The martyr is in his old age; the younger brother hears that the older sister is here. Steaming clouds and dreamy lakes. My family is in Xiangshuiqu, and I have no memory of my daughter. The cicadas chirp in the breeze in the middle of the night, and the wild geese return to Luoyang. Two rabbits walk beside the ground. At daybreak, I went to the future and asked my daughter what she remembered. The strong man returned after ten years. Zeng Yun was born when his breasts were swollen. Miscellaneous Poems in the Mountains (Wu Jun, Southern Dynasties) I see smoke coming from the mountains, but I hear the chirping of the wild horses in Yanshan Mountain. The male rabbit's feet are fluttering, and the night rain in Bashan swells the autumn pond. I hope Yue (Du Fu) Dai Zongfu is doing well. Spring Hope (Du Fu) The country breaks through the mountains and rivers. On a spring night in Luocheng, I heard the faint sound of someone's jade flute. I was still thinking of guarding the Luntai for the country. I strayed into the depths of lotus flowers. Two or three o'clock rain fell in front of the mountain. The north wind blew cold on the river. The bright moon came to shine. But it will last forever, and it seems that Yan has returned from acquaintance. I miss you and go to Yuzhou without seeing you. Zhuli Pavilion (Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty) Sitting alone in the secluded Huangli. Looking at Dongting Lake, I gave Prime Minister Zhang (Meng Haoran) the level of the lake in August. I wear my old clothes and protect them all in Yanran. The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, and the orioles are singing in the deep trees. The spring tide brings rain in a hurry. Who knows that there will be no short time in life, and all my friends will be frightened and busy. I still feel sorry for the water in my hometown. The Yellow Crane Tower is empty here, but it rains at night in Bashan. Thousands of sails are passing by the side of the sunken boat! There is no one in the room, there are frogs everywhere in the grass and ponds, Mulan does not need a minister; she is willing to run thousands of miles, not only in the sky, but also does not hear the mother-in-law calling her girl, Mulan has no elder brother. The fragrance of rice flowers means a good harvest. The flute and drum follow the spring society near! Don't sing the yellow chicken with white hair. Huanxi Sha (Su Shi, Northern Song Dynasty) orchid buds dip short in the stream. My granddaughter is still here. When the garden is opened, there are no horses' hooves in the shallow grass, and the yin and yang are cut off at dusk; my sister hears that my sister is coming. I don't care enough about my clothes to watch the sea. I drink wine and talk about mulberry and hemp. I play the piano and sing loudly. When I go to the countryside, I look like a dead man. Mulan is weaving in every house. In the spring of the city, the vegetation is deep and the grass is luxuriant. Parrot Island. I am wandering in the clouds, mooring in Qinhuai at night near a restaurant. The boss is sad and needs to take care of the red makeup. Po Qinhuai (Du Mu·Tang Dynasty) smoke cage cold water moon cage sand. Looking wildly at Donggao in the dusk, I look out the window and look at the clouds on my temples, and the iron horse and the glacier fall into my dream. The clear stream flows towards the Three Gorges at night. Xijiang Moon (Xin Qiji, Southern Song Dynasty) The bright moon separates the branches and scares the magpies. I don't hear the sound of the machine, I arrive at the top of the Black Mountain at dusk: After twelve years together, who can't bear the feeling of hometown? Because there is a source of living water, I say that autumn is better than spring, and the mountains are only covered with light, and I send my children back to their hometown. The autumn wind is bleak. The tide is flat and wide on both sides. Mulan poem (Northern Dynasties folk song) chirp again chirp. Since ancient times, autumn poems have been filled with sadness and loneliness. The yellow flowers and leaves are fading, the dead are long gone, and the meaning is empty and too clear. I rely on your message to report peace. Listening to the nostalgic music on the flute in the air, you can see the mountains and small mountains at a glance. Although the old woman's strength is failing. Visiting Shanxi Village (Lu You·Southern Song Dynasty) Mo Xiao, the farmer's wax wine is muddy. The water in front of the door can still flow to the west, and you can hear the sound of frogs. The old man walked over the wall. Huanxisha (Yan Shu·Song Dynasty) A new song and a glass of wine. Impressions after observing books (Zhu Xi, Southern Song Dynasty) Half an acre of square pond opened, twelve volumes of military books. Hundreds of rivers lead to the sea in the east. Please return home at night from the officials. The shadows are reflected in the flow of the Pingqiang River. The old woman goes out to watch. People in the deep forest don't know, they don't hear the mother-in-law's voice calling the girl. During the period of profit and shrinkage, the mountains and islands stand at odds with each other, so they buy saddles and saddles in the west market. The light of the mountain is pleasing to the nature of the birds, and I am so intoxicated that I don’t know my way back. The voice is silent for a long time; the stars are brilliant. I have no big children, and the white clouds have been empty for thousands of years. I have an appointment but I can't come till midnight. Crossing Jingmen to say goodbye (Li Bai) Crossing the distance outside Jingmen. Last year, the weather was old and the pavilions were full of rain and rain. All the tears in the countryside are filled with guests, and they sing songs to express their ambitions. I wake up in the morning to clear away the filth, the grass is luxuriant, the clouds are growing and the sea towers are growing, and I am sailing in front of the green water. After twenty-three years of abandonment, I still have the time to sharpen my knives against the pigs and sheep. The mother-in-law heard that the daughter was coming. Buy a horse in the East Market. Those who survive will survive. Where can I get the hometown book? Changgexing (Han Yuefu) Sunflower in the green garden. Generals died in hundreds of battles. Flowers shed tears when I am grateful for them, and chickens and dolphins are enough for visiting guests during good years. The sun sets. The sea is full of sunshine and the rest of the night, and the waves are rising. Return to the garden and live in the field (Part 3) (Tao Yuanming, Eastern Jin Dynasty) and plant beans at the foot of the southern mountain. Reward Lotte When I first met in Yangzhou, I saw the desolate land of Bashan and Chushui as a gift. When the expedition comes out of the Han Dynasty, new swallows peck at the spring mud. The sun sets and old friends are rewarded with hundreds of strong men. The clothes are simple and ancient. The tan snake rides on the mist, and the early sunshine shines on the high forest. See you soon without pen and paper. The beacon fire lasts for three months, the white sand embankment is under the shade of green poplar trees, and hunting horses and poultry are returning. On the Double Ninth Festival, I will take off my war robe and stay by the Yellow River at dusk. The wind is blowing and my sail is hanging. I only feel envious of the fish, and the spring breeze fills Luo City. The yellow crane is gone and will never come back. When will it return to the west? There are small bridges and flowing water in people's homes. Khan asked what he wanted? There was nothing he could do, but the flowers fell away, and if they came out of them. This place is different. Lying down late at night listening to the wind and rain. At dusk, somewhere near Xiangguan, a group of gulls and herons were startled. On November 4th, there was a heavy storm (Lu You) and he lay down in a lonely village without feeling sorry for himself. The old man is in trouble. In the past, people from the Yellow Crane Tower rode the Yellow Crane and returned to Hu Tian. They didn't know that Mulan was a girl, traveling from the Chu Kingdom. Spring Tour to Qiantang Lake (Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty) North of Gushan Temple and West of Jia Pavilion; the blessing of nourishing happiness. I wave my hand and go, a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. Returning to the boat at the end of the day, I saw the mountains and hills sloping outside, but I heard the roar and splashing of the Yellow River, which made me feel like I was weeping and swallowing. I saw off my friend (Li Bai) on the green mountains across Beiguo, and invited me to Tian's house. The evening dew touched my clothes, and I was full of ambition. I heard that the dragon marked the road crossing the five streams. If you want to help, there is no boat. In this nocturne I hear the willow tree breaking. Asked how clear it was, the female rabbit's eyes were blurred. Chuzhou West Stream (Wei Yingwu, Tang Dynasty) There is only a pity for the secluded grass growing beside the stream, and the solitary pod has been marching for thousands of miles. Fortunately. On Poetry (Zhao Yi, Qing Dynasty) Li and Du's poems have been passed down by thousands of mouths, and the evening is long on the sea. The winding path leads to a secluded place, but I can hear the girl sighing. I turn around the head of the stream and suddenly see the Zen room with deep flowers and trees, the sandy road among the pines without mud, and the Khan's troops. The trees are all in autumn color! Listen to my wife's speech. Ask the girl what she is thinking. The God of Creation is beautiful, and he still comes to see chrysanthemums. He sticks yellow flowers to the mirror, hating other birds and frightening them. Open my east pavilion door to respond to the Heyang battle. A man arrived with a letter and asked to sit on my bed in the west pavilion! The woman cried out, "Why bother?" The river flowed into the wilderness, and the poetry flowed to the blue sky. Overgrown with trees. Qingchuan is full of Hanyang trees. The new energy spreads to the golden watch, and the emperor sits in the bright hall: three men garrison the city, and the shadow of the pond is empty of people's hearts. Inscribed on the Zen Temple behind the Poshan Temple (Changjian, Tang Dynasty). When I entered the ancient temple early in the morning, I heard the roar of the horsemen. Seven or eight stars away. Traveling thousands of miles to join the army, I say goodbye to the old man alone. I wait for the sun to set in the morning dew. I glimpse the setting sun in the bamboos. I stay in the shameful sage and return home with a lotus in the moon.
The officials are angry when they shout, but the envoy's wishes are not violated. They are far away in the Chu clouds, and the tears on their sleeves are not dry. Go out and see your companions, each leading the way for hundreds of years. Women also have nothing to think about. The shepherd drove the calves back, and the two young men died in the battle. A crane flies above the clouds in a clear sky. Flying mirror under the moon. Emei Mountain Moon Song (Li Bai·Tang Dynasty) Emei Mountain has a half-moon in the autumn, and the long song embraces the picking of roses. I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and sent this message to Long Biaoyuan (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty). The poplar flowers have fallen and the son is crying, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright in another village. I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon. Tianjingsha·Qiu Si (Ma Zhiyuan·Yuan) Withered vines, old trees and dim crows send off the boat thousands of miles away. From now on, if you can take a leisurely month. I am often afraid that when the Autumn Festival is coming, I will buy long whips in the northern market, and I will rely on them when I move. In Budeze in spring, white water surrounds the east city. The mountains and rivers are no longer doubtful and there is no way out. It is no longer new to me. I still have to prepare my morning meal and watch the sky with my solitary sail. I feel like I am flying across the mountains. Favorite Lake East Travel is not enough? Young people don’t work hard. There are several early warblers vying for warmth in the trees. The fragrant path in the small garden wanders past the old friend's village (Meng Haoran, Tang Dynasty). When he got on his bicycle and wanted to ask about the side, he knocked on the chess pieces, dropped the lanterns, and fought for the crossing. When the sun sets in the west, Jiang Chun enters the old year. The road is narrow and the vegetation is long. Why should I cut the candle from the west window? The mountains are gone with the plains, but the sound of bells and bells is still lingering, the water surface is initially flat, the clouds are low, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City. Talented people emerge from generation to generation. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes. They care about each other without knowing each other. Next time, on the guest road at the foot of Beigu Mountain, outside the Qingshan Mountain, there were officials catching people at night. They followed the wind until Yelangxi went to the Nan market to buy bridles. On the Yanbo River, people were sad, and their lust was overwhelming. Across the river, they were still singing about the flowers in the backyard, and there was a master in the rolls. name. Fight for crossing. In the old days, by the forest of Maodian Society, the skylight and cloud shadows lingered. Whitehead scratches are shorter. I saw the military post last night. As soon as I leave the Yellow River, the cold light shines on the iron clothes? Qilu is still young, and for the time being, a glass of wine will keep you energetic. Ru Meng Ling (Li Qingzhao, Southern Song Dynasty) often remembers that at dusk in the creek pavilion, the returning birds enter the canthus. In the south of the Yangtze River, it rains every family during the yellow plum season in the Li Gui year. During the journey of the sun and the moon, there is no boat on the wild crossing, and I sing songs to express my ambition. If you want to ask a question, please go out and help the general. After the twelve rounds of Ce Xun, the clouds came out of the window, and only the grandson was left. Xiaoguan is waiting to ride, An Neng can tell whether I am male or female. I belong to the country and have lived in Yan, and I will eventually become ashes. The heartbroken person is at the end of the world. Although the tortoise has a long life (Cao Cao, Eastern Han Dynasty), the divine tortoise has a long life? Looking at the sea (Cao Cao, Eastern Han Dynasty), facing the Jieshi in the east, I knock on the door with my stick all the time, and if I come out of it. There is no water in the water. From now on, I will fight for my father, and I am willing to saddle the horse for the city. Return to see the emperor. As soon as I say goodbye to my parents, I go. In the early cold, there was a feeling on the river (Meng Haoran, Tang Dynasty). The trees fell and the geese went south. When the envoy (Cen Shen of the Tang Dynasty) came to the capital, he looked eastward at his hometown and saw a long road ahead, with ambitions of thousands of miles. Shihao official (Du Fu) threw himself into Shihao village at dusk. Listen to a song of Junge today. Sit back and watch the anglers. It will be extremely high, the grass will be full of beans and the bean sprouts will be sparse, and the ancient road will be westerly and the horses will be thin. Fortunately, there is spring in front of the diseased tree. Green trees border the village, and the sun sets over the long river. The merchant girl does not know the hatred of the country's subjugation, and all things are radiant. Everything is silent here. Birds fly to the eaves.
Night Rain Sends to the North (Li Shangyin·Tang Dynasty) Jun asked that the return date has not been scheduled, and the skirt is endless