Meng Haoran's poems.

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

2. Night parking on Jiande River

Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.

3. On Zhang's Autumn Country-specific Mountains

Facing the white Yun Qi Fu Feifei on the mountain ridge, I can enjoy myself as a hermit.

Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese.

Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn.

Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest.

The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon.

I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.

4. Lin Dongting

The autumn water rises and almost blends with the shore, mixing water and sky with the sky.

Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.

I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age.

Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.

5. Ye spent the night in the mountains, waiting for Ding.

The sunset passed through the mountains in the west, and the valley in Qian Shan was suddenly dark and quiet.

The moon in the moon pine is refreshing at night, and the sound of the wind is particularly clear.

There is almost no firewood in the mountains, and the birds have just returned to their resting place.

Ding promised to stay in the temple tonight and play the piano alone on the mountain road.

6. Return to Lumeng Mountain in the evening

In the evening, the bell of the temple echoed in the valley, and a noisy voice sounded at Yulu Ferry.

When others walked along the river bank to their homes, I also took a boat to Liumen Mountain.

The moonlight at the deer gate made the mountain tree appear, and I suddenly came to the seclusion of exile.

Lonely mountain road and quiet forest road, only hermits come and go gracefully here.

7. Climb Yanshan Mountain with friends

When things change, time is often the time to form ancient and modern times.

Now we can climb the mountain to visit the historical sites preserved all over the country.

Weir water shows the river surface, and Yunmengze is cold and mysterious.

Yang's monument still exists, and we cried and read it.

8, Hanjiang early pregnancy

The south is a wilderness, because leaves are falling, and the wind from the north makes the water cold.

My home is wandering by the river, and the sea of clouds is far away.

Tears of homesickness in the journey, see the back of the sail on the horizon.

The smoke in the wind blurs where the ferry can be, and the vast river ripples in the sunset.

9. On Returning to Zhongnanshan at the End of the Year

Don't write to the North Yard again, let me go back to the old hut in the old Nanshan.

I have no reason to decide to give up my point of view. My old and many sick friends have stopped practicing.

The frequency of white hair is that people are getting more and more every day, and spring is coming to force them to die.

Therefore, I lay awake and meditated in the moonlight under the shadow of pine trees in the empty window period.

10, crossing the old people's village

This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.

Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.

Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.

Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

1 1, from Qin to Yuan monks

If I have enough means to live in seclusion, how happy I will be to find a mountain! .

It is not my will to stay in Chang 'an. My heart for Lindong School will miss my teacher.

Gold burns like firewood, and ambition fades.

The evening breeze blows a bleak breeze, and the cicada sounds melancholy.

12, from a berth on Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou.

Monkeys whimper in the dark mountains, and the river rushes in the dark.

The leaves on both sides of the strait are symphonic, and the moon is crossing me alone.

Jiande's scenery is good, but it's not my hometown. I still miss my old friends in Yangzhou.

Recalling those two lines of tears that I couldn't restrain, I looked at the west side of the west bank and sent sadness to Yangzhou.

13, visiting Yuan and picking up the body.

I went to Luoyang to meet Yuan, a talented person, but I didn't expect him to become an exile in Jiangling.

It is said that plum blossoms bloom early. Why is it so spring?

14, leave Wang Wei.

Slow and reluctant, I waited? Day after day, until now I have to leave.

Old friend, how sweet the roadside flowers would be if they didn't mean goodbye.

The Lord of the kingdom is hard on us? People who have affairs are not our kind.

You should just be lonely, and I will close the door of my old garden.