What poem does Jia Dao have?

Swordsman

It takes ten years to sharpen a sword,

The frost blade has never been tested.

I will show you today,

There are few neighbors living together, and the grass path leads to the deserted garden.

The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk knocked on the door under the moon.

Crossing the bridge separates the colors of the field, and moves the roots of clouds when you move rocks.

I have been away for a while and come back here, and I will live up to my promise.

When Kudao first went to the capital to study, he got a sentence on his donkey one day that said: "The bird is staying in the tree by the pond, and the monk is knocking on the door under the moon." At first he wanted to "push", and then he wanted to "knock", but he was not sure about the practice, so he chanted "oh" and introduced his hands to make a knocking gesture. Unconsciously, they rushed to Han Yu's official department and surrounded them from left to right. The island was full of things like this. Han Li stood on his horse for a long time and said, "It would be better to make the word "knock". Later generations said that they carefully considered the words and sentences and repeatedly studied Jia Dao's "The One Who Seeks Hermitage Will Not Meet"

Matsushita asked the boy,

The speaker went to collect medicine.

Only in this mountain,

I don’t know where the clouds are.

I asked the boy under the pine tree: "Where has your master gone?" He said that the master had gone to collect medicine. He was in this mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, and it was hard to tell where he was.

Poetry should be enjoyed, not translated like classical Chinese. If you insist on translating it, I will have no choice but to translate it, but that is just the literal meaning. The beauty of poetry can be imagined but cannot be expressed in words.

Consideration is "deliberation".

Answer: HAPPY Prince - Scholar Level 2 10-10 21:01

"Wangshan" Jia Island

Thirty miles from Nanshan, there is not more than one ten days. When it rains, I look at you as if you are a friend.

The dragon's wave washes away thousands of springs. It rains continuously every day, and I worry about killing the people in Wangshan.

The weather does not last long, and the strong wind comes like a rush. The clouds are clear, and the green gates of the country are written.

There are millions of families in Chang'an, and every family has a new look. Whose house has the best mountains, I would like to be its neighbor.

Answer: ljyffy - Magic Apprentice Level 10-11 13:27

Volume 571_2 "Wangshan" Jia Island

Thirty miles south of the mountain, missing More than ten days. When it rains, I look at you as if you are a friend.

The dragon's wave washes away thousands of springs. It rains continuously every day, and I worry about killing the people in Wangshan.

The weather does not last long, and the strong wind comes like a rush. The clouds are clear, and the green gates of the country are written.

There are millions of families in Chang'an, and every family has a new look. Whose house has the best mountains, I would like to be its neighbor.

Volume 571_3 "Beiyue Temple" Jiadao

There are five mountains in heaven and earth, and Mount Heng is located in the north. There are thousands of mountains and rocks, strange and unpredictable.

No one dares to enter, the temple is dark in daylight. Sometimes it rains, showering the heaven and earth with virtue.

God is at peace, and my kingdom will always be healthy.

Volume 571_4 "Chao Hungry" Jia Dao

There is Qiao Mountain in the city, and this house is smoke-free in the morning. There is a sweet spring at the bottom of the well, but the cauldron is empty.

I want to see the day, and the snow will cover the sky. Sitting and listening to the harp on the west bed, two or three strings were broken by the cold.

Don’t approach others when you are hungry, as the ancients had a clumsy saying.

Volume 571_5 "Crying Lu Tong" Jia Dao

A wise man dies without an official position, and those who are not relatives are also sad. Nothing makes the ancient ghosts cry, but they gain new neighbors.

For forty years of his life, he only wore white clothes. Before the emperor summons him, who will come after him in the underworld?

I had friends in Chang'an, but Tuogu suddenly abandoned me. The stone on the side of the tomb is short and the lines of text are uneven.

If you don’t have money to buy pine plants, you will grow wormwood branches on your own. You gave me this article in Japan, and I burst into tears while reading it.

I respect you from here on out, but I hide it deeply for fear of losing it.

Volume 571_6 "Swordsman (One Work on Swords)" Jia Dao

I have been sharpening a sword for ten years, but I have never tried the frost blade. Today, I am like you, who can do anything unfair?

Volume 571_7 "Slogan" Jia Dao

I suddenly got up in the middle of the night and drank from this hundred-foot spring. The trees are covered with white dew, and the stars are in the sky.

Volume 571_8 "Send Far Away" Jia Dao

How can you fatten your skin if your intestines are too depressed? I realized that the closeness of each other is not as good as the sparseness of each other.

There should be less hatred of separation, but it is difficult to eliminate the hatred of close separation. In front of the gate, there is water flowing south, with flying fish in the middle.

When fish fly to the North Sea, they can send letters to distant places. I don't hesitate to send letters to distant places, but my old friends are no longer here.

What's more, this body of several feet can block his journey of thousands of miles. Without the light of the sun and moon, it is difficult to know the body.

Volume 571_9 "Zhaizhong" Jia Dao

Being quiet is not a mistake, it is true nature. As soon as I took a pillow in the studio, I didn't realize the sun was setting.

The low door hinders the Xuanyuan, and the ungrateful person accepts the promise. Clusters of chrysanthemums are in the shade of the wall, and their calyxes have not yet opened in autumn.

The sick horses they eat are like moving mountains. If you want to stay and flee, why should you say no?

Having seen the abundant seasonal rains, we should be plentiful with vegetables and herbs.

Volume 571_10 "Sense of Autumn" Jia Dao

Shang Qi has come, and the years have been wasted. The morning clouds hide the wonderful peaks, and the evening rain sprinkles sparse drops.

A few crickets are listening to the cool leaves, and a few crickets are thinking about the dark wall. The sunset is empty in the pavilion, and the distant mountains are green.

People in the past had a sense of autumn, but people today are so different from those in the past. Four seasons have passed for hundreds of years, and my hair has turned white.

Noisy and loud, disturbing the same path. I don't have any love in the world, so I go to gnaw the stone under the pine tree.

Volume 571_11 "Wan Yue" Jia Dao

The cold moon breaks through the northeast, and Jia Sheng stands in the southwest. Where can I stand in the southwest? I can stand on the green cedars.

There have been several stars in recent months, but the names of the stars are unknown. But I love the fir tree and lean on the moon, and I lean on the fir tree to be three.

The moon is not on the cedar, and it is difficult to join the cedar. The stunned son looked carefully, his eyes were filled with cinnamon branches.

Heat ailments are common in the eyes, but there is no irritation after looking for a long time. I touched my clothes with my hands and saw that they were wet with dew.

My feet freeze when I stand for a long time, and sometimes my femurs become flooded. After standing for a long time, the foot is broken and suddenly becomes sticky.

Others must have fallen asleep, and they are happy to see this scene. This scene is also unbearable, but I am suffering from lust.

They are no different from ordinary people who see gold but do not know how to be honest. I don’t know how many people are bored together in this night.

Waiting to see it from the top, but not planning to return it to the pillow. He forced himself to look at his bedchamber, feeling unbearable every step of the way.

Stepping to the west of the bamboo bush, looking eastward is like a curtain. But I was sitting outside the bamboo grove, thinking quietly in the secluded world.

If I know how to love the moon person, my body would like to turn into a toad.

Volume 571_12 "Farewell to Two Bosom Friends" Jia Dao

A pair of thousand-year-old cranes bid farewell to Gu Xianghong. It was suddenly dusk on Bo Island, and the sea was rainy and cold.

Liren hears beautiful bombs, which are also the same as mournful bombs. Kuangzi is doing it all, walking around and bowing.

The clouds fly to the north, the mountains are green, and the fire extinguishes the mountains to the west. How can I replace Yuancheng and break the fragrant wax in the snow?

Volume 571_13 "Yi Que Xing and Zhu Pingshi" Jia Dao

There are both male and female black birds, and the spring thunder frightens the rest. Holding the mud of the Yellow River in his mouth, he can fly to the sky.

No one can return home overnight, leaving all the chicks behind. The two birds hold benevolence and righteousness, feeding and working hard.

The chicks are meandering and flying, and the clouds are calling each other. Although the sparrow is a small species, it is not special to feel ashamed.

It is difficult for a bird to be a virtuous person, but fortunately it was written by the master.

Volume 571_14 "Stay at Xuanquanyi" Jiadao

Walking to Lishui Tower at dawn and arriving at Xuanquanyi at dusk. The moonlight in the forest is covered by clouds, and the mountain lamp illuminates the sadness and silence.

Volume 571_15 "The debater" Jia Dao

Many debaters destroy others and do not listen to talk about their own faults. The tiger kills violently without hesitation, not even biting his wife and children.

This is what God feels. Who should you ask about what you feel? Ask for food to feed the young birds, and utter beautiful words.

What a good gentleman, he uses his light to conceal his flaws.

Volume 571_16 "Don't deceive" Jia Dao

Don't deceive the stars above, and don't deceive the ghosts and gods below. We know each other well, so what can we say next?

The taste of fish is fresh, while the taste of polygonum is pungent. When digging a well, one must reach the end of the flow, and when making friends, one must reach the end.

This statement is true and true, and I will be an enemy of you for thirty thousand years.

Volume 571_17 "Quetrains" Jia Dao

There is a bright moon on the bottom of the sea, round in the sky. An inch of light can buy a thousand miles of spring.

Volume 571_18 "Yu Xing" Jia Dao

Mo lives in a dark room, opening and closing his eyes. Don't follow the road to the blue sky, for it will take you to fly but you won't be able to walk.

The dark room cannot be lived in, and the blue sky cannot be followed. I advise you to cross the crane, and the clouds under the sun are the thoroughfares.

Volume 571_19 "Wandering Immortal" Jia Dao

I borrowed a solitary crane to ride on and flew close to the golden crow. The river washes away the old appearance, and the moon shines brightly.

The road is straight for cranes in the sky, and the sky is full of cranes. When you return home, you don’t ride on a crane, you have your own wings.

If a person does not have immortal bones, the magician will not be able to eat.

Volume 571_20 "Reciting on the Pillow" Jia Dao

Remembering the day at night, chanting a thousand poems on the pillow. Why should the bitter cold air suddenly be blown by the east wind?

The ice opens and the fish and dragons farewell, Tianbo is in a different state.

Volume 571_21 "The Ballad of Pisces (revealed in a brief poem by Meng Changzhou in the official book of Han Dynasty)" Jia Dao

Twin breams fall from the Tianhe River and fly in the center of my court. Master the remaining feet of snow, split the intestines and there is Huang.

Seeing your greedy tongue is short, cooking the fragrance around your neighbors. Once I get the ancient poem characters, they are different from the jade.

Volume 571_22 "Yishui Nostalgia" Jia Dao

Jing Qing died in a serious condition, and Jie Lie wrote the history. I sigh, no one can comment on current affairs.

To this day, the Yishui Bridge is rustling in the cold wind. The Yi water has been exhausted, but Jing Qing's name will not disappear.

Volume 571_23 "Get up early" Jia Dao

Beijing guests enter Xijing, and northern geese leave the north again. In autumn, I sleep alone before rising, and the sky shuttle stars fall and weave.

It’s refreshing to enjoy the rest of your time, and look forward to the lightness of your illness. I have lost all my beauty during the journey, and the mirror advises immortals to eat.

There are many roads to go out, and Zhangjia Road is the straightest. Last night I dreamed of a book on the wall of the Zhang Family Hall.

Volume 571_24 "Guest Joy" Jia Dao

The guest's joy is not real happiness, and the guest's sadness is not real sorrow. Hundreds of replies came home, but I didn't return home.

I feel sad when I don’t return home, and my heart is filled with sadness. He opened his mouth to express his sorrow, but it still came to his ears.

I am often afraid that too many tears will damage my eyesight. Although there is silk on the temples, it is not suitable for weaving cold clothes.

Volume 571_25 "Residence in the Jingshe in Yanshouli" Jia Dao

The traveler left the Chinese refuge, and the deserted building became stupid and careless. There are no overgrown plants in the short garden, and the rare fruits are abundant in spring.

The side hut has an abandoned hinge, and you can sleep on it when you are delicate. The ears and eyes are the wells, the lungs and the liver are the rock peaks.

After drinking from the spring, I saw my calm and leisurely face. The frost leaves are still beautiful, and the cold butterflies are gone.

Watching someone with two shoes, I find a green and thin hair.

Volume 571_26 "Gift to Zen Master Zhilang" Jia Dao

The Master clearly saw that the bottom of the Jade Rabbit Pond was gone.

The Master has a miserable appearance, and has long hated his hair.

I left the Confucius Temple with tears in my eyes, and visited the Zen Room with a smile. Walking with the shadow of the green mountains, sitting and studying the bones of the white pagoda.

It is disrespectful to listen to the Buddha without playing the piano. I wanted to ask the teacher what he wanted, but he suddenly said goodbye to me.

He took the opportunity to give gifts to Yuanyan, and said that he was ashamed and not a son.

Volume 571_27 "Sending Shen Xiucai off to the east" Jia Dao

Who is the one who talks about evil, it is as pleasant to the ear as string string. Whoever speaks outright is as harsh as a long cone.

Shen Sheng is talented and handsome, with an innocent heart. A gentleman avoids sexual immorality and chooses friends as if he were seeking a teacher.

Destroy the sick man's mouth and move into the palace of the Ministry of Rites. It is not shameful to be a low-born son, but it is shameful to leave a talented person behind.

The home is far away from home in the east, and it is uneven when the bridle falls. Zhejiang clouds are close to Wu Jian, and Bianliu trees are connected to Chu Chui.

Farewell next spring, looking back with no doubt.

Volume 571_28 "Rewarding the Master" Jia Dao

The city hall is idle for a long time, and the love is quiet in the mountains. The new moon has a slight glow, and the sky is bright and clear.

Although he knows the opportunities in life, Yiyu hides many obstacles. The posture of pine trees helps you see the weather, and the medicine on the fence knows that spring will return.

Looking at the words of ice and snow quietly, thick words are rewarded with beauty. There are wanderers in the east forest, and there are many climbers in the period of taking off the skin.

Volume 571_29 "In the winter moon, Chang'an sees snow all over the south in the rain" Jia Dao

The new autumn festival is over, and the rain is sparse and the mountain snow is exposed. The west peak is slightly brighter, but the remaining drops are still there.

The air invades the waterfall water and freezes the Baiyun Cave. Today there are wild geese, what evening is the Xiaoxiang moon?

Thinking of the people in that stone house, they are not closed to the snow.

Volume 571_30 "Send Meng Xielu" Jia Dao

I can weep in mourning for ancient times, but not to Lu Qi. Tears sprinkle the dusk sky, dripping osmanthus branches.

As the winter solstice approaches after farewell, the centrifugal north wind blows. Sitting alone in the snow at night, when the spring falls on the stone bridge.

It is hard to humiliate a gentleman without being alarmed by the roar of a tiger. If you want to repay Kongjue Lao, you can't hold it for a long time.

The mountains lean against the corner window, and the royal house hangs to clear your mind.

Volume 571_31 "And Liu Han" Jia Dao

The officials in the capital are full of clouds, but the savages are still idle. A house with a closed door can still retain the ancient customs.

It’s already noon in the market, and I’m dreaming of Nanshan in the secluded window. The trees cover Hokusai, and there are birds singing among them.

The day before yesterday, the monk from Yue Yue came with the switch. The new question shocked me to lose weight, and I saw an ugly face in the mirror.

Tao Qing cherishes the clear water, who can follow this idea again.

Volume 571_32 "Dugu worships fish in the bright moon mountain" Jia Dao

The bright moon is always in the eyes, and the bright moon is always in the heart. It is in the heart and in the eyes, so why bother to look for it?

Looking at the people in the bright moon, the Mengxia trees cover the cens. Thinking of each other and sighing, I forget the secluded forest with the noise of music.

Outside the Beiyue Mountain in my hometown, I deeply regret Dongyi. I am willing to shrink the earth's veins and return it, but how can I wait for God's grace to come.

I am not thirsty for Yinxiu, but I think he is intruding. Or the Yunyue tower bell comes to chant around the thatched cottage.

After Ling Yin, go to Berlin.

Volume 571_33 "Vote for Zhang Taizhu" Jia Dao

The character is taller and older, and the spring is bright. The rhyme of the cold moon falls one by one at the end of the sea.

Youzi didn't dare to make peace with him, and he sighed a lot when he heard it. The body lies in the mud of the northeast, and the soul hangs in the clouds of the southwest.

Hold a chestnut in your hand and go to Qingjue. The water and sky are square in color, and the sun is warm and the flowers are blooming.

I arrived at Xianyouqi Mountain and sent a medicinal herbist. I want to buy a pair of Qiong Yao, but I feel ashamed that I don’t have a papaya.

Volume 571_34 "Ode to the Second Son of the Han Family" Jia Dao

A thousand-foot jade stone, August 15th. The clear dew falls on the sweet-scented osmanthus, and the white birds dance in the sky.

Volume 571_35 "Farewell" Jia Dao

The husband is not proud, walking and lowering his eyebrows. If you play the plain harp again and again, you will have a close friend.

Volume 571_36 "Bringing new literature to Zhang Ji and Han Yu on the way to success" Jia Dao

I have a new poem in my sleeve, and I want to see Mr. Zhang Han. The green bamboo has not yet sprouted wings, and the path is thousands of miles long.

Looking up at the blue sky, clouds and snow are pressing on my head. Lost Zhongnan Mountain, full of melancholy.

With the northwest wind, my body is willing to become a fluffy grass. When I heard these words, I was shocked and fell down.

Volume 571_37 "Sending guests off to the rivers and lakes in the upper valley" Jia Dao

Don't sigh that we are so far away from each other, how different we are so close. When I climbed up to the Jiang Tower at night, I could still see the moon in Nantai.

Volume 571_38 "Reward Yao Shaofu" Jia Dao

The moon is leaning beside my pillow, satirizing Xia Yishi. Now, when is the festival, the insects have also stung.

Replying late with courtesy involves arrogance, and thinking about illness adds to the astringency. Those who serve as servants are called Hu, and they gather as tribute guests.

In the vast nine states, it is like a cone standing. If you don't deceive the dark, you will be so pregnant, and you will cry since you are clear.

There is no limit to the number of warriors who sincerely want to fight with spears. The original pavilion was climbed up, and the pond and boat were occasionally entered.

The bamboos and trees are close together, and the wind and rain are coming in the evening. The salary, profit and mu are equally divided, and the price is called Fan Hush.

A hundred articles will be deleted after they are seen, and one life will be missed. Canglang's fool will return, and his close friends will inspire him to learn.

Volume 571_39 "Tou Meng Jiao" Jia Dao

There is a solitary fragrance in the middle of the moon, and the whole world is listening to the scented wind. There is singing in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is the first time to come to the north of the Yangtze River.

The appearance is clear and cold, and it is embraced by oneself. When it stops, it overflows, but when it is pursued, it becomes obscure.

I know the snow-capped mountains, and the verses I pay homage to are empty. You will definitely get what you want, and you will understand deeply.

In front of the lonely lamp recorded, I still hate the end of hundreds of poems. A chant activates the madness, and all diseases resign and bow stubbornly.

We have not met each other in life, but we always have the same dreams. Who is your master? I have no sect.

Yu Qiu followed his footsteps, but Jun said it was okay but to attack. It is easy for the intestines to be filled with sips, but it is difficult to follow the dangerous gods.

I entered Luo the year before last, but I was blocked by the dragon. The Ping family returned to Zhao, and Yun Si lingered for a long time.

Every time you can reach Songhai, you will still be poor after a long distance. All the things that originally happened in the lungs and intestines have disappeared into the Jiao Wutong.

Volume 571_40 "Replacing the Border General" Jia Dao

Holding arms and surrounding the sun, after the battle, the clouds will disappear. The dew grass weeps in the cold weather, and the spring sings in the night.

Hold the iron with three feet, and fight with the energy of the stars. Serving the country is not limited to noble matters. Angry generals will pacify the captives.

Volume 571_41 "Send to Liu Qichu" Jia Dao

Go away and lie down, and you will be different when you go. When there is a tree outside the window, there are thousands of miles of clouds above.

Li Phi does not care about each other, as if he is a crowd. Yousheng goes further, and the letters that come back are like burning.

I sing to hear the cicadas, but don’t they hear my songs? Returning home at the end of the year, the atmosphere of Gui Gui is full of love.

Volume 571_42 "Ji Qiu Ru" Jia Dao

The distance is more important than the distance. No matter how heavy one side is, it is as heavy as a treasure piece.

Since I have lost my laughter, I have been exposed to frost several times. This heart is calm and suspended, and the heavenly phenomena are solidly turning.

The autumn wind is high in Chang'an, where I live in Dongdian County. The appearance of the instrument is silent and contemptuous, and the wind and rain are not good.

It is easier to report news by people than by pens and inkstones. If you don't fulfill my heart, I will eventually give you a banquet.

Volume 571_43 "Farewell to Chen Shang" Jia Dao

The ancient road is full of thorns, and the new Qi road is crisscrossed. You find the ancient path in the wilderness.

Treading on the path of a saint, he looks like a Zen monk. I once had a night talk, as if listening to a lecture.

Lian Lian has done it several times and climbed to the top yesterday. There are no fireworks at the bottom of the cauldron, and the emperor's capital is at dawn.

When a guest travels far away, the host must be discerning. Qingyun bids farewell to the green mountains, how can they rise again?

Volume 571_44 "Send Zhang Xiaoxu to Ji Xia" Jia Dao

From Beijing to Rongzhou, there are many horses on the boat. Rongzhou is thousands of miles away, right next to Qingtianya.

Zhangji tried to proofread the book, but it was not called Gao Cihua. The righteousness is unyielding, leaving home is like entering home.

In early July in the city, the heat is as hot as summer. Farewell you to the wilderness, the autumn coolness is all over the hillside.

The weather in the south is different from that in the north, and there is no dust or sand when the wind blows. Qin Yin stays in Chu Ze, and the sea wine falls with sweet-scented osmanthus.

After being drunk for a while, you will wake up again. There is cinnamon tea in that place.

Volume 571_45 "Sending a Friend" Jia Dao

We have been separated for half a year, but we have heard nothing since. There are words of farewell, and words of longing.

I am often tired and wandering, and you also know this. Don't throw away your pen and inkstone, Su Zhang and Zeng Lu sink them.

But keep your tongue in your mouth and hope that your body and mind will be fulfilled. You look at the bright moonlit night, the pines and osmanthus are so cold and dense.

Volume 571_46 "Answer to King Ginseng" Jia Dao

The sundial does not treat each other, and the four seasons are like competing with each other. Guests think about autumn first, and the sound of insects makes them aware of the darkness.

Frost pines accumulate old green, and the dew moon looks like a mirror. The poem belongs to the same scene, and I sit alone and listen to the piano.

On the occasion of the Yellow Chrysanthemum Festival, farewell to the Red Peach Path. Each style has a small chapter and a long chant in the wind.

Volume 571_47 "Yin of Yankang" Jia Dao

Living in Yanshouli, he is a neighbor of Yankang. I don’t love Yankangli, but I love the people here.

People are not born ten years ago, and people are not relatives of the nine ethnic groups. People who have immortal words can get the spring of misty mountains.

Volume 571_48 "Plays for Friends" Jia Dao

If you don't write poetry for a day, your heart will be like a waste well. The pen and inkstone are used as windlass, and the chants are used as strings.

I still feel cold even when I come back again. The book is a gift to someone who cares about you, and the words contain a lot of hardship.

Volume 571_49 "Yu Xing" Jia Dao

The true collection of Taoism has come, but there are many jealousies in appearance. When mountain springs enter the city, muddy waves naturally occur.

Nowadays, ancient sayings are translated into falsehoods. If there is a harp that contains the right rhyme, what about those who know the music?

Life is full of gratitude, but worldly words are suddenly treacherous. Don't feel like a market person, think about my rock.

Gloriousness is none of my business, the sun and the moon are wasted. The vast Yingyang wind is like nothing else in a thousand years.

Volume 571_50 "Huaizheng Congzhi" Jia Dao

The west wind blows overcast clouds, and the rain and snow collect in the middle of the night. Suddenly I remembered the people from the end of the world, watching the fight with the bull.

I have been separated from my old friend for two years, and I am as happy as ever. The news has been lost for a long time, who has been preparing for it?

Pingming sent a letter to Dongbei Zhou. The birds return gracefully in spring and become husband and wife.

Volume 571_51 "Climbing the tower of Longxing Temple in Yizhou to look at the peak in the north of the county" Jiadao

The highest peak in the north of the county is Yanyan Jueyun Road. When I went upstairs to look around, I felt a little bit secluded.

In the hazy blue smoke, the mountains seem to be attached to each other. When you reach the top of the mountain, everything will look down upon you.

Volume 571_52 "Send Zhengshan people on a tour of the rivers and lakes" Jia Dao

Travel south to Hengyue and east to Tiantai. Standing on the top of the flower, you can look at the sea water.

Volume 571_53 "Jiufeng Gongsu" Jiadao

After the river comes out of the bird's lodge, the fireflies are in the white dew. The Master is sitting without leaning, and I am talking about the emptiness.

The waning moon is dim and warm, and the sound of distant water is exquisite. Now there are no more dreams, now the night is not over yet.

Volume 571_54 "Liu Jingyang Dongzhai" Jia Dao

There are pine shades and bamboo shadows, and there is a weed well in the middle. There are many breezes here, and the sky is always empty during the day.

Jingyang Gong Qiansun, the poems are true. Advise me not to go back, the moon rises and the east is quiet.

Volume 571_55 "Chrysanthemum" Jia Dao

Don't go out for nine days, but see yellow chrysanthemums for ten days. There is still a lot of beauty, but there is no news about the beauty.

Volume 571_56 "Send Master Ji Wen to travel" Jia Dao

Come from Daolingjing and meet by Shuangmu River. When we parted from the fragrant grass, we were far away in the blue sky.

This trip will lead you to several mountains, where Songhua and Hengtai are the same.

Volume 571_57 "Title about the people on the shore living leisurely in the county" Jia Dao

Quietly looking for a square inch, not living in the mountains. The pond is open and the lotus fragrance is fragrant, and the door is closed with berries and moss in autumn.

Gold and jade are as important as four sentences, and chaff is as light as nine. Fire smoke rises above the trees, bells and chimes descend from dangerous buildings.

Planting a pine tree in one’s hand, one’s sincerity is devoted to being a teacher.

Volume 571_58 "Wanderer" Jia Dao

Wanderers like to be far away from home, but I don't remember returning to Lu. Who would have thought that if you run to other mountains, you will want to spin your car early.

It is enough to enjoy the morning and evening, but there is nothing left to wish for. At that time, I was attached to Pengyi, but I didn't even hesitate.

Volume 571_59 "Send King Ginseng from the Mountain" Jia Dao

I look at the clouds in the west of Yue, and you look at the moon in the north of the mountains. Changhuai is south of Yancheng, and we see each other ten miles away.

I haven’t been here for more than a thousand days, and I can’t stop remembering it every day. Sending a book to a distant place, numbers tell the story of gray hair.

Volume 571_60 "Send Ji Peng" Jia Dao

After Huainan Wali, I met Jun again with a surname of Ji. His literary talent is extraordinary and his ambition is outstanding.

Go boating in the deep east of the Yangtze River, watching the sunset. Summer night poetry gatherings often fail to catch up.

Volume 571_61 "Send a message to Mr. Linghu (the first work goes to the middle of the Yangtze River)" Jia Dao

Hiding the mountain post with his staff, he asked everyone he met in Zizhou. You can reach the Yangtze River, and travelers will feel sad for you.

Volume 572

Volume 572_1 "Crying Boyan Monk" Jia Dao

The moss-covered stone bed is new, and the teacher has occupied it for several springs. I wrote the traces of the road, but burned my body while sitting in meditation.

The pagoda courtyard is closed with pines and snow, and the passage room is locked with dust. I feel sorry for myself that shedding tears is not an empty person.

Volume 572_2 "Taoist Priest in the Mountains" Jia Dao

His hair is combed thousands of times, and his face is thin due to lack of food. The chicks are raised to become a giant crane, and the seeds are grown into tall pine trees.

The white rocks are boiled all night, and the cold springs are pounded all day long. Never leaving his hiding place, he can be seen by the world.

Volume 572_3 "Just stay in public" Jia Island

In the Xunyou Temple ten miles away, there are several cold currents. The monks were sitting together on a snowy night, and the geese were approaching the thatched cottage.

The quiet words end with the flames of the lamp, and Xu Qiaoyun spends the rest of his life. The reason is that I have many illnesses and my voice cannot reach the Mingjun.

Volume 572_4 "Travel" Jia Dao

This intention is not just one thing, it is like a biography. We have been apart from the old country for many days, and we have no old friends.

In the empty nest, frost leaves fall, and fireflies penetrate the sparse water. The monk was left to stay in the forest and sat in silence at midnight.

Volume 572_5 "Send Zouming Mansion to Lingwu" Jia Dao

He once slaughtered Xiqi County, and his horses were not fat for three years. The debts are many and the sword is equal, and the official returns with a full load of books.

Hiding his actions in the snow, the wind in the forest penetrates his sleeping clothes. Listening to Xiaojiao in Lingzhou, the guest house is not open yet.

Volume 572_6 "Inscribed on Huangfu Xun Lantian Hall" Jia Dao

After one year of being an official, the county is connected with Yufeng. Bamboo cages are used to collect mountain fruits, and earthenware bottles are used to carry stone springs.

After the autumn rain, the guest returns and seals the seal in front of the dusk clock. After a long absence from Danyangpo, I always dream of fishing boats.

Volume 572_7 "Gift to General Wang" Jia Dao

The smoke from Su Wei's stove is close, but the ink is not dry except for the book. Ma Zeng's golden arrowhead shows scars from a sword on his body.

Father and son are both successful at the same time, and the king draws a formation to watch. Why should I be a foreign commander? The sun rises from Chang'an.

Volume 572_8 "Xiadi" Jia Dao

How can you live in the imperial hometown when Xiadi has nothing? The apricot garden is full of chatter, who is drunk among the flowers?

When tears fall, the mountains are far away, and when illness comes, grass grows in spring. It's not easy to meet a close friend. I am alone and lose three Xiang.

Volume 572_9 "Send Helan Penji" Jia Dao

Often under the east forest, the fragrance of flowers is like burning fire. Farewell to my hometown since I was a child, I can hear the rain at night approaching autumn.

Wild vegetables are growing in the cold water, and dead plants are clustered in the ancient tombs. Go boating with distant travelers, search for temples and enter the dark clouds.

The setting sun has many doors, and the wild fields are subdivided. There are several lovesick cicadas here and there, and there are swarms of sitting butterflies.

Huisu once discussed Taoism, and he climbed high to discuss articles. You can think of the bitter chanting in the distance, and the leaves are turning towards each other one after another.

Volume 572_10 "Recalling Wu Chushi" Jia Dao

It rains in Chang'an in the middle of the night, and the guests sing in front of the lamp. A lonely boat travels for a month, thousands of rivers and thousands of cens.

The summer clouds rise on the island, and the grass on Tingzhou is deep. Why should I break the pine leaves and brush the rocks to remove the shade of the stream?

Volume 572_11 "Crying in Mengjiao" Jia Dao

The reputation of death is still there, and it will be passed down through the ages. The widow has no children, and her house is broken and she has a forest and a spring.

The tomb is close to the mountain trail, and the poems follow the ships crossing the sea. After the old friends paid homage to each other, the sun set and the sky turned cold.

Volume 572_12 "Send Cui Ding" Jia Dao

I don't know what the wanderer means, why not avoid the heat. A few days later, when I arrived at Hanshui River, I saw new cicadas chirping at Du Ling.

The autumn river is full of moonlight, and the night language hates the lack of monks. Have you ever chanted Baxia? It stretches twelve levels to the sky.

Volume 572_13 "Send to Bai Pavilion to Mogong" Jia Dao

It is known that it will be returned to Bai Pavilion. The mountains are far away and it can be seen on a clear evening. The people in the stone room are calm, and the moonlight is dim in the ice pool.

The tiny clouds are scattered and destroyed, and the ancient trees are drying up. Who heard the chime the next night? It was extremely cold on the west peak.

Volume 572_14 "Sleep on Liu Sima Pond after the rain" Jia Dao

The blue stream washes jade in autumn, and the water here is clear and clear. The sound of reeds coincides with the rain, and the fragrance of lotus flowers surrounds the lamp.

On the bank of the ancient Qin Road, the pavilion faces the Han Dynasty Mausoleum. Thinking about the root of the spring, there are several layers of secluded cliffs.

Volume 572_15 "Send Zhu Kejiu back to Yuezhong" Jiadao

Moored in Stone City, Beigu Minzhongchu. The tide of Tinglu rises, and the moon passes through the boat window.

Wu Shan invaded the Yue people, and the Sui and Liu Dynasties invaded the Tang Dynasty. When I wanted to prepare the meal one day, I came to He Mansion to write a letter.

Volume 572_16 "Send Tianzhuo into Huashan" Jia Island

The cicadas are so deep that they wake up sleeping on the stone bed. The waterfall is 5,000 feet tall and is beside the waterfall in the thatched cottage.

The dew drips from the pine trees on the altar, and the moon shines brightly in the sky. When a crane passes by, you must look and see that there should be an immortal above it.

Volume 572_17 "Send Dong Zheng to Changzhou to visit the province" Jia Dao

We walked together one by one, when did we leave the moraine. The river flows with white waves, and the green maple leaves fall from the trees.

The country of Wu is floating in the light, and the sky is clear under the heavy frost. When spring comes, joy awaits you, and the correct character is in the east palace.

Volume 572_18 "Reward Yao Shaofu" Jia Dao

Plum trees and mountain trees should all be in their early stages. The firewood door blocks the cold rain, and the insects rustle out the autumn vegetables.

The withered and clear mirror reveals the Taoist book of a foolish friend. Published articles are not immortal, and a gentleman respects himself.

Volume 572_19 "Send to the Incomparable Person" Jia Dao

Guifeng is so beautiful that it is a gift to the people of this thatched cottage. The two men left the temple together, and the crickets cried to say goodbye for the time being.

Walking alone at the bottom of the pool, I count my shadows beside the tree. Eventually the haze will come, and the rooftop will be our close neighbor.

Volume 572_20 "Send Li Qicao (One Work)" Jia Dao

Returning to Qi Shuangjing far away, happy to be in this farewell. Xiaoguan is divided into moraine roads, and the horses are neighing and carrying Han Hong.

The sky is sunny in the north, and the sun sets at the source of the river in the east. The grass on the top of Helan Mountain is moving in the wind.

Volume 572_21 "Farewell to the Stone Cong in the Sending Crows" Jia Dao

The cold water is long and the rope is drawn, and the Ding Ling is turned over by a few drops. The grass leads to the veins of the stone, and the inkstone bears traces of the sea tide.

The color of the mountains has never been far away, and the sound of cicadas has not yet become more numerous. I think that this evening, the crops are in Xiyuan.

Volume 572_22 "Send Master Juexing back to Zhongtiao Mountain and visit Li Sikong in the river" Jia Dao

Recalling Xiyan Temple again, when the grass in Qinyuan was white. On the path to search for woodcutters in the mountains, people arrive late at the snow house.

At dusk, the chime pools and springs freeze, and the wild forests and fields burn. I heard the master's new translation of the verse and said it was intended to be a counterpoint to Jinghui.

Volume 572_23 "There is no one I can send you to" Jia Dao

There are many tall trees in the remote temple, and I remember visiting again in the cold weather. The chime passed through the ditch and the water ran out, and the moon entered the thatched cottage in autumn.

The moss marks of burrowing ants are quiet, and the leaves of hidden cicadas and cypress trees are thick. I think about famous mountains all over the world, and I will arrive at Songqiu sooner or later.

Volume 572_24 "Nanchi" Jiadao

The depression is gentle and the rain has stopped, and the deserted shore embraces the clear source. Enter Fangshan and invade the fortress, and divide the spring rice into the village.

The sound of autumn is based on the color of the trees, and the shadow of the moon is on the roots of the cattails. It's hard to get through the flood, so he shuts up his dream soul at night.

Volume 572_25 "Jilongchi Temple Zhenkong Second Master" Jia Dao

If you are invited to live in Zhongnan, you might as well go to Shiqiao. The forest is full of faith in mid-autumn, and the peak is far away at night.

The cold grass and smoke hide the tiger, and the tall pines illuminate the eagle in the moonlight. When I arrived at the temple during the frost period, the temple was set up in front of the court.

Volume 572_26 "Send Master Zhenkong to the Second Master" Jia Dao

After lunch in the forest, the world is about to leave. I have company when I am in Hengyang, but my dream comes late.

The stone chime has a cold rhyme, and the copper bottle is full of night water. Yinqin is surprised to see this farewell, and the return date has not yet been determined.

Volume 572_27 "Sending Pei a school letter" Jia Dao

He became an official in the secret province and worked in Fanwei. There are many old stories and long sparse ropes, and we are far away from each other in high autumn.

Sishang is drunk in the cold weather, Yueyang chess is quiet at night. The ambassador's residence is close to the South China Sea, and it won't be too late for the sail to arrive.

Volume 572_28 "Sending Yao He to the South Platform of Shengdao Jingshe to the Moon" Jia Dao

The moon is seen facing the South Platform, and the autumn rain washes away the rest. When you are out, the leaves are falling, and you can watch the sparse peaks quietly.

Cold dew often occurs, and the Zen window is empty this night. Lovesickness, chatting and longing, moistening the clothes.

Volume 572_29 "Immediate Matter" Jia Dao

Suomo faced the lonely lamp, and there were several layers of dark clouds. Who would be willing to wait for three battles if he feels pity for himself?

The heart is seen by others, and it is called a master of writing. Sad autumn Qin plug grass, nostalgic Han Dynasty mausoleum.

The city is quiet, the trees are high on the cliffs, and there are many secluded marshes and ice. The heron passing by the sand island, the monk walking in the stone nunnery.

How can it be said that the old house is still there, who has never said that he has returned?

Volume 572_30 "Huang Zipi Shanghan Official Department" Jia Dao

Shilou Yun said goodbye, twenty-two or three springs. Most of those who are promoted to the hall are those who bury bones.

When the tears flow and smell the miasma, the disease returns to Qin with joy. It was once the order of Qin Dao, but it was not just Xi Zai.

The sparse banana strands are thin, and the refreshing tea buds are new. There are no raindrops left in the bell, but there are many fireflies and no close neighbors.

Xitan inherits the number, and the rank and rank are seen frequently. If you are hiding in a mountain, you will forget to let yourself go.

Volume 572_31 "Tou Li Yi" Jia Dao

The word Guiyan was forty, and it started to be chanted thousands of years ago. I have already written about Beiyue, so there is no need to compare it with Nanjin.

Volume 572_32 "Contempt on Meng Xielu" Jia Dao

He was as talented as the ancients, but his taste was low during his lifetime.

When he was buried, he was poor and sold his horse, but in the distant days, he cried for his wife.

Bei Mang outside the lonely tomb, Yuexi in the empty space. There are tens of thousands of poems in the collection, and all the objects and images have been mentioned.