1, "Poems of Wubi Pool"
Tang dynasty: Han Yu
The old man is really like a child, pumping water and burying the basin as a small pool. ?
Frogs crow all night at dawn, just like when fishing with a square mouth. ?
Mo Tao's pots and ponds are dying, and lotus roots have been planted for some time. ?
From now on, it will rain. You must remember to listen to the rustling of leaves. ?
The tile is clear from the water in the morning, and countless bugs are unknown. ?
Suddenly it disappeared without a trace, and only the fish were waiting in line. ?
The mud basin is shallow and small, and the frog learns at midnight. ?
When you listen to the darkness, you are your partner, and you are too lazy to call your mother and father. ?
Chi Guangtian was green, so she added a few bottles of water to the shore. ?
Let's wait for the bright moon at night and see how many stars are swimming.
2. Association Law of Award Fields.
Tang Dynasty: Yao He
After ten days of rain, Han Yin is flooded with waves. Listening carefully should be every three to five, looking back at the tall building. ?
The wind is still blowing and the clouds are getting thicker and thicker. Children are surprised when they walk, hungry birds peck and float. ?
The screen opens and the spider rope continues the tile ditch. Frogs come into the house more often and want to win the boat. ?
Thunder rages and mountains break, and the pool is muddy. Gray people are bored, and water horses float freely. ?
Strangers should surf, and the poor will be afraid of it. Yang essence cannot be hidden or collected. ?
In the distance, the color is heavy, and the sound is full of autumn. Looking at the sunny day, I want to bask in the sun, prevent cold and wear fur. ?
The pillow is still lazy, and the car turns to worry. Scattered smoke desert, slip bamboo to repair. ?
The tree is full of cicadas and swallows, and the nest is full of sorrow. The piano and books are cool and clean, and the lights and candles are quiet at night. ?
What can be done in the world, is it easy for dragons to mess with? Wet smoke condenses, and weeds cover the wall. ?
Wine sorrow, poetry begins to smoke. Hit first when you get out of bed, and you are afraid of drifting when you draw a well. ?
There is no reason for the ceremony. If you send something new, you can't pay for it all day.
3. "I live in Pan Jinxi, Xing Wu, and lead a comrade to transport fish, turtles and shrimps by boat."
Song dynasty? General Li Fang
Fishermen fish every day, and aquarium sells by the catty.
If the donation is less, there will be a ghost, but if the donation is more, there will be a scale.
If the killer whale doesn't change hands, its income will be different.
Frogs are public and private, and Zhu Tun is small and big.
First frost perch is still a needle, earthy or sticky.
A snail accumulated in the wheel and a crab was taken away by Guo Suo.
Wet foam is warm, and ginger mustard is cooked separately.
I don't know, compassion, the rules of Jianghu loan.
Because of the call of Xiaoqing Han, the dance is surging.
Sitting in the dark, the famous Buddha refers to green.
After turning over the flowing water, the Vatican started a fish mountain.
There are cold algae in the downpour, which looks like steps.
Surprise or follow the pu, jump or drink raw.
If the eagle speaks quickly, it will be as happy as a prisoner.
If you decide to be a non-school pool, I'm afraid I won't send it.
May you get rid of online debt forever with the power of Buddha.
Mouth talks to belly, but sweet bait doesn't like it.
4. "Faming Qingtang Lubao"
Yang Wanli in Song Dynasty
There are no shops and no people in Qingtang, only frogs and purple insects.
Reed leaves are deep, Pupu leaves are shallow, and litchi flowers are dark and bright.
The mountains move on both sides of the ship, and the water enters the village sea.
Looking back at the misty rain in Vietnam, Feng Wan is in Wuyang City.
5. "Spring is gone"
Song dynasty? Ye yin
A flying flower fell into the jar, and the scenery gradually became the window of Jue Yuan's book.
The grass is deep and two frogs are noisy, and celery is wet and purple.
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