Who has a famous sentence with the word "Jia"? Thank you.

The weather is getting better every day, and the birds are back.

Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brother Wang Wei in Shandong.

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

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You Xin Qiji

A stream of water is rushing and overlapping, and the head of the stream is thundering.

The ship struggled so hard that it couldn't get on at a distance.

On the mountain, the wind blew, blowing crane sheng, the mountain predecessors looked at Cui Yun screen.

Penglai searched for Yaochi Road in vain, and there was a curtain pavilion on earth.

The jade girl sings in front of the mountain, and the smoke bun moves clear waves.

Tourists go to Fenglin at night, and the moon is full of empty mountains.

It is said that immortals avoid Qin, and love follows the water.

Flowers bloom and fall nowhere, as if playing the flute and smelling the fragrance on a moonlit night.

Thousands of feet muddles along, the blue wall is high, whoever rapes is stuck in the firewood.

Wan Li, the immortal, built a bridge by the wind.

There is Lu Yu dust on the top of the mountain. I want to find a prince and grandson to try.

See you at the height of Cangya, and see the tourists in twos and threes.

Graceful boulders without teeth will be worn away by years.

The whole world is looking for Optimus Prime, but there is nothing they can do.

The mountain has been here for many years, and all kinds of strange things are still there.

Try to ask Mr. Jing She before Bao's gossip.

There is a guest emperor in the mountains who sings poetry and sits fishing in the Rocky Mountain every day.

When will Xibaizai come back?

Do all the wonderful things in Sang Ma and find a better place to stay.

Now it's like an arrow, not like getting on the boat when it comes.

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Jiu qu Ji pin Zhu

Fishing boats are by the winding stream, and the shadow of Man Ting Peak is immersed in Qingchuan.

When Hongqiao broke, there was no news, and the mountains and rivers locked in smoke.

Jade girl mountain is graceful, who can arrange flowers by the water?

Highway flyovers do not dream of balconies, but thrive in the mountains.

Terry Qu Jun watched the ship sail, but he didn't know the geometric year when it stopped.

The sea in Sangtian is so rich that foam lanterns dare to feel sorry for themselves.

There are four rocks in the east and west, and rock flowers hang out.

No one sees the golden rooster, and the moon is full of mountains and rivers.

Wuqu Mountain has high clouds and deep air, and it is dark and flat for a long time.

There are strangers in the forest, but the eternal heart is in the voice.

In the six songs, Cangping encircles Biwan, and scorpions cover firewood all day.

Guests come to lean on rocks and flowers fall, and apes and birds are not surprised by spring.

Seven bends move the boat to the blue beach, and the hidden screen looks back.

However, I feel sorry for the rain on the peak last night, adding a bit of chill to the flying spring.

Eight winds and smoke are about to open, and the drum tower rock is wrapped in water.

Mo Yan has no beautiful scenery here, so tourists can't get on.

Jiuqu will be blind, and Sang Ma will see the rain and dew.

Yu Lang is more looking for Taoyuan Road, but there is another day on earth.

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Send your envoy to Shaozhou to borrow Han Yu's paintings first.

Qujiang landscape has been heard for a long time, and it is difficult to travel in the unknown.

I am willing to enter the world by painting scriptures. As long as I am in a good place, I will open my eyes.

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Zui Hua Yin Li Qingzhao

The mist is thick and the clouds are thick, and the days are sad. Kapoor is among the birds in the incense burner. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.

Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Do not die. West wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers.

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On the 9 th, Qishan climbed high and Du Mu.

On the river, the geese just flew south, and they made friends with wine and hip flask mountain.

Laughter makes people laugh, when chrysanthemums are in full bloom.

Only by indulging in the Double Ninth Festival, there is no need to sigh and hate the afterglow of the sunset.

After all, life is a short history, so why do you cry like Qi Jinggong?

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Hurt Wei Zhuang in the past

In previous years, I toured Wuling and sang songs at midnight, full of buildings.

It looks like daylight in front of the silver candle tree, but autumn is unknown under the peach blossom.

The name of the son of Xiyuan is unscrupulous, and the word "South American" is Mochow.

Today is like a dream, and the sunset only sees water flowing eastward.

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Once upon a time, it rained heavily.

One night, the hot sun turned into rain, dreaming of cool clothes.

Don't worry about the bed leaking wet, like the depth of the stream.

Thousands of miles of rice flowers are beautiful, even the phoenix tree is better.

There is nothing like dancing, let alone looking forward to the New Year on the field.

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Meet Zhang Jiuling.

Spring blossoms, sweet-scented osmanthus is brilliant.

Life in the world is full of vitality, which naturally conforms to the beautiful season.

Who wants to live in seclusion in the mountains and smell the fragrance, so full of joy.

Won't it be more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower? .

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Qingming Huang tingjian

Every holiday season, I miss my parents, and the peaches and plums smile, and the Noda wilderness is only sad.

Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain.

People beg to sacrifice my arrogant concubine, but people are willing to burn to death.

A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.

Baidu has a look at the details of Yong Yule Li Qingzhao.

The setting sun melts gold, and the clouds merge. Where are people? Dye willow smoke, play plum flute,

What do you know about spring? Is there no wind and rain when the weather is harmonious during the Lantern Festival? Lai Xiang

Zhao, Che BMW, thanks his drinking friends and poetry friends.

Zhongzhou is in full bloom, and the defects in the boudoir door do not hide Yu. Remember to lay stress on three to five, spread a green crown and twist Jin Xue.

Willow, clustered with struggles for Chu, is now gaunt and misty, and afraid to go out at night.

It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain.

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Baidu, look at the details of Li Qingzhao's lonely goose.

The poems written by the world are beautiful, but they become vulgar when they are written. If you try to write an article, you'll know that the preface doesn't match the latter.

The paper tent on the rattan bed is sleeping, so I can't say it without thinking. Shen Xiang intermittent jade furnace cold, follow me.

Love is like water, flute three times, plum blossom fragrance broken, how many Chun Qing.

A small wind dispelled the rain and shed a thousand tears in a hurry. The bagpiper went to Yulou empty-handed and heartbroken.

Depend on who, a branch is broken, and no one can send it.

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Baidu has a look at the details of Qu Yuan, the wife of Jiu Gexiang.

Di Zi went down to Zhu Bei. His eyes hurt and he was very sad.

The autumn wind curled up and the waves in Dongting fell under the leaves [2].

[3] Wang, and Li Xi.

In [4], what's on the tree?

Yuan Youqing, Li Youlan [6].

Thinking about childe Xi dare not speak.

Looking from a distance, look at the flowing water.

What do elk eat? What is the source of coke?

Chi Chao Ma Yu Xi Gao Jiang, Xi Ji Xi Lu [7].

When I hear that beautiful woman calling me, I will drive away.

Building a house in the water and repairing the cover [8];

Sun wall Xi purple altar, sowing fragrant pepper Xi into the hall;

Guidongxi Lan Ju [9], Xinyi Meixi Pharmacy;

It's curtains, and they're all [10] and [1 1].

Yes, the town is square;

Wu, dazzling Du Heng [12].

Combine herbs with the real court to build a fragrant door [13].

The women greeted each other with a cloud of spirit.

"I'm in the middle of the river, but I only have [14] Xi Rip.

"Zhou Ting ·Xi· Du Ruo" will be left behind;

Time can't be sudden, pleasant and inclusive!

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Baidu has a look at the details of The Book of Songs.

As soon as the car is off, I miss the girl's death that season.

Hungry and thirsty, the voice of virtue is attached, although there are no friends, the style is Yan Le.

According to Peter Pinling, there are daughters of Vicky Ping and Chen Pishuo, and you are asked to teach them.

Yan He has a good reputation and is a good marksman.

Although wine has no purpose, you can drink a little, although it is not delicious, you can eat a little.

Although there are no virtue and women, they sing and dance.

Look at Gorkon, analyze his tussah salary, analyze his tussah salary.

I'm sorry, I'm worried.

When going up the mountain, the scenery is walking, four horses are full, and six horses are like a piano.

To comfort my heart, I lost my mind.

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Details of Baidu, Duo Jiaren and Han Anonymous.

Zhao Yan has many beautiful women.

Yan Ruyu, beauty.

Dressed,

When the family cleaned up the song.

What a sad voice!

The string is urgent, the column is urgent.

Chi Qing whole towel belt,

Hesitate to say it.

Think of it as a flying swallow,

Hold your mud nest.

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There is a beautiful woman Li Yannian in the north. Baidu for details.

There are beautiful women in the north, and they are peerless and independent.

Take care of the city first, then the country.

It's best not to know the whole city and country?

Beauty is rare again!

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Please check the detailed information of Qiu Feng Liu Che on Baidu.

Autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei,

Everything is yellow, and the geese return to the south.

Lan Youxiu Xi Juyou Square,

I can't forget being pregnant with a beautiful woman.

Go boating to help Fenhe River,

In horizontal flow, the element wave is rising.

Flutes and drums are singing and singing,

There are many joys and sorrows.

When will you be young?

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Baidu has a look at the details of Qiu Huxing and Cao Pi.

During the Korean-American period, the sun never appeared. If you can't taste delicious food, you will stop drinking.

Send a message to a bird, but tell me I can't. Bent orchid, bent cassia twig.

What will happen if the beauty is not here? What did you do?

In the corner. If the soul speaks, it will become a pearl.

Enterprises expect, one step at a time.

Beauty doesn't come, why not?

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Baidu, check the details of Cao Zhi.

The beautiful and quiet girl is busy at the fork of the country road.

Ran Ran is full of soft stripes and leaves are falling.

The rolled-up sleeves are clearly visible in her hands, and a gold bracelet is worn on her white wrist.

She wears a sparrow gold hairpin on her head and an emerald green jade on her waist.

The pearls are shining, and corals and pearls are interspersed.

Luo Yi is swaying, fluttering and returning with the wind.

Her look back left a charming light, and the smell of her whistle was like the smell of orchids.

Everyone on the road stopped and refused to go away, and the rest were stupid enough to forget to eat.

Someone asked where the girl was, and her family lived at the south gate of the city.

The green painted tower is on the road, and two doors are tied to the big house.

The girl's face is like the morning sun. Who doesn't love her moving face?

What did the matchmaker do? Why not send a bride price in time to set off the engagement?

A girl must love a noble person, but a virtuous man is hard to find.

To put it bluntly, how do you know what kind of person she is looking for?

Youth bloomed in the boudoir, and in the middle of the night came the voice of her sigh.

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Baidu has a look at the details of Cao Zhi's Miscellaneous Poems.

There are beautiful women in the south,

Hua Rong is like a peach and a plum.

Towards the north bank of the river,

Spend the night in Xiaoxiang.

When customs are light and rosy,

Who is the white tooth?

You'll be late for pitching,

Glory is hard to rely on for long.

Baidu has a look at the details of Wu Chuge's Fu Xuan.

Yan is beautiful, Zhao is beautiful,

Its room is near the cliff.

Cloud is a car, wind is a horse,

Jade is in the mountains and blue is in the wild.

Clouds never stop, wind never stops,

Who cares if you think too much?

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Baidu, look at the details of Zhang Hua, a love poem.

Traveling in the wild, I am very happy and lonely.

Border clear canal, bustling green shade green Zhu.

Who wants this without the beauty?

The nest knows the cold, and the hole knows the rain.

Never traveled far, know how to appreciate a couple?

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Baidu, look at the details of Zhang Xie's miscellaneous poems.

The autumn night is cool and the air is clear.

In the footsteps of dragonflies singing, moths flick candles.

A gentleman is far from service, but a beauty is alone.

When leaving geometry, the drill bit suddenly turned into wood.

There is no trace of the house, and the grass in the yard is green.

Moss is surrounded by empty walls and cobwebs.

I feel more things, but also feel sad and sad.

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After going to Sanshan in the evening, go to Baidu to learn more about Xie Tiao.

Looking at Chang' an,

He Yang Wang Jing County.

It's a beautiful day today,

Visible uneven.

The afterglow scattered into the yee,

Chengjiang is as quiet as practice.

Noisy birds covered Chunzhou,

There are many different kinds of English in Fangdian.

Go away, continue prostitution,

Let's have a party.

What is the moment of disappointment,

Tears welled up.

Know your hometown with affection,

No one can change.

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Baidu takes a look at the details of Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow.

The emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been in office for many years, searching and never finding it.

Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her.

However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day.

If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.

It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin.

Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.

On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head.

But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing.

He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night.

There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person.

The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly.

Her sisters and brothers were both given titles, a poor portal.

When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire.

... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes.

Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes will never stare at her.

Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes.

The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses.

The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate.

People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths.

The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up. A golden finch with green wings scratched his head.

The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears.

Hidden in the yellow dust blown by the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack in the path of the dagger tower.

Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun.

But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky.

He gazed at the desolate moon from his temporary palace. It rained at night and the bell sounded heartbreaking.

On the same day, in last contact, the train was heading home. At this time, I hesitated to go.

The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? .

Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital.

Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow.

But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? .

Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground.

The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept.

Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. .

Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. , he will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep. ..

Bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear.

And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *.

The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream.

There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration.

People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her.

He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere.

Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places.

Then he heard a story about a magical island at sea, which is part of the invisible world.

There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth.

And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers.

Jin Que knocked on the jade fan in the west wing and asked a young girl named Baoyu, telling her both.

This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy.

She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen.

Ji Yun is half asleep, and her flowered hat is loose when she walks along the balcony.

A breeze blew her cloak and fluttered with her movements, as if she were dancing with a rainbow skirt and feather coat.

Tears fell from her sad pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.

But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her.

Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan.

But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust.

So she took out the keepsake he gave, and gave him a shell box and a gold hairpin through his messenger.

However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken.

"Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together.

She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath.

On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.

We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

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Xie sent the detailed information of the Song Palace Circus to Baidu for investigation.

The trees are in the dusk, and the north wind comes from the west.

Beauty remembers mountains and rivers and buys wine on the high platform.

Mo Wen flowing water, sitting still.

I advise you to go home quickly, just as the partridge is crying.

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In the evening, I sat in Baidu to check the details of Cao Ye.

Trees grow quietly under the moon, if it is slightly frosty in the southeast.

I am so worried that I can't sleep, and the night of May is long.

After the ceremony, the flesh and blood are not around.

Time is limited, and it is difficult to recover for a long time.

People who farm with words will have food in drought.

My road is solid and I have a hard time.

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Dan Qing handed over the details of General Cao's office to Baidu for investigation.

Jiang Caojun is a descendant of Cao Cao's descendants, but now he is reduced to a poor family.

Conquerors and their velvet perished, and the romance of literary talent still exists.

In calligraphy, your first master, Mrs. Wei, just didn't surpass it.

Indulge in painting, you know that the age of youth is coming. In fact, wealth and status are like clouds floating away to me.

During the Kaiyuan period, you spent a lot of time with the emperor and often accompanied him to Nanfengyuan.

The portrait of the hero in Lingyan Pavilion has faded, and Jiang Caojun can't brush away the repainted noodles.

The head wears a Jinshi crown, and the warrior wears a big feather arrow on his waist.

Male and female hair seems to be shaking, and they seem to be fighting in fierce battles.

The first emperor had a horse named Yuhua, and artists imitated it in various postures.

On that day, the jade flower was taken into the temple, and the red rank was erected at the palace gate to increase its prestige.

The emperor ordered you to unfold silk and prepare for painting, and you showed your intelligence and hard work in poor management.

After a while, the dragon horse appeared on the silk, which was much more mediocre than all generations of horses.

If a real horse falls on the emperor's bed, the picture of the horse's bed is the same as the rank of standing in front of the real horse.

The emperor smiled and urged the left and right to give you gold, and the servant and the groom were all stunned.

Han Gan, a student of the general, can draw a horse and has many good images.

Han Gan's painting shows no inner spirit, which often kills Liu Hua's horse of life.

The general's painting is beautiful, and the beauty lies in the painting. They are only willing to write a portrait for him.

Today, I sketch some trivial passers-by from time to time.

In your later years, you suffered from the eyes of the world, and no one in the world was so extremely poor as you.

From the earliest time, I have been reading records all day? ? Wrapped around him.

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Baidu tells the details of Du Fu's "Song of Female Students Dancing Sword".

A few years ago, there was a beautiful Gongsun who danced her dagger from all directions.

The audience is like a mountain lost between them, and the world moves back and forth with her movements.

So, beautiful as a group of emperors.

She began to be like a thunderbolt, venting its anger and ending the shining calm like rivers and seas.

But those red lips and pearl sleeves disappeared, and no one except this student smelled of her fame.

This beautiful woman from Linying, White God Town, still dances and sings happily.

When we answer each other's questions, we sigh together and feel sad for the changes that have taken place.

There are 8,000 ladies-in-waiting in the harem, but none of them can dance short sword like Mrs. Sun.

Fifty years have passed, like the rotation of a palm, wind and dust filled the world and covered the imperial house.

The children in the pear garden are scattered like smoke, and the female music reflects the cold weather.

The south wood of the golden millet pile has been arched, and I seem to hear the hay rattling on the cliff of Qutang.

At the climax of joy, sadness comes with the rising of the eastern moon, China.

And I, a poor old man, don't know where to go. I must sharpen my feet towards illness and despair on a lonely mountain.

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Beauty Du Fu, details on Baidu.

Who is cuter than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley.

She told me that she came from a good family and now she is humble to the dust.

Guan Zhong lost yesterday, and her brothers and close relatives were killed.

What's the use of them in high positions, they can't even protect their own lives? .

The world is dismissive of adversity, and hope will go out like the light of a candle.

Her husband, with a wandering heart, is a new guy like jade.

When the morning glory is rolled up at night, the mandarin ducks lie side by side.

He can only see the smile of his new love, but he can't hear the cry of his old love.

The stream is pure at the source of the mountain, but its water turns dark far away from the mountain.

Wait for her maid to come back after selling pearls, and then she needs straw to build the roof.

She picked some flowers, not for her hair, but for letting pine needles fall from her fingers.

She forgot the thin silk sleeves and the cold, and leaned against a tall bamboo.

Lots and lots, some of them. .