Volume 159
Volume 159_ 1 "Nanji City Hunted from Prime Minister Zhang and gave Zhang to join the army" Meng Haoran
It's not my pleasure to be a bird, and it's not good to dream of the fields. Seeing the city at the end of the year makes you homesick.
A few officials, officials, ride well. Shi Lujin Zhang Gui, Cao shogunate.
Kill with time, cut fresh with flying blades. Shili hotel, calling for a feast for prostitutes.
On the day when the high standards fell, smoke scattered in Pingchu. What do you mean by crazy singer? I'm also in business.
Volume 159_2 "Go to an island in the middle of the river and give it to Mr. Baiyun Wang Jiong" Meng Haoran
Clear water is long, and water falls on the sand island. Back to the pool, the stone is deep and the green shore is near.
Jiao Ren is invisible, and fishing songs are self-escape. When I remember to say goodbye to you, I went boating like yesterday.
The setting sun shines, sitting in the middle is not a. Looking south at Mount Lumeng, I hate it when I come back.
Volume 159_3 Meng Haoran, Sick in Late Spring.
Spring will come late in Nanmo, but the north window is still sick. If you don't swim in the forest garden for a long time, the vegetation will flourish
Narrow flowers and blind fans, leisurely and clean. Cui Yu plays orchids, and scales move lotus handles.
Read my life well, Jiang Xiang is far from politics. Yunshan blocks dreams and sings.
What's the point of singing? We hate parting. Everyone in the world is full of self-love, and customs are rare.
Jia Yi is carefree and anxious. Every time I pay attention to the feelings from afar, I will rush to the west.
I'm always afraid to fill the ravine. There's no reason to vibrate the feather instrument. If you have a life, you want to blame it on theory.
159_4 Volume Climb Country-specific ones to Alina Zhang Haoran in autumn.
Facing the white Yun Qi Fu Feifei on the mountain ridge, I can enjoy myself as a hermit. Try to climb the other side of the mountain and your heart will fly away.
Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn. Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest.
There are trees on the horizon like a row of grass and rivers like a moon. I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.
Volume 159_5 "Going to the Gorge to Send My Brother" Meng Haoran
I used to study behind closed doors with my children. I have never taken the risk of turbulence, so I don't care.
From then on, it is hard to talk about hard work. Do evil, dig in the public village.
The wall is high and steep, flowing like a river. I've been here for several nights, and I've never heard of apes.
When you fall in love, you lose your dream on the boat. Tears touch the moon valley, and my heart breaks.
The stars are hard to harvest, and there are many autumn dew. Because you went to Nanchu, this book shows your hometown.
Volume 159_6 Meng Haoran, Visiting the Lake and Sending Swallows for Protection
Guishuitang Bai Yue, the boat is at dawn. Jingyun is covered by three buses, but I can't see my home in the evening.
It rains in Wang Xiang, but talents fall in Changsha. Changsha forgives and suffers.
I have missed you for a long time, and I would like to meet you. There is no reason to meet you, but it will increase your troubles.
The Qing ape didn't listen and shed the bright moon in Hunan.
Volume 159_7 Meng Haoran's "Seven Thousand on the Embankment"
On the levee, horses and chariots are neck and neck. Spring grass is older, February and March.
The prince and grandson are playing with pearls, and the women are admiring their socks. Join hands today, who will Jiang Hua send?
Volume 159_8 "Return to Hannan Garden in midsummer, send it to Beijing for the old days" Meng Haoran.
After reading the biography of Gao Shi, Tao Zhengjun is the best. I like country life. I call myself the emperor of Xi.
Reply to what? I'm interested. Abandon the ravine in middle age and travel abroad.
Loyalty wants to serve the sage, and filial piety is the old relative. Returning to summer, farming crops is not as good as spring.
Fan pillow under the north window, picking Nanjian shore. Because of the voice of thanks, I admire Yang Yingzhen.
Volume 159_9 titled Yunmen Mountain, seeing Cao and Xu off at Yuefu Residence Meng Haoran.
I am suitable for all kinds of things, and I dream of happiness. I've been alone for a long time, but I'm here for freestyle.
Tailing practiced stone, and Nishino ran back to the forest. Give up the boat and enter the fragrant world, and lean on sandalwood in the pavilion.
Sunshine Mountain is near the King of Qin, and Jinghu Lake is wide in spring. It is futile to be far away from home.
White clouds are stagnant, and the sea looks at it. At the end of the old country, good friends are at the end of the dynasty.
When will Chi Ertong join hands?
Volume 159_ 10 Meng Haoran, a hermit in Changshan, Runzhou.
Thinking under construction, I want to go deep into the river. In the evening, at Wangjingkou, the smoke waves worry my heart.
The heart is in Maoshan cave, and the eye is extremely maple. If you don't see a little star, the star will frost and sing at night.
Volume 159_ 1 1 "Shu Huai Yi Jing Yi Hao Tong" Meng Haoran
Wei Xian came from Zou Lu, and his family background was Confucian. Poetry and rites attack the legacy and tend to bow to the court.
I often rely on myself day and night, and my handwriting is quite good. Thirty is true, but it is meaningless.
Kindness to the elderly, joy and fear in deep care. Crisp is not enough, the evening is empty.
Hold the whip and respect the teacher, and hold the Mao Gong. Gratitude plays the crown, and security can strengthen poverty.
When you tell your confidant, you will stab bandits and ask for help. Qin Chumiao is divorced. When will it be restored?
Volume 159_ 12 Meng Haoran, Master Huan.
Young people have no physiology and often want to see this body. Yet I feel the harmonious heart-beat of the Sacred Unicorn, roughness is mostly in the dust.
In the evening, I went back to the old valley, even with my neighbors. Guiding in subtle ways is a clean cause.
Worry about the industry, the mountains turn cloudy. Ask questions in the morning and talk halal at night.
Mo Miao can be called an eccentric, and his words are amazing. The meditation room is closed and quiet, and the anthers are constantly in winter and spring.
Shi Ping borrowed a piano and inkstone, and threw a towel at the spring. If you want to know the meaning of darkness, seagulls will be tamed sooner or later.
Volume 159_ 13 Summer Nange Si Meng Xin Hao Ran
The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.
The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me.
Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.
Volume 159_ 14 "Under the Autumn Moon" Meng Haoran
Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.
The courtyard is cold and sparse, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent. What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.
The volume 159_ 15 "will fit on the rooftop, leaving Li's main book" Meng Haoran "
Zhi is still alive, but I am not a melon. Thinking about leaving is the first thing in summer, and vagrancy refers to inflammatory people.
Don't lose the river and the sea, but the countryside. The mountain is set early and the fish pond is small.
Generally go with the flow and do whatever you want. Therefore, the forest is far away and the trees sit in a row.
Feather people are in Danqiu, and I am no longer alive.
Volume 159_ 16 "Sending Ding Dafeng Jinshi to the Exhibition to Show Zhang Jiuling" Meng Haoran.
My view of Emu Fu is that Wang Zuocai is your fault. I'm sorry I have no money, but I came back ten days ago.
Abandon the old Country Garden, and your wings will be destroyed. An old friend is working now, so it's not too late.
Volume 159_ 17 "Send Wu Yueyou to Shaoyang" Meng Haoran
The five colors pity Feng Chu, and the southern partridge. Chu people don't know each other, where can they ask for chairs?
A thousand miles a day, a corner of the world. Anneng and Afen, but gun elm.
Volume 159_ 18 Meng Haoran, Zhangxian main book, Shaofu, Shen Tu.
Chaocheng Bianhe, and Xixiqiao County. Fortunately, the west wind is blowing, and I have to meet my old friends again.
You learn from Mei Yinfu and I learn from Bo Luan Mai. After parting, we can miss each other, and the clouds are all in Wuhui.
Volume 159_ 19 "Sending Chen Qi's Western Expedition Army" Meng Haoran
I looked at some extraordinary people and was entangled in the little things at hand. You have great ambitions, and your literary and military talents have been delayed for many years.
I heard that there was an invasion of the border, so I immediately went to the military department to participate. I will seek fame in the capital. When will you come back successfully?
Volume 159_20 "Send it from my brother and find it later" Meng Haoran
The wind blew the sail and Shuer disappeared into the air. In a blink of an eye, three rivers are sitting in the air.
* * * always honored, day after day into the chu yue. Feathers are more scattered, and no one can be surprised.
Volume 159_2 1 Meng Haoran, A Letter of Sympathy to Ezhu
Seeing you off, I feel sad when the sun sets. Peihui crossed the river and disappeared into the horizon.
County passes through Fan Deng, and mountains and rivers enter Song Right. Bulun is gone, but the stone road is still there.
Volume 159_22 "Don't flow on the river" Meng Haoran
I am a foreigner, and I live in exile every time I meet you. Fly away from the Yellow Crane Tower and live in Cangwuye.
The messenger went away in the clouds and slipped off the sail. I don't know when to leave now.
Volume 159_23 Meng Haoran's "Banquet and Package"
Live in seclusion, have a clear pillow, and meet the left and right sides. There are no miscellaneous guests in the door, but many old people who stick to the rules.
It's midsummer and the scenery is chic. On the fifth day, I went home and carried each other under the bamboo forest.
Open your heart and have fun, but you can't quit drinking. Smoke is a bird fan, and the rest is returned to the white society.
159_24 Volume "Wang Changling and Wang Daoren Banquet" Meng Haoran
Back in the green hills, I often sleepwalk in the capital. There is a proud official in Qiyuan. Just say hello.
Book immortals, draw mountains and seas. I feel like I'm in a kettle when I think about it.
Volume 159_25 Drinking in Xiangyang Public House Meng Haoran
Beautiful sunset and rich spring. If you want to find a place to stay for a long time, there is no narrow ramp.
Sweep the dragon beard together, and the fragrant cup floats with agate. Trees are accumulated in the forests in the north, and other islands are born in the pools in the south.
Picking golden cuihua in hand, I am fascinated by jade red grass. Laugh at six meanings and talk about three things.
This seat was not unexpected to Chen Zi, but the door was swept by Gong Wei. Honor and disgrace should be inseparable, and pleasure should be guaranteed.
Volume 159_26 Meng Haoran, Master of Xiangshan War
Visiting the famous mountains in Korea, the mountains are far away. The atmosphere is a hundred miles long, and the day begins.
The staff tried to find an old friend and the whip was untied to stop riding. Shimen is very dangerous, and this road leads to Jason.
The couple are glad to meet. They talk about it. I've been longing for truth all my life, and I'm exploring strangers every day.
Wild old people enter the field, and mountain monks return to the temple at dusk. The pine spring is full of sound and the moss wall is old-fashioned.
Taniguchi smelled the bell and Duan Lin knew the fragrance. I would like to throw myself into this mountain and abandon my life experience.
Volume 159_27 Meng Haoran, West of yunmen temple, the most secluded place in Wenfu Palace, Lan Ruo.
They all say that they want to be fans, and every child is also in the wild. Make friends with pine and cypress, and beg Lan Ruo.
Streams are not good for boats, and strange stones often scare horses. Those who live in the most secluded places and lead a quiet life.
Clouds rise in the corner and the sky falls under the steps. No matter what the master heard, I have given up thinking about the dust.
Four Zen Buddhism is true, but everything is false. May the dew moisten and the wind sprinkle joy.
If you rely on the door, who can be efficient?
Volume 159_28 Meng Haoran's Looking at Tongbai on the Rooftop
Sail on the sea, sail on the cloud island at night. Myanmar is interested in Cangzhou, just love Chicheng.
Discuss how to practice Moss and stop talking. Rest in the shade, rest in the cypress, and gather and cultivate grass.
The crane reveals the dew and the chicken crows early. I am willing to talk about it and worry about it from now on.
High does not make the four bright, mysterious traces of three old people. If you are interested in traveling far away, you will learn from others and live longer.
Looking at the three mountains every day, the sea of clouds is vast and empty.
Volume 159_29 "Xian Tan Zuo" Meng Haoran
The stone pool is close to the beach, and the sand bank is small. If you try to fish with a bamboo pole, you will get a bad head.
Beauty is better than gold, and delicate hands are red and fresh. Because of the folk history of Lu Xie, there is no way to spread soup.
Volume 159_30 titled "The Empty House of Nancuiwei Temple" Meng Haoran
Cuiwei stops in Li Nan, so it should clear up after the rain. I was stunned by the long seclusion.
When you build a secluded room, you will know that silence is wonderful. Although Confucianism and Taoism are different, Yunlin is quite in tune.
Two hearts are happy, and before the game, they smile from ear to ear. When you sleep in a high window, you will see the mountains burning in the distance.
Remember the symbol Chicheng, and also remember the Cape of Forest. The wind spring has a clear voice, why Su Menxiao?
Volume 159_3 1 Zhou Yang's Early Spring in Hanzhong Meng Haoran
At the foot of Yanggongxian Mountain, the goddess Han Gaoqu. The snow stopped, the ice opened again, and the spring pool was green.
Sailing freely, exploration and play are endless. Wave shadows shake prostitutes, sand shines one by one.
Pour a glass of fish and birds drunk, and continue the sentence. It's hard to meet again when you meet well. You have to hold a candle every day.
Volume 159_32 "The owner of the kindergarten is a mountain house, and the future is not too great" Meng Haoran
The sunset passed through the mountains in the west, and the valley in Qian Shan was suddenly dark and quiet. The moon in the moon pine is refreshing at night, and the sound of the wind is particularly clear.
There is almost no firewood in the mountains, and the birds have just returned to their resting place. Ding promised to stay in the temple tonight and play the piano alone on the mountain road.
Volume 159_33 Meng Haoran's boating in the west field
The scenery is clear, bright and radiant. Clarify what is in the water of love. If you are in the pot, what can you do?
Whitehead fisherman, Xinhua makeup artist. Look at each other like acquaintances, but you can't talk.
Volume 159_34 Seeing Lushan Mountain in Lipeng Lake Meng Haoran
Space is dizzy, and the boat knows the wind Hanging seats are waiting for the morning, and the lake is full.
See the middle stream, and press Jiujiang Bear. Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang.
On the first day of the incense burner, the waterfall sprayed Chen Hong. For a long time, I wanted to chase after Shangzi, and I was pregnant with Yuan Gong.
I am limited to service and have no time to bow. Huaihai will be half, and the frost will be poor.
Send a message to people who live in rocks, and come if you are interested.
Volume 159_35 The True Face of Lushan Mountain Meng Haoran
In the morning, the boat bypassed the mountains in Xi 'an with great interest and crossed the Han River. The waterfowl in the bar can be identified at close range, but the trees by the water can't be distinguished.
The boat came to Lumen Mountain leisurely, and the sun was shining, which made Shan Lan look pale. The pool between the rocks is winding, and the boat often twists and turns.
I heard that Pang Degong came, but the mountain has not been returned. The mountain stream is suitable for the growth of Ganoderma Atractylodes, and the stone bed is covered with thick moss.
The old man in Xiangyang was deeply grateful and pulled up the cable and climbed up. The remains of the secluded world can still be found, and Su Chao's style has been far away from this world.
Accompanied by white clouds, I don't know when they drifted by, and planted osmanthus flowers in an empty posture. The fun of remembering the past is still unfinished, and the setting sun returns to the western hills.
Volume 159_36 Meng Haoran, a Zen master in Ming Dynasty, Xishan Lan Ruo.
The west hill is strange, showing a look. Stop at noon to pick colorful flowers, and the sunset shines clearly.
My teacher lives under it, and meditation is lifeless. Building a house embedded in a cave cut off the road to the line.
Talk about empty talk, teaching methods and mountain gods. The party resigned at dusk, and the countryside returned to Yecheng.
Volume 159_37 "Climbing to the Top of Chushan" Meng Haoran
Scenery wins, Xiangyang will be beautiful. The highest hope is Chu, I have never climbed.
The stone wall is suspected of being cut, and the mountain ratio is low. It is very elusive for enigmatic people to try to enter the country.
Clouds and dreams are small in the palm of your hand, and Wuling flowers are fans. I'm still riding, and the falling moon reflects the deep stream.
Volume 159_38 Meng Haoran, Recovering from Illness and Being Easy and Professional.
Stop at noon to smell the mountain bell and set out to solve your worries. Seek wisdom from the forest, and the valley is loose and dense.
Seeing the fine house open next to it, the rice monk finished in the corridor. Snow flows in the stone canal, and the golden flash frost orange.
The bamboo house misses the old tour and lasts forever. Go into the cave to peep at the pith, and collect honey from the cliff.
At dusk, I quit my job and was sent out by the tiger.
Volume 159_39 Wan Shan Tan Zuo Meng Haoran
Fishing and sitting on a rock, the water is clear and the heart is idle. Fish swam around in the shade of trees, and apes hung on the branches to fight.
The story of the goddess Yu Pei is said to have happened on this mountain. Because I don't have such a chance to take risks, I will come back and sing oars in the moonlight.
Volume 159_40 Boating with the Yellow River in Beijin Meng Haoran
There are no dragons in Tianjin, and there are endless streams in the evening. It is better to swim a stork than to avoid horses.
I am very lucky today. In the past year, I have often traveled. If you don't play the piano, you will catch the waves with the gulls.
Nine miles by the embankment, there are hundreds of pagodas on the mountain. Those who care about themselves are not interested in music.
Wen Jun recommended Cao Ze, and from then on Pan Cangzhou.
Volume 159_4 1 Xidi Bamboo Pavilion Meng Haoran
My second and third sons and I have been deep friends all our lives. Everyone has ambition and once had a heart.
Escape is false, and the breeze is in the bamboo forest. Da is interested in wine and occasionally plays the piano.
Volume 159_42 Meng Haoran, a Taoist priest in the mountains
In spring, there are many flowers and trees, and farming is everywhere. Talking to himself after drinking, the farmer advised him with words.
Suddenly I heard Jingshanzi, and I came out of the Peach Blossom Garden. Collect firewood across the north valley and sell medicine to the west village.
The village turned cloudy and cloudy, and there were repeat customers on hazel road. The meeting still passed in front of Zhang Ce.
Stop when you are happy and feel sorry for each other. It is said that fusang is a move, and shaking six purlins is a light move.
But I was lucky. I saw the grass alone. Laugh at Jie Yu's madness and pity Kong Qiu.
Things are often favorable, and my way is expensive and quiet. The western hills are dry and there is no one outside.
When will Qingxi be returned, Dan liquid will be refined twice.
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