What is Zheng Banqiao's poem?

Zheng Banqiao's poetry anthology "Niannujiao" Zheng Banqiao, one of the stone cities, suspended rock thousands of feet, borrowed European knives and axes and cut it into battlements. Thousands of miles of golden city stretches as far as the eye can see, and Hong Tao in Wan Li bursts. Wang Jun boarded the ship, and he pointed out that the wind was profitable. A torch is lit on the bow, and the chain is burned casually. This spring, I went to Qiu Lai, where I was caught in a misty rain. It is called the Six Dynasties to promote the abolition of things, and the Xiaoling Temple Pavilion is broken. The mountains are desolate, the rivers are running, and the tide is hitting the empty city. A few flutes sounded and reeds fluttered in the wind. Ou Daowu Axe Note: "The Story of Xu Yu in the Later Han Dynasty" "I would rather lie in the European Road to show my distance." Odau, the execution knife. Wu axe refers to WU GANG's axe for cutting osmanthus trees. Li Feng He Zengbo: According to the Biography of Wang Jinshu, when Jin Emperor arrived in Moling, he was ordered by Wang Hun to sail through Moling. Pointing to the sail, Jun said to Wang Hun's emissary, "Li Feng can't berth", so he took charge of Jinling to grab merit. Second, Zhou Yuzhai and Zhou Lang, when they were young, were big shots in Jiangdong. Eighty thousand troops flew torches, and the wind rolled the yellow leaves in front of the beach. The building collapsed, the flag was swept and the river was bleeding. In Xianyang in March, there is no such thing as fire. I miss him and mourn for him. I'll think about that song, and Tiger Account will talk about the rest. Gong Jin had a wonderful day, and the monarch said goodbye to his subjects. Wu and Shu are friends, Liu is boiling, and the old charm becomes a traitor. I still hate it. Qinhuai is suffocating every night. Gong Jin Fu Bo: The words of Zhou Yu and Sun Ce. Yan Liu: It refers to the court of Han Dynasty. Han merchants are fire-minded, so they are called inflammation. Old charm: refers to Cao Cao. Third, the red board of Taoyedu Bridge is low, the Qinhuai water is flowing, and the poplars are floating. Lead the spring breeze to accompany the dancing swallows and say goodbye with dew and sadness. Smoke is soft and pear blossoms, rain is cold and food is cold, and grass is in season. Draw a boat full of flutes and drums. After all, there are few peach leaves and peach roots in ancient and modern times, and the color art is called double unique? A wisp of HongLing leans to the left, and the boudoir is more or less buried. If Yi Guang and Zhu Luo die, who will be a philosopher? Song of Wang Lang, Yan said. Comments on management: Wei Kang gave Xue a gift, "How much a person knows is not as good as management", which is also another name for stone. Qingcheng: The Book of Songs. Elegant. Looking ahead, "philosophers become a city and women become a city." Fourth, the bank of the old pavilion was blown into willow by the west wind. Such as thread, such as silk, infinite hatred, the breeze is like smoke. Sail on the river, don't cry before respecting, and have affectionate friends in your eyes. Words are endless, and the sunset is sad. Try to be famous for half your life, and be careful in your spare time. Nine out of ten things are often lost. He dances in heavy makeup and is always tempted by his family. Immediately, I screamed and begged in the street, and everything went up in smoke. What is the joy of the generals? Being poor is better than being stubborn. Note: Torture people and make them feel sad. Huang Tingjian's Banquet Garden. Book Zhao Bochong's Scarf for Xiaoji and When the weather makes people feel weak. 5. The word ⊙ Mochou Lake Yuanyang ⊙ is a popular story, but is it true or not? How many heroic sons and daughters created a disaster. Golden lotus in the front hall, Yushu in the back court, both wind and rain. Liu Jia is happy, a song for a long time! In today's Ruyan Liu Lake, the lake clouds are like a dream, and the lake waves are thicker than wine. At the foot of the mountain, vines and sleeves are dancing in the green belt. Peach leaves are small, Mochow is small, and there is a loanword population. What is the sin of romance? No honor, no shame, no blame. Article 6 ⊙ The winding path in the long trunk is at the oblique angle of Spring City, in the shade of Populus davidiana. The ochre wall is paved with stones, and the door reflects the flowing water of Bixi. Drizzle, flute in the setting sun, peaches and plums all the way. The wind blows the fallen flowers, and the falling flowers wind blows again. It is also full of cars, every family is a swallow, and Jiang Jie has beautiful scenery. In April, cherry blossoms are all over the city, and snowflakes are Shaded Knives. Huaishui is clear in autumn, Zhongshan is dusk, and the old horse ploughs idle land. A mountain and a ditch, I will die here. Note: The maltose seller plays the flute. Reeling: that is, reeling tools. This word often appears in the poems of Jiangnan literati in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, but today's "Selected Works" and other books explain that "there are wheels to turn" are all closed eyes, so we should write more here. My brother checked the Tiangong Tu in the Ming and Song Dynasties (there was a hand-made map in it) and checked it with the predecessors who had seen it hand-made. The so-called "wheels" are actually two identical rectangular frames made of bamboo and wood, which can rotate around their same central axis perpendicular to the long sides. When reeling, put a dozen cocoons into a boiling water pot and stir them with bamboo slices. After the thread ends come out, open the two frames, connect the thread ends, and then rotate, and the silk will slowly wind around the short sides of the frames. When collecting the silk, close the frame and shorten the circumference around the frame, so that the silk can be taken down easily. If it is really a wheel, it will be much more troublesome to make silk. This passage has nothing to do with appreciating poetry, but when it comes to the old scenery of Jiangnan, the brothers are a little outspoken:-). Seventh, autumn in Taicheng is angry, stormy and bleak. The sunset crow went down the mountain and asked about the former site of Taicheng. Old vines hide snakes, flowers are cheap and blood is bad. Someone is herding horses and the city head is blowing. At the beginning, I sacrificed my face and only ate vegetables and fruits, abiding by Samoan laws. Why do you dig mice when you are hungry? Say it again, hehe. What's wrong with losing? Hard words, tears in the hero's chest. Note: In his later years, Liang Wudi was a Buddhist vegetarian, Hou Jingbing was in chaos, and there was no food in the palace. Emperor Wu couldn't ask for honey, so he was called "Lotus" and died. ↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓\8595; ↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓ 8 Only the green hills surround the old country, and the yellow-leaf westerly vegetable garden. Pick up the oak steps, fish in the palace marsh, and return at dusk. The copper bottle is 100 feet high, and there is a whine. Only a stone's throw from the river, Yu Wenhuaji is Han Qinhu. Rouge came out arm in arm at the bottom of the well and asked where Erxiaoniang was. In the Qing Dynasty, he sang the song "Crossing the River and Closing the Woman". How many emperors are there in the true colors of Ci field? Note: Yang Di built a mysterious building in Yangzhou to store the debauchery of beautiful women. Filial piety: the queen of Yang Di. According to unofficial history's records, Yang-ti once took away Lady Ai Fei Sha, and after killing the emperor, Yang-ti took revenge on Xiao. The ninth ⊙ high-rise temple, the twilight clouds fade away, the broken building is faint, and the clock lies in the courtyard. Outside the courtyard, there are thousands of green hills and shallow springs. Crows make loose corridors, mice turn over scrolls, and monks are far away. An empty beam is broken, and the nest does not belong to Yan. Pity the rise and fall of the six generations, give birth to public interests above all else, and never care about grievances. Plant bodhicitta halberd and enter the Sakyamuni wheel first. The history of Qing dynasty mocked the bomb, passed the lamp as a laughing stock, and did nothing but sit on the wall. Constant sand is boundless, and the number of man-made disasters is short. Gong Sheng Bao Zhi's Note: Gong Sheng, a monk in the Six Dynasties, is known as "Gong Sheng's words, a stubborn stone's nod". When Emperor Wu of Qi became a monk, Baozhi was a monk. Emperor Wu collected the money in prison and watched the parade in the city on the day of his death. Once he checked the school, he was still in prison. Tenth place filial piety is in the southeast, sweeping away old habits and sweeping mountains and rivers. Cooper is lying in the temple, and dragons come to stay every night. Weng Zhong's clothes, lion's horns, moss marks of static locks. As the sun sets, several people are studying on horseback. It is said that the world is impermanent, and the rain is coming, and the ghosts are crying and howling. I don't remember the founding day of that year, and the clay figurine of the Yuan Dynasty burst into tears. The eggshell is dry, and the world of pills and mud rolls like a candle. On the side of the old monk's mountain, he only took a ladle of boiling spring. The 11th Fang Jing Temple, next to Gankun, is a castle in the air erected by several generations in Hao Ying. The immortal dragon is immortal, and the seven orifices are drier than the heart. Bamboo sticks and linen, scarlet robes and white blades are simple, clumsy and hard. Confidence comes out, and I don't understand why. I also know Gao Kui from Miracle, Yi San from Hongdian and Shen Fu from Yue Wei. He collapsed from the beginning, and the topic was different. Ten pieces of furniture, ten thousand pieces of skin, and the soul is broken. The world's rats, how to make up the tiger! Note: The "three" here refers to the old minister of the Western Zhou Dynasty who was born in China. Yueshen Fu: The Book of Songs. Elegant. , "Descending God, Giving birth to Fu and Shen" Its twelfth ⊙ Hong Guang Hong Guang was founded, and it was the Golden Lotus and Yushu, and later it became a fanatic. There is no limit to the suffering of plants, mountains and rivers, only to choose colors. Swallows write notes, spring lanterns tell mysteries, and nights are short and days are narrow. Haiyun paid separately, even the red sun stopped. It was also the reign of Maruan, the town of Gao Liu, and the dog bag towel. It's still annoying to sell it all, and I have to go to the southeast half. Who can escape the rise and fall of a country and the success or failure of others? Taiping Longwan, this Cao Jiu has been born. Note: Hong Guang: the year number of Nanming Axe King. It should be changed for the taboo of "Hong Guang" and "Ganlong" (Emperor Li Hong). Ma Ruan and Gao Liu: "Ma Ruan" refers to eunuchs Ma Shiying and Ruan Dacheng. In Axe King, Huaiyang is divided into four towns, with Alex Gao, Liu Zeqing, Huang Degong and Liu Liangzuo in charge. Kong's Peach Blossom Fan tells the world how these people wrongly betrayed the motherland and defected to the enemy. Longwan: Qin Long, year number Ming Muzong; Wanli, Ming Shenzong year number. Thousands of feet, a hanging rock in Shicheng, was cut into battlements with European knives and axes. Thousands of miles of golden city stretches as far as the eye can see, and Hong Tao in Wan Li bursts. Wang Junlou's boat pointed out in one breath that the wind was profitable. A torch is lit on the bow, and the chain is burned casually. This spring, I went to Qiu Lai, where I was caught in a misty rain. It is called the Six Dynasties to promote the abolition of things, and the Xiaoling Temple Pavilion is broken. The mountains are desolate, the rivers are running, and the tide is hitting the empty city. A few flutes sounded and reeds fluttered in the wind. Zhou Yuzhai, a native of Zhou Lang, was a big shot in Jiangdong when he was young. Eighty thousand troops flew torches, and the wind rolled the yellow leaves in front of the beach. The building collapsed, the flag was swept and the river was bleeding. In Xianyang in March, there is no such thing as fire. I miss him and mourn for him. I'll think about that song, and Tiger Account will talk about the rest. Gong Jin had a wonderful day, and the monarch said goodbye to his subjects. Wu and Shu are friends, Liu is boiling, and the old charm becomes a traitor. I still hate it. Qinhuai is suffocating every night. The red board of Taoyedu Bridge is low, the water in Qinhuai is long, and the poplar floats. Lead the spring breeze to accompany the dancing swallows and say goodbye with dew and sadness. Smoke is soft and pear blossoms, rain is cold and food is cold, and grass is in season. Draw a boat full of flutes and drums. After all, there are few peach leaves and peach roots in ancient and modern times, and the color art is called double unique? A wisp of HongLing leans to the left, and the boudoir is more or less buried. If you create an illusion, you will die. Who will be a philosopher? Song of Wang Lang, Yan said. The bank of the old pavilion was turned into willow by the west wind. Such as thread, such as silk, infinite hatred, the breeze is like smoke. Sail on the river, don't cry before respecting, and have affectionate friends in your eyes. Words are endless, and the sunset is sad. Try to be famous for half your life, and be careful in your spare time. Nine out of ten things are often lost. He dances in heavy makeup and is always tempted by his family. The horse whined and begged in the street, but all this went up in smoke What is the joy of the generals? Being poor is better than being stubborn. The word "Mochou Lake Yuanyang" is a popular story, but is it true or not? How many heroic sons and daughters created a disaster. Golden lotus in the front hall, Yushu in the back court, and the wind and rain make the disabled. Liu Jia is happy, a song for a long time! In today's Ruyan Liu Lake, the lake clouds are like a dream, and the lake waves are thicker than wine. At the foot of the mountain, vines and sleeves are dancing in the green belt. Peach leaves are small, Mochow is small, and there is a loanword population. What is the sin of romance? No honor, no shame, no blame. The long trunk lane twists and turns, and on the oblique corner of the spring city, the poplars are hidden. The ochre wall is paved with stones, and the door reflects the flowing water of Bixi. Drizzle, flute in the setting sun, peaches and plums all the way. The wind blows the fallen flowers, and the falling flowers wind blows again. It is also full of cars, every family is a swallow, and Jiang Jie has beautiful scenery. In April, cherry blossoms are all over the city, and snowflakes are Shaded Knives. Huaishui is clear in autumn, Zhongshan is dusk, and the old horse ploughs idle land. A mountain and a ditch, I will die here. Autumn in Taicheng is full of life, not a storm, but a bleak one. The sunset crow went down the mountain and asked about the former site of Taicheng. Old vines hide snakes, flowers are cheap and blood is bad. Someone is herding horses and the city head is blowing. At the beginning, I sacrificed my face and only ate vegetables and fruits, abiding by Samoan laws. Why do you dig mice when you are hungry? Say it again, hehe. What's wrong with losing? Hard words, tears in the hero's chest. Rouge well turns, where does the prosperous old dream turn? Only the green hills surround the old country, and the yellow-leaf westerly vegetable garden. Pick up the oak steps, fish in the palace marsh, and return at dusk. The copper bottle is 100 feet high, and there is a whine. Only a stone's throw from the river, Yu Wenhuaji is Han Qinhu. Rouge came out arm in arm at the bottom of the well and asked where Erxiaoniang was. In the Qing Dynasty, he sang the song "Crossing the River and Closing the Woman". How many emperors are there in the true colors of Ci field? At dusk, the high temple vaguely looked at the broken building and lay in the courtyard. Outside the courtyard, there are thousands of green hills and shallow springs. Crows make loose corridors, mice turn over scrolls, and monks are far away. An empty beam is broken, and the nest does not belong to Yan. Pity the rise and fall of the six generations, give birth to public interests above all else, and never care about grievances. Plant bodhicitta halberd and enter the Sakyamuni wheel first. The history of Qing dynasty ridiculed the bomb, passed the lamp as a laughing stock, and made a fence-riding faction for nothing. Constant sand is boundless, and the number of man-made disasters is short. The southeast of Xiaoling is king, sweeping away old habits and purifying the country. Cooper is lying in the temple, and dragons come to stay every night. Weng Zhong wears a lion's head on his clothes, and the static lock is covered with green moss. As the sun sets, several people are studying on horseback. It is said that the world is impermanent, and the rain is coming, and the ghosts are crying and howling. I don't remember the founding day of that year, and the clay figurine of the Yuan Dynasty burst into tears. The eggshell is dry, and the world of pills and mud rolls like a candle. On the side of the old monk's mountain, he only took a ladle of boiling spring. Mr. Fang Jing's temple is on Kun Kun's side, with generations of Hao Ying supporting him in the air. The immortal dragon is immortal, and the seven orifices are drier than the heart. Bamboo stick linen, scarlet robe with white blade, plain and hard. Confidence comes out, and I don't understand why. I also know Gao Kui from Miracle, Yi San from Hongdian and Shen Fu from Yue Wei. He collapsed from the beginning, and the topic was different. Ten pieces of furniture, ten thousand pieces of skin, and the soul is broken. The world's rats, how to make up the tiger! Hong Guang Hong Guang founded this country as a golden lotus and a Yushu, and later became a fanatic. There is no limit to the suffering of plants, mountains and rivers, only to choose colors. Swallows write notes, spring lanterns tell mysteries, and nights are short and days are narrow. Haiyun paid separately, even the red sun stopped. It was also the reign of Maruan, the town of Gao Liu, and the dog bag towel. It's still annoying to sell it all, and I have to go to the southeast half. Who can escape the rise and fall of state affairs and the success or failure of others? Taiping Longwan, this Cao Jiu has been born.