Excuse me, do you know the poems or essays praising Jiangxi?

Liumen City Wall Collection of Old Watches, Nanchang, Xidao County, Jiangnan.

There is wind in Chu, water in Jing, and only by gathering can Poyang flourish.

After the first banquet in Tenggong Mansion, I flew to Datang alone at sunset.

The meaning of drunkenness is not in wine, the meaning of drunkenness is not in Sichuan, and the literary talent is coquettish and in court.

The official body may wish to become a Confucian, and the water is yellow.

Who dares to go to the west market calmly? Luling is healthy and upright in Wen Tianxiang.

I only know that Shanren is crazy, but I don't know that the Eighth National Congress is a national mourning.

The tomb painted by others is still there today. Who will be sad in the future?

The most pitiful thing is Chen Gongzi, who is full of grief.

The governor of Hunan province is sad, and the professor has experienced frost on the ridge.

Past lives was embarrassed, and the prosperous times never had the first shot.

Ann knows that there are many mice now. Can a kitten lock the Ganjiang River?

Should Taoyuan in the Eastern Jin Dynasty know? There is a shortage of grass in Peng Zetian.

Where is the ancient Gao Shi? Longhu Mountain is foggy.

The fundus bridge is as wide as a new frame, and the water in the embankment is shallow and not old.

As if the setting sun shone on frozen feet, a person sighed independently.

-Ye Guanlan Ding Hainian at Ganxin Hotel on January 29th.