The poem at the beginning of Ke is beautiful.

"When I first entered Qinchuan Road, I met cold food" Li Longji.

The fragrant trees in Luoyang reflect Tianjin, and the shore is weeping for the new soil.

I don't know how to waste my time in Beijing and spring.

Last year, Yu Run, this spring came early, and flowers and plants were in full bloom in the early morning and the breeze.

Cold food is poor and clear, but brilliant on Chang 'an Road.

Ever since Guan Ju entered Qinchuan, there has been an argument about who doesn't whip.

On the way to Cuju, the beauty immediately abandoned the swing.

The Weishui Long Bridge will pass today, and the green trees will gradually see Xinfeng trees.

Looking from a distance, I saw the jackals soaring into the sky, and it was expected that there was smog in Tangchi.

Smoke atmosphere boiled water in the temple, and the incense wheel returned temporarily.

It's too late to travel on Qingming Festival this year, so I'll spend more time with cold food next year.

Bao Junhui, spend poetry

Flowers on branches, flowers on people, poor color is youth.

Yesterday, I saw flowers burning, but now I see flowers falling.

Instead of waiting for the spring breeze to blow away, it is better to spend all this time playing.

Ying Ge danced with butterflies for a long time, and the red stove was cooking tea and flowers.

Dressed up and singing freely, I sent the fragrant branches back to the bridal chamber alone.

Li Yu, pick mulberry seeds

Pulley, golden well, phoenix tree late, several trees surprised autumn.

It rains like sorrow in the daytime, and a hundred feet of shrimp must hook jade.

Joan's window was broken in spring, and she looked back at the edge.

If you want to send a scale tour, nine cold waves will not flow back.

In front of the pavilion, the spring is bright and dancing.

When it rains in Mao Mao, it will open temporarily if you don't put down your eyebrows.

The green window is quiet and fragrant, and the fragrance is printed into ash.

Can endure feelings, want to sleep and dream.

Su Xiang, go to Yizhou to discuss the small garden wall.

When you are poor, you get old, and when spring comes, you leave home.

It's a pity that no one can make flowers on the East Garden tree.

Su Xiang, the banquet, Princess Anle's new home.

Cars are like flowing water in Ma Rulong, and the immortal historical tower weighs twelve times.

At the beginning of the day, Hua Ma Tian moved, and the poor sang and danced with the night.

Li Wei, the special envoy of the Tang Dynasty, went to his post.

The water in Huaiyuan is clear, so you can stand on your laurel.

He is a famous talent, and his relatives are in politics.

In the cold age, I will leave my feelings in the Spring Festival Evening.

I finally sigh in the distance, and I look forward to glory.

Li stayed in the province to meet with him.

I will stay in Nangong until I leave Lent, and I will spend the night with Lu Chen through the stone.

Class is still nostalgic, and the title is also self-proclaimed.

He used to drive his paws on three sides and give a new gift to Beard and six righteous poor people.

I know Wenchang has the moon at night, which is as pitiful as being in the building.

"Cross-blowing songs?" Guan Shanyue Zhangji

In the autumn moon, the hoofbeat of pedestrians rings on the mountain.

It's rainy and snowy in Guanshan Qiu Lai, and pedestrians are singing while watching the moon.

It was white in the desert by the sea, and Hu Er spent the night in Huanglong.

At dusk, the army rode out of the city and lay in ambush in the dark.

The stream is covered with frost and grass, and wild camels are singing in the water.

There are no geese in the wind, and there are many meteors in the battlefield.

Poor Wanguo Guanshan Road, bones are full of autumn grass every year.

Zhang Ji of Guan Shanyue

In the autumn moon, the hoofbeat of pedestrians rings on the mountain.

It's rainy and snowy in Guanshan Qiu Lai, and pedestrians are singing while watching the moon.

The seaside was white, and Hu Er spent the night in Huanglongqi.

At dusk, the army rode out of the city and lay in ambush in the dark.

The stream is covered with frost and grass, and wild camels are singing in the water.

There are no geese in the wind, and there are many meteors in the battlefield.

Poor Wanguo Guanshan Road, bones are full of autumn grass every year.

Yuan Yuan Zhang followed Yuan Yuanwei.

Wailang stopped doing nothing and swept the medicine test stove in the bookstore.

If you don't teach the door to do it, you will make trouble, and poetry should have enough time to turn around.

Only monks get on the stage in the moonlight, and there are wine sellers in the quiet room at night.

There are few leisure days in the province, which may be the same as the old tour.

Zhang Ji, who "gave the king service for the imperial palace"

My heart is like distant crane dust, and my poem is as clear as curling.

Prefectures tend to do what they did yesterday and will not change their feelings.

It is raining lightly in Shangyang Spring Festival Evening, and it is very cold in Luoshui every night.

I sigh that I am a humble official, and it is really pitiful to walk on the road.

Zhang Ji of Flowers on the Other Side

Poor trees on the shore, red and blue.

The east wind blew over the water and blew in the radial direction of Mulan.

Zhang Ji's answer to Liu Mingfu

After being ill for a long time and staying in a hostel, the whole city is getting old.

Poor Liu Mingfu is in Jiangxian County, but I still often send books from afar.

Zhang Ji of "topic harmony and people's platform view"

A clean boy sat alone in an empty hall for several years.

Burning incense and watching the moon every night, poor light and shadow are the most reunion.

Li He's Thirteen Poems of South Garden

The flowers and grass in his eyes are all in bloom, and Xiao Bai's red cheeks are Yue Nv.

Poor sunset fragrance, marriage and spring breeze do not need media.

Gongbei is full of Xiao Qi, and Huang Sang drinks dew curtains.

The long-waisted healthy woman secretly climbed and broke, and fed the eight cocoons to the king of Wu.

The silk in the bamboo picks up the net car, and the green cicada basks alone.

Peach gum welcomes summer fragrance and amber, and the more you teach yourself, the more you can grow melons.

Thirty is not more than twenty, and I eat food with an empty stomach during the day.

The old people at the bridge mourned each other because they left a book by Tao Rong.

Why didn't the great man take weapons to collect the fifty States of the mountain?

If you are a scholar Wan Huhou, please go to Lingyange temporarily.

Looking for a chapter to extract a sentence, Xiao Yue hangs a jade bow as a curtain.

I don't see the three seas every year, and the article cries autumn wind.

Qin Long's prison is sad and empty, and Manqian's humor takes its place.

See buy Ruoyexi water sword, the Ming Dynasty returned to apes.

When milk is swallowed at the beginning of spring water, wasps fly home with small tails.

The window contains far color, and the fish hold the incense hook near the Rocky Mountain.

Spring sand is soft and Yuanyang is warm, and the shore is late.

Pour wine on the pepper leaves in Mulan, and pick up the seeds of diamond silk when you are sick.

Let's remember Cai Yong today, but we have no intention of cutting songs and lying in the spring breeze.

There is a bamboo book in Shennan, which always goes to Xitou to catch Weng.

Long Taniguchi leans against home, and the day is Qianfeng Old Cui Hua.

Walking with rattan shoes, quarrying honey, holding moss and planting flowers.

Songxi black water dragon egg, Guidong old horse tooth.

Who sent Qing Yu to cut the road, and let that piece of dyed sunrise go light?

The grove is open to the path, and the long night smoke is wet.

Liu Hua surprised the snow pool, and the wheat rain rose to the stream field.

The ancient temples are sparse, and the distant haze breaks the moon.

The sand head knocks on Shi Huo, and the bamboo pole burns the fishing boat.

"Harmony lyrics? Li Bai, a difficult scholar in Shu Dao

Alas, drama is dangerous! It's hard to get through the Shu Road, and it's hard to get to the sky.

Until the two rulers of this area forced their way through in the foggy age.

Forty-eight thousand years have passed and it has something to do with Qin Sai.

And Dabaishan, to the west, still has only one bird path, all the way to the peak of Emei.

It was once broken by an earthquake, and some brave people lost it, only completing the stone steps leading to heaven.

On the high flag, six dragons drive the sun, and far below, the river lashes its twisted channel.

This height is difficult for even yellow cranes to climb, because apes are eager to climb.

The Green Mud Mountain is made up of many circles. For every hundred steps, we have to turn nine times in the middle of its mound.

Panting, we passed Orion, passed Jingxing, and then fell to the ground with our arms folded and groaned.

We wonder if this road to the west will never end, and the terrible road ahead is getting darker and darker, even darker.

But when I saw the sad bird dead wood, the male bird flew around the forest, calling for the female bird.

Jathyapple, what comes to us is the melancholy voice of Du Fu, a sad empty mountain.

It's hard to get through the Shu Road, and it's hard to get to the sky, and it turns pale when you smell it.

The highest cliff is less than a foot from heaven, and the withered pine trees hang low on the cliff surface.

The rapids are swift, the waterfalls are loud, and the cliffs become valleys.

If the risk is the same, people from afar will come for nothing! Although the pass of the watchtower is strong and steep, one person guards it and ten thousand people can't beat it.

What if he is not loyal, but a wolf to his companions? .

There are hungry tigers in the daytime, and there are poisonous reptiles at night. Their teeth and fangs are ready to kill people like hemp.

Although the Silk City is beautiful, I'd rather go home soon.

The difficulty of Shu Dao is difficult to go to the sky, and it is difficult to squint at the west.

"Miscellaneous songs?" Qingpingbai

Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them.

If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.

A red dew is fragrant, and the rain is heartbroken.

Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow relies on new cosmetics.

Famous flowers fall in love and laugh like kings.

Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion is northward.

Li Bai in Shu Dao Nan

Alas, drama is at a critical juncture, and such a trip is more difficult than climbing the blue sky.

Until the two rulers of this area forced their way through in the foggy age.

Forty-eight thousand years have passed. Don't talk to Qin Sai.

In Dabaishan, to the west, there is still only one bird path that can cross Emei.

Once it was broken by an earthquake, some brave people lost it, and then the ladder stone pile was hooked.

On the high flag, six dragons drive the sun, and far below, the river lashes its twisted channel.

Such a height is difficult for a yellow crane, poor monkey, they only have claws to use.

The Green Mud Mountain is made up of many circles. For every hundred steps, we have to turn nine times in the middle of its mound.

Panting, we passed Orion, passed Jingxing, and then fell to the ground with our arms folded and groaned.

We wonder if this road to the west will never end, and the terrible road ahead is getting darker and darker, even darker.

Nothing can be heard except the cries of birds surrounded by ancient forests. The male bird rotates smoothly and follows the female bird.

Jathyapple, what comes to us is the melancholy voice of Du Fu, a sad empty mountain.

This kind of trip is more difficult than climbing the blue sky, and even hearing it will make people pale.

The highest cliff is less than a foot from heaven, and the withered pine trees hang low on the cliff surface.

One thousand waterfalls rushed forward one after another, sending out the thunder of rotating stones in ten thousand valleys.

You have come a long way in the face of many dangers.

Although the pass of the watchtower is strong and steep, one person guards it and ten thousand people can't beat it.

What if he is not loyal, but a wolf to his companions? .

There are scary hungry tigers during the day and poisonous reptiles at night.

With their teeth and fangs, they kill like hemp.

Although the Silk City is beautiful, I'd rather go home soon.

Such a trip is more difficult than climbing into the blue sky and looking sideways at the west for a long time.

Li Bai's Three Pingping Tunes

Clouds want clothes and flowers to be compatible, and spring breeze blows the threshold to show wealth.

If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.

A stick of incense and a stick of incense are heartbroken in vain.

Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow relies on new cosmetics.

Famous flowers fall in love and laugh like kings.

Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion is northward.

Li Bai, the song of Bai Haozi

Huainan Mountain is white, but it is in Huainan Mountain.

Lying in the clouds at night, facing the rice stone.

The mountains are constantly open to the river, and the blue peaks belong to the rocks and green waters.

I'll drink the Xiaxia cup alone with a white scorpion.

Playing the piano, sitting on the moss, the spring breeze came to the green radish tree.

Xiaosa, from the south window, let go of your voice and listen to the pure heart with the cliff.

Can see, can't kiss.

Eight men joined hands with five clouds, leaving the laurel tree to worry about killing people.