Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
Birds stay in the forest, and the morning light returns to the east room.
A bronze furnace adds morning fragrance, while a sarong extinguishes residual candles.
After waking up, the wind recovered slightly and my eyes were full.
Sit up without thinking and kowtow for thirty-six.
How to break fast, a cup of mica porridge.
In the morning, I occasionally sing in the morning.
Year: Tang Author: Zhang Jiuling
Cold dew and clear autumn sky, distant mountains are in sight. At first, the lonely roof was repaired and shrugged, and Wei Yun recovered.
People praise the land and birds love Xu Lin. Knot bound by a distance, stroke the bow.
Yang Xiaoxie Han Yi, the journey is tiring. When you are 40 years old, you will be eager to return to China.
If you have leisure, you can't bear the southern song.
Early morning rain
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
In light rain and morning light, I smelled it on the first leaf. Fog is sprinkled on the ground, and the wind rotates against the clouds.
For the time being, the wood is light, and the birds and animals touch it. Half of the musk mountain, the pavilion is not fully divided at noon.
Get up in the morning.
Year: Song Author: Lu You
On the first day, the smoke broke and the shadow of pine and bamboo dispersed.
The old man began to burn incense and the boy went to the well.
Life is like a flowing cloud, and you don't fall.
I am willing to learn from Pang Gong, and the whole family is quiet.
Xiaobo hanyangdu
Year: Tang author:
When the moon sets, the ancient crossing is near, and Wuchang City is not open. The residual light shines on the street, and the color distinguishes the balcony.
Clouds go from Cangwu, and water comes from the tomb. Let the parrot fly, remember your gift.
Spring stroll
Year: Tang Author: Yang Shidao
Xiumu took a leisurely trip to Yulin in the morning. In the pond, the grass is fragrant and the orchids are attacking you.
It's sunny in the fog, and spring birds are in the flowers. The wild path is full of fragrance, and the bamboo shoots on the mountain steps are repeatedly invaded.
Why life lamp cover, peach Li Zicheng Yin.
White Dew
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
The white dew is sweet, and the horseshoe disappears early.
The garden is connected with stone trees, and the boat crosses the river.
Have a few fish to enjoy, hurry back to whip.
Gradually know that autumn is really beautiful, and there are many hidden paths.
Yujiaao
When the sky meets the clouds, the Milky Way wants to turn to Qian Fan dance. As if the dream soul belonged to the emperor. Smell the sky and ask me where I belong. I report the long night and study poetry. There are amazing sentences. 90,000 Li Fengpeng is a positive move. Let the wind calm down and the ship will blow away the three mountains! [ 1]
2. Beautiful poems describe beautiful sentences in the morning.
1, dawn slowly kicked off, and it was another colorful morning, coming to the world with freshness.
2. In the early morning, the street is quiet. When the first ray of morning light penetrated the mist, a warm morning appeared in the street.
3. In the early morning, I walked on the main road of the campus. The air is cool, and I gently touch my face and my hair, which makes me completely relaxed. Suddenly, I was exhausted and the pain disappeared. I only feel the cool spring water flowing into my heart, just like eating cold watermelon in hot summer!
4. In the morning, I walked by the pond. The towering plane trees and willows on both sides nodded in the breeze. Fish swim freely in the water, and the wild flowers by the pond are reflected in the water, which is very beautiful.
In the early morning of summer, at four or five o'clock, the sky is as white as a fish belly, and everything has no animal breath. Everything is pure and refreshing, like a faint ink painting, filled with the smell of grass.
6. In the early morning, everything was silent, and a little light on the eastern horizon carefully penetrated into the light blue sky, and the new day gradually moved from a distance.
7. In the early morning of spring, the wet wind swept gently, passed through the broken glass window, brushed everything slightly and quietly left. Pale white skylights also occupy every corner, painting the door with a dreamy white.
8. The morning sunshine is quiet and elegant. Without that noisy atmosphere, people feel calm and relaxed, and I also feel that artistic conception.
9. The morning after the rain is like a symphony. Twitter, birds singing wonderful themes between the sky and the branches; China, the river is running and singing a beautiful melody; Clap your hands, the sound of insects flapping their wings is beating the symphony; Huhuhu, the butterfly's flight path is only the melody line of the symphony; Tick-tock, the rain on the leaves drops on the small stone, as if the stone is singing a tick-tock song and accompanying the symphony!
10, early in the morning, just open the window, a fresh air came face to face. With the continuous golden light, the sun came out and showed a kind smile.
1 1, the morning breeze blew slightly, and the crystal dew slipped down the leaves and jumped happily. Green grass wakes up under the caress of soft morning light and becomes greener under the washing of rain and dew.
12, early morning, beautiful early morning, we just unearthed Xin Wei, looking up at the colorful sky-the grand blueprint for the future of the motherland, picking up the brush of knowledge to describe and add color. Listen, reading is getting louder and louder. We didn't waste this golden morning and golden time.
13. In the early morning of summer, the rising sun shines on my face and the lawn around me. () Dewdrops glistened, and the cool breeze caressed me, sometimes with a faint fragrance of flowers. What a beautiful morning!
14, early in the morning, several birds chirped clearly in front of my window, which woke me up. I gently pushed open the window, and a fresh and fragrant air came to my face. Took a deep breath. Ah! This is the smell after rain, and this is the smell of life.
15. Morning is a baby who wakes up after a night's sleep. Everywhere is full of vitality and vigor. These flowers and grass are so green that I feel very comfortable. I like beautiful mornings. It gives me a good start.
16. In the early morning, a magnificent morning glow appeared in the east. There are wisps of kitchen smoke floating on the roof of the village, and the air is filled with veil-like mist.
17. When you wake up in the morning, you will always hear the clear cry of cicadas. Walking out of the gate, I saw the wet yard after the rain and some grass beside the flower bed. Oh, there were raindrops on it last night.
18, the beauty of the morning is really exciting. I am lamenting the magic of nature and the intoxicating scenery.
19, in the morning, the whole world is sunny, and the sun shines gently on everything through a slight shock, which makes people feel pleasing to the eye.
20. In the early morning, on the budding bud, crystal clear and bright dewdrops are flashing and full of vitality.
3. About the poem 1 early morning, Li Bai's "The Beginning of Baidicheng" in the Tang Dynasty
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
In the morning, the morning sun is shining all over the sky, and I am about to embark on my return journey. Looking up from the river, you can see the colorful clouds in Baidicheng, such as among the clouds, and the scenery is gorgeous! Jiangling, thousands of miles away, arrived in one day.
2. "Doing Good and Going Early" in Ting Yun, Tang Wen.
I began to recruit priests in the morning and felt sorry for my hometown. When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost.
When I got up at dawn, the bells of horses and chariots had already shaken; Traveling all the way, the wanderer misses his hometown. The chicken is loud and clear, and the thatched shop is bathed in the afterglow of Xiao Yue; Footprints are blurred, and the wooden bridge is covered with early spring frost.
3, "Making Stars" Tang Bai Juyi.
In the early morning light, the room was bright, and the early ya drum began to beat. The dog slept on the steps until the earth got wet, and the birds buzzed around the window as if reporting the weather.
In the early morning, the house is brightly lit and the morning drum strikes. The dog slept on the steps until the earth became wet and the birds sang at the window, as if to report the news of sunny weather.
4, "Early Travel" Song Chen Yu Yi.
Dewdrops invaded the camel's brown, Han Xiao was bright, and the stars were dry and bright. Lonely bridges and dreams, grass insects in the depths of rice fields are singing.
When the dew fell, I wore a thick sweater and felt a little cold. Looking up at the sky, the Big Dipper is particularly bright sideways. I walked across a small bridge, half awake and half asleep, and heard insects chirping in the depths of rice fields.
5. "Early hair" Ye Luo in Tang Dynasty.
A little light leaves Lu drunk and walks alone. I am worried about watching the snow and smelling the cock crow, alone in the sky.
The light was weak, almost extinguished, the wine woke up, and I was ready to leave with a solitary sword on my back. Looking wistfully at the snowflakes flying all over the sky, listening to the peasant chickens crow, I walked alone in the opposite direction to the geese returning home.
4. About the poem 1 good morning, in the pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops. (Tang Changjian, a Buddhist temple behind the Broken Mountain Temple) 2. Looking at the clear sky in the morning, the bamboo mountains are bright. 3. In the morning, the priests are levied, and the guests are sad for their hometown. When the cock crows in the Maodian Moon, people cover the Banqiao Frost. Oak leaves fall on the mountain road and spend on the wall. Because of Ling Du's dream, the geese returned home with a full load .. Juanjuan is still not heavy. The clouds are far away, and the laughter is clear. Your source is not out, so you can know the outside world. (When we left Zhang Jiuling in the morning and got off at the county seat) 5. We tied a boat to Fuyu Mountain, and in the morning we got a miracle. Only when the sun came out did we realize that the river was wide. The waves in the distance wrinkled with red scales, and the green fog opened a golden plate. The light shines on the single tower and clouds. The poet was embarrassed by his pen, but he sang the cold autumn moon.
5. What are the poems about Good Morning? 1, Song Baozhao's Ode to Dancing Crane in the Southern Dynasties: In the morning when you feel cold, you feel pity for the frost goose.
I feel sorry for the cold chicken and the autumn geese flying south.
2. Tang Haoran's "Spring Seeking Incense": Before Wen Daochun met, he went to Han Mei for information.
I heard that spring is back, but I haven't seen her yet. I got up early and went to Han Mei for information.
3. Tang Li Bai's "Sending the King to Hanyang in Early Spring": The cold is exhausted, and the spring breeze returns.
The snow is cold and the plum blossoms are exhausted, and the spring breeze dyes the willow green.
4. Tang Li Bai's "Eight Music Poems in the Palace": Dongfeng returns with spring, and flowers send me branches.
Dongfeng came back with Miss Chun, urging my family to bloom.
5, Tang Li Bai's "Ancient Style": If the spring grass is affectionate, the mountains are still green.
If the spring grass has feelings for you, the mountains will be green early.
6. Two Poems of Tomb-Sweeping Day by Tang Du Fu: A new fire rises in the morning, a new smoke rises in the morning, and the lake is a clean passenger ship.
Get up early and get greedy for the dark, the weather is fine and the spring is just right, and you can clearly see the boats rippling on the lake.
7. Don Du Fu's "Nine Songs": Just like the spring breeze, blowing a few flowers a night.
Just like the spring breeze, it blows at night and folds a few flowers early.
8. Tang Qian Qi's "Spring Suburb": The east wind is good for yang, the messenger is good for yang, and every grass and tree meets flowers.
Dongfeng is the most competent messenger in spring, urging flowers and plants to sprout in the morning.
9. Don Liu Shenxu's "Queti": There are no flowers on the tree, and birds crow all the way to Chunshan.
In the spring mountain, the trees are lush and fragrant, but there is no one, flowers are blooming and birds are singing all the way in the morning.
10, Tang Meng Haoran's "Nine Faces of Seeking Spring Music": In February, the lake is clear, and every family sings in spring.
The lake in February is so clear, every household is full of spring, and birds are singing happily.
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Poems describing spring mornings:
"Spring Dawn" Tang Meng Haoran
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
In spring, it was dawn before I knew it. It was the chirping of birds that disturbed my sleep. It rained and rained last night. How many beautiful spring flowers have been blown down?
Tang Changjian, Zen Forest after the Broken Mountain Temple
On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.
A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
A thousand voices were quiet and only the bells were heard.
In the morning, when I strolled to this ancient temple, the rising sun shone on the jungle. The winding path leads to a quiet place. The place where monks sing sutras and worship Buddha is hidden among the flowers and trees. The clarity of the sun makes birds happy, and the reflection of the deep pool makes people's vulgar thoughts disappear completely. Everything was quiet, only Zhong Qing's voice echoed in the air.
6. What are the poems that express "good morning"? 1. On a cold chicken morning, I pity the frost geese in the desert. -Song Dynasty: Bao Zhao's Dance of the Crane
I feel sorry for the cold chicken crow and the autumn geese flying south.
2. Get up early to watch the sunrise and watch the birds at dusk. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's Looking at the Mountain Source of Papaya
I get up in the morning to watch the sun rise, and at night I watch the homing birds return home.
Before Wen Daochun met, he went to Han Mei for information. -Tang Dynasty: Yu Haoran's Search for Nine Fragrances in Happy Wang in Spring.
I heard that spring is back, and I haven't seen her yet. I got up early and went to Han Mei for information.
4. At sunrise, two fish are eating, and the whole family is talking and laughing in Nanchi. -Tang Dynasty: Li Ying's "South Pool"
The sun rose to two poles, and just as the fish were looking for food, one fish after another bit the hook.
5, spring grass Du Ruo sentient beings, the mountains are still green. -Tang dynasty: Li Bai's ancient style
If the spring grass has feelings for you, the mountains will be green early.
6. Sunrise is better than fire, and spring is as blue as blue —— Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's Remembering the South Branch of Jiangnan River.
Spring is coming, the sun rises from the river, making the flowers on the river brighter than red, and the green river greener than blue grass.
7. The east wind is sunny and harmonious, and every grass and tree meets flowers. -Tang Dynasty: Qian Qi's "Spring Suburb"
The host wind is the most competent messenger in spring, urging flowers and plants to sprout in the morning.
7. Poem 1 Describing the beautiful autumn morning, "Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains" Tang.
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
2, "Autumn Night" Tang
At the beginning of the month, the moon rises, the autumn tea is thin, and the thin silk gown does not change clothes.
The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep.
3, "Midnight Qiu Ge" Tang Libai
There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there.
The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border.
When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?
4, "Qiu Deng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building" Tang Libai
In the picturesque river, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the sky is clear. The rain caught the mirror and the rainbow fell on the double bridge.
Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old. Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie?
5, "Jiande Night Sleeping" Tang Meng Haoran
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
6, "Autumn Night" Tang Du Mu
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
7. "Ascending the Mountain" Tang Du Fu
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
8. The poem describes the morning: Li Deyu, the snow covered with cold bamboo in the morning, and the wind rolled Noda Peng.
Looking around without a trace, who pity the lonely old man. Xu Hun rose from the west wing in the morning to pity the depths of shearing waves, and picked a piece of Cui Ninghong.
The bright moon is not scattered downstairs, and the three paths are worried about the Tianhe River. Zhao Wei's miscellaneous songs, yesterday's salt, sleepy, listening to the morning chickens in the border town to ride, worrying about sleeping to cover the night.
Put on your clothes and peep at the moon, wipe your tears and wait for the cock to crow. Don't be angry for years, just like crying at night.
You should hate yourself if you succeed, and you will be sent to western Liaoning sooner or later. In the early morning of Yu Shinan, the morning light shines on all the tiles, and the evening mist closes on the double eaves.
Jade flowers are candles at midnight, and gold pots are sent to Xiao. The sun shines in the green temple, and summer is born in the building.
Heavy doors should lead the way, and books should lead princes. From the morning in beginning of spring, it suddenly began to snow in Zhang Jiuling and Lin Tingxue, and Hua Yao was everywhere.
This year's welcome began, and last night was accompanied by spring return. Bamboo in front of the window and plum in the yard.
In the eastern suburbs, you should see the Five Gods. Zhang Jiuling went out of the county forest in the morning, walked all morning in Beilin, and Xiao had a rest.
Lin was still alive when I saw him again last month. The clouds are far away, and the laughter is deep.
Only when things are scarce can we know what is outside our hearts. Wang Bo closed in the morning, the mountains were open, and the slate road was clean.
The white horse went to Gaotan, and Qingniu was really angry. The heavy door is close to the giant valley, and the building is full of worship.
In other words, the promotion of this policy today is not to abandon it. , Wang, Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu sings autumn wind, Yan rests, and it floats in the evening.
The bamboo forest is swaying and the pool water is woven into a trickle. Delicious dance sleeves with pink makeup floor.
In spite of your kindness, Wan Fan plays the Mid-Autumn Festival. Wang Luobin Qiu Chen and Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu Yong Qiuyun changed the copper in the south, and the jade leaves in the western suburbs were pale.
Eta Ursa major moves and the sun is shining. Gaiyin Lotus Peak Que, Array Shadow Pterosaur City.
When you knew it, you didn't meet it. It hurt you. Wang Luobin and Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu's trip to Chen Qiu was dusk, and they had a chat for the time being.
Hiding elm is not to remonstrate with Chu, but to make sorrow and joy. Fractal makeup thin temples, carved shadow makeup dangerous crown.
Self-pity is broken, and the cold forest blows cold. Wang Luobin Qiu Chen and Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu Yong Qiulu Guan Yu early cold, Jintang autumn return.
The palm is brighter than the net, and the lotus is smaller. Frost turns into dawn liquid, and the moon is full of brilliance.
No Wu Tai, get your clothes wet. Wang, Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu chanted the autumn moon, and the moon was full of mirrors and round wheels.
The dew is cold and the frost is cold. The color is leaking and sparse, and the floating light is in a hurry.
It's not safe to fly south. Wang Luobin and Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu chanted about the cold current of autumn water in the north, and the jade wheel was clear.
The picture is bright and the handwriting on the moon is bright and beautiful. Pan-curved kite line moves, and it's a surprise with Feng Xuan.
Only in the imperial ditch, I am sad and ruined. , Wang, Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu chanted autumn shadows and jade autumn, and golden fireflies shone on cold nights.
Full of doubts and suspicions, but also afraid of frost and fire. Scattered colors linger in vain, and flowers float around the bridal chamber.
If you are tired of hanging curtains, you should cherish the remaining light. , Wang, Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu chanted Qiuju to show off the night, singing is ten steps.
Laugh at Huang Tian and shake the wind with Cui * *. Broken shadow culvert flow, fragrance connected across the bank.
Jin Qiaotu can be popular, but whose jade is it? Wang He and Qiu Jiuyan, Mao Sima of Zichuan, hand in hand to bid farewell to Haige, pointing to Jianggan.
When the array goes to the cold river, the book belongs to the jade to keep out the cold. It is easy to fly with the moon, but difficult to separate from the smoke.
When the same Gu Ying, brush feather Pan Qinglan. Du Fu's morning rain, light rain and morning light smell on the early leaves.
Fog is sprinkled on the ground, and the wind rotates against the clouds. For the time being, the wood is light, and the birds and animals touch it.
Half of the musk mountain, the pavilion is not fully divided at noon. The sheep scholar looked up at the forest in the morning of Nanchi last month, and he was natural and unrestrained.
What happened to Brother Ling? The lotus pond knows how to walk alone The clothes are cool when dipped in bamboo, and the tea is clear until the stone spring is clear.
Advocating that the former is virtuous and thin, the frog tries to sing. In the afternoon in Juyuan Yang, the government waited on the dressing gown, and the colorful wisps were still beautiful, and the Lingfeng volume reopened.
The party should arrive in five days and nine days. When summer comes back, the hair in barnyard grass is clear.
Knowing from a distance is timely, and the knife ruler is urged by the fire cloud. In the morning, Ouyang Zhan installed the village shop and went out to the west of the moon, and the woodcock buzzed.
Travel lights sit all night, and the bag is tied to the morning sign. Silent people are still sleeping, and the sky is not clear.
There is no rest, there is a process before doing things. In the winter morning, Liu Yuxi sent a message that the trees in Lotte Pavilion were moving, the birds were moving and the county government was still ringing.
The lights are red and the wine is white. Too little hair, too much comb, and a bad face.
Whoever sings alone should be sent to Luoyang city. Bai Juyi and his dream of winter morning spread at five o'clock in the morning, and the cock crowed for the third time.
The account is calm, and the window is bright and clean. The book says that warm wine is reborn when the lights don't go out.
Listen to the acropolis first. In the morning, Li Deyu recalled the snow in the mountains and the snow in the rocks.
If the bamboo shoots are low, there should be more loose covers. The mountain slides with the ice and the forest flies over it.
Don't bother to smell the crane before playing the bitter cold song. There are two songs in Xu Hun in the morning (the last one is called "Autumn Night in Shanzhai"). The osmanthus trees are covered with green layers, and the wind is slightly misty.
The eaves fall on the moon, and the residual light reflects. The fragrance is cold, and the autumn water is clearer.
If you have nothing to do, why not stay with the monks? Xu Hun started two songs in the morning (the last one was titled "Autumn Night in Shanzhai"). The waning moon is full of smoke and dew, and the door is covered with bamboo.
The water bug sings the threshold, and the mountain bird goes down the empty step. Look at the hair in the mirror and send it in autumn.
Knowing the north window guest, the sky is good with the world. Xu Hun arrived at Nanting in the morning and showed off a dream fishing rod in Nanzhai of Peiming House. The moon was still broken in the morning.
The dew is heavy, the fireflies are grass, and the wind is high. The pool is bright and the mountain is cold.
I love Tao Pengze more and have no intention of discussing going to the official. Xu Hun dressing gown (Luo Zhong's water is sweet, Luo Zhong's water is sweet) takes a few months to eat, and it's a long journey to the west.
In the morning, the cock crows in the distance and the goose rises from the cold pond. Clouds roll four mountains of snow, wind condenses thousands of trees and frost.
Who is the Ranger? He got drunk in blue pond. In the morning, Xu Hun bid farewell to Master Wu's chanting and was defeated by the futon.
Zhong Yunhua is still gathering, and the moon is everywhere. Open a temple in the clear mountains, blind and cold in autumn water.
I hate going alone, and there are thousands of beaches in Qian Qian. Xu Hun Langshangren Hospital sits in the morning cool leader, and there is no star in the moon.
The mountain fruit falls in the autumn courtyard, and the waves open the morning court. The wind is blowing, and Gui Lu is invisible.
Thinking of Jiangnan Temple, Yan Zhai smelled chanting. Zhao Wei was tired of sleeping for 20 days yesterday, listening to the morning chicken riding in the border town, worrying about sleeping and covering the night girl.
Put on your clothes and peep at the moon, wipe your tears and wait for the cock to crow. Don't be angry for years, and then watch the long night cry.
You should hate yourself if you succeed, and you will be sent to western Liaoning sooner or later. It's cool and quiet in the morning.
I have been able to get rid of my thoughts and my rest. When the water bearer got up for the first time, he was temporarily surprised when he returned to Deng Yan.
It's impossible not to let go, and the gap is dusty. On the autumn morning of Du Xun River, there is a feeling of falling leaves, and travelers are surprised by their first dreams.
Zhong Gang was resting on the pillow, and it had already happened. Pubic hair doesn't grow black, and family and friends don't have long feelings.
And fair trade, returning farmland without commitment. Weng Chengzan got up outside the bamboo porch in the morning and felt happy.
Give birth to a family early, and the lonely moon shines on the river. Eat calamus and epimedium when traveling, and remember radish when you return to your heart.
Like a statue.