Chen Ziang
No one can see the ancient wisdom of the ancient king, only those wise men who can't see the afterlife can see it.
I think of heaven and earth, there is no limit, there is no end, I am alone, tears fell down!
What spring looks like.
Du Fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
Although turtles live a long life.
Cao Cao
Although the tortoise has a long life, it still has its time.
A poisonous snake flew in the fog and was finally covered with dust.
The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles;
The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky;
Blessings that nourish grace can last forever.
Fortunately, even! Sing with ambition.
Crossing the ocean of zero
wen tianxiang
Once the effort comes, there will be fewer stars around.
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.
The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean.
Who hasn't died since ancient times? Take the heart of Dan and follow history.
knight-errant
Lipper
Within ten steps, kill one person, cross a thousand miles, leave no one behind.
After you finish, brush off your clothes, don't show any sound, and hide in the depths.
Night after night, the moon in Taiyuan winds, but the heart returns to Cheryl's hometown, her body, with the moonlight. -Li Bai's Early Autumn in Taiyuan
Lonely guests are sad and turbulent, and the journey is arduous and steep. -Xie Lingyun's "Seven Miles"
I have been lying alone for a long time. When can I devote myself to my country? -Ma Dai's "Autumn Chrysanthemum on the Dam"
The sun and the moon suddenly don't flood, and the spring and autumn have successively. -Qu Yuan's "Li Sao"
In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty. -Du Mu's farewell
Carrying a basket, forgetting to pick leaves, I dreamed of Yu Yang last night. -Zhang's "Spring Boudoir Thinking"