A beautiful poem about a stream

Partridges in the sky, autumn geese flying in the stream.

The stream is full of autumn geese flying around. Lotus breeze refined carp fat. Grandma smiled and knew what was going on. Huai Ju Lang Jun came home dressed. The sky, the moon and autumn. Cold shadow painting don. Yue Bai people grow up healthily in front of the main hall, and their temples are as green as ever.

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[Song]

Ouyang Xiu

Fisherman's pride, the stream in front of the door has risen recently.

The stream in front of the door has risen recently. Langchuan secretly visited each other several times. The boat is too small to open a red bucket account. There is no direction. The shadow of acacia is empty and melancholy. May my body be red. Born in Qiujiang every year. I hope lang will be the flower bottom. There are no obstacles. Back and forth with the wind and rain.

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[Song]

Xin Qiji

Bodhisattva Man painted a building with a shadow dipped in Qingxi water.

Painted floor shadow dipped in Qingxi water. The song resounded through the sky. The curtain is cool. Low reflection window of green poplar. I made a mistake in the song. Try Zhou Lang Valley. A drunken guest died. The spring breeze is big and small.

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[yuan]

Wang Zhe

Mount Moshan rising in the water

Get up in the water and walk around each other. When the whirling wind blows, it will be born and die, and it will no longer exist. Sudden death and sudden gathering, no one knows the speed, such as floating world, not strong, fame and fortune can not last long. Gentlemen, if you wake up early, don't be fascinated by Hua San. Nourishing qi and nourishing the spirit is more beautiful. Take photos in a daze, protect the elixir, add real jade, shine brilliantly, and live a long and happy life forever.