge's affairs, I can only lie down in Nanyang. 2. Poems about Nanyang
"When there is rain before spring, flowers bloom early, and after autumn there is no frost and leaves fall late." Wolong in Nanyang was even more alarmed, and he became famous. Wolong.
On a spring day in Nanyang, the ancient trees on the top of the city are unknown, and the willow trees are growing every day. When the smoke first enters the birds, there are still many pheasants in the nets who are willing to tame them. I am ashamed to have no worries and happy days.
The Spring Festival Gala in Nanyang is noisy. I'm not familiar with it. I'm not willing to forget about my career.
The zither and the bottle can still help to clear up the conversation. The mist locks the southeast.
On the spring day in Nanyang, there are flowers everywhere, and the feelings of the boss are different from those of the past. How can it be worth mentioning the flowers in people's clothes? The vegetables have not been saved, and the trees should have grown old. In the end, there will be no gain, and the good wind and good moon will not return.
In the spring of Nanyang, it is difficult to calm down in front of the ten flowers. It's been half a lifetime. I'm still experiencing hardships, I don't know when I will get fame.
I haven't left to live in chaos. I have gone to the drunken country to get rid of this hatred. Spring.
What can I say about the ten strong feelings in Nanyang's spring day? The teeth of this year are old and the last year is far away. The secret is difficult to understand, and the poem is about to leave and complain. My home is in the bright moon of the five lakes, and my dream is to stay on the fishing boat on the spring water. There are thousands of volumes of books, and a cup of innocent wine.
In this period of the Ming Dynasty, there was nothing left, so how could a lonely minister dare to judge his own talent?
In the spring of Nanyang, there is innocence in the pile of books, and I am serving this body for the sake of fame. Yan has never hated me for being poor. The east wind has returned, and this spring is smiling from the peaches and plums.
Who has the same spring in Nanyang's hometown? The sky is full of apricots and willow smoke. In the daytime, tea spears and bamboo shoots are fighting against the east wind.
The bridge is across the green curtain of the wine market, and the door is opposite to Yuji. The guests on the building are flying in the sky. >
On a spring day in Nanyang, there was a fishing boat in Zeguo. This body was divided into a group of gulls. It was not related to Li Lu and became a slave.
The sick eyes were filled with tears. Yan Linjing is embarrassed. The elders in Jiangdong should remember each other, and they can't stop talking when the swallows come.
The famous official Tu Yan was born in the spring of Nanyang, and Zhong Ding was still able to rejoice in his descendants. Although the oxen and sheep are beautiful, they are worthy of a cup and a plate.
Who can make up for the recitation of five thousand people, and feel at ease with being ignorant for forty years.
Unexpectedly, I came to the pavilion in search of spring, and the spring breeze blew my tears down the balcony.
Nanyang Stream People are scattered in all directions occupying the barren hills, and the stream of water screams sadly at dawn and night. The jackdaws are coming endlessly, the clouds are fading and the sun is falling in ancient Youzhou. In Nanyang, there are clouds in the northeast today, and the business is so good.
My horse is driving suddenly, and there should be auspicious words coming. The cold spring bullies the guests, but they are satisfied with the cups under their banners.
After a hundred years of ear-burning, there is no going back. Where is the lying dragon now? There are graves that are half destroyed now.
In the vacant tree land, dusk crows linger. Looking at the sunset with nostalgia, I feel ashamed that I am not talented.
But he went with a broken saddle, and the wind and forest gave birth to seven sorrows. Qi's father first came to Xiangyin to write a letter, and went to Lutang Road to follow it. So he came from Nanyang Road, and the roads were all pines, like walking green Luo. Among the obstacles, he first sent Qi's father. Clouds connected to Xiangyin's hundreds of miles of pines, and the solemn and quiet Hunan wind.
At any time, the joys and sorrows are not in this world, welcome me to play the shengxiao on the road. The sky is dimmed on both sides of the bamboo tree, and the autumn order cannot reach the west and east of the forest.
It may not be possible for Lu Tang to do this, so he wrote poems and paintings to inspire the public. On a summer night, I am playing with jade as I wish, and the sky is white.
When there was no Li to worship, who would appreciate Xuancheng? Two cranes turn over the bright moon, and the solitary pine stands clear.
I am a visitor from Nanyang for half a year, and this night is full of happiness. In response to Li Tianyi from Baili, he came to ask for the Ten Odes of Fengchuan. Long Song's skin is chapped and his flesh is tight and his hair is blue. He sleeps in the snow and is proud of the wind for many years.
If you don’t see the dragon lying in Nanyang, your heart is straight to the sky. Village Living In ancient times, the village was given a reputation, and farming was also practiced in Nanyang in those days.
A few strokes of Yuanshan make the benevolent person quiet, and half a pole of flowing water makes the saint clear. The sound of cicadas in the evening breeze is better than the sound of golden music, and the glow of fluorescent lights at night is the city on fire.
People have to live in a high-level place, and there is no need for historical commentary or poetry criticism. and Deng Chengcai's five unique skills. When did Wolong set off from Nanyang?
Shooting down Chang Geng as a stubborn stone, he ordered the whole world to resume farming and mulberry trees. The second rhyme describes the new residence of Mr. Fu Yue. A foolish man is like a prisoner of slaves, and the remains of a great person are both transformed.
People feel that their dreams are indistinguishable, and who knows who? It has been like a bubble for a hundred years, and it is like electricity. It is as hard as cast iron to fill the door hinge. The immortal's sun fell into the mountains and rivers, and there were more than three rafters in one seat.
He fought bravely in hundreds of battles in his life, but after a long setback, he returned to the barbaric route. The light is useless in the poem, and the blue sky and the thundering car are thundering in the daytime.
The pine coal cocoon paper is wonderfully swept, and the rue brocade bag is deeply stored. Two bottles of purple dew are drunk on a spring night, and a single edge of yellow cloud is rented in Akita.
Who can support Bei Minghai? Zheng Er will return to Nanyang Lu. Hongfei is invisible across the clouds and rain, and Yi people are admired and admired.
On a night when the pavilion is full and the moon is full, people can recall thousands of poems and books.
A poem about the Xiuting Pavilion. There is a wonderful place in Nanyang, a Baihua Island under the city. Xie Gong created Wei Pavilion and stood at the top of the high city.
Enjoy a panoramic view of the show in the continent and experience it all. Composing poems and carving on gold and stone, the meaning will last for thousands of years.
I came to the pavilion early, so why wait for Yingyou. Just look at the thorns and the rubble.
I am destined to have good work, and I am looking for beautiful materials. It is said to be based on the complex structure, and it will be completed during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Open the bottles and bow to the bright moon, and everyone at the table will respond. Quickly and repeatedly singing harmony, drunkenly competing for rewards.
I have a good background, and I am a young couple. I came back on the 9th and the cool air disappeared.
When the wind comes, the sound of wild geese is heard, but when the clouds disappear, the color of the mountains remains. There are ponds full of chrysanthemums in the western suburbs, filled with gold boats floating on them.
The elegance is the longevity of the prince, and the external things are really long. If it passes, it will be the same as spring, and it will be better in spring.
The flowers are shining brightly, and the new springs are flowing. The flute makes the ground noisy, and the Luoqi travels all over the city.
The five horses cannot have fun, and the people of the state are ashamed. The pavilion can be abandoned, but I hope there will be many virtuous princes.
Reward Li Guanghua and send it according to the rhyme. Nanyang is resting and rejuvenating the beauty. The weather is warm and the wind is gentle, close to Chuguan. If you want to avoid disaster, you should stop when you have no authority, and you will be at ease when you have no power.
Feeling pity for the good bird, I came to the secluded courtyard and watched the faint clouds pass over the other mountains. Talking about masturbation in this scene and situation, right and wrong can be reincarnated.
Worked by Baihuazhou on the Night of the Zhongyuan Dynasty. The governor of Nanyang was so angry that he admired the moon before the Mid-Autumn Festival. I forget to go home at night in Baihuazhou, the green trees are silent and smooth.
The blue sea spits out bright pearls, and the cold light shines into the sky and the stars are sparse. Downstairs in the west building, looking at the human world, Yingran is all in the sapphire pot.
The scorching heat has always been unavoidable, but it is not God’s will that it will be cold tonight. A flute blows away thousands of miles of clouds, the host sings loudly and the guests get drunk.
When the guests are drunk, they dance and sing to each other. How can I not dance and sing like an old man? Second rhyme Wang Xiangfu and Xicheng Lu Quanzhou have seen four poems: Five tripods are given to the king for food, and thousands of gold are given to envoys.
All things that come and go are foreign things, but immortality has the true fragrance. Drinking a lot of wine from saints and sages, arguing in vain to get in and out of bed.
Thinking carefully about Zhuge's affairs, I can only lie down in Nanyang. 3. About the poems describing Nanyang
Comments by Li Bai
Recalling Cui Lang Zhongzong’s trip to Nanyang and leaving behind my Confucius qin, I feel the old days while caressing it
In the past in Nanyang City , eating only Dushan fern.
Reminiscing about Cui Zongzhi, enjoying the white water and the plain moon.
When I was passing by the chrysanthemum pond, I drank endlessly.
The golden flowers are blooming, and they sing songs in a dejected manner.
Once the jade tree is destroyed, life and death will be erratic.
I left my Confucius qin, but the person who saved it has died.
Who spreads Guangling San, but cries for Mangshan bones.
When does Quanhu dawn, the chief sweeps the fox and rabbit dens.
Comments by Su Ting
The old residence of Fenghe Shengzhi was Yingzhi
In the Linzi mansion of the state of Lu, the king of heaven farewell.
Out of hiding, from the small to the big.
Donglu traveled to Chundian, and Nanyang was his old residence.
The stars of Sichuan are rarely stationed, and the flags are relaxing on the road.
The clouds are still there, and the wind returns to help sweep them away.
Looking at the city of Muhang, the fields are sparse.
After trying to revive the country in the past, now it has passed the customs.
Demonstration rather than school hunting, advocating yielding but not leaving fish behind.
The government officials flocked to the imperial palace, and the rural elders held the imperial carriage.
There are three drinking places in the tent, and six flights of leisure time.
The prosperous business is inscribed with Fending, and the prosperous period is inscribed with Luoshu.
I would like to accompany you to the end of the song and poem, and stay as close as Shu.
Comments by Luo Yin
Chobiyi
Throw away Nanyang as the main worry, and march north and east to collect all the good resources.
When time comes, heaven and earth all work together to transport heroes without freedom.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers care for the little boy, and the swords of the two dynasties hate Qiao Zhou.
Only the sentimental water under the rock remains, still close to the post stream every year.
Comments by Wu Jing
Two Elegies of Princess Yongtai
The flowers follow the path of women and descend to the princes.
Hehan and Tiansun were united, and they were the sons of Emperor Xiaoxiang.
Guan Jufang is training, and the phoenix is ??asking for help.
It is a pity that the traces of Lingbo have left the Dongchuan River without flowing.
Shunhua went to Beizhu, and Chen thought about Nanyang.
Zui Shou mourns the honor and glory, and You Xuan favors and mourns the honor.
Three rivers look for a distant future, and eight rivers are connected to the hills.
Wufu Qin is upstairs, and the phoenix is ??playing the flute. 4. Poems about Nanyang
The mountains are not high, but the immortals are famous. Water does not have to be deep. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous. The moss marks are green on the upper steps, and the grass color is green on the curtains. Talk and laugh with ru, no contacts STOMATOLOGY. You can tune the plain Qin and read the Golden Sutra. There are no messy ears of silk and bamboo, and there is no laborious form of official documents (dú). Zhugelu in Nanyang, Yunting in Western Shuzi. Confucius said: What is so shameful?
The Lord of Shu conquered Wu Xing's Three Gorges, and Beng Nian was also in Yong'an Palace.
Imagine Cuihua in the empty mountain, the jade palace in the empty wild temple.
In the ancient temple, there are cedars, pine trees, and water cranes in their nests. Every year, villagers wander around the village.
The ancestral halls of Marquis Wu are often close to each other, where the king and his ministers worship together.
He died before leaving the army, which made the hero burst into tears.
If you are a master and show your true name in the world, no one can compare with you for thousands of years. 5. Poems about Nanyang
"There is rain before spring, flowers bloom early, and frost-free leaves fall late after autumn." Wolong in Nanyang was even more shocked. Two Sima in the Western Han Dynasty article "Eight Arrays" in the picture, Nanyang's economy became famous. Wolong.
On a spring day in Nanyang, the ancient trees on the top of the city are unknown, and the willow trees are growing every day. When the smoke first enters the birds, there are still many pheasants in the nets who are willing to tame them. I am ashamed to have no worries and happy days.
The Spring Festival Gala in Nanyang is noisy. I'm not familiar with it. I'm not willing to forget about my career.
The zither and the bottle can still help to clear up the conversation. The mist locks the southeast.
On the spring day in Nanyang, there are flowers everywhere, and the feelings of the old man are different. The sound of the oriole startles the dream, and it is not worthy of being dressed in flowers.
The vegetables have not been saved, and the old trees should have grown. In the end, there will be no gain, and the good wind and beautiful moon will not return.
In the spring of Nanyang, it is difficult to calm down in front of the ten flowers. It’s been half of my life. I’m still experiencing adversity. I don’t know when I will get fame.
I haven’t lived in peace and chaos. I have gone to the drunken country to eliminate this hatred. Spring.
What can I say about the ten strong feelings in Nanyang's spring? I think about the old and the old in my mind, and my heart is flying away.
I feel like I am in front of the flowers. The secret is difficult to understand, and the poem is about to leave and complain. The family is in the bright moon of the five lakes, and the dream is to stay on the fishing boat on the spring water. Thousands of books, a cup of innocent wine.
There is nothing left in this period of the Ming Dynasty. How can a lonely minister dare to judge his talents?
In the spring of Nanyang, there is innocence in the pile of books, and I am serving this body for the sake of fame. Yan has never hated me for being poor. The east wind has returned, and this spring is smiling from peaches and plums.
No one has the same spring things in my hometown in Nanyang. The sky is full of apricot fire and willow smoke. In the daytime, tea spears and bamboo shoots are fighting against the east wind.
The bridge is across the green curtain of the wine market, and the door is opposite to Yuji and the boat is connected. Who knows that the guests in Nanyang are flying back to the sky.
On a spring day in Nanyang, there is a fishing boat in Zeguo. This body is divided into a group of gulls. It is not related to Li Lu and becomes a slave.
The sick eyes see the flowers in the sky and shed tears. Yan Linjing is embarrassed. The elders in Jiangdong should remember each other, and they can't stop talking when the swallows come.
The famous official in Nanyang's spring is Tu Yan, and Zhong Ding was not able to honor his descendants. Although the cattle and sheep are beautiful, they are worthy of the cup and the plate.
Who can make up for the five thousand strong chants? I am at peace when I am 40 years old and unheard.
In Nanyang Jian, people are scattered in all directions occupying the barren hills, and the stream of water screams sadly at dawn and night. There are endless jackdaws, dim clouds and decaying sun. In ancient Youzhou, Nanyang is now cloudy in the northeast. How wonderful the prosperity is.
My horse is driving suddenly, and there should be auspicious words coming. The cold spring bullies the guests, but they are satisfied with the cups under their banners.
After a hundred years of ear-burning, there is no going back. Where is the lying dragon now? There are graves that are half destroyed now.
In the vacant tree land, dusk crows linger. Looking at the sunset with nostalgia, I feel ashamed that I am not talented.
But he went with a broken saddle, and the wind and forest gave birth to seven sorrows. Qi's father first came to Xiangyin to write a letter, and he followed it by Lutang Road. Therefore, he came from Nanyang Road and the roads were all pines, such as walking green Luo. Among the barriers, he first sent Qi's father's cloud to connect with Xiangyin's hundreds of miles of pines, solemn and solemn, and the Hunan wind.
At any time, the sorrow and joy are not in this world, welcome me to play the shengxiao on the road. The sky is dimmed on both sides of the bamboo tree, and the autumn order cannot reach the west and east of the forest.
It may not be possible for Lu Tang to do this, so he wrote poems and paintings to inspire the public. Summer nights are spent playing with jade as one wishes, and the sky is white.
When there was no Li to worship, who would appreciate Xuancheng? Two cranes turn over the bright moon, and the lone pine stands clear.
I am a visitor from Nanyang for half a year, and this night is full of happiness. In response to Li Tianyi from Baili, he came to ask for the Ten Odes of Fengchuan, which are similar to them. The skin of the dragon and pine trees is tight and the skin is rough, and the hair is blue, sleeping in the snow and being proud of the wind for many years.
If you don’t see the dragon lying in Nanyang, your heart is straight to the sky. Village residence gave the village its fame in ancient times, and farming was also practiced in Nanyang in those days.
A few strokes of Yuanshan make the benevolent person quiet, and half a pole of flowing water makes the saint clear. The sound of cicadas in the evening breeze is better than the sound of golden music, and the glow of fluorescent lights at night is the city on fire.
People have to live in a high-level place, and there is no need for historical commentary or poetry criticism. With Deng Chengcai, when will Wolong start from Nanyang?
Shooting down Chang Geng as a stubborn stone, he ordered the whole world to resume farming and mulberry trees. In the second rhyme, it is said that Mr. Fu Le lives in a new place, where the simple people are as simple as being a prisoner and a slave.
People feel that their dreams are indistinguishable, and who knows who? It has been like a bubble for a hundred years, and it is like electricity. It is as hard as cast iron to fill the door hinge. The immortal's sun fell into the mountains and rivers, and there were more than three rafters in one seat.
He fought bravely in hundreds of battles in his life, but after a long setback, he returned to the barbaric route. The light is useless in the poem, and the blue sky and the thundering car are thundering in the daytime.
The pine coal cocoon paper is wonderfully swept, and the rue brocade bag is deeply stored. Two bottles of purple dew are drunk on a spring night, and a single edge of yellow cloud is rented in Akita.
Who can support Bei Minghai? Zheng Er will return to Nanyang Lu. Hongfei is invisible across the clouds and rain, and Yi people are admired and admired.
Send An Sugao, a scholar and an official, to hide in Nanyang. The taste is getting new day by day, and all the guests are elegant in the scene. On a night when the pavilion is full and the moon is full, people can recall thousands of poems and books.
There is a wonderful place in Nanyang called Xiu Pavilion, Baihua Island under the city. Xie Gong created Wei Pavilion and stood at the top of the high city.
Enjoy a panoramic view of the show in the continent and experience it all. Composing poems and carving on gold and stone, the meaning will last for thousands of years.
I came to the pavilion early, so why wait for Yingyou. Just look at the thorns and the rubble.
I am destined to have good work, and I am looking for beautiful materials. It is said to be based on the complex structure, and it will be completed during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Open the bottles and bow to the bright moon, and everyone at the table will respond. Quickly and repeatedly singing harmony, drunkenly competing for rewards.
I have a good background, and I have prepared a young couple. I came back on the 9th and the cool air disappeared.
When the wind comes, the sound of wild geese is heard, but when the clouds disappear, the color of the mountains remains. There are ponds full of chrysanthemums in the western suburbs, filled with gold boats floating on them.
The elegance is the longevity of the prince, and the external things are really long. If it passes, it will be the same as spring, and it will be better in spring.
The flowers are shining brightly, and the new springs are flowing. The flute makes the ground noisy, and the Luoqi travels all over the city.
The five horses cannot have fun, and the people of the state are ashamed. The pavilion can be abandoned, but I hope there will be many virtuous princes.
According to the rhyme, Li Guanghua saw it and sent it to Nanyang to rest and rejuvenate his beauty. The weather was warm and the wind was gentle, and he was close to Chuguan. If you want to avoid disaster, you should stop when you have no authority, and you will be at ease when you have no authority.
I feel pity for the good bird that comes to the secluded courtyard and watches the faint clouds passing over the other mountains. Talking about masturbation in this scene and situation, right and wrong can be reincarnated.
On the night of the Zhongyuan Dynasty, Baihuazhou was the governor of Nanyang, and he was enjoying the moon before the Mid-Autumn Festival. I forget to go home at night in Baihuazhou, the green trees are silent and smooth.
The blue sea spits out bright pearls, and the cold light shines into the sky and the stars are sparse. Downstairs in the west building, looking at the human world, Yingran is all in the sapphire pot.
The scorching heat has always been unavoidable, but it is not God’s will to be cold tonight. A flute blows away thousands of miles of clouds, the host sings loudly and the guests get drunk.
When the guests are drunk, they dance and sing to each other. How can I not dance and sing like an old man? In Ciyun, Wang Xiangfu and Lu Quanzhou of Xicheng saw four poems and five tripods.
All things that come and go are foreign things, but immortality has the true fragrance. Drinking a lot of wine from saints and sages, arguing in vain to get in and out of bed.
Thinking carefully about Zhuge's affairs, I only want to lie down in Nanyang. 6. Verses describing the beautiful scenery of Nanyang
Comments by Li Bai
Recalling Cui Lang Zhongzong’s trip to Nanyang and leaving behind my Confucius Qin, I caress it and feel the old days
In the past in Nanyang City , eating only Dushan fern.
Reminiscing about Cui Zongzhi, enjoying the white water and the plain moon.
When I was passing by the chrysanthemum pond, I drank endlessly.
The golden flowers are blooming, and they sing songs in a depressed manner.
Once the jade tree is destroyed, life and death will be erratic.
I left my Confucius qin, but the person who saved it has died.
Who spreads Guangling San, but cries for Mangshan bones.
When does Quanhu dawn, the chief sweeps the fox and rabbit dens.
Comments by Su Ting
The old residence of Fenghe Shengzhi was Yingzhi
In the Linzi mansion of the state of Lu, the king of heaven farewell.
Out of hiding, from the small to the big.
Donglu traveled to Chundian, and Nanyang was his old residence.
The stars of Sichuan are rarely stationed, and the flags are relaxing on the road.
The clouds are still there, and the wind returns to help sweep them away.
Looking at the city of Muhang, the fields are sparse.
After trying to revive the country in the past, now it has passed the customs.
Demonstration rather than school hunting, advocating yielding but not leaving fish behind.
The government officials flocked to the imperial palace, and the rural elders held the imperial carriage.
There are three drinking places in the tent, and six flights of leisure time.
The prosperous business is inscribed with Fending, and the prosperous period is inscribed with Luoshu.
I would like to accompany you to the end of the song and poem, and stay as close as Shu.
Comments by Luo Yin
Chobiyi
Throw away Nanyang as the main worry, and march north and east to collect all the good resources.
When time comes, heaven and earth all work together to transport heroes without freedom.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers care for the little boy, and the swords of the two dynasties hate Qiao Zhou.
Only the sentimental water under the rock remains, still close to the post stream every year.
Comments by Wu Jing
Two Elegies of Princess Yongtai
The flowers follow the path of women and descend to the princes.
Hehan and Tiansun were united, and they were the sons of Emperor Xiaoxiang.
Guan Jufang is training, and the phoenix is ??asking for help.
It is a pity that the Lingbo trace has left the Dongchuan River without flowing.
Shunhua went to Beizhu, and Chen thought about Nanyang.
Zui Shou mourns the honor and glory, and You Xuan favors the honor and mourns the glory.
Three rivers look for a distant future, and eight rivers are connected to the hills.
Wufu Qin is upstairs, and the phoenix is ??playing the flute.
Comments by Quan Deyu
Sending Hun to Dengzhou
Staying in Nanyang when he was young, Xin Enyin and Shouguang.
Qingxuan comes out and slips around, and the sharp blade is used.
The wind is strong and the leaves are falling, and the clouds are cold to protect the frost.
I wish you could see the fragrance of chrysanthemums and ponds when you visit the county.
Comments by King Luo Bin
Passing the tomb of Zhang Pingzi
Xi'e Gai Tongli, Nanyang is good at Deyin.
The floating algae on jade are beautiful, and the copper is thick and full of thoughts.
I suddenly think of today and the past, not the past and present.
The monument is dark at sunset, and the ancient trees sing in the wind.
I just sigh at the poor spring, and finally feel depressed and envy the fish heart.
Comments by Li Qi
Sending Uncle Cong on a trip to Xiangyang in the spring
Say goodbye and hate Fei Yi for abandoning me, Zong Ying.
I used the Five Classics, now I am traveling a thousand miles.
The grain is wrapped in grass and the horses are singing in the morning.
Doujiu is suitable for cold food, and miscellaneous flowers should be sunny in the evening.
Spring clothes on Caizhou Road, drinking in Nanyang City at night.
Guests dream of dawn in Xian Mountain, and fishermen sing and the river water is clear.
Chu customs rarely know each other, and it is difficult to appreciate each other when traveling far away.
When colleagues came to Guan Valley, the governor greeted them in the suburbs.
He only served Dan Ke together and went to Beijing to translate the orders.
Spring is about to twilight, and I sigh to the wandering oriole.
Comments by Meng Jiao
Eastern Song of the Qing Dynasty
The cherry blossoms are jagged, and the fragrant rain is red.
The beauties are climbing and folding with smiles, and their clothes are wet.
Cai Cai Qing Dong song, bright eyes and bright jade.
The man with a blue turban cannot see enough up and down.
Nanyang Gong’s first words were compiled into the New Music Record.
Comments by Li Shanfu
Weeping for the late Lord on behalf of Kongming
Recalling the past when I visited the thatched hut in Nanyang, I took advantage of the thunder and lightning to support my father.
It is considered that all the summers must be leveled, and all the heroes are expected to be hoeed.
Nan Mian failed to become an emperor, so Xiling Naren sent a palace carriage.
I am often melancholy at the foot of Jiuyi Mountain, and I once promised that I would be a fish in the water. 7. Poems about Nanyang on the Wei River
Poems about Nanyang on the Wei River: 1. The autumn wind blows on the Wei River, and the fallen leaves cover Chang'an.
-- "Recollections of Wu Chushi on the River" by Jia Dao of Tang Dynasty 2. Pedestrians should not ask about what happened in the past, for the water from the Wei River flows eastward from my homeland. -- "Xianyang City East Tower" Tang Dynasty. Xu Hun 3. The Wei River lingers in the Qin Saiqu, and Huangshan Mountain is sloping around the Han Palace.
-- "Fenghe Shengzhi from Penglai to Xingqing Pavilion Road" Tang Dynasty. Wang Wei 4. The west wind blows from the Weishui River, the leaves in Chang'an are in chaos, and the poetry is full of empty memories. -- "Qi Tianle" Northern Song Dynasty. Zhou Bangyan 5. Ten thousand households have towers facing the Wei River, and Qinchuan is full of flowers and willows from the Five Tombs.
-- "A Young Man's Journey to Weicheng" by Cui Hao of the Tang Dynasty 6. The coldness of the Weishui River is gradually falling, leaving the pu barnyard seedlings. - "Rain Returns from Weicun" Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi 7. I have come from Qin Dynasty. Don't ask me. Lishan and Wei River are like deserted villages.
-- "Encountering Tianbao Lesou in the South of the Yangtze River" Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi 8. The Milky Way of Weishui River is clear and flows across the sky. -- "A Gentleman Thinks and Actions" Tang Dynasty. Li Bai 9. Qiang boys look at the Wei River and send the guests to the source of the river.
-- "Twenty Miscellaneous Poems of Qinzhou" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty 10. The jade pot of Wei River laughs at the clear pool, and the sky cannot be cut to reach the morning glory. -- "Miscellaneous Songs and Songs: Songs of No Sorrow, Fruit and Sorrow" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty.