Love poems containing deer

Travel in Lushan Mountain

Song Mei Yao Chen

In the early morning, the rolling Lushan Mountain, with thousands of peaks competing and beautiful, is spectacular, which just caters to my interest in natural scenery.

Along the way, the mountain range in front of me is constantly changing, and a person is immersed in the winding and deep wild road, but forgets where to go.

The sun rises, the snow melts, the mountains look more silent and empty, the silly bear is slowly climbing the tree, and the deer is leisurely sipping the stream.

Where is he? There are chickens outside the cloud.

Song of the night deer gate

Tang Meng Hao ran

In the evening, the bell of the temple echoed in the valley, and a noisy voice sounded at Yulu Ferry.

People walked along the shore to Jiangcun village, and I also returned to Lumen by boat.

The moonlight at the deer gate made the mountain tree appear, and I suddenly came to the seclusion of exile.

Lonely mountain road and quiet forest road, only hermits come and go gracefully here.

Partridge day, go to Xiaogan every spring mud.

Song Zengyi

Every year, the spring mud is dry to Xiao Gan. Birds are dancing among the flowers.

No matter how old you are, the east wind outside the door is still cold.

It's easy to vote, but difficult to rest. Deer gate has not been closed.

I admire you for feeling lifeless early and seeing through Conan's dream.

Qiu Si.

Song luyou

It's not good for clothes, but it's so sloppy and the food is only yellow.

The remaining year is like climbing a mountain, climbing diligently step by step.

Loneliness goes from a child to a deer.

Under the autumn sail, accompany me to help Chenopodium album.

Sit at night

Song luyou

It is too much to bend a few futons at night, and it is also very humble to take off the deerskin towel.

Jing Hong avoided the smog in Yi Ming and the snow clouds on the broken street corner in Feng Ling.

When will this ship leave for the East? I heard it from Jin Danxing yesterday.

Prosperity in autumn

Song luyou

The world has never been hanged, it will only be a career.

Sometimes, I take rice and reindeer and go everywhere in the forest to ask for wild flowers.

My neighbor's father built a farm to harvest early crops, and my aunt sold autumn tea in a cage.

After a leisurely day, I counted the crows on the firewood.

Self-chanting

Song luyou

A humble abode with grass and a deer cart with a long beard.

The poor still want to give music, and the old don't waste reading.

Boarding is childish, singing and singing.

No harvest from ploughing, you can also talk about it at the beginning.

Self-chanting

Song luyou

Tortoise shell has a small crown and deerskin has short hair.

Driving on land is less travel, and the water is full of deep and bright boats.

Yamazawa and the city, there are roads to swim.

Or go to dinner and stay for ten days.

I saw the grass sprouting, and suddenly it was autumn.

Dan Tao's cloud creek is cold, and it's a secluded cave for collecting herbs.

Everyone is happy, and they don't ask for money.

People who touch gold and copper have been making money for thousands of years.