Yunyang went to war, and merchants on both sides were spared.
Why bother tugboat when the black ox rests on the moon?
Mud water can't be drunk, and half of the pot pulp becomes soil.
When I sang the song to protect the governor, my heart burst into tears.
Ten thousand people cut stones, but they can't reach the river.
You look at Shimang, hide your tears, and grieve for the years.
Or Li Bai:
I live in Xun Wei's home in Wusong Mountain.
I live in Panasonic.
Lonely and boring.
Tian Jia suffered from autumn.
My neighbor is very cold at night.
Kneel in the carved rice.
The moon is bright and plain.
It's a pity to drift away.
Sanxie can't eat.
There are also Du Fu's wedding farewell, farewell to the old and welcome the new, homelessness, three officials, autumn wind breaking the thatched cottage and so on, all of which are so famous.
Bai Juyi's charcoal man
Selling charcoal Weng, chopping wood and burning charcoal halfway up the mountain.
His face was covered with dust and fireworks, his temples were gray and his fingers were black.
What's the point of selling charcoal? You have clothes on you and food in your mouth.
In rags, I am worried about charcoal and wish it were cold.
Come to a snowy city at night and drive a charcoal car over the ice.
The cow was hungry and rested in the mud outside the south gate.
Who are the two riders? Yellow messenger and white shirt.
The hand said that the document was forgiven, and the cow was led north when she got back to the car.
A load of charcoal, more than a thousand Jin, it's a pity that an imperial envoy.
Half a horse's red yarn is a silk, and the cow's head is filled with charcoal.