What you read in the night book
Burning Weng with pine leaves
The rustling leaves send the cold sound, and the autumn wind moves the guests on the river.
I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night.
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Wangdongting
Yuxi Liu Tang
The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.
Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
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The hymn of Twilight River
Tang Bai Juyi
A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green.
The loveliest thing is the ninth day of September. The bright pearl's bright crescent moon is shaped like a bow.
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An autumn night in the mountains
Don
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.
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Night berth near Fengqiao
Tang zhangji
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
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Watching the moon on fifteen nights
Tangwangjian
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si?
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Mashi
Don
The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.
Don't be a golden brain, go and step on the clear autumn.
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Tianjin Sha Qiu Si
Ma Yuan Zhiyuan
Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
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Chusek
Dondum
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting and staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl.
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Climb the peak
Don 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.
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Autumn ci
Yuxi Liu Tang
Since ancient times, I feel sad and lonely every autumn. I think autumn is more than spring.
There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
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Write to my wife in the north on a rainy night.
Don
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
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Melancholy Qiu Si
Tang zhangji
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.
When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.
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Tongguan
Qing tan sitong
Finally, high clouds were gathering in the city, and the autumn wind blew away the sound of hooves.
The river is still too wild, and it is not smooth to enter Tongguan Mountain.
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establishment and reign of a kingdom
Tangwangji
Looking at the dusk in Gaodong, I want to rely on it.
Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.
The shepherd brought the calf back, hunted horses and brought birds back.
Care for no acquaintances, Long song pregnant with Cai Wei.
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Drinking (5)
Tao Jin Yuanming
Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.
What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.
That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.
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Batavia on Yanmenguan Line
Don
Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds in an attempt to tear down the city wall; Our army was ready, and the sun shone on the armor, glittering with gold.
In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night.
The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy.
I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death.
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Meet Huan
Song Zhu Dunru
West wing of Jinling City, leaning against clear autumn. Wan Li sunset hangs down the river.
There was chaos in the Central Plains, and the tassels were scattered. When are they collected? Try hating Taiwan and blowing tears at Yangzhou.
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Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Don du fu
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
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Passing through Changsha Jiayi's former residence
Don Liu Changqing
Jia Yi lived here in exile for three years, which is a tragedy of tens of millions of generations.
I look for traces of human existence in autumn grass and watch the sunset slowly tilt in the cold forest.
Han Wendi is weak and weak, and Xiangjiang River water doesn't want to pay tribute, okay?
These desolate waters, these silent mountains, when you come, like me, so far away? !
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Xianyang chengdong tower
Don Xu Hun
Climb high and miss the ancient oil for thousands of miles, but the willows in your eyes are like Jiangnan.
The red sunset is in the temple outside the temple, and the wind has not yet come, and the wind has already blown the buildings in Xianyang.
At dusk, birds fly in the garden, and in late autumn, cicadas chirp in the leafy trees.
Passers-by don't ask about the past, only the Weihe River flows eastward as always.
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Yuminao
Song Fan Zhongyan
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.
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Huanxisha
Qingnalanxingde
Heading for Yunshan. The north wind interrupted the horse's neigh. Late autumn is far away!
At dusk, a touch of smoke keeps the base, and the half pole is partial to the old city. When will you hate the past and the present?