1. Poems describing mountains and water.
1. "Wanglu Mountain Waterfall"
Author Li Bai Dynasty Tang Dynasty
Rizhao Incense Burner There is purple smoke, and you can see the waterfall hanging in front of the river from a distance.
The flying stream falls three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky.
Vernacular translation:
Purple haze rises from Xianglu Peak under the sunlight. From a distance, you can see the waterfall hanging like white silk in front of the mountain.
The plummeting waterfall on the high cliff seems to be thousands of feet long, making people feel as if the Milky Way is falling from the sky to the earth.
2. "Autumn Dwelling in the Mountains"
Author Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty
After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks.
The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.
Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay.
Vernacular translation:
The empty mountains were bathed in a new rain, and the falling night made people feel that it was early autumn.
The bright moon shines clear light from the gaps between the pines, and clear spring water flows on the rocks.
The noisy sound in the bamboo forest is thought to be the return of the washer girl, and the swaying of the lotus leaves is thought to be wandering up and down the boat.
The beauty of spring may as well be allowed to fade away, but the kings and grandsons of the mountains in autumn can stay for a long time.
3. "Visiting Shanxi Village"
Author Lu You, Song Dynasty
Mo Xiao's farmhouse is full of wax and wine, and in good years the guests are full of chickens and dolphins.
There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers.
The flutes and drums follow the spring society, and the clothes and clothes are simple and ancient.
From now on, if I can take advantage of the moonlight, I will knock on the door all the time and night with my stick.
Vernacular translation:
Don’t laugh at the turbid wine brewed by farmers in the twelfth lunar month. In the year of harvest, the dishes for entertaining guests are very rich.
The mountains are overlapping and the water is twisting. I am worried that there is no way to go. Suddenly, another mountain village appears in front of me.
The day of playing the flute and playing the drum in the Spring Society is approaching, but the villagers still retain the ancient custom of simple clothes.
If I can still take advantage of the beautiful moonlight to go out for a leisurely trip in the future, I will knock on your door at any time with a cane.
4. "Send Meng Haoran to Guangling at the Yellow Crane Tower"
Author Li Bai Tang Dynasty
The old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.
Vernacular translation:
My old friend waved goodbye to the Yellow Crane Tower, and went on a long trip to Yangzhou in March when catkins were like smoke and flowers were blooming.
The shadow of the friend's lone boat gradually moved away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky. Only a line of the Yangtze River was seen, rushing towards the distant sky.
5. "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake"
Author Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty
North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.
In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud.
The wild flowers are becoming more and more charming, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.
My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, where there is a white sand embankment in the shade of green poplar trees.
Vernacular translation:
Walking around the north of Gushan Temple and west of Jiagong Pavilion, the lake water has just risen and is level with the shore, and the white clouds are hanging very low.
Several early orioles are vying to perch in the warm trees facing the sun, and the newly arrived swallows are busy building nests in the mud.
The wildflowers are dazzling when they bloom, and the spring grass has not grown tall enough to just cover the horses' hooves.
My favorite scenery in the east of the lake is unforgettable, with rows of willows passing through a white sand embankment. 2. Poems about mountains and rivers
Huanxisha (Yellow Machine)
Green Qi’s empty bullets are still full of hatred. It's worthy of holding hands to see people off. The green wine will be cherished and poured out with great care. I must remember you and chant Weibei, you must think of me and write the clouds. If you don’t believe in the music of mountains and flowing water, you will never know the sound of it.
Ruihexian (Lu Shengji)
The remaining plum blossoms are fluttering. Look at the spring return on the willows, and the new green is rubbed. The delicate oriole leaves the valley. Make the sound of springs and fly to trees. Time flies. Sigh the floating life, the flowing light turns the candle. Since spring, every time I travel, I will have more fun with Jiuxia. Xibei. Taking small steps for an outing, sleeping sleepily on fighting grass, on a brocade-yin flower mattress. Clusters of plum blossoms. The singing voice is wonderful, and the silk and bamboo are interspersed. The benefits of loving a river are high mountains and flowing water, no less Duqu in the south of the city. Laugh all your life, be outstanding and have no cones, and grow old and prosperous.
Golden Chrysanthemums and Hibiscus (Liu Qingfu)
The spring mountains are lightly brushed, the autumn water is flowing slowly, and the jade slender silk trees are leisurely arranged. Press the cool and heavy dew, and stand still in the sad wind. The new rhyme of the plain string Yao Zhen tune, the trembling green leaves, and the golden clusters of hibiscus. The layers are layered and locked, the pieces are picked lightly and slowly, which is very affectionate. Panshang has endless engravings. It sounds like a luan and a phoenix, and the rules correspond to male and female. Asking about mountains and flowing water, who agrees with this? Among them, only close friends are allowed to listen, and there are mausoleums, chariots and horses, and graceful appearances. The people in the painting curtain are quiet, the three folds of the piano are folded, and the golden bell is poured out every now and then.
Congratulations to the Bridegroom (Li Haogu 1)
The character is romantic. Recalling the ups and downs of Jiangdong in those days, I had a close friend named Nan Ruan. I am used to leaning on the beech bed to express my pride, but it is difficult to rest on the piano and eucalyptus. Wonderful system, silver toad full of light. No one's good deeds will be spread throughout the ages, but Maoling and Golden Bowl will be seen in the world. Blow it gently and think infinitely. Chang'an's hairpins are in chaos. Imitation scale, red stripe dial, charming and affectionate. An acquaintance with the beauty of mountains and flowing waters, children pass on their grudges in vain. It makes Xi and Zhi Lang Xiao disperse. I heard that Sanlu was in a desperate place, and the miserable wind was shaking down the cold river bank. If the intestines are not broken, the intestines are broken.
Qi Jue (Liang Yusheng)
Playing the sword and singing crazily across Jizhou, throwing red beans in the air.
Where are the people in the high mountains and flowing water? The chivalrous bones and soft intestines always cause trouble.
Two Freehand Poems (Mou Rong)
The lonely and desolate hall has a closed door, and there are few traces of clogs on the moss path. The white hair is full of wild dust and dreams are broken,
The green felt calms the heart of the guest. There are three pianos in the mountains and flowing water, and a bottle of wine in the bright moon.
After being drunk and lying under the forest with bent arms, there is no need to talk about honor and disgrace in this life.
Xiao Xiaohua's hair is full of hair, and he greets him tiredly at the far-reaching gate. I am happy in silence but have no external admiration.
I feel self-pity and know my fate but do not seek glory. Leisure and lust are given to Si Tao Ling. Who can ask Ma Qing when he is sick?
I live in poverty under the forest and live in poverty, even though the city is unknown.
The wind blows into the pines, chanting the scenery of books (Shen Xi)
Bamboo crowns, quinoa canes, and kudzu skirts. Hua hair half hairpin. There is no stumbling block in the world, no worries about ups and downs. The surname cannot be heard, and the soul of dreams lingers in the mountains and forests. Accompanying me is only a piano. The fun is the deepest. I forget the dangers in the wild trails of Xiqiao and wander far away in search of a close friend. A song about mountains and rivers, not caring about fame or fortune.
The wind enters the pine (Shen Xi)
The Qiu branches support the moon against the high cold. The thin shadow is fluttering*. The dew is cold and clear, the green moss is moist, and after it goes deeper, the sound of Wan Lai is dry. The dust and worries suddenly cease, and the chest is wide at this moment. It's like dressing up and dressing up. Playing the piano alone. How pure is the gold and jade? There are few close friends and I sigh in vain. Aiming at high mountains and flowing water, I am surprised to see you away from cranes and luan.
The wind blows into the pines, chanting the scenery of books (Shen Xi)
Bamboo crowns, quinoa canes, and kudzu skirts. Hua hair half hairpin. There is no stumbling block in the world, no worries about ups and downs. The surname cannot be heard, and the soul of dreams lingers in the mountains and forests. Accompanying me is only a piano. The fun is the deepest. I forget the dangers in the wild trails of Xiqiao and wander far away in search of a close friend. A song about mountains and rivers, not caring about fame or fortune.
The wind enters the pine (Shen Xi)
The Qiu branches support the moon against the high cold. The thin shadow is fluttering*. The dew is cold and clear, the green moss is moist, and after it goes deeper, the sound of Wan Lai is dry. The dust and worries suddenly cease, and the chest is wide at this moment. It's like dressing up and dressing up. Playing the piano alone. How pure is the gold and jade? There are few close friends and I sigh in vain. Aiming at high mountains and flowing water, I am surprised to see you away from cranes and luan. 3. Who has poems describing mountains and water?
1. Finally, the mist and rain from the south of the Yangtze River covered the world.
2. A thousand years of fame will bury you in one lifetime. The exquisite country is ridiculous but has no king's destiny. 3. The Phoenix traveled on the Phoenix Platform, broke the promise, and waited all night. From then on, thousands of miles away, south and north of the Yangtze River, wept.
4. Lament the tears of beauties, the death of heroes, and there is so much suffering in the world. Mountains and rivers are eternally silent, how can we be happy?
5. Fenghua is like quicksand, and old age is like a period of time. 6. The night rain dyes the sky and water blue.
Some people can achieve great success without gestures. 7. You must remember that the red sandalwood is not extinguished, and I am not gone either.
8. Who sighs in the years. 9. The vast sky of Han Dynasty holds the prosperity and sorrow, and between the curved eyebrows, destiny is destined to become the past.
10. The first makeup of the mortal world, the mountains and rivers have no boundaries. The first face crushes the nightmare and has an unparalleled destiny.
11. The style of Jiangnan, the sky and water become blue, but the wishes of the heavenly religion are contrary to the body. 12. Mountains and rivers are handed over, and I smile for you.
13. I will have no regrets even in such a bumpy life. 14. The past covered by the passing years has passed by and hastily turned into a trace of sadness.
15. The flowers covered by time bloom, and everything passes by and becomes blank. 16. Even though my splendor has faded, I will still be on the other side to protect you.
17. Those prosperity and sadness will eventually become a thing of the past, please don’t be disappointed, ordinary is for the most beautiful soul-stirring. 18. My old age will never be seen on your journey.
19. The long song should be weeping, for those promises that cannot be fulfilled, for the deepest love in life, which will eventually dissipate into smoke. 20. Walk in the sky with you and see the flowers all over the ground.
21. I am young and my time is wasted. 22. You have to remember that in that month and year, weeping willows and purple roads appeared in the east of Luo City.
23. The vast land can be destroyed with one sword, where will the bustling music and songs fall. 24. I send you a song, no matter who gathers or disperses at the end of the song.
25. Who burns the smoke and disperses the vertical and horizontal ties; listens to the broken strings and breaks the three thousand obsessions. 26. The breeze is moist and the tea smoke is blowing lightly.
Reliving old dreams, the old friend has passed away. 27. The maple forest is dyed with fire, the beautiful pot sings to the moon, and the long song leans against the building.
Year after year, in front of the flowers and under the moon, there is a statue of fragrant wine. The red lotuses are falling from the water, but the only sound is the jade chime, but the feeling remains the same.
28. Yuzhu once wrote about a trip to Phoenix, where no one was seen and the water flowed empty. 29. He smiled and destroyed himself in the passage of time.
30. You can still drink tea calmly and crush this scene, the fireworks of the prosperous age. 31. In the bustling world, the flashy life is fleeting.
32. I am not me. When you turn around and leave, it is not me in Suzhou. 33. A few episodes of lamentation and several lifetimes of joys and sorrows. It’s ridiculous that I can’t help but have my destiny.
34. As time goes by, I dream back to the edge of the winding river, watching the fireworks bloom and the full moon appear. 35. Life is like a white horse passing the knee, just suddenly.
However, I can remember every word you say as long as I live. 36. The fog cleared and I woke up from the dream. I finally saw the reality. It was the silence after thousands of sails had passed.
37. The paper is a little worn and blurry. But every stroke and every trace seems to record thoughts that span thousands of years.
38. At the two ends of life, we stand on the shore of each other. 39. Destiny gathers and dissipates. Destiny is like water, carrying the world on its back, just for one sentence, waiting for the next meeting.
40. Holding the old age, imprisoning time and space, suddenly reaching the end of the world. 41. The mirror flowers and water moon that people can never see through are just smoke and clouds between my fingers. Thousands of years in the world are like my blink. 42. Meeting and getting drunk are the prerequisites. The wind and rain have dispersed, and they are drifting away.
43. The illusion is vast, and once you meet, you will never forget it. It doesn't matter if you don't know the master, smile when you meet him.
44. The world is full of turmoil, and the years are rushing me as soon as I enter the world; the emperor's hegemony is chatting and laughing, and life is too drunk. 45. Sing loudly when you gain, and rest when you lose. There is also sorrow and hatred. There is wine today and you are drunk now. You will be worried tomorrow.
46. It’s useless to miss lovesickness, but it’s just madness to be melancholy. 47. Look at the sky, the earth, the sun and the moon, they are silent and silent; the green mountains and long rivers stretch from generation to generation; just like in my heart, you have never left or changed.
48. That’s it, the mountains and rivers will never meet again. 49. Man and heaven are separated from each other. How can we forget each other? How can we laugh and be startled?
50. If you don’t look back, why not forget. Since there is no fate, why make an oath?
Everything today is like water without a trace. Tomorrow and evening, you are no longer a stranger.
51. We meet by fate, but we meet by chance. We hope to remember each other even across the world. We are lucky enough to know each other, but not lucky enough to stay together. The blue sky and the bright moon will last forever.
52. We met too late and fell in love too slowly. It was a dilemma for me to advance or retreat. We have been separated for a long time. We have been separated by fate. Can we go ashore when we turn around? 53. The weather is getting cold, the cold is gone. The world has grown old, the vicissitudes of the world have made me cry, it is so difficult to let go, my heart is empty, I want to let go, but I can't let go. The dawn has illuminated the light. The tears have dried up, and I am wandering on the pillow. 54. The heart is slightly moved, but the love is far away. Things are also No, people are no, everything is wrong, the past cannot be pursued. 55. In the vast space and time, in the vast sea of ??people, when I meet you, don't miss it, don't forget it. 56. If it were me who spoke first, would life still flow smoothly? 57. Maybe it was the marriage in the previous life, maybe it was the fate of the next life. The mistake of meeting each other in this life is just a fruitless grudge. 58. The water in the human world is deep, not even half as long as lovesickness.
There is still an end to the sea water, and there is no limit to the longing for lovesickness. 59. When you are drunk, you see others quarreling in pairs. 60. When there is no one around, you shed tears of lovesickness.
61. How do you know that the red silk threads are crossed by thousands of layers? The same road leads to different destinations. Walking in the snow to look for plum blossoms before resting. Looking back at the end of the world 62. A knight should not take the knot lightly, and the beauty should not take the alliance lightly. I am afraid that I will die for it. 63. People are different, today is not yesterday, autumn is as old, people are empty and thin 64. In the light, shadow and sound, the sky is still cold, the water is still cold, in the dream, silk and bamboo sing softly, outside the building, the building, the mountain, the mountain, the people have not returned, the person has not returned, the wild goose is looking back. Those who have long forgotten the river and played the harp are full of tears. 65. Flowers are fluttering and falling all over the shoulders. The sound of the flute is heard in the cold windows. The shadows are lingering in the smoke. Where is the sound of the oars? 66. Give me a tear, and I will see the whole ocean in your heart. 67. Year after year, day after day, autumn after autumn, one generation gathers and then partes, one is happy and one is sad, one sleeps on the same couch, one is looking for acquaintances in one’s dreams all his life, he Sometimes we get to know each other, sometimes we play and sometimes we sing. 68. I wish we never had each other, I hope we never forget each other.
69. In the rivers and lakes in the dream, a hundred flowers bloom, people come and go, and it is prosperous. 70. I began to miss the desolate years and the splendid rivers and lakes that I once held in my hands.
——And those who have loved and hated. 71. I am on the other side of the river, watching for my return, but there is no hope of return.
72. Spend the rest of your life peacefully. Self-aware.
73. The majesty of the moonlight, the spirit of the music, everything is just an illusion, fleeting. 74. No matter how lonely and confused those figures are, they will always be unforgettable. 75. They are always born inadvertently. Looking back to the other side.
Even though the scene of discovery is long. 76. I always wonder whether my memory will last forever.
4. Poems describing mountains and water
When the sun rises, the flowers on the mountains are as red as the fire. When spring comes, the rivers are as green as orchids
The distant mountains swallow up the vastness of the Yangtze River, and the soup is endless. The sunrise and evening clouds are full of weather.
The rain is falling for a month, the wind is howling, the turbid waves are emptying
The falling water is like the solitary swans flying together, the autumn water is the same color for a long time
The gentle breeze is blowing, the water is not rippled Xing
After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes
The bright moon among the pines illuminates the clear spring rocks upstream
The bamboos declare their return and the female lotus leaves the fishing boat
The fog locks the top of the mountain, the foggy sky and the water and the tail water connect to the sky
If you want to make the West Lake thicker and lighter than the West Lake, it is always suitable
Viewed from the side, it looks like a ridge on the side and a peak at different distances and heights. I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu just because I am in this mountain
Ouch! How dangerous it is! The road to Shu is more difficult than going up to the blue sky
Above there are six dragons returning to the sun. Below the high mark there are rushing waves and turning back to Sichuan. The flying yellow crane cannot pass by. The ape wants to overcome its sorrow and climbs on the green mud. How can it be climbed up and down? Stepping around the rocky mountains, I went to the Lijing Well, looked up and took a breath, stroking my mind with my hands, sitting and sighing.
Even the peaks were gone, the sky was not full, and the withered pines were hanging upside down, leaning against the cliffs. Lei Lei
The white dew crosses the river and the water reaches the sky
The embroidered gate overlooks the carved mountains and plains. It fills the Sichuan River and stares at the sky in horror
The sky above and below is like a sky. Vast expanse of blue
No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but people can hear their voices
Wild bamboos split into the green mist, flying springs hang on green peaks
Two peaks open in front of the Golden Tower, and the Milky Way hangs upside down Three stone beams
Yellow clouds are moving thousands of miles, the wind is sounding, white waves are flowing in the nine-way snow mountain
The sun is shining on the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea
After the green peaks outside the white water and bright fields come out of the mountains
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Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky
Jingting Mountain is the only place where I can’t get tired of seeing each other
The river is green and bright, and the scales
Phoenix travels on the Phoenix platform, the phoenix travels to the Taikong River and flows by itself
People are busy, osmanthus flowers fall in the night, and the spring mountain sky is quiet
Picking chrysanthemums and leisurely seeing the Nanshan Mountain under the eastern fence
< p> The ape crows outside the mountain in Kuang Fuxiang and the water flows in HunanAt that time, it was only recorded that the mountains were deep and the green stream reached the cloud forest several times
The river flows outside the world and the mountains are beautiful.
Walk to a water-poor place and sit down to watch the clouds rise
The ripples of water chestnuts and water chestnuts reflect the clear reflection of the japonica reeds
The dark peaks rising thousands of miles across are rising from the clouds
The sun sets over the lonely river in the desert
The wild geese lead their sorrowful hearts to the mountains to carry the beautiful moon
The trees are all in autumn colors and the mountains are only dimly lit
The waves of the river come out of the dangerous peaks of the bank and climb into the dangerous clouds
Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows freely in the air
Shots are shot randomly in the air, washing the green walls left and right. Flying beads scatter the light clouds, and the flowing foam touches the dome stones.
The flow hangs three hundred feet and sprays for dozens of miles. As fast as lightning, it rises like a white rainbow
The boundless fallen trees roll down the Yangtze River
The lotus hat leads Xieyang Mountain back to the distance alone
The spring tide zone The rain comes late at night, no one is crossing the boat on the wild crossing
The water surface is flat at first and the clouds are low
The smoke is sold out and no one is seen at sunrise. Alas, the mountains and rivers are green, the sky is green, the river is flowing in the middle, and the rocks are unintentional. The clouds are chasing each other
Thousands of miles away, the orioles are singing, the green is reflected in red, and the water village, mountain and Guo wine flags are winding
The sun and the moon are as if they are out of it; the stars are brilliant as if they are out of it
Stars fall across the plains, the broad moon surges into the river
The mountains and rivers are no longer doubtful, but the willows are dark and the flowers are bright in another village
Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees spring in front of the diseased trees
Thousands of miles away, the orioles are singing, the green is reflected in red, and the wine flags in Shuicun Mountain are winding
The lake is level in August, and the emptiness is mixed with the clearness
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Thousands of birds fly across thousands of mountains and all traces of human beings disappear
The breeze stirs the waves, the water and rocks compete with each other, and the sound is like a loud bell
The river is made of green ribbons like jasper hairpins
It would look confusing if not divided into categories
But there are so many that I can’t remember which ones I haven’t written yet 5. What are the poems describing “mountain” and “water”
The poem describing "mountain, water and moon" is as follows:
1. The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance floats on the moon at dusk. ——Lin Bu's "Shanyuan Xiaomei·Part 1"
2. Cut off the water with a knife, and the water will flow again, and raise a cup to relieve sorrow and sorrow. ——Li Bai's "Farewell to the Secretary Shu Yun at Xiezhen Tower in Xuanzhou"
3. The clouds in the stream are beginning to rise, the sun is sinking into the pavilion, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is filling the building. ——Xu Hun, "East Tower of Xianyang City"
4. Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's homes, and old roads with westerly winds and thin horses. ——Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha·Autumn Thoughts"
5. The first to get the moon is when the tower near the water is close to the water, and the flowers and trees facing the sun are easy to spring. ——Su Lin's "Broken Sentences"
6. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. ——Li Yu's "Poppy Poppies"
7. Things in the world flow with the flow of water, and only a dream comes to life.
——Li Yu "Crying in the Night: Wind and Rain Last Night"
8. There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers. ——Lu You's "Visiting Shanxi Village"
9. Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of spring trees grew in front of the diseased trees. ——Liu Yuxi "Rewarding Lotte and Seeing Gifts at the First Banquet in Yangzhou"
10. What time does the singing and dancing in the Qingshan Tower outside the mountain and the West Lake stop? ——Lin Sheng's "Title of Lin'an Residence"
11. When the water falls and the flowers fall, the spring is over, and the sky and the earth are gone. ——Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha Ling"
12. The boundless falling trees rustle, and the endless Yangtze River rolls in. ——Du Fu's "Climbing High"
13. When you reach the top of the mountain, you can see all the mountains at a glance. ——Du Fu's "Looking at the Mountains"
14. The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide. ——Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River Flowers and Moonlight Night"
15. After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons. ——Yang Wanli "Walking off to Lin Zifang at dawn from Jingci Temple" 6. Ancient poems about mountains and flowing water
1. "Shizhou is slow and the sky is high and the buildings are high"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wang Zhidao< /p>
The sky is high and the buildings are high, the courtyard is quiet in the long day, and the sound of the piano is quiet. The tender affection and sincere words are like hurting parting. Wherever Ziqi is, mountains and rivers are overflowing, and new sounds are heard. It's like moving a boat on the river and listening to the pipa. Don't say that. The spring is cold, the flowers and willows come at night, and the wind shakes the snow. Who made the big mistake? It’s not considered a six-state iron. Pisces are flying under the waves, and geese are flying in the clouds. There is no plan to follow, and the empty sigh is that the original plan was clumsy. I hope we can meet again and get married again.
2. "Huanxi Sand"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Xiaoxiang
The Jade Festival Pearl Tower comes out of the Hanlin. Poems and books can help guide handsome men and their families. The mighty tiger roars and the dragon roars. I am a corporal of the gentleman's family. When we meet, we have wine and teach you how to pour it. Meeting a close friend in high mountains and flowing water.
3. "Brahman Yin·Longquan Beautiful Place"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Xin Qiji
Longquan is a beautiful place, planting flowers all over the county but returning eastward. The jade in my waist is like gold. One must believe that fame, wealth and honor will last long and last in adolescence. I am saddened by the high mountains and flowing water, and the ancient tune is sad today.
Wolong is temporary. There is someone in heaven who knows. It is best to study the Yi at fifty and read the poem three hundred times. A man's career depends on one day, and there must be a time to reach the king. That's right, don't think about it anymore.
4. "The Rings of Rain and the Remaining Sound of Cranes, Volume 1"
Era: Yuan Author: Song Defang
High mountains and flowing water. There are only a few people in the world who can sigh and have close friends. Ending thousands of miles south, the haze has returned, and the clouds have faded. Holding a staff and holding a medicine furnace, Sutra scrolls, what else is there to carry with me? The family atmosphere is peaceful and quiet, and the spiritual platform is as bright as water. The teacher points out the beauty of it. Work hard to defeat the ghosts of impermanence. There is a three-foot divine sword hidden in the box. There is a thunderbolt and a fire dragon flies up. The world is peaceful and peaceful, just smiling proudly among the white clouds. Famous and wealthy people do not believe in immortality and strive for fame
5. "Three Quatrains Sent by Ci Yun and Zhang Zhongtong"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wang Anshi
The mountains and flowing water are endlessly interesting , three feet empty string on the knee of Tong.
Who will get it silently at this time, sitting in the Jiang Pavilion and watching Feihong.