What are the famous ancient poems and sentences in the mountains?

Lanye Road in Bochun Zhuangshan is just outside Li Taoyuan. I'm afraid of being quiet, and I can't feel the birds singing.

Wang Bochun has two nights in the mountain spring, and Hualiu has a garden spring. Still drunk for a thousand days, * * * for a hundred years.

Wang Bo went to this city in spring and looked at the mountains and rivers outside. At the beginning of a sunny day, the scenery was new. There are flowers and willows all over the mountains and there is no Yichun.

Wang Bo's wild smoke rises at night, including Zhu Xi, and the mountains, rivers and the moon shine on Lin Qiu. Will also be scattered in the middle to play the infantry piano.

Wang Bojiang Pavilion and jathyapple bid farewell to the two rivers and send Banan Water, and the mountains span the north clouds. On the autumn night in Jinting, no one sees tears leaving the group.

Wang Bojiang Pavilion and jathyapple bid farewell to two smoke cages and flew to the south. Lonely from the pavilion, the mountains are cold at night.

The other four rivers in Wang Bo are full of wind and smoke, and there are many clouds on the mountains. See you off outside Nanpu and see what happens.

Fourteen songs for Li, one is "Wild Guest Thinking" and the other is "Mountain People Love Bamboo Forest". The piano is condescending, and the wind and moon are looking for it.

Wang Bowang looks at the river in early spring, the spring tide is white and the mountains are long and clear. In a foreign land, flowers and willows are reflected in the pavilion.

In Wang Boshan, the sorrow of the Yangtze River has stagnated, and Wan Li's thoughts will return. The night is high and windy, and the mountains fly.

On a cold night, Wang Bo misses his friends, turns his back on Cuishan every night and sings three songs of Cangjiang. After this, I miss you too far, and it's green and fragrant.

In the evening, I began to rest, and I was close to Chang' an, and Jiangshan Shu Road was on credit. There is no place to go home.

Wang Bofufeng left Beijing during the day, immersed in the golden stem of the right place, and came to Fufeng Stone Column. The mountains and rivers have not gone, and the road is long.

Wang Bopu 'an built a shady wall, and Jianghan was deep and boundless, unattainable. When will the wanderer return in the mountains and rivers?

Dong Sigong's Li Fu is rooted in relying on heaven. Trees shine everywhere, and leaves cover mountains and rivers.

Yu said that Xiang Yu's Northern Expedition was in Zhao, not in the East. An empty song pulls out the power of the mountain, and you are ashamed to be a river crossing person.

Chen Ziang's topic field, washing horses, swimming in rocks and oranges, looking at the garden as a guest, never returning to goodness. Who pities Beiling, but never pays attention to Hanyin machine.

Zhang also said (one of the first songs is the same as the previous one) that spring comes for half a month, and customs avoid leisure for a while. I don't drink wine from other places, but it is comparable to Chushan.

On the 9th, Zhang said that he entered his home in Luoyang and lifted his eyes to see Songshan. Carved into a dogwood festival, it is a room of love.

Zhang said that on the ninth day, he entered the poems of the five mountains of Cornus officinalis, and the chrysanthemum wine brought the tourists, and the cornus officinalis sac was a shepherd boy. Lu Yi followed with great concern, and his heart seemed to be asking about the HarmonyOS system.

Zhang said that he entered Cornus Mountain on the 9th and wrote five poems, of which 5,000 were in the mountain height. When you are drunk, you will meet the saints, and when you dream, you will find the immortals.

Zhao Dong and Zhang spend a lot of time drinking (a poem about). When spring comes for half a month, customs avoid leisure. If you don't drink wine from other places, you can't compare with Chushan.

In front of Lu Temple, laurel leaves and osmanthus trees were born in, separated by incense. What I saw in the sky today was a mid-month climb.

The sky on Shuqishan, Shiqiao and Caiyinshan is near, and the road on the ground is gradually far away. Who can see in the clouds and know how to cross the fairy bridge?

During Zhou Jun's trip to Linchuan Mountain, he met the snow in the castle peak and saw the sunset clouds in the castle peak. Yunshan has never been cut off, and Qiu Si goes on day by day.

Shen Rujun sent a message to Sima Daochang on the rooftop. The flowers on the riverside are gorgeous and the trees in the courtyard are brilliant. Baiyun Tiantai Mountain is invisible.

Wang said that Jiange Mountain would move, but the Pearl River would not flow. (Ode to Eight Arrays as a Gift)

Sun Yi said that wild smoke comes out of the stove and mountain flowers fall out of the mirror. (Lushan Mountain). See "poetic style")

Cui Weishui is in the west of the Dragon Pavilion, and the mountains are in the middle of autumn. I don't know why the weeping water flows west.

Wanggang birds are not poor, and even the mountains are full of autumn colors. Up and down the Huazigang, what a melancholy feeling.

Wang Lingying sings in the air, and the blue waves ripple. Stealing into the mountain road, the firewood people are unknown.

Wang Wang Wei Ji Chuan Chai Lu There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I hear a voice. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.

Wang Mulan and Chai Qiushan collected the remaining photos and chased the front couple with the birds. When the color is green, there is no place to give the evening haze.

The dogwood sunflower is firm, red and green, and it blooms like a flower. Stay in the mountains and buy this hibiscus cup.

The maharaja is pregnant with Mo Yin and Gong Huai, secluded and covered with moss. I answered the door but greeted it, fearing that a mountain monk would come.

Wang, playing the flute, bid farewell to her husband at dusk. Looking back on the lake, green hills roll with white clouds.

The hibiscus flowers in Wang Wu Mufen Mountain have red calyx. The mouth of a stream is silent, without a trace. They open and fall.

Wang Wei, Huang Fu, Yue Yunxi, the birds are singing in the brook, and people are idle, and the night is quiet and spring is empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

Wang Wei replied that Pei Di was caught in the rain, recalling a famous article, saying that the cold current in Vivi was wide and the autumn rain was gloomy. When you ask the question, you know beyond the white clouds.

Wang Weishan sent his brothers and sisters many mountain lovers who meditated for themselves. Looking from a distance through the wall, you should only see white clouds.

Wang Wei is a guest of Wei Mu 18th and Jun Qingyan, and * * * has a white heart. Don't go to Dongshan, the spring grass will be deep in the sun.

Wang Wei's farewell (one in the mountains, one among friends) Friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain, and I didn't close my hut door until it was dark. The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? .

Wang Wei's other business when he left Wang Chuan was postponed, and he was disappointed with pineapple. Don't go to Qingshan, it's like green water.

Wang Wei and Cui Jiu's younger brother want to go to Nanshan immediately, and they will meet again in a few days under the slogan of "breaking up with another corner of the city". There are osmanthus flowers in the mountains, so don't wait for flowers like graupel.

Wang Wei is a friend of mica barrier (fifteen years old). Your mica barrier sometimes drives to the wild court. There are mountain springs to enter, not because of painting.

Wang Wei's Cornus officinalis, Zhu Shi Mountain, blooms, and its fragrance is even colder. Fortunately, with osmanthus fragrans, the window faces the autumn moon.

Wang Wei cried Meng Haoran (when he was a counselor in a temple, he knew how to choose from the south and went to Xiangyang to have a job), so his old friend was invisible and the Han River flowed eastward. Excuse me, Xiangyang is old and Cai Zhou is empty.

Wang Wei wrote two poems about the white stone in the west of Beijing. It was cold and the red leaves were sparse. There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by.

Wang Jin's farewell to Wangchuan is still there, and the wind is cold. Yin Qin, like all sentient beings, is melancholy.

There are 20 songs in Wangchuan, Pei Di. The sunset in Huazigang is relaxing, and the grass is dew at home. Cloud light invades shoes, and mountain green clothes brush people's clothes.

There are 20 pieces of gold and Zhu Ling in Wangchuan, Pei Di, which are bright and clean, tall and straight, green and dense. Walking all the way through the mountain road, singing and looking at Lao Cen.

Pei Di Wangchuan collected 20 deer firewood. When they saw Hanshan Mountain every day, they became loners. I don't know anything about the deep forests, but there are traces of cockroaches.

There are 20 palace models in Wangchuan, Pei Di. Gong Huaimo in front of the door is the road to the lake. There are many Shan Yu in Qiu Lai, and no one sweeps the fallen leaves.

Pei Di Wangchuan collected 20 songs, which were located at the foot of Beishan Mountain and Nanshan Mountain, and the junction was near the lake. Every time I go to collect firewood, the boat comes out.

Twenty songs from Wangchuan, Pei Di, have been to Julie Pavilion and had a blind date with Taoism. There are no mountain birds in and out of the world.

When it rained on the edge of Pei Di, people recalled that Zhong Nanshan was full of empty songs because it provided accumulated rain to Wang Wei, and the smooth sand destroyed the floating colors. The edge of the water is long, where is Nanshan?

Pei Di Cui Jiu wants to bid farewell to Nanshan immediately (bid farewell to Wang Wei). Although you want to return to this labyrinthine mountain, oh, let them fill your heart and wonder! . Instead of learning from Wu Lingren described by Tao Yuanming, he stayed in the Peach Blossom Garden for a few days and then hurried out of the mountain.

Cui Xingzong left Wang Wei in the cool ditch of the horse chest. Although Qian Shan is prosperous, it is still melancholy to go alone.

Li Jie sent Wu Shu to Beijing and sent him a farewell message to bid farewell to this time. If you want to take Huangshan Road, there is no reason to look and think about it.

Princess Chu lives in Tian Quan Garden in the north of the mountain in Yu Zhen, Guangxi, and is the home of Phoenix Girl in Shanxi. Don't say Qinyuan is good, only Wuling flowers are hidden.

Lu Chang's topic is the thirteen spring reward altar of Wugong Zen Hall, and the home is like a servant of the Great Wall. Young people in Yun Ge should not know the predecessor of Nanshan Banknote Owner.

Liu Chang stayed in the north building of Shaanxi, and the second floor of Dr. Cui was full of mountains and rivers. Who can bear to lie in the wind in Ua? It's better to spend the autumn moon in Chengtou than to set an army in the state to ban the leakage of biography.

I arrived in Sizhou at night, and saw Sizhou on the moon in order to repay Cui's dedication to Xu Chenghong. It is said that Si Qing and Ya Sheng of Si Bin are in today's Xiejialou.

Lu Chang talked about the four elders of Shangshan Temple in Shangluo in Qin Dynasty. It is said that the mountain was empty. If there is no fairy eye, what can you see? It is always in the flower cave in front of the temple.

Lu Changdi is surrounded by green hills in Shaofu Garden alone, with clouds and grass. Peach blossoms bloom at the mouth of the cave every year, and I don't remember how many people I fell in love with.

Liu Gongquan inscribed the temple wall landscape painting with Zhu Shen, who was biased against the evening mist and wrote Qiuchi in the ink. Take a look at the western wall painting with you and never look south again.

Zhang Youbai Heshan, autumn goes to spring, Zhang Wenzhai is less dusty. Who is the original bamboo man to catch five horses to find the truth?

Zhang Yangfan went out of the mountain and rose to the sea from here to taste the current and fly over Bishantou. You look at the deep valley as the mausoleum, rummaging around the world and refusing to rest.

Gushan in the southeast of Zhangmianchi County is the place where Xie Gong once climbed. Now only the spirit pool and the moon are left, which is still Chanjuan's water room.

Zhang blows the colored smoke on Mount Tai, and the sunset clouds overlap the emerald screen. It should be said that Jiao Tong is comparable to Cai, and I don't know who Liu is.

In Li Shen, overlooking the Furong Lake in Wuxi, the water is vast and the mountains are far away, and the willows are lingering. The weather is sunny, there are no chickens and geese, and it is suspected that it is the first dream mirror lake in autumn.

Li Shen sees the Lotus Lake in Wuxi, where the clouds and shadows are uneven and the blue light is hidden behind the sun. Just like looking at the sea tree in the middle, Moon Lake is hidden by mountains.

However, Shen Li hopes that the old mountain of Furong Lake in Wuxi can recognize the smoke and mist, and the lake is covered with green caves. I'm glad to see Yunquan still disappointed, but I'm ashamed that I won't go back to the mountain.

After the festival, Yang occasionally threw away his bow and knife to build a platform with clouds on the terrace. Seeing that my clothes are narrow, the monk knows that I just came down from the battlefield.

Bao Rong gave him a Yang Lian Chai Yanyi embroidered with spring clouds and a small Qingyinshan seal script. The bright moon will control the phoenix in the sky and blow to Yu Chenjun at night.

Abalone dissolves, clothes door doesn't open, jade basket dust. Castle peak barren woman looks forward to the Millennium, and thunderstorm once knew whether she would come or not.

Pei Ji, the tolerant Taoist school, stabbed an actress in Wuzhou in the autumn dusk, and Jinhua was like Yingzhou. Keep your heart clean with fragrance and take a day trip with the gods.

Bao Rong Pai Xue Ying went to Kunji Qingluo for two years, and dreamed of Heyuzhi. Besides, there are guests upstairs in Furong, and Haimen Jiangyue is homesick.

On the inclusive autumn night, it should be difficult to see the rain all over the mountain, but you can't smell the sound of the stream. At midnight in Ziting, who will sweep the autumn clouds on the stone platform?

Bao Rong Pai invited a monk to visit the selected place on the rooftop. Two laymen are often ill, and the beloved empty king feels a little idle. The teacher asked where to send Zen, the lush Wozhou Mountain in eastern Zhejiang.

On the last day, Bao Rong sent a letter to Fan Kui and Fan Zongxian, and also presented it to Meng Zhongcheng, a simple story in the east Zhejiang world. The cloud in the mirror looks like a painting. Today, we will review the history of the king and let the guests in Lanting get drunk.

Treasure Rong Chang 'an Hostel Huaigu Mountain last night, cool as a dream, sleeping clouds call cranes ashamed. Violet Taoist priests are enviable and always idle.

Chen went to the west of his mother's grave for illness, and the sun on the top of the mountain was dim. At dusk, few birds stay alone. The forest was empty, but Ding Ning told me to go home early.

Yin visited the two mountains of Shannan Temple, but no one came all day, and bamboo diplomacy added a hundred birds to sing. It was raining lightly in the small building yesterday, and cherry blossoms were falling in the evening breeze.

Yinyou Shannan Temple, two songs pressed the yellow leaves of Yangshan Mountain, the sky was raining and the thunder was hidden. Don't be surprised how late you came. Lang Ling couldn't bear to listen to your farewell toast.

Yin worked hard for a thousand times on the pulley in the new well, which made him thirsty and wanted to kill someone. And * * * mountain elk drink the same stream, jade sand with shallow phosphorus.

Shen Yazhi Hou Xianting built a new fairy pavilion, built a stone altar, and carved beams into the clouds. The whistling apes in the north of the ridge listened with high pillows, and the rolling curtains in Xiangshan looked at them.

There are not many sisters and brothers in Shi Jianwu's ancient poems, and the whole family loves the youngest. Sometimes I fly around trees and mountains, and I can't wait to thrush.

Shi Jianwu recalled the spring of Siming Mountain, the stone spring of Audemars Piguet Mountain, which was deep and lost every night. I still remember when I was lying in the clouds, my ears were melodious.

"Shi Jian Wu" is quiet in the western hills, sung in many words, condensed into a spirit, and the jade pavilion is renewed. If you count the number of people who got the word in Xishan, there are even thirteen people who gave it.