There is a poem about being far apart. What is this?

At the beginning of the funeral, he was worried about Liu. Moss gives birth to a pavilion, and incense and dust coagulate the pavilion. Sad and sorrowful, midnight is not happy. It's Sailan Road, Su Guiyuan; Blow the cold mountain and cover Osaka in autumn. If you are in trouble, you will complain, and climbing a cave will hurt you. At that time, it tilted to the left boundary of the Han dynasty, and the north was south; The white dew is warm and empty, and the moonlight is flowing. I am thoughtful and diligent. Take a bold step into the letter and announce it with your life.

Zhong Xuan knelt down and said, "I am a humble and hidden minister. I grew up in Qiufan, ignorant of Taoism and learning, lonely and grateful.

It is said that diving is both righteous and wise. The day is Yang De and the month is Yin Ling. The east marsh is good at supporting the light, and the west is English. Lead the mysterious rabbit to the emperor's platform and assemble Su E in the backyard. The policeman was dumbfounded and brave. Chen Shuntong candle, since the wind. Cai Yang Xuan Gong Zenghua, a great teacher. Wu Yechang, who is entrusted with a heavy responsibility, is elegant and tolerant.

If the husband is angry, the clouds will gather at the end of the day, and the waves will rise in Dongting, and the leaves will leave slightly. Chrysanthemums are scattered in mountain peppers, and geese flow in rivers; Clear quality, low brightness. The pillars are covered, and the reflection of the long river; Soft snow condensation, round water mirror; Even the frost is observed, and the ice is removed every week. The king was tired of the entertainment in the morning and enjoyed the banquet at night; Receiving wonderful dance, Chiqing County; Go to Candle House, that is, Moon Temple; Aromatherapy wine and singing piano are recommended.

If the cold night, the wind rhyme, relatives do not follow, lonely forward. Listen to the bird in the evening, and listen to the official introduction in autumn. Therefore, the practice, voice and capacity of the string tung are all selective. Wandering in the house dew, melancholy with the Yang family, the sound is empty, and the waves are lost in the pool. What is love? V. Hao Yue and Long song. Song Yue:

Beauty walks in the dust, thousands of miles away, and the moon is in the sky;

How should I rest when I sigh in the breeze? Sichuan road is too long to cross.

The song is not over, and the scene is finished; The house was full of changes, and it disappeared. Also known as Song:

The moon has not been exposed, and old Yan Fang has not returned;

Ritual is ok, slightly frosty!

Chen Wangdao: "Good." I am a deacon, and I am ashamed to give my life. Admire yuyin and have no regrets.