Famous Poems and Sentences of Puding Ancient Poetry in Anshun, Guizhou

1. On behalf of Guizhou's poem "Go to Guizhou" Song Zhao Simi

Cross the long pavilion to the short pavilion and arrive in Guizhou city in ten days.

The river turns from the egret, and the clouds are born in the green hills.

Every housework is wasted by official business, and poetry is more successful than others.

Agriculture and mulberry have no honor or disgrace, but only regret short things.

Song Zengfeng, Title of Nanshan Rock in Guizhou

The poor man and Han Qi, in the depths of his embarrassment, are attractive.

Living in a room will be like a fairy jade ladder.

Clouds go around the sun and the moon, and smoke roses hang rainbows.

After I came to Geweng, I picked up the remaining fine questions.

Shen in Qian Zayong

You can do carving by rolling a bun, and you can learn horseshoes by wearing shoes.

Qing Xiao Qiao explored the tiger's den and led the urn down the ape ladder at dusk.

Write a poem about the magnificent mountains and rivers in Guizhou.

The poor man and Han Qi, in the depths of his embarrassment, are attractive.

Living in a room will be like a fairy jade ladder.

Clouds go around the sun and the moon, and smoke roses hang rainbows.

After I came to Geweng, I picked up the remaining fine questions.

When I first arrived in Guizhou, Luo Qing went first.

On the pond, the sound of pheasants comes from the ridge. The mountains in Guizhou are divided into Cuishan and Chushan.

The horse's head is upside down, and the tiger falls obliquely through the clouds.

Nine whistle smoke prime minister base, five streams copper column Fu Bo army.

A husband shouldn't take a gold seal and be ashamed to lie in the past.

Hotels in Guizhou province are clear and rigorous.

Wanli dynasty rested his shoulders, and he sat alone in a daze.

I just bid farewell to Sanxiang Road in Shui Yi, counting the mountains and Maydays.

Casual on the way to the book, poetry is twice as lingering as the guest.

Baiyun had expected that turning to hate was the spring of homing and staying here.

3. 100 Summary of ancient poems and famous sentences in junior middle school. 1. Scenery: Until the bank at low tide widens, there is no wind to stir my lonely sail.

The bright moon surprises the magpie, the breeze chirps in the middle of the night, and the rice fragrance says that there is a good harvest. Listen to the frogs. Night now succumbs to the ocean of sunshine, my road twists and turns, through a sheltered valley, the old year melts in fresh, branches and flowers, until a Buddhist retreat is lonely in the desert, and the long river sets the yen. The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown.

Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed. Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds in an attempt to tear down the city wall; Our army was ready, and the sun shone on the armor, glittering with gold.

Old vines and faint crows, small bridges and flowing water. 2. Lyric category: A. Homesickness category: I can finally send my messenger, but I look to my hometown. The dusk is getting dark, the geese are returning to Luoyang, and there is a sad mist on the river waves.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.

B, pregnant with people (relatives, lovers, friends): Time was long before I met her, but it was even longer after we parted. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.

Between water and water, there are no words. It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang.

Helpless, let the flowers fall, as if I had met Yan's return, and Xiaoyuan Xiangjing wandered alone. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

C. Encouragement: However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.

D, expressing lofty sentiments and ambitions, ideals and ambitions can not be realized: who said that life is not too small? The water in front of the door can still flow west, so don't sing yellow chicken with white hair. I will make my strength as full as the full moon, full as the full moon, heading northwest and shooting at the team in West Xia Jun.

The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles; The martyrs were full of courage in their later years. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.

I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain. I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan didn't return to his home, and frost grew all over the place. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.

E. Nostalgia hurts the present: the east wind is inconvenient for Zhou Lang, and the second bridge of Chuntong Quesuo. The wounded girl doesn't know the national subjugation and hate, but she still sings backyard flowers across the river.

Sad Qin and Han dynasties, the palace is a paradise. Xing, the people suffer; Death makes people suffer.

Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.

F. Patriotism: Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, and the vegetation is spring. I lay sprawled in my lonely country, not feeling sad about my situation, but thinking about defending the frontier of the country.

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. Unfortunately, the king did nothing in the world and became famous after his death.

Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.

G, show dedication: falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and tears will dry up when candles burn.

3. Philosophy: Qian Fan by the shipwreck, Wan Muchun in front of the sick tree. There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.

People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. As written in a China poem, we are not afraid of dark clouds covering our sight, because we are already on the top of the mountain.

(? ) 4. Write mountain poems specially (1): Wan Li goes to Rongji, and the mountains are flying. The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain.

This will be very important, other mountains are short under the sky .. under the hedge of picking chrysanthemums, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

(2) Water Poetry: Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, which is a duck prophet in spring water heating. The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.

A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant.

(3) Poems on the Moon: The bright moon was born (rose) at sea, and the horizon was * * *. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The moon is full of birds, and the deep stream sounds. (4) Poems about birds: A few early warblers compete to warm the trees, whose new swallow pecks at the spring mud. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ..

The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.

When I think about something in the breeze, I will look at the sky and clouds. Guan Heming's osprey, accompanied by the small continent of the river.

(5) Write a poem about a tree: there are many flowers in the tree. Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.

(6) Poems about flowers: Flowers are getting more and more attractive, but shallow grass can be without horseshoes. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. The next day, the leaves are infinitely blue and the lotus flowers are of different colors.

Love lotus alone, dirt-free, clear but not demon. Straight outside, not crawling, clear fragrance, graceful. (7) Poems about leaves (8) Poems about natural phenomena (rain, snow, wind) The rain in Sky Street is crisp, but the grass color is close at a distance.

The buds just growing at the foot of the mountain are soaked in the stream, and the sand road between the pine trees is washed away by the rain. In the evening, the rain began to trickle down, and cuckoo calls came from the pine forest. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.

A boat on the river, a fisherman in his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year.

The mountains in May are still full of snow, only cold, and the grass can't see the grass. (9) Reflect people's life a, reflect people's sufferings, and show that the author is concerned about the country and the people.

I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.

There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, which greatly protect all the smiles of the poor in the world, and the wind and rain are as quiet as mountains. Oh! Suddenly I saw the house in front of me, and it was enough for me to freeze to death alone.

B, reflecting the frontier fortress, the military life is 800 miles to the Lord, 50 lines to cross the Great Wall, and autumn soldiers on the battlefield. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!

C, Huang Mao, who shows the simple folk customs and the happiness of the people, and the farmer's wine and wine with a happy smile, raised enough chickens and dolphins in good years. Political style, harmony, nothing works. There is a famous saying in ancient China: The meaning of drunkenness is not in wine, but also between mountains and rivers.

If you get this word, you will get more help, but if you lose it, you will get less help. Don't rejoice in things, don't grieve for yourself.

Worry about the world first, and enjoy it later. In the Analects of Confucius, the eight male rabbits are confused with their feet and the female rabbits are blurred with their eyes; When two rabbits walk side by side, can I tell if I am a male or a female? The mountain is not high, and the fairy is famous.

The water is not deep, and the dragon is the spirit. I am a humble room, but I am virtuous.

The moss on the stage is green, and the curtain grass is green. The mountain is high and the moon is small, and the truth comes out.

The breeze blows gently and the water can't reach the surface. If the industry is not refined, the morality is not successful, and the nature is not inferior, then the heart is not specialized. Is it too much for others? If you have money, you will never forget each other.

Ha ha! Swallows know the ambition of swans! The prince would rather have seeds! Suddenly I met the peach blossom forest and grabbed the shore for hundreds of steps. There are no miscellaneous trees in it, and the grass is delicious and colorful. The land is flat and spacious, so is the house. There are fertile fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry trees and bamboo.

The traffic in the building is so busy that chickens and dogs hear each other. Some men and women dressed like strangers.

4. About famous ancient poems, Liangzhou (Tang) poems, wine luminous cups, and urge them immediately if you want to drink pipa.

Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, there have been several wars in ancient times. Gu Congjun and Li Jie went up the mountain by day, raised their torches and looked up to the sky, and Huangmu drank horses at the boundary river.

The dark wind blew bursts of sounds, like the pipa of a princess in the Han Dynasty, full of hidden grievances. Camp in Wan Li without battlements until the thick sky joins the vast desert in the snow.

The sorrowful Hu Yanyan flew through the air, and HUS soldiers were all in tears. It is said that Yumenguan has blocked the road, so the soldiers can only follow the general around.

Every year we bury our bones in the desert and watch Pu Tao enter the Han family. From the army to the Wang Changling Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, the lonely city looks at Yumenguan.

Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned. Guan Shanyue Li Bai Mingyue rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds.

The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.

This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive. The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.

The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away. Li Bai's snow in Tianshan Mountain in May is inserted in six songs, and there are no flowers but cold.

Spring can only be imagined in the flute "Folding Willow", but it has never been seen in reality. The soldiers fought the enemy in the golden drum during the day and slept in the saddle at night.

I hope that the sword hanging around my waist can quickly pacify the border and serve my country. Looking at the ancestor of Jimen chanting Yantai, the guests were frightened, and the drums were loud, and the Han people would camp.

Snow covered the cold, cold brightness, and the frontier light shone on the flag. The fire on the battlefield, Hu Yue's mountains and clouds stand on the sea like the Great Wall.

Although young people don't like joining the army, I want to learn to volunteer for academic fame. Nine before going out (choose one). Du Fu takes bows as strength and arrows as length.

Shooters should shoot horses, and leaders should catch their leaders. There is a limit to killing people, and all countries have national boundaries.

As long as we can stop the enemy's invasion, is it possible to fight and kill more people? Early Autumn in Juncheng Yan Wu entered the Han Pass in autumn wind last night, and the moon was full of Xishan at the edge of the new moon.

Repeatedly ordered brave soldiers to chase the enemy and not let a horse escape from the battlefield. One night, I heard the flute on the wall of Shouxiang, and Li Yi returned to Yue Feng as sand as snow, and the moon outside the city as frost.

I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night. Lu Lun's second chapter (2) The forest was dark and the wind was blowing, so the general tried to shoot at night.

Dawn went to look for the arrow, which had gone deep into the edge of the stone. That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night.

I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives. People complain about Mr. Liu, the Jin River is restored, and Ma Ce's knife is around the DPRK.

In the late spring when it snows heavily, the Great Wall, a journey across the Yellow River and around Montenegro. Li He, the satrap of Yanmen, crushed the city with dark clouds, and the light spread to the sun.

In autumn, the horn sounded all over the sky, and the rouge stopped the night purple. The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy.

I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death. Chen Tao vowed to sweep the Xiongnu in Longxi, and 5,000 sable brocade mourned Chen Hu.

Poor bones by the river, I am still a dream girl. Cao Songze's country entered the war territory at the age of 20, and the people have no plans for happiness.

Please don't mention anything about Hou Feng, how many lives will be sacrificed for a person's success! Appreciation of Frontier Poems * On "Meeting the Messenger of the Capital" Author: Cen Can's hometown travels thousands of miles eastward, and the dragon bell with double sleeves cries.

I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe. It is human nature to meet an emissary on his way back to Beijing and ask him to take a message to his family, and not to think about him. But through the expression of the poet, it deepened, and the end of the sentence made people feel as if it contained countless sorrows.

* Longxi Author: Chen Tao swears to sweep the Huns regardless of their health, and 5,000 minks mourn Chen Hu. Poor bones by the river, I am still a dream girl.

A brief analysis of this poem is an indictment of the misfortune brought by the war, and everyone feels sad after reading it! * On the tower of Youzhou Author: Where was the past before me? Chen Ziang, where is the next generation behind me? . Only the boundless universe, boundless, can't stop the tears full of sadness.

Note: Youzhoutai, also known as Yantai, is a Huang Jintai built by Yan Zhaowang to attract talents, so it is located in Daxing County, Beijing. In the first year of Long Live Wu Zetian (696), Qidan Li Zhongxin rebelled, and Wu Zetian ordered Wang You to lead an army crusade and went to the Northeast as an army staff officer.

Wu Youyi doesn't know anything about military affairs. Chen Ziang's protest was not only rejected, but condemned, so he went to Youzhou Taiwan to express his dissatisfaction. The whole poem is broad-minded, generous and sad, sometimes sad, sad about the past and present, and not artificial. Its conception, momentum, thoughts and feelings have been aroused by people for thousands of years.

* Guan Shanyue Author: Li Bai Mingyue hangs high in the sky and mountains, and the sea of clouds is boundless. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.

The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

Note: Guan Shanyue: The title of Yuefu's Song of Cross Blowing was adjusted. Deng Bai: Today there is a Deng Bai in the east of Datong.

Liu Bang, the Emperor Gaozu, led an army to fight against the Huns and was trapped for seven days. This poem briefly describes the scenery of the frontier fortress, the experience of the garrison soldiers, the pain of turning to the garrison soldiers and the homesickness of women.

The description at the beginning is for rendering, paving the way for the back, and the focus is on the feelings caused by the moon. * On listening to the flute at night while guarding the township wall Author: The sand was as snow before Yi Lee returned to Yuefeng, and the moon outside the city was as frost.

I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night. Note surrender city: In the twenty years of Zhenguan, Emperor Taizong personally accepted the surrender of a Turkic Ministry in Lingzhou, hence the name "surrender city".

However, there are different opinions about the location of this poem. Le Hui: County name, so the address is in the southwest of Lingwu County, Ningxia Hui Autonomous Region.

Lehuifeng: A mountain near Le Hui County. A brief analysis of this seven-line poem is a famous sentence that has been recited all the time.

Frost moon, reed flute and homesickness constitute a touching picture of homesickness. * Out of the Fortress Author: Wang Changling Pass, Long March people did not return.

If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan. Going out of the castle: an old topic of Yuefu's cross-cutting songs.

Longcheng: The Song version of Wang Anshi's Selected Poems of Tang Dynasty is about Lucheng. Longcheng, namely Lulongcheng.

Dragon City Flying General: refers to Li Guang, a famous Western Han Dynasty soldier. According to Li Hanguang's Biography, Li Guang was the right satrap of Beiping, and he was brave and good at fighting. The Huns called him "the flying general of Han Dynasty". In the Tang Dynasty, Right Beiping was changed to Pingzhou, ruling Lulong, namely lulong county, Hebei Province.

Yinshan: It starts from Hetao in the west, reaches Xiaoxing 'anling in the east, and crosses Inner Mongolia Autonomous Region. The Han Dynasty was a natural barrier to the north. This paper briefly analyzes the poet's typical environment of seizing the moon to take photos of the fortress. From the border war between Qin and Han Dynasties to the Tang Dynasty, he expressed his dissatisfaction with the court's failure to settle the border incident by remembering the famous soldiers in history.

The whole poem is sonorous in rhyme and momentum. * Liangzhou Qu Author: Wine luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately.

Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, there have been several wars in ancient times. This poem briefly analyzes the cruelty of the expedition, but also shows the optimistic and broad-minded spirit of inviting people to die, which makes people feel tragic, painful and self-deprecating. * Liangzhou Ci Author: Wang Zhihuan Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and it is a lonely mountain.

Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! Remember Liangzhou Ci again.

5. What poems praise "Guizhou landscape"? 1. "Set the storm, the second highest, left Tibet, make the monarch cloud" Song: Huang Tingjian.

In Wan Li, there is a leak in Guizhou, and the house is like a boat all day. It is also the day of Chongyang, drunk, in front of the Shuhe River outside the gate of hell.

Don't laugh, the old man is still angry. Look, how many people are there in Huang Ju? Chasing two thanks in the south of the circus, shooting at a gallop, romance is still patting the shoulders of the ancients.

2. "Sending Stones to Qiannan" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Can write and drink old Xiao Lang, like a cloud. Poetry is a profession,

Home forgets wine as hometown. Jiang became a word from the beginning of Ba Xia, and the ape was heartbroken after crossing Wuyang.

If you're not drunk, you're already, and the surrounding mountains are gray.

3. "Send to Ma Changshi in Guizhou" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

It's expensive to read two letters. It doesn't matter who likes a drink.

Unfortunately, customs and hardships have been thrown in Guizhou for five years.

4. "Judge of the same hospital in Guizhou" Tang Dynasty: Li Pin

We have been doing the same thing all our lives, but we met late by chance. After putting on their blue robes, they never returned to white society.

The river flows into the territory, and the government manages foreigners. Sundae have nothing to do. They write poems from the public.

5. "Sending fifteen judges to help return to the middle of Guizhou (gaining enlightenment)" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Everyone went eastward and returned one by one, and the wind gave birth to bamboo sails. Green bamboo shoots greet the boat,

Every day, the fish in the river will come in. Parting is hard, and time is hard to help.

There shouldn't be many messengers of Qianyang, and it's not surprising to persuade glasses frequently.

6. The collection of famous ancient poems and sentences swims back from it, just like the book of songs in the middle of the water, the wind is rustling and the water is cold, and the strong men are gone forever.

The book of songs was changed only because the vegetation was scattered, fearing that the beauty would come late. Qu Yuan left Sao for a long time to hide his tears and mourn the people's livelihood.

Qu Yuan had a long way to go from Lisao to Xiu Yuan, so I went up and down. Qu Yuan's bamboo pole is curled and the fish's tail is twisted.

Zhuo Wenjun Baitouting River is clear and shallow, which is quite different. Between water and water, there are no words.

Nineteen ancient poems, Cowherd Star, young people don't work hard, the boss is sad. Han Yuefu's long songs know the wind through drought, and the sea knows the cold.

Drinking horses in the Great Wall Cave in Han Yuefu is a song about wine. What is life geometry? For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan. Du Kang is the only one who can solve the problem.

There are few stars in the moon, and they go around the tree three times. What branches can you rely on? The mountain is not high and the sea is not deep. Cao Cao sang short songs about the sun, the moon and the moon. Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.

Cao Cao watched the sea and squatted, aiming at thousands of miles; The martyrs were full of courage in their later years. Although Cao lived in the bleak autumn wind, the vegetation shook the frost.

The bright moon shines on my bed, and it's still early for the stars to flow west. Cao Pi's short ballad line is that the tree is high and hates the platform, facing Rizhao Beilin.

Cao Zhi's miscellaneous poems, one of which raised his hand and took off the ape, were scattered all over the house. Forget the national disaster at the risk of life, and suddenly feel life and death.

Cao Zhi's white horse is not in the palm of his hand. Why make more friends? Cao Zhi, Noda, oriole, the bright moon shines on tall buildings, and the time is falling. Cao Zhi's seven mourning poems are full of mountains and mountains and Wan Li.

Zuo Si's chanting of history is getting better and better, and he loves autumn mountains. Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.

Dogs bark in deep alleys, and mulberry trees crow. The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village.

Tao Yuanming went back to his hometown to live under the hedge of picking chrysanthemums and saw Nanshan leisurely. Tao Yuanming drinks spring grass in the pond and sings birds in the garden.

Xie Lingyun went upstairs to the pool, and Jiangnan had nothing to do. Let's have a chat and give a plum blossom. Lu Kai gave Ye Fan's poems to Jingwei, whose wood will fill the sea.

Tao Yuanming read The Classic of Mountains and Seas, which made Yu Xia disperse into Qi and made Chengjiang quiet as a spiritual practitioner. Xie Tiao went to Wangshan, Wangjing and Sanshan. The forest was quiet, and Tonamiyama was even more quiet.

When Wang Ji entered Ruoyexi, he couldn't leave home. He picked up Huayang's tears. In spring, I will go to Shuang Yanzi, Qiu Lai, hoping to bring Huayang into the Bird's Nest.

Hu Taihou Yang Baihua gray field, the wind and grass see cattle and sheep. The north-south folk songs hang cobwebs, and the empty beams fall into the mud.

Not because of the autumn wind, the salt in the past was high and far away. Yu Shinan sang his cicada song, and walked through the fog heavily, and his pure voice was drowned in the wind world.

Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? . Wang Luobin is a political prisoner who listens to cicadas. However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor.

Wang Bo sent Du Shaofu back as the eldest brother of Shao Xiaoji's family in Zhou Shu, and the local accent did not change. I don't know who planted the thin leaf when Zhang returned to China. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

He Zhang Liu Yongchun river tide even the sea level, the sea bright moon tide. Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.

Starry night idle pool dream falls, poor spring does not return. In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.

I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees. Where does Zhang Chunjiang spend the moonlit night? What is in front of me is the lost years? Behind me, where are the future generations? .

It's a long road in Xiu Yuan, and I'm alone, with tears streaming down my face. Chen Ziang on the Youzhou Tower, the moon is bright at this time, and heaven remains our neighbourhood.

Zhang Jiuling longs for the moon, but you can broaden your horizons by walking up a flight of stairs for 300 miles. Wang Zhihuan boarded the Yellow Crane Tower Qiangdi, so why blame Liu? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.

Wang Zhihuan and Liangzhou Ci people fog from Yungu and Menggu, has been besieged Yueyang City. When Meng Haoran was in Dongting, the bright moon was in the sky, the Han Dynasty closed its doors and the Long March did not return.

Wang Changling went to Luoyang to ask relatives and friends, and a piece of Bing Xin was in the jade pot. Wang Changling filled the wine with a new sword luminous cup when he left the Furong Inn. If you want to drink pipa, please hurry up.

William Wang Liangzhou Ci advised you to drink more wine, and the sun shone in the west for no reason. Wang Wei sent Yuan Ershi to Anxi Desert, where the smoke went straight to the river and sank to the sunset garden.

The envoys sent by Wang Wei made every tree in Hanyang clear as water, while Nautilus Island was a nest of herbs. Cui Hao Yellow Crane Tower, looking up, I found that it was moonlight, and when it sank back again, I suddenly thought of home.

Li Bai's Thinking of Peach Blossom Pond on a Quiet Night is more profound than Wang Lun's. Li Bai gave Wang a green bamboo hat and a green hemp fiber, which was breezy and didn't need to be returned.

Zhang Yuge's sunrise is like fire, and the riverside is as green as blue. In the month, Zhongshan Temple listens to Guizi, and the county pavilion watches the tide on the pillow.

Bai Juyi remembers three buttonwood trees in the south of the Yangtze River. It rains in the middle of the night, and the feeling of never leaving is more bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.

The text is more leaking, the spring water is brighter than the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain. The women selling wine in Jiangnan restaurant are all very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow.

Wei Zhuang Bodhisattva Man Luoyang has a good spring, and Luoyang talents are always in other places. Peach blossoms spring water, bathing in the water.

The deep courtyard of Wei Zhuang Bodhisattva is closed, and the small courtyard is empty, which smells like falling flowers. Wei Zhuang is leaking rain, the curtain is raining, and the flowers are scattered.

Bodhisattva Li Xun was unaware of the personnel changes under the misty moon, and still shone in the deep palace at midnight. Wild pool lotus. Yeah.

Under the national subjugation, the dew is clear and the tears are fragrant. In Linjiang County, Lu Qian, the drizzly dream is that the chicken is far away and the small building blows through the cold.

Excavate broke the small building of Huanxisha last night, and the east wind blew again, so the country could not bear to look back to the middle of the next month. Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.

Li Yu's corn poppy seems to swim to the garden in the old days, with cars flowing like water in Ma Rulong and flowers and moons in the spring breeze. Li Yu sees the flowers in the forest in the south of the Yangtze River, Xie Chunhua. He was in a hurry, but he had no choice but to come to the wind after the cold rain.

Li Yu is very glad to meet you. The cool color is in the distance, and a boat is moored in the depths of Luhua. The flute is in the Moon Building.

Li Yu saw that Jiangnan was twenty or forty years old, and the country was three thousand miles away. Li Yu stepped out of the queue and went to the west wing alone without words, and the moon was like a hook.

Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.

Li Yu, meet each other with flowers and branches, be affectionate, learn from the snow and turn with the wind. Yan Feng has set foot on the independence bridge, full of wind. After Lin Ping Xin Yue came back, Yan Feng had set foot on the wrinkled pool of spring water.

Nothing was done. The believers in the pool folded the apricot flowers and crushed them gently on the path among the flowers. Yan Feng visited the Golden Gate Bridge, watched Zheng Hongfei stroll and thought about drifting away with the flowing water.

Sun Guangxian Huan Xisha, the sky is green and the leaves are yellow. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky.

The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water. The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside.

Where did Fan Zhongan wake up after drinking tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning breeze and the waning moon. Liu Yonglin Yuling's belt gradually widened, and he did not regret it, which made people haggard.

Liu Yong lives in the west.