1. "Lan Qing Shang Juan" Author: Qi Ji
Li Dong is similar, and he first showed his poems to his teacher. Where ghosts and gods wander, when the wind and sun sing behind your back. The search has been exhausted, but the name is still Zibei. It is written with ease and taste, which is regarded as doubtful by the ancients.
2. "Two Poems Presented to Qiu Yuanwai" Author: Wei Yingwu
The high-minded poems give up the idleness, and the pure conduct shows the hometown. We didn’t really pay homage to Nangong, but we chatted about Yandong Mountain. The feudal vassal was originally very eventful, but its articles were few and far between. Every time he sees his son, Gao Yong rises to give him to him. At night and day, the swallows are connected, and the troubles and stinginess are also eliminated. The motto is elegant and teaching, good at teasing and caring for the rest. For a long time, I thought about traveling in the wilderness, but met Yangshu in poverty. It’s pleasant to climb Tiger Hill and look out, but Wumen is hesitant and hesitant. If we join hands in this love, how can we return to the old ruins? Tell the disciples of Wu why literature is like this. The traces are far away from the solitary clouds, and the hearts are as wild as the cranes. The son of the same Shi family always comes to the door of the house.
3. "Send Supplements to Su" Author: Luo Yin
When he was young, he grew up with Yang Fu, who advised him to hunt for books. When the character is high, the generations are lying down, and the words of the officials are sparse. Pass on Dangui generously, but save the old residence with difficulty. When you retreat to the court and look at the grass, you can see the horses look like each other.
4. "Crying Dr. Zhang Too Often" Author: Luo Yin
Senior suddenly passed away, I am ashamed of my previous comparison. Although the character is humble, the words are heavy and unforgettable. The remonstrance grass is still green and the poplar trees are white in the sad wind. Only the cave should be moved, the bottom of the spring is really long.
5. "A Reward to Zhongcheng Envoy Jun Jun Zhai to Revelation of His Sickness" Author: Jiao Ran
The ancestors of Suxi taught that nothing is impossible. The withered body is not dead, and the mind is sitting there. The benevolent public sends spring orders, and the gentle breeze comes to refresh me. A single plant and tree are generated, and the avenue is free of load. On entering the empty royal family, the bright moon has a bright mind. The nature is wonderful and untainted, and the mind's movements are silent and traceless. If you are not a Zen couple, you are a Lei Cizong sect. Bi Wen Chao Duan was named, and this is the work of Yijun Zhai. The true thoughts are in Yaose, and the high feelings belong to Yunhe. The Li Longzhu was chosen and Guangming Yao was in control. If you are a friend in poetry, I will thank you for your happiness. The Qi of the Western Mountains is thin and stored in Junzijin. The clear autumn water shadow is used as the word "heart". The flocks of creatures are like owls, flying in love with purity. He is ranked first in rank, walking high and forward. The essence is to study heaven and man, but sitting around and listening is not enough. Prefect Yixiliu once rewarded Tingzhou apples. How can we see Jiang Nanchun again in five hundred years? Every time the public remembers the past, he sings and remembers the past. So I can lie down high and let things transform into pure things. Also because of my visit to Zen Hermitage, I learned that there were people from the Snow Mountains.
6. "Reply to Dr. Wei Yingwu of Suzhou" Author: Jiao Ran
Poetry education is almost lacking, and mediocrity and pronunciation are mutually exclusive. Suddenly I look at the charming charm and realize my old love. The wealth of knowledge is rippling, and Yu is a poet. The grid is cold and the pines are high, and the Qi is as clear as the autumn river. Why bother to do it in Yezhong? It can take a thousand years. After receiving the words, I divided the tiger and bamboo trees, and they were thousands of miles away from the riverside city. When the day comes to sweep away the troublesome government, now there is no need to suppress the army. I should pity the son of the Zen family. There is no camp under the forest. The traces of the world are beautiful, and the heart is the essence of Tao. Take off the tired words and avoid being distracted by foreign objects. The book clothes are covered with dust, and the inkstones are covered with moss. I hate that I have not known a gentleman, but I have passed down the beauty in my hand from the air. You can seduce my nature, but I am willing to be sincere. It is the sound of Wuyu, following Gong Yun and Sheng. When I chanted toward the Zen grove, I was ashamed of the sound of the pine trees.
7. "Enjoy the Imperial Ancestral Temple Movement: Suhe" Author: Wei Zheng
You are so virtuous, and I wish you to be a sage. The rules are from top to bottom, with sincerity and respect. Jialesi Deng, the ball is chanted. God's descending stops, the style is long and the scenery is destined.
8. "Planting Reeds in the Courtyard" Author: Xue Neng
There are thousands of branches in a clump. The structure is like a monk's residence, which can be used by officials during their free time. Bamboo shoots emerge from the hall, and roots move from outside the house. There is no precedent for joining the army, and the wind blows in the night.
9. "Late Return Song" Author: Wen Tingyun
The flying waterfowl bring waves, and the solitary light rises slantingly in the sunset. The mountains in the west of the lake look like they are smiling at each other, and their thorns and thorns arouse the moths in their clothes. The blue silk threads tie the boat to the river trees, and the orchid buds are unearthed from the Wujiang River. The water is extremely clear and turns red, and the grass is flat and smoky green in spring. Yang Tei'er rides a horse with a jade whip, and the golden phoenix is ??carved with uneven light. Tintin is warm and the shadow of flowers is leaking, urging people into Jingyang without knowing it. The weak willows on the crooked embankment look at each other from afar, and the birds and fans gather together to cover the fragrant jade. The boat in the lotus pond never returns, the willows are hidden in the mulberry fields and cuckoo is heard.
10. "Two Miscellaneous Poems" Author: Chu Guangxi
Chaos has no image, and the end is full of right and wrong. A scholar has a limited ambition and can forget his plans wherever he is. Before the time for plowing and chiseling came, we returned to the mountains to chat about picking weeds. Tigers and leopards squat against me, and eagles fly beside me. Immortals came from the sky and told me not to come back. Ge Ze is your driving force, and Hong Ni is your clothing. Traveling to the Kunlun Ruins in the West is contrary to the world. The autumn air solemnizes the heaven and earth, and Taihang is high in Cuiwei. The ape sings in the clear night, how sad is its sound. Loneliness covers Gui Pi, and I dream of traveling to Penglai. The beautiful trees stand in the distance, and the jade hall opens in the clouds. Hongya plays the flute, and the beautiful girl floats over. The rain masters come one after another, and the road is smooth. Poor King Xiang of Chu, he only likes Yangyuntai.
11. "Reminiscences of Qi'an County" Author: Du Mu
The place where I sleep enough all my life is Yunmeng Zenanzhou. The wind blew over the bamboos all night, and the rain in the river ushered in the autumn. The temperament is low and often gurgling, but the mechanics are strong. In the end, it fell into the dust in the hand, and Xiaoxiang fished in the overflowing river.
12. "A Letter to Liusheren Zongyuan" Author: Jia Dao
With both character and merit, who will not surrender? I dreamed of willows three times in one night, and I was alone in the Jiuqiu River. The promotion rankings were re-ranked, and there were several pairs of soaring characters. I swear to be the servant of the immortal and hold the wind-controlling banner on my side.
13. "As a reward for the elders of the Ministry of Rites, the rhymes and the separation and union are seen as gifts" Author: Zhang Jian
Since I moved to the same place, I am lucky to be with a gentleman. Hong Yazong was in charge of the court, and his bow and jing had already been revealed. Rooted in Qionglin Garden, walking in the golden boudoir at night. I advise Shen Ziyu Ming to compete with others like Fu. The room is wide towards the spring, and I think about the light instrument again and again every day. The motto is hard to believe, but the words are strong like wood and stone.