Liutang Zongyuan
The summer in Yongzhou was wet and hot, so that the man dozed off drunk, pushed open the north window and had a long sleep.
When I woke up at noon, I only felt the silence of the earth and the sound of a cup of tea when new tea was smashed in the bamboo forest.
2. Peach blossoms in Dalin Temple
Tang Bai Juyi
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.
3. "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"
Don Dumu
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
4. It is not worth going to the park.
Burning Weng with pine leaves
Perhaps my master was worried that my wooden shoes trampled his precious moss and tapped Chai Men lightly, but no one opened it for a long time.
But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.
5. "quatrains"
Don du fu
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
6. quatrains
Don du fu
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
7. Night parking near Fengqiao
Tang zhangji
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
8. Title Cylinder Wall
Song sushi
Looking at Lushan Mountain from the front and side of peaks and valleys, from far, near, high and low places, Lushan Mountain presents various faces.
I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there.
The drunken book in Wang Hu Building on June 27th.
Song sushi
Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.
Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
10, Hui Chong Riverside Night Scene.
Song sushi
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.
The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river.
1 1, watch Luo Qiao at night.
Tang mengjiao
When Tianjin Bridge was frozen, Luoyang became a stranger.
Yuliu Qingxi is idle, and the snow in Songshan Mountain can be seen directly in the moonlight.
Qiu Si Tianjinsha 12
Ma Yuan Zhiyuan
Dead vines, old trees, faint crows, small bridges, flowing water,
The ancient road and the west wind are thin.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
13, "Small Pool"
Song Yang Wanli
The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
14, spring water
Don du fu
Peach blossom waves in March, the river flows back to the old marks.
There is no sand tail in the morning, and the blue color moves Chai Men.
Pick up the delicious bait and pour it into the small garden with a pipe.
With countless birds, it's noisy to take a shower.
15, beautiful spring
Don du fu
A hundred flowers strive for the best, and beginning of spring should be the best.
Less need good colors, more branches.
Peach and plum branches can always move around.
How expensive it is, but I'm afraid someone will know.
16, Spring Rain
Tang Li Shangyin
When spring comes, I wear a coat with a white lining, but I only think about the white gate city where I can't go.
There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a bead curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home.
The long road ahead will be full of new hardships, and the residual clouds are still vaguely like dreams.
Why, I see a lone goose in a cloud three thousand miles away.
17, early summer on the pool
Tang Bai Juyi
Spring pools accumulate water late, and summer trees abound.
The boat is like a wild crossing, and the fence falls like a river village.
Touch the piano mattress quietly and open the door of the wine cellar.
Get a little grandson if you have nothing to do.
18, Shantingxia
Tang gaopian
Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond.
The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.
19, Summer Mountain
Tang Libai
Lazy to shake the white feather fan, naked in the green forest.
Take off the headscarf and hang it on the rock wall, leaving the cool breeze between the pines and the pines overhead.
20 "Liu Yong"
Tang He Zhang Zhi
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
2. Poetry with white hair ~ We hope to fly in heaven, two birds grow together on the earth with the same wing, two branches of a tree. ..
Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber, and it was lazy to look back at the flowers, half-cultivated and half-qualified.
For Iraq, people are haggard, and the wider their clothes are, they will never regret it.
A farewell, the two places are hung together, only in March and April. Who knows that in five or six years, the lyre was unintentionally played, the eight-character script could not be passed down, the nine chains were interrupted, and the Shili Pavilion was eager to see it, and it was hopeless, but it was helpless to blame you. A thousand words can't be finished, and I'm bored to see the lonely goose for nine days. In August, the Mid-Autumn Festival is crowded with people, and in July and a half, people burn incense and ask for heaven. In June, everyone shook my heart. Pomegranate is like fire in May, with cold rain. April loquat is not yellow, and I want to be confused in front of the mirror. In a hurry, the peach blossoms turn with the water in March. Falling and falling, the kite string was broken in February, alas! Lang Lang, I really hope that you are a woman and I am a man in the next life.
3. Poems about flowers/1. Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")
I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. (Li Bai: "Drinking the Moon Alone")
But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
5. Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
6. A secluded place with a bamboo path, branches and flowers leads to a Buddhist retreat. (Chang Jian: "Zen Forest after Breaking Mountain Temple")
7. Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low. (Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")
8. There is nothing to do. It's like knowing Yan. (Yan Shu: 9. Xisai Mountain before the white egrets fly freely, the river, plump mandarin fish swimming happily, floating in the water in the peach is so bright and full. (Zhang: "Yu Gezi")
10. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. (Du Mu: "Qingming")
In front of the court, regardless of the month, plum blossoms are distributed independently.
Tang Yuanzhen: It's not that chrysanthemum is preferred among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless.
Don Fisher: It's not freezing. How can there be plum blossoms?
Shu: The spring breeze does not lift the ban on flowers, and the haze is chaotic.
Tang Zhaowei: I can't congratulate you on the spring breeze. There are more flowers than apricot gardens.
Yuan Lu: In spring, the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River are like embroidery, and the rain in the West Lake is like oil.
S: A night of spring scenery is worth a thousand dollars. Flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy.
Oriental autumn in Tang dynasty: the sea and sky are as beautiful as flowers and jade. Snow White seems reluctant to part with this late spring, but proudly sprinkled a fly on the tree in front of the court.
Tang Du Fu: Crazy catkins dance with the wind, and fine peach blossoms follow the water.
Fang: The east wind blows the peach calyx all night, and the peach blossoms bloom. I don't remember that spring is affectionate when I open it, but it is biased when I fall.
Anshi, Wang Song: The peach blossoms on the other side are not half red, and the branches are in a mess.
Song Yang Wanli: The bones are exquisite and transparent through eight windows, and the flower heads are inserted with purple lotus fragrance. There are countless blue fans on the thread. If the wind doesn't come, it will cool itself.
Don Cen Can: Like the strong wind in spring, it comes at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
Zheng Song Xiao Si: Let a hundred flowers blossom. It's interesting to hedge independently. Instead of blowing incense into the north wind, it is better to hold it in the branches and wait for death!
Yuan Sadu stabbed: February in the south of the Yangtze River was stormy, and plum blossoms blossomed.
Song Yang Wanli: The leaves are infinitely green the next day, and the lotus flowers are different colors.
Don Wang Wei: You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house?
Tang Pirixiu: Being Kao is the best thing to listen to. I cann't believe I boast that I'm strict in traveling west, and I'm the best in the world.
Wang Song Anshi ★ Chanting pomegranate flowers: a little green and red, not much touching spring scenery.
Don Li Shangyin: Flowers have nothing to do with leaves in the world, and flowers go into golden pots for dust. Only violet and red violet are naive.
Don Du Fu: Peach blossoms chase small flowers, and yellow birds fly with Bai Niao.
Wang Song Jujube: Peach blossoms smile across the fence, which seems to be affectionate before opening.
Tang Du Fu: Peach blossoms are in full bloom, lovely and crimson.
Tang Liu Yuxi: The peony demon in front of the court was unqualified, and the lotus on the pool was pure and had a special liking. Only peony is the real national color, and it will move the capital as soon as it opens.
Don Liu Yuxi: Spring flowers arrive first, and light yellow and light green reflect the balcony.
Another year of grass green, still ten miles of apricot blossom red.
In the first month, plum blossoms smell fragrant; In February, apricot blossoms are warm; In March, peach blossoms are fragrant; In April, roses are in full bloom; In May, pomegranate is as red as fire; In June, camellia is full of pools; In July, Impatiens are seven clever; In August, osmanthus fragrance; In September, chrysanthemums are piled high; In October, hibiscus is in spring; 1 1 month, camellia is full of tree flowers; 12, wintersweet Huang Cancan.
4. Poems about flowers Tang Yuan Zhen: It's not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless.
Don Fisher: It's not freezing. How can there be plum blossoms?
Shu: The spring breeze does not lift the ban on flowers, and the haze is chaotic.
Tang Zhaowei: I can't congratulate you on the spring breeze. There are more flowers than apricot gardens.
Yuan Lu: In spring, the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River are like embroidery, and the rain in the West Lake is like oil.
S: A night of spring scenery is worth a thousand dollars. Flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy.
Oriental autumn in Tang dynasty: the sea and sky are as beautiful as flowers and jade. Snow White seems reluctant to part with this late spring, but proudly sprinkled a fly on the tree in front of the court.
Tang Du Fu: Crazy catkins dance with the wind, and fine peach blossoms follow the water.
Fang: The east wind blows the peach calyx all night, and the peach blossoms bloom. I don't remember that spring is affectionate when I open it, but it is biased when I fall.
Anshi, Wang Song: The peach blossoms on the other side are not half red, and the branches are in a mess.
Song Yang Wanli: The bones are exquisite and transparent through eight windows, and the flower heads are inserted with purple lotus fragrance. There are countless blue fans on the thread. If the wind doesn't come, it will cool itself.
Don Cen Can: Like the strong wind in spring, it comes at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
Zheng Song Xiao Si: Let a hundred flowers blossom. It's interesting to hedge independently. Instead of blowing incense into the north wind, it is better to hold it in the branches and wait for death!
Yuan Sadu stabbed: February in the south of the Yangtze River was stormy, and plum blossoms blossomed.
Song Yang Wanli: The leaves are infinitely green the next day, and the lotus flowers are different colors.
Don Wang Wei: You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house?
Tang Pirixiu: Being Kao is the best thing to listen to. I cann't believe I boast that I'm strict in traveling west, and I'm the best in the world.
Wang Song Anshi's Ode to Pomegranate Flowers: A little more green and red, less touching spring scenery.
Don Li Shangyin: Flowers have nothing to do with leaves in the world, and flowers go into golden pots for dust. Only violet and red violet are naive.
Don Du Fu: Peach blossoms chase small flowers, and yellow birds fly with Bai Niao.
Wang Song Jujube: Peach blossoms smile across the fence, which seems to be affectionate before opening.
Tang Du Fu: Peach blossoms are in full bloom, lovely and crimson.
Tang Liu Yuxi: The peony demon in front of the court was unqualified, and the lotus on the pool was pure and had a special liking. Only peony is the real national color, and it will move the capital as soon as it opens.
Don Liu Yuxi: Spring flowers arrive first, and light yellow and light green reflect the balcony.
Another year of grass green, still ten miles of apricot blossom red.
In the first month, plum blossoms smell fragrant; In February, apricot blossoms are warm; In March, peach blossoms are fragrant; In April, roses are in full bloom; In May, pomegranate is as red as fire; In June, camellia is full of pools; In July, Impatiens are seven clever; In August, osmanthus fragrance; In September, chrysanthemums are piled high; In October, hibiscus is in spring; 1 1 month, camellia is full of tree flowers; 12, wintersweet Huang Cancan.
5. Poems chanting bamboo with bamboo stones (in harmony)
A clump of bamboo in front of the window is green and unique.
The southern branches cross the northern leaves, and the new bamboo is mixed with the old branches.
The moonlight is dense and windy.
It doesn't matter if you fly, but you can watch it alone.
But I hate following the trend, and my roots grow apart.
Zhu (Liang. Liu Xiaoxian)
Bamboo is born in the wild, and clouds are everywhere.
No one appreciates noble morality, but he is self-loyal.
ChristianRandPhillips's tears are shameful, and Qin Gong is shameful.
Everyone who makes flutes should spit dragons.
Endowed with tender bamboo in front of the stage (Chen. Zhang)
Cui Yun clouds cluster himself, light flowers and tender bamboo shoots want to fly in the air.
Build by laying bricks or stones bent branches repeatedly solve, steps to disperse the wind in Ye Qiang.
Want to know where to hold the dragon, it should be in the middle of the mountain road.
Zhu Yong (Tang Liqiao)
Shan Juan is full of enthusiasm in the Chu River with high terrain.
White flowers shake the wind shadow, and green knots move the dragon text.
Leaves sweep the southeast sky, branches carry the northwest clouds.
Who knows Xiang Shui, crying alone and thinking of you.
More than 100 poems by Zhai Jun on planting bamboo are left (Tang Linghu Chu)
Zhai Juzhi's bamboo north window, the plain wall is newly reflected.
The green one is close to the drug delivery place, and the shade is deep in front of the sleeping curtain.
The wind startled the leaves like rain, and the moon passed the branches like smoke.
Lao Tzu recalled that his heart was hanging, and he retired from public office to meditate.
In autumn, Baisha Pavilion faces bamboo (Don Xu Hun)
Mix lingxue frost is thick green but different from Hunan.
The thin shadow of the moon moved to the wall, cold and windy.
The roller blinds fall earlier and the high pillows are longer at night.
Suddenly, I remembered Xiqin Road. It's very cold in Wan 'an today.
The first time you eat bamboo shoots, you are in the middle (Tang. Li Shangyin)
When the tender and fragrant buds first came out of the forest, the price of Yuling was as heavy as gold.
The emperor's capital, land and sea, should be countless. He forbeared to cut an inch of gold from Lingyun.
Zhu Yong (Tang Zhenggu)
Suitable for smoke, rain, wind and water to be loose after hiding in the village.
Move Xiao Sao away from the temple and see Qianfeng.
The invading moss decomposes and the spring buds bloom, and the winding path is slightly covered by summer.
Strange apricot blossoms are affectionate, and several branches are in harmony.
Zhufeng (Tang)
Bamboo reflects the wind window several times, which makes people worry about it.
I had a dream of rivers and lakes at night, all of which were dry as flowers.
Chunshan Zhongzhu (Tang Peishuo)
The number of rods is green dragon-shaped, so students need to be taught steep pull here.
Infinite wildflowers can't bloom, and the cool colors in the Mid-Levels compete with spring.
Zhu Yong (Don Zhang Bi)
The trees are full of clouds of tobacco leaves, and Wang Sun never tires of seeing them, pushing and shoving in the court.
No one has ever seen Shuang Ling. He treats feng lai humbly all day.
Who can add romance, who can sing and who can feel sorry for themselves?
There are many idle places everywhere, just to move the clouds and caress the green moss.
Shuangjun Pavilion (Su Songshi)
Xie can't help herself, and ChanJuan has been in a cold attitude for many years.
To see the significance of first frost, we must wait until the autumn wind falls.
Fu Du is in the garden (Zhe)
Bamboo is not born in cold areas, although it often gets sick.
Roots are deeply rooted and secluded, and leaves are fierce.
ChanJuan snow posture, scattered wind and shadow.
Prosperity sees loneliness, and one enemy is a thousand hectares.
Reminiscent of the river, the cliff is a forest.
If there is no wind, it will drift, and the policy sounds barren.
Hsinchu (Song Yang Wanli)
The east wind makes up the mountain, and the jade pole is blown overnight.
Half-naked and half-naked, Qilong is afraid of the cold spring.
Yongdong Lake Hsinchu (Song Dynasty. Lu you)
Insert thorns, weave fences to protect them and cultivate a cold blue reflection.
The summer breeze blows across the ground, as if autumn is advancing into the sky, and the sun is high in the sky, without feeling the heat at noon.
When the shells of bamboo shoots fall off, they hear rustling sound, bamboo jointing stage, sparse and sparse appearance.
Back in my spare time, I often come here. At that time, I took my pillow and bamboo mat with me and slept well.
(yuan. Zhenwu)
Wild bamboo Wild bamboo is absolutely lovely, and its branches and leaves are sparse and true.
Throughout his life, he stayed away from Jing Zhen, walked on the cliff and wore stones.
Hold mountains and rivers with an open mind, and chat with Bai Yue in the breeze.
What will happen to thousands of feet? Weichuan Bridge is windy and smoky.
Song of bamboo shoots in Hsinchu (Dai)
The forest is full of yellow birds, and Hsinchu under the forest is in harmony with people.
In the spring breeze, the rabbit stays behind the door, and the dew scares the bamboo chicken in the daytime.
Three days after the rain, spring has passed, and several others are near the stone bed.
Race to the top of the world, regardless of the moss on the steps.
Zhu Shi (Qing. Zheng Xie)
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.
After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.
Zhu Qing. Zheng Xie)
Section after section, thousands of branches and leaves.
I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.
A kind of bamboo
Don Lihe
Into the hydrological light movement, take time to shadow the spring.
Dew, Watson, bamboo shoots, moss, frost roots.
Weaving can bring fragrance and sweat, and planting can catch cotton scales.
6. Are there any poems about thimbles? The carpenter made a flail. Carpenter Hanlin supervised the beheading of Hanlin's belly, which made the world laugh at the ridiculous people in the world, such as Tianxin Pavilion, pigeons in the pavilion, flying pigeons in the pavilion, non-flying orange island, boat beside the continent, Zhou Xingzhou boat, non-water truck, water with the car, water cut off, fans, fans blown by the wind, wind-generated oil dipped in candles, and fire paper in the candles. Smile without beads in your eyes. Laugh when you should. I can still laugh when I am pregnant today. Why can't we tolerate the golden thread by the Jinshui River? Liu wears Hosta flowers outside the golden fish railing. Hosta flowers are thousands of miles away. Chongqing government is heavy mountains and heavy waters. One man makes a great country. Daming Jun Wuxi Xishan Wuxi Pinghu Lake Pine leaves, bamboo leaves, leaves, autumn sounds, wild geese sounds, cold dragons, raging waves, wind, waves, moonlight, water, water, water and shooting, all are happiness in poverty, so you don't need to fry tea outside. In the boiling pot of tea, fresh spring bamboo shoots sink to the bottom of the ravine. Longyang boat paddles and paddles, and the boat moves, and the needle goes through the needle seam, and the mountain road is small. Smoke is like smoke, smoke is like fog, and the moonlight is like water.
Bridge opening's circular golden ribbon bridge, like a mirror, reflects Kyushu. Bow length, bow length, archers shoot arrows, and the arrows are not empty.
Li Mu, Li Carpenter Li woodcarving bow, the bow is difficult to open. Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp, shrimp draft, find out.
Streams belong to rivers, rivers belong to rivers, and rivers belong to the sea. Huanghuagang, Ganghuahuang, Huang Zhao game-writing protocol, blood-stained Huanghualiu Fangge.
Green water river, the river is green, green reflects the white tower, and the tower is printed with green water. Listen to the rain, live in the rain, live in the rain, listen to the rain, drip, listen, listen.
Watch the tide, watch the tide, watch the tide, watch the tide, watch the tide, watch, watch, watch. Single-minded, there is endless happiness in poverty. Everything comes with fate, and nothing from outside is needed. The waterwheel follows the car, the car stops water, the fan blows out, and the wind can get pregnant. The world can't tolerate intolerable things. Laugh at the ridiculous people in the world, such as orange island, boat beside the island, boat trip, no Tianxin pavilion, pigeons in the pavilion, pigeons flying in the pavilion do not fly oil and stick candles, and there are fire paper in the candles. Yun Fei is surrounded by green trees, with red rain beside the trees, and the rain falls on the Jinshui River. The golden thread willow passes through the Hosta flower outside the jade railing in goldfish mouth. Hosta flowers are thousands of miles in the jade head, which is a heavy mountain and heavy water. Chongqing government has become a big country, a big country, a big country, a great monarch, Wuxi Xishan, Wuxi Pinghu, a horizontal lake, Changde Dede Mountain, a beautiful piece of sand, water, sand, pine leaves, bamboo leaves, green leaves, autumn sounds, geese sounds, cold dragons rolling pots in tea, bamboo shoots with clear springs, bamboo shoots sinking to the bottom of a ravine, dragons and Yang paddling, and rowing while rowing. The whip whipped the horse and whipped the goat up the mountain, and the mountain touched the goat's horn buffalo into the water. The water is not as high as the waist of a buffalo. Bai Niao forgot his hunger and let the clouds come and go in the forest.
Bridge opening's circular golden ribbon bridge, like a mirror, reflects Kyushu. Bow length, bow length, archers shoot arrows, and the arrows are not empty.
Li Mu, Li Carpenter Li woodcarving bow, the bow is difficult to open. Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp, shrimp draft, find out.
Streams belong to rivers, rivers belong to rivers, and rivers belong to the sea. Huanghuagang, Ganghuahuang, Huang Zhao game-writing protocol, blood-stained Huanghualiu Fangge.
Green water river, the river is green, green reflects the white tower, and the tower is printed with green water. Listen to the rain, live in the rain, live in the rain, listen to the rain, drip, listen, listen.
Watch the tide, watch the tide, watch the tide, watch the tide, watch the tide, watch, watch. Water freezes, ice is covered with snow, fog rises in the air and turns into clouds. Look at the sky when the clouds open, and be bearish every day. It is difficult to find someone, and it is difficult for everyone to find someone.
7. Ancient Poetry 1 Thread in the hands of a loving mother, making clothes for her wayward son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? (Don Meng Jiao: Wandering Sons)
2. When a person is a stranger in a foreign land, he misses his family more often during the festive season. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. (Tang: "Shanju Holiday Thinking of Shandong Brothers")
Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee-hugging lamp. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers. (Tang Bai Juyi: "Homesickness on a Winter Night in Handan")
4, the child led the clothes and asked: Why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? (Don "Going Home")
5, Xian Yi, young and old, left home, the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (Tang He Zhang Zhi: Homecoming Book)
6. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. ("Early Tang and Song Wen Zhi: Crossing the Han River")
Under the blue mountain, we wound our way, and my boat and I walked along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Don Wang Wan: "The next berth on the North Fort Mountain")
8. Humayi north wind, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest. -"Nineteen Ancient Poems Travel and Travel")
9. Being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world. -("aphorisms")
10, I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. -(Tang Wang Wei's "Cheng Wei Qu")
1 1, there is such bright light at the foot of my bed. Could there be frost already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -(Tang Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night)
12, teenagers leave home and return home, and the local accent does not change. -(Homecoming Book by Tang and Zhang Zhi)
13, my mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. -("Song of Filial Piety")
14, parents are highly respected; Give children a good education. -("epigram couplet")
15, where is your hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk. -(Song Qingzhao's Bodhisattva Man)
16, the mother said that the child was lying dry and the mother was asleep and wet. -("Song of Filial Piety")
17, when the master instrument is hung, the tube is bright, and Wusu stays at the static night platform. -("aphorisms")
18, the moon is bright tonight. I wonder who Qiu Si will fall into. -(Don Wang Jian's "Fifteen nights full moon to send Du Langzhong")
19, elegy can be crying, and angelica can be in the distance. -(Han Yuefu folk song "Elegy")