Partridges in the sky, the motherland can't help it.
Author: Qiu Jin (Modern)
The sinking feeling of the motherland can't help but come overseas to find a bosom friend.
Golden gulls are always in short supply and need to be replenished. He dares to sacrifice himself for his country!
There are obstacles and sighs. Guan Shan Wan Li is a hero.
Don't say that women are not British. They sing on the wall of Longquan every night.
Magnolia beginning of spring Rizuo
Author: Lu You (Southern Song Dynasty)
Shushan has been in the mountains for three years, and now it is still a cloth in the sea, and the journey is uncertain. Floating clouds on the Ba River crossing, such as spring grass in Qutang Gorge, are removed.
Spring spring wine is mellow and intoxicating every year. On the day of arriving in beginning of spring, Dai Fan overtook him, gulped it down and got drunk in the sunset. Today, all beings are one year old, and I am by no means the only one who wants to get old.
Chuling, Ye Bo Road, Xinhe
Author: Li Qingzhao (Southern Song Dynasty)
In the morning, the night is long, and the book always stops. Peng Ying stands around the water tower. Lan Zhi is a birthday girl. They reflect each other and make you happy. The flowers are as soft as jade, holding a graceful and restrained style.
The crane is thin and green, and its spirit is in harmony with the autumn moon. Virtue articles are becoming more and more famous. Dongshan dances very high, although Qing Xiang is not proud of it. An Shi must rise so that the whole world can be saved.
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Operator Bu sent Bao Haoran to East Zhejiang.
Author: Crown (Song)
Water looks like a beautiful woman's eyes, like a beautiful frown. Where are you going? To the intersection of mountains and rivers.
Take the spring water and send you back. If you go to the south, you can catch up with spring, and you must keep the scenery of spring.
This Gutian scared people away.
Author: Xin Qiji (Southern Song Dynasty)
After singing "Guan Yang Guan", I cried dry, regarded my fame as a funeral, and urged snacks. The water is connected, as if the trees on both sides of the river extend into the endless distance, and the dark clouds with rain buried half the mountain.
Throughout the ages, there have been more than a thousand kinds of annoying things. Is it only parting that makes people sad and gathering that makes people smile? It's not very sinister, but the journey of mankind is even more difficult.
Huanxisha sent Mei Ting to the Party as a scholar.
Author: Su Shi (Northern Song Dynasty)
Outside the door, the east wind snows. Looking back at the top of the mountain, I looked at Wu Sanren. We should not forget that there are no fish.
Shangdang has never been the backbone of the world. Mr. Yuan is an ancient Confucian. Shi Ping doesn't need Shu Lian.
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Huanxisha swims in Qiushui Qingquan Temple.
Author: Su Shi (Northern Song Dynasty)
The buds just growing at the foot of the mountain are soaked in the stream, and the sand road between the pine trees is washed away by the rain. In the evening, the rain began to trickle down, and cuckoo calls came from the pine forest. (Mix Zuo Yi: Mix)
Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age!
Yu Linling is cold and sad.
Author: Liu Yong (Northern Song Dynasty)
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.
Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?
Changxiangsi Mountain One City
Author: Nalan Xingde (Qing)
A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights at night.
When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.