It's a pity that I haven't returned for three thousand miles. When Li Bai and Gusu lived on the Wuqi stage, they were drunk in the Wu Palace.
Rouwu, Zhu Tuo and Wu Wang were still enjoying the excitement, but suddenly they found that the mountain peak in the west had swallowed up half of the red sun, and dusk was coming. The pleasure of the king of Wu and his attendants gradually came to an end.
The east is getting higher and higher. Night parking near Fengqiao, Zhang Ji, cold night, Jiang Feng, fishing, fire, I am worried about not sleeping.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. From my brother Dai Xuan to Changmen Road, Liu Yang, Zhangji, Suzhou, the waterfront is very long.
Go to the temple by boat and drive to the fisherman's house. Citrus reticulata, jathyapple, Bai Lianhua in the autumn wind.
Jiang Tian's poems have a good scene, so don't take credit when you go back to Japan. The Three Dynasties sent Zhang Ji, the 22 nd envoy of Suzhou White, to see Zi Weichen without a platinum badge on his head.
In the early years of Emperor Deng, he shared a seat with his master, and now he is a native of the state. Nagato willow smoke far away, Maoyuan Yingying sound new after the rain.
Here, I recite poems to the mountain temple, knowing that you have forgotten Qujiang Spring. In the lake, Bai Juyi was watery and dark in the evening, and the shadows of the trees overlapped deeply.
Soaking in the moon and practicing the cold wave is thousands of hectares, and the frost is new and the orange is ten thousand gold. Fortunately, there is no case, so why not get drunk? Even if there is a strike, there is no waste of songs.
Where do ten painted boats stop? At the foot of Dongting Lake, in the center of Taihu Lake. White Sherman Cao Chang sent a new poem, which was a feast. Because Liu Yuxi enjoyed the drama for Suzhou secretariat, he came to replace Zuo Si today.
Twenty-eight doors cleared the way, and five thousand horses led the flag. Shuitongshan Temple went to have a party and rode the sword and halberd of Hongqiao.
If the prince of Wu fights a hundred flowers, it is better to owe a beauty. Visit Lengga Temple. Xu Hun Biyanqiu Temple was flooded, and the city roots were destroyed.
All day long, the sad people have gone, and pomegranate flowers are full of old piano stands. Huai Wuzhong, Feng Xiucai, Du Mu and the grass outside Changzhou Garden are rustling, but they travel far.
Just don't forget that this time, the autumn rain will cross the Maple Bridge. Send someone to visit Mr. Wu Du Xunhe and meet him in Gusu. They will try their best to pillow the river.
The houses in Suzhou city are connected together, and there is no open space; Even on the branch of the river, bridges are full of troubles. The night market is full of water chestnuts, and the boats in the river are full of exquisite silk.
Recalling you far away, when the moon is not sleeping, hearing the songs on the river will touch your homesickness. Xukou is a matter of six words and two songs. One of them is that the waves in Pi Rixiu are not very good and the scenery is very oblique.
Black butterflies stick to lotus hearts, and red dragonflies roll diamonds. There are two mandarin ducks in one place, three and five in another.
I will snuggle up on the wine boat and achieve something. Museum, Tile Palace, Nostalgia, the third five wonders, Pi Rixiu Tile Palace battlefield in the middle of the night, when the banquet is mixed, the blood is still fragrant.
Although history is not as good as burning wax, it still cries for the king for several lines. The fifth of Pi Rixiu's Five Wonders of Nostalgia is the golden stage of the cloister, and the corpse of the leading edge was taken on Pingshan Mountain.
I don't know where the water burial is today, but Ryutsuki's winding takes effect. Looking back, I sent a message to an official. King Si Qian's jade bridge reflects every willow tree, and lotus flowers are everywhere.
The seamount is slightly off the ground, and the lake is as far away as the sky. The grass on the mud is not wet, and the crab gets angry.
Should be with the white satrap, ten holes in the boat. There is no such show in Wang Yucheng, Wu Shan, Dongting Mountain. Let's have a leisurely tour.
Thousands of oranges in the lake are ripe. It's early morning when you look at the moon, but it's late when you look at the birds in the distance.
Baiyun should know who he really enjoyed recently. Tianping Mountain Baiyun Spring Fan Zhongyan Lingquan is in the sky, and wild waves cannot invade.
Among them, the thirsty tiger dared not come. Hidden in autumn, it is a spoonful deep.
Drifting and flying for three days. God created it unintentionally and deified it.
It's so cool. Smell the difference between silk and bamboo, no sorrow and no joy.
The moon is so quiet that it goes through the forest. Zi Jin went to Yun Sheng, and Boya received the jade piano.
Wandering around, I don't want to leave, and I have a relapse. The cloud is old, and Yingying is as long as today.
Wan Haiyuan, Song Guiyin. If there is a price, Beidou measures gold.
Ouyang Xiuzi of Canglang Pavilion sent me Canglang songs and invited me to write Canglang essays. Bibo has invisible scenery, which makes me look east and relax.
The wild water in the barren bay is ancient in meteorology and supreme in Cui Lin. New bamboo shoots add summer shadows, old bamboo shoots make wild hair, and strive for the beauty of spring.
Waterbirds have a high leisure time, and mountain birds shout at each other day and night. I don't know how prosperous this place is, but the trees look pale.
Not far, although I didn't get a chance to come. Qiong Qi is very strange. He looks like a child, looking for a hidden fairy.
Looking for the first time, I will go into the secret and open my eyes to the infinite side. The wind is high and the moon is white, the most suitable night, and a piece of jade-like stone is spread all over the sky.
Clear light does not distinguish between water and moon, and the sky is blue. The breeze and bright moon are priceless, but it's a pity that they only sell for 40 thousand.
I also suspect that the world is begging for peace, and the days of strong soil and haggard should be pitiful. In ancient times, Yan Yi also had its own way, and the rivers and lakes were choppy.
I want to get off the rough road, but I want to do my best. Is it like a boat floating around, drunk and lying in the red waves?
When the husband is abandoned, new poetry and new wine talk about poor years. Although the layman can't come, don't cherish the good story of human transmission.
Yang Wanli, the first of the two ships in Suzhou, hangs near Zhuan Bay in Gusute, and the board door is only in the willow room. Look around to see when it will arrive, lean against the ship window and look at the mountains in the distance.
On the night of September 15, Yi Yun and Wu Ping looked at Taihu Lake, Mei, the nearby sea and the moon. He Han differential practice, the stars light fireflies scattered.
Fine smoke sank into the water and exposed the empty court. Sitting alone, Rao Qingxing, but face to face.
Huishan paid a visit to Qian Daochang, cooked a group, climbed to the top, and Taihu Lake watched Su Shi travel all over the south bank of the Yangtze River, making him linger on every mountain. Take a small moon in the sky alone to try Er Quan, the best in the world.
The stone road lingers around Jiulongling, and the water turns into five lakes. Sun Deng came home speechless, and his spine was all over the valley.
Su Fengqiao has traveled for seven years, and the guest pillow is still midnight. Don't sigh, Bashan is still a thousand times heavier.
Half soup Fan Chengda men tease, half soup back. The smoke in the kitchen is brought by boat, and the grass comes step by step.
Hengtang Fan Chengda Nanpu Spring comes to a Bijiang River, and the stone bridge Zhuta is still two. Every year, on the cross road, in the drizzle, long-distance ships are on the shore of An Shu.
Crossing the Fan Chengda of Huangshan Mountain from Hengtang Bridge, there are light cold and fine horses, and small curtains in the bamboo forest and Maodian. The east wind has greened Nanxi and dyed the wicker in Nanxi.
Fan Chengda people who entered Panmen late laughed and blew a cool breeze at night, and the lights in the window turned to the pond. Two rows of green willows cage Guandu, and a cluster of red mansions press the female wall.
Picking ling and listening to music, the fragrance is in Yue Bai. The lithe furry steed wandered in the city and fell asleep on the futon.
Maple Bridge Fan Chengda Zhumen white wall pillow bends, peaches and plums are silent all over the house. The wall floats along the road, sending people to stay in the north and south.
2. A poem describing the spring in Suzhou, "When we arrived in Gusu, everyone slept in the river.
There are few idle places in the Forbidden City, and there are many small bridges in water lanes. "-Du Xunhe, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, held a secluded mountain in his arms.
(Su Song Shunqin "Canglang Pavilion") Humanity I live in the city, and I am suspicious in the mountains. I have no pity for people. I believe there are mountains and forests in the city.
(Wen Mingzhi's My Humble Administrator's Garden) I don't know that there are mountains in the city, and Xie Gongshan Valley should be blameless. (Song "Autumn Visit to Zhou Huaiyun Pavilion".
Huaiyunge (now the northern half garden of Suzhou) is isolated from the west of the city, and its seclusion is definitely like a wild home. (10,000 "Jiang Jiayi Garden Rethinking") Who said that today is not the same as before, we can see that there are mountains and forests in the city.
(Qing Qianlong's "The Sentence of the Lion Forest") Where can the laity find the high traces? There are mountains in the city. (Wang Qing Geng Yan, "Swimming in the Lion Forest") Seagulls are playing, but they are calm; If you are in a row, if you will be satisfied.
(Jiang Tang's "Beichi Fu", Beichi is the official garden of Suzhou in Tang and Song Dynasties) Lazy Yunxian sleeps in the depths of Penglai ... Lin Quan loves me, I love Lin Quan. (Wu's "Music in front of the Temple, Lazy Cloud Nest", Lazy Cloud Nest is Suzhou House in Yuan Dynasty) The cool breeze and bright moon are priceless; Get the moon first by being close to the water.
Canglang Pavilion and Cangsong Cuizhu are really good guests; The moon and the breeze are old friends. (Lion Snow Hall) Jiangshan is waiting; Liu Hua is more selfless.
Who is sitting in Xuanlian with the Humble Administrator's Garden? ) Looking for poetry books casually, be full of charm; I am very proud that fish and birds come on blind dates. (Old couplet of embroidered pavilion in Humble Administrator's Garden) Leaning on the water pillow, swimming in the fish; The petrified butterfly in the temporary pillow forgot the machine.
(Huqiu Huayu Pavilion) The gardens in the south of the Yangtze River are the best in the world, and the Jiajiang Building in Suzhou Garden is out of the forest. There is little leisure from the ancient palace hidden in the mountains to the temple (Huqiu), and many bosses like to eat southern dishes. They all came to Suzhou City, where the heads of chickens were planted with water, and there were ten kinds of suspicious pearls, which were soft and fragrant, and the yard carefully peeled across the east, west and south bridges, and painted the bridge 300 times. Floating clouds, tiny rivers and moons.
Autumn Lan south window, fragrance static hair. With my heart for a thousand years, the end of the year is even more quiet.
The sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sleepy. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.