1. "Liu Zhi Ci" Song Dynasty: Zheng Wenbao
Pavilions and pavilions draw boats in the spring pool until the pedestrians are half drunk.
No matter the smoke and wind and rain, I will leave my hatred and cross the south of the Yangtze River.
2. "Wushan Song" Tang Dynasty: Mengjiao
The upper gorge of the Bajiang River is repetitive, with twelve steep peaks on the balcony.
It rained at dusk while King Jing was hunting, and he lay on a high hill at night dreaming of the goddess.
The light red smoke moistens the beauty, and the stars fly away in the clouds.
My eyes are so broken that I can't see my soul. The ape cries three times and tears drop from my clothes.
3. "Hao Li Xing" Two Han Dynasties: Cao Cao
There was a righteous man in Guandong who raised troops to fight against the evil.
In the early days of Huimengjin, my heart was in Xianyang.
The combined strength of the army was uneven, and the geese flew hesitantly.
Snobbishness makes people fight, and the heirs fight against each other.
The title of Huainan brother is carved in the north.
The armor is infested with lice, and thousands of people die from it.
White bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crow for thousands of miles.
One of the hundreds of things left by the people will be heart-breaking if you think about it.
4. "Autumn Wind Yin" Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
Where does the autumn wind come? Xiaoxiao sends the wild geese off.
When a visitor enters the garden tree, the solitary guest is the first to smell it.
5. "Night Banquet Ballad" Tang Dynasty: Wen Tingyun
A long hairpin falls with two dragonflies, and the painting screen opens diagonally on the blue mountain.
Young Master Qiu Xu is the guest of the five nobles, drinking a thousand bells is like building a palace.
The Luanyan sings smoothly without any knots, the eyebrows are gathered together and the Xiang smoke sleeves return to the snow.
On a clear night, the four seats of kindness are the same, and the water in the ditch is different from the east and the west.
The wax tears and fragrant beads in the pavilion are left, revealing the dawn wind and the cold curtain.
The floating halberd belts are arranged one after another, and there are twenty-four dragon-painted poles.
The cracked pipes are lingering with strings and complex music, and the gentle waves in the fragrant bottles are full of spring.
There are many apricot flowers scattered among the guests in high-rise buildings, and the new toads are as bright as eyes.