Ancient poetry:/(Song) Lu You; Ugly slave/(Song) Xin Qiji; Looking at the moon and thinking about a distant place/(Tang) Zhang Jiuling; Orchid chanting/(Ming) Zhang Yu; Nanyuan

Ode to Plum Blossoms (Bu Suan)

Song luyou

Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.

Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.

Ugly slave

Shuboshan road middle wall

Song Xin qi Ji

Teenagers don't know the taste of sadness,

Fall in love with the floor

Fall in love with the floor,

Worried about adding new words.

Now I know what it's like to be sad,

I want to talk about it.

If you want to talk,

But it is a cool autumn.

Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.

Don Zhang Jiuling

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.

People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.

Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.

You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

; Yonglan

what

Singing blue can be white and yellow, and no one can be fragrant. A small heart can hold a lot of incense.

The south of the country

Li he

Why don't men take Wu Gou,

Fifty states in Guanshan.

Please go to Lingyange temporarily.

If the scholar Wan Huhou.