Take a couple to kiss at the edge of chrysanthemum wine and stretch their eyes in front of white clouds.
A line of herons knocks on the sky and the moon, and two eagles spin the wild ridge year.
I don't envy the sage for writing the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, as if he had been to Yanran in his last life.
Good wind blows all over the world, and chance is immortal.
two
Every time I wander on the edge of a philosopher, I don't feel the closeness of poetry.
Spring breeze, three glasses of wine for peaches and plums, and forty years of autumn rain.
The lights shine on the long street as always, and the dream of pigeons spinning on the roof remains the same.
But pick up a small piano heart and make it immortal.
three
I didn't expect this life to be sharp and come to the Buddha.
The unforgettable wandering night in the cone heart has become a bumper year in retrospect.
The chrysanthemums on the roadside are smiling, and the sea of clouds on the summit is spontaneous.
But you can see the mountains, and Cornus officinalis does not envy immortals.
four
Whenever I look at the clouds, I lean against Qiu Guang like a dream.
The mountains are faint and the chrysanthemums are drunk for years.
Bass has been thinking about Hans Zhang, but Chushui is full of pride.
A bird took my heart in the air and hurried to the shadow like a fairy.
Five, Yishan Chongyang
Fly freely to the edge of the sun, and the dust is still in front of Nomura.
The mountains are full of fragrance and dreams of golden autumn, and a river with clear water is a good harvest year.
The kitchen smoke is quiet and beautiful, and rows of geese are happy.
Clouds fall slowly like a curtain, and I am immortal with a poem on my shoulder.
Sixth, Chongyang climbs the chrysanthemum.
Last night, I dreamed of writing poems on my pillow, and Xifeng has now worshipped you.
Qingling shadow Chang' an dream, the Eastern Jin Dynasty is narcissistic.
Don't compete with Peony for money, only with Zhu Mei.
Looking at the horizon, you can know the fairies of the past.
Seven, climb the "moral sea"
At first glance, I heard that the ship was in front of the savage.
Sailor robbery in the Gulf of Aden, the year of thieves in the Indian Ocean.
If you want to make Chang Ying sigh, there is nothing to do, but you will only draw a bald pen in vain.
How can you be poor? Brothers turn a blind eye to each other.
Eight, mourn such a brother.
Where do you want to send your love? I regret my brother in my life.
The sunset intentionally turns the curtains into ashes, and Leng Yue's melancholy is the years.
Warm long memories are full of seats, and * * * is fun and detached.
Tears are waving alone in the heights, and there is a fairy missing in the mountain city.
Nine, recall zhongzhou poetry club
Last year, I sang along the edge of the beautiful chrysanthemum, and the elegant flowers in Zhongzhou flourished.
Yuntai water falls in double shadows, and the wind on the dam is refreshing.
The purple geese in the sky are full of heroism, and the Feng Dan ridge is covered with porches.
The poetry bag is full of diligence, and passers-by suspect it is a fairy.
Ten, dream of climbing Mount Everest
Kornas personally drove to Bai Yunbian and climbed Mount Everest.
Looking at the vast world of jade and dust, the ugliness of the Year of the Ox is clear.
Kunlun seems to be grinding the true qi, and the sea is like a calm lake.
A gust of wind woke me up, and colorful dreams were close to nine immortals.