Who sends poets to love mountains, and loves mountains so much that their mouths turn over?
Thousands of peaks and ridges compete with each other, and the three peaks of the mountain are tired of being climbed.
Where can I write before the pile of cases is full, and how can I eat after my intestines are full?
The remaining green is useless, so I'll send it to my friends in Jinling.
Willow on the bank
The top of the willow brushes into the shade of the stream clouds, and the roots of the willow are inserted into the deep water of the stream.
While the willow is a broom on the bank today, it will be a thousand gold when it returns to the sun.
This is also the case in life, but I'm not sure if I'm happy about it or not.
Autumn, frost, spring, rain, and the four seasons, the old man asked the willow willow do not know.
The bank of sand
The water is too narrow for the bank to be washed away, and the sand traces are like Jian Jian.
Swinging to and from the shore, the sand is suddenly destroyed.
The two songs
The tree on the bank is as straight as a peony, who sends to live on the waterfront.
It is not a mirror that you want to see, but it is a mirror that you want to see.
Two Songs of the Bank Tree
The bank tree is in the bald shadow, half of the snow wind and half of the spring wind.
The tops of the buildings are full of golden bullets, but there are still a lot of bullets.
August 12, the night of Chengzai looking at the moon
Just near the mid-autumn moon has been clear, crows and green curtains hanging a mass of ice.
Suddenly, I feel that the moon is not sticking to the sky alone.
Breaking through the heat of the greedy end, to appreciate the clearness of the beating head.
The moth-eaten fruit does not fall late, and the withered branches suddenly bloom again.
It is necessary to feed my horse, and this is half cloudy and sunny.
Three Songs of Plantain
The bones are exquisite through eight windows, and the flower head hangs upside down with the fragrance of purple lotus.
There are countless fans around my body, but when the wind doesn't come, it's not cool.
Three Songs of Basho
Slowly sprinkled again Tingting, half of the wind flow half clear.
Not for the summer window to add shade in the afternoon, but to come to the pillow of sadness for the sound of autumn.
Three Banana Songs
Two or three bananas on the eaves and windows, and only Wang Wei's painting of snow.
Opening the scrolls without the Yuan character's foot, the blue window is like wax.
Banana Rain
Banana is happy when it rains, and the sound is clear all night long.
The sound is as fine as a fly touching the paper, and as loud as a spring falling from a mountain.
There are three points and five points to listen to, but no music is heard in the fall.
The bananas are happy and the people are sad, but the west wind is not as good as the rain.
Trekking Changning County Chancellor Ge Qisong Ziguheng Yongdao in the travel record poem volume
Yijiang wind and moon Ranxi cloud, always with Chengzhai is the old man.
Old to the smoke and waves of poetry, a day to see the spring of the two states.
Trekking Chen Jianzhai Zao grass
Poetry has been on the Shaoling altar, the penmanship is still extracted from the Yishao customs.
The real work always returns to the sky, leaving the Zao Cao alone on earth.
Trekking Chunxi Wang Liyi University Zhi Zhi Figure two
What is the apricot altar is the family style, only in when people A block.
Who made the new map and missed the news, Chunxi stream on the fishing man.
Trekking on Chunxi Wang Liyi University Zhi Zhi Tu two
This matter is not shallow and deep, wearing clothes and eating to send time.
But the green said like a fool's dream, then to the Wang family map to find.
Trekking Mr. Tanyan's resignation from the Ministry of Public Works to reply to the imperial decree not to allow the two songs
High lying in Yazhou for twenty years, the black head to go to the country white head still.
Being in the Forbidden City, my heart is among the water and stones of the Greenland.
Trekking Mr. Tanyan resigned from the Ministry of Public Works to reply to the imperial edict of the two
Wish to pull the heavenly river to wash the northern barbarians, the old ministers bottom of the purple lotus for.
The heart of the danxin is in the frost and snow, because there is a Longxing saint know.
The trek Mr. Tanyan paid Zhang Qinfu to give chapter clothing to answer the edict of the two
Life teacher and friend of the two know each other, bitter for the king cherish a coat.
They are not able to compete with each other, and the flies are still flying by the side of the sun.
Trekking Mr. Tanyan paid Zhang Qinfu to give chapter clothing to answer the edict of the two
Purple ribbons at that time to give two people, one for the milk smell a minister.
Old Han do not want to make the same Fu, who will Mr. This intention is true.
Trekking on the post of Fan Wengong and Yin Shilu
The best guest of the thousand mountains got to come, and the master's eyes were opened for the canal.
Don't talk about what happened at that time, but let's have a drink at the South Pavilion.
Trekking on the words of Mr. Shang Cai recorded by Fu Fa
Once in a while, I read the words of Mr. Shang Cai, and I learnt from the north of the country with my cocooned feet and an ancient bamboo hat.
It was not Tanyan who was banished to the South China Sea, and his name was so fragrant.
Shang Cai's words recorded by Fu Fa
Shu migratory origin of a line of cold, and then from Yiluo to the waves.
Full of murmurs, eight sections of the beach.
The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the picture, and you will be able to see what you are looking for.
The people bought a boat and gave a warning, and the whole family entered the picture.
The trekking Han Wei Gong and Yin Shilu post
Servant in the ruler whip tart Qiang sheikhs, more Henan **** transport plan.
To get the letter of surrender to come to the north Que, Henan riding to June state.
Trekking on Huang Wenruo's Poetry Scroll
The Great Wall of five characters is not as good as the rat's liver and worm's arm to get Guanquan.
We have met before in the Bamboo Slope Collection, and we were surprised to see the Lanting Cocoon Paper Script.
Trekking on Jiang Chunfang's Meishan Poetry Collection
The sound of the pine wind and stream hitting the window, and the jade pendant and agar jewels touching the eyes.
How to hang the autumn moon in the book, and how to turn a new warbler in the spring.
Only one volume of the Meishan Collection was sold, and it brought out many kinds of scenes and things.
The old man had a penchant for poetry in his life, and he burned the old Tao Hong for you.
The Jiang Chunfang Meishan Poetry Collection, Two Songs
The feudal estates of Cheng Hua Liu set up a luan, which is not less than the Weiyuan of Ying Xu Music Industry.
There is an old man who fished in Qing Wei, and he has always been authorized by the battle-axe to fight in Shaoling.
It was the first time I saw a man with a heart of gold and a mouth of ice, and a bowl of snow and a bowl of ice, and a lung and a liver.
Being in the plum mountain, I got the plum spirit, and I borrowed a branch to see it.
The colorful plum on the red damask of Yang Jianzhi in the collection of Kyung Chung-yuen
The new moon clouds darken the sky and hang down to the ground, and the new moon wind cracks the mountains and blows off the ears.
The Yangtze River is a boat of 10,000 hectares, and the snow is cold all night, so I can't sleep.
The poet's sideburns were fluffy at dawn, and his neck was narrowed as he lifted the yellow gabion awning.
The snow has cleared up, and there is a reddish glow in the east.
The luster of the plums is only one tree, and the canopy is cut into the plums by a few feet.
The old trunk and the new branches are purple and green, and the gems are white jade and gold.
It's all about the snow, but it's all about the snow and the sun.
I don't know where the poet got the frost saw, and snow and plum will go.
It's not as if the scissors are in the state, or that Wu Gang is trying to fix the moon axe.
There is no root at the bottom and no tip at the top, but a glance across the plum half waist.
The east province of the cold Xiao Xiao, so far the flower head of the snow has not been eliminated.
Trekking to the Linchuan Liang translation priest filial piety and virtue of two songs
Snow star running to avoid the chaos of soldiers, mother first son after the cold ice.
Because I knew that I would be sentenced to death, but I didn't realize that I would be reborn with my mother.
The two songs of the record of filial piety and virtue of Mr. Liang, the translator of the Linchuan River
Because of the one heart at that time, the sky and the earth are all in the same place.
The Chinese orchid and the jade tree are now competing for the honor, and not only one branch is born in the Guilin forest.
The trekking Liu Min Shu plum orchid bamboo stone four clear picture
Old husband old companion bamboo thousands of rods, Hai Shi Jiangmei more Wanlan.
It is not true that the outsiders will be short of paper, and there is no reason for them to roll it away for a while.
Trekking Lu Muguan Jiannan poetry manuscripts two
The present generation of poets after Lu Yun, the sky will be the poem borrowed poet.
Re-searching for Zimei's old itinerary, and picking up the new lines of Lingjun's grievances.
The ghosts and marmosets cry the rain in the Ba Gorge, and the flowers are red and white in the spring of Jiannan.
The wind is blowing from the brocade bag, and the moon is half full in the western window.
Two poems of Lu Muguan Jiannan
The sword returned to the messenger car, and the new fish symbols in the east of the country.
Pity the poor frosty sideburns, how can I ask, how can I use the name of the poem is absolutely nothing.
Carving the heart and liver of a hundred mixed pieces, according to the former Tu Rut nine coils.
Shaoling was born as poor as a louse, a thousand years of poets worship donkey.
Treated by Luo Chunbo Gao's Le Yi theory
The right army Le Yi theory, Daling Luo Shen Fu.
Wang family lowercase days to take will, because the remaining shock luan still double soar.
Zhaoling Yinhaiés Silver Hook, the king of Qin lying down to see the stealer steal.
Maoling well moss stripped mountain bones, Zhu Rong sent mountain ghosts to search.
Cracking Qiong and scratching the jade each scattered, leaving behind the treasure of three or five fake.
Moqing packed up the blackjaw beads, and there were more than one hundred and eighty of them.
Jiangxi now Han mandarin department, ancient heart and ancient way of life good ancient.
The thunder and lightning will be in a hurry to capture, Ana elves will fly away.
Trekking Ma Gongbi province dry show valley grass saint raccoon flower drunken map song
Fuweng raccoon flower drunken map song, the lyrics of the self-written and self-written.
Shaoling no one Zhang Bian died, and this man has two sons.
No matter how many hairpins or cones, I can count the number of dry scaly scissors and frightened snakes.
The poet and the saint of grass, the ghost is jealous of the sky to teach thin life.
People say that they love books, but the purple eyebrow may not be better than the green one.
The old days of the ghost gate, now a word against the wall.
What is the need for a thousand years of empty memories?
Trekking on Meishan Cheng Ren's Ten Thousand Words in Cursive Script
The township of San Su under Emei Mountain is still fragrant with grass and trees.
Recently, there was a Cheng Lang, a few inches of the bottom of the tube to turn the Jinjiang River.
There were three thousand documents in the past, and I was still crying in pain.
The nine tigers are the deepest in the North Dipper, and the ten years of buying laurels and cooking white jade.
The first time I met you on Jingxi River, you were like a teenager, I was a strong man.
It was the first time I saw you again in the Imperial City, and I had a piece of paper in my sleeve to write a book about Liangxi.
They are the first to be able to do so, and they are the first to be able to do so, and they are the first to be able to do so.
It's a good thing that you've got a lot of money to spend on your own, because it's a good thing that you've got a lot of money to spend on your own.
The first poem of Mr. Qiu Zongqing's gift to the north of China
There are two thousand miles of Taihang Mountain in the sky, and in the early morning I jumped into the bottom of the cold window.
The Yellow River moves the earth and the thunder of ten thousand mountains, but it comes with the Taihang while it is still here.
The green cliffs were so wild and the white waves were so angry that the old man could not stand up in fear.
It is Qiu Chi who has been converted to the Western Front, and he has given me a big axle of poems for the Western Front.
Holding the Han Festival, the moon in autumn, the bow hangs in the sky and the mountains, sounding the snow.
Passing through the old Tokyo to Beijing, tears drop millet withered not born.
Swearing to take the head of Hu as a drinking vessel, I will do my best to unravel the bun with the remnants of the people.
The poem is a sad one, and the winds of the mountains are blowing.
All the elephants in the Central Plains were driven by the poem, and all the baggage was converted with the poem.
Just look at the Jin Wang Youjun, the dragon jumps and tigers lying down, the pen has God.
However, I have been able to get a line from him, and I have been able to write my own words to the world.
If you don't see Du Zimei of the Tang Dynasty, you'll find that he's a great writer, and he's a great writer.
Because of the poem Fu word not Fu, but envy others cloud down the paper.
It's not that Qiu Chi is a poem, but this poem and this word are absolutely marvelous.
Thanks to the gods for their knowledge of the poem.
Trekking to the Book of Ten Thousand Words by Wei Zhiyao Fu Gan of Shu
The head of the short barrel in the rain looks like snow, and there is no fish in the long iron of the guest room.
We have written a letter to you to mourn and cry for your suffering.
The Tiantai Wang Zhongyan Begging for Rice Poem
Dare to say that the shrinking of the neck is longer than the waist, but the Huangduo Qingjing is also the last seedling.
There is still a way to eat jade in the bag, and the mountains of Lantian are over tomorrow.
Trekking on Wang Shengan's Poetry Scrolls
Liu Han had a reputation for poetry, but recently Wang Jing has gained even more fame.
The moon is in the plum blossom, the ice is in the moon, and the sentence with the gentleman each competes with the clear.
Wang Shengan's poetry scrolls
Since ancient times, poets have been too thin, poor hard work to choose a false name.
Poetry is not a good thing, but it is a good thing to know that you are a good person and that you are a good person.
Treated by Wang Shunbo of the Ou Gong collection of ancient records of the preface of the real
Suichu happy to meet two poets, Mr. Linchuan, a Zen guest.
The three favorites are not distant from each other, only that they are not able to meet each other.
There is a monument to Zheng Guan, and there are words of Yong He.
The real and the fake are in the end, but the ugly and the ugly are not yet said.
The coral was crushed, and the game game of Game Game City turned its hand to regret.
It is not like the three fights to break the tablet, the midnight battle is sound, do not retreat first.
The dynasty loved the first Ouyang monument, set the ancient ten thousand volumes of six a hall.
Xuan Gui Lacquer Jade pile of ink treasure, Yixing Frost black water painted Velvet.
Linchuan, the ancient hand without end, swept the Ou family are dying.
The hill hill is not to be discussed, the wildfire of hills is not to be burned.
The You family's sinking family's beak is like iron, and they have not released the first prize of Linchuan.
I don't know how Linchuan could have gotten the best of them, but I'm not sure how they could have gotten the best of them, and I'm not sure how they could have gotten the best of them.
The first time I was jealous, I didn't say anything, but I was disappointed to read the trek.
Trekking to Wu Ji Xiu Cai
Jun Jia Hua Hanlin old, to solve the chanting of the grass sunset sadness.
The sky is a weeping place, and the hand that covers it is spring and the hand that covers it is fall.
The late Tang Dynasty is a different flavor, who is now addicted to it, and the ear of the grandson's pen is different.
There are 100,000 branches of hibiscus in a path, and they are called the spring breeze in February.
The other people laughed at me and said that I was afraid of falling into a well, but I turned my head and called out to them.
The old man has been guarding Jingxi, the county has a poet Yuan do not know.
Giving me the Liancheng Miscellany of light multiply, a night of empty fasting horizontal white neon.
Trekking to Wukong Taoist Ink
Onion Ridge book like accumulation, silver hook ink is still new.
Formerly known as the Yu Maester, now known as Mrs. Wei.
The Orchid Purification in Qu Shui, the Pearl of Luoshen.
This post is not to be treasured in a hurry.
Trekking Xiao Yan Yu Mei Po Poetry
Xichang has a guest learning Nanchang, the mantle of the true transmission of displeasure next to the cabinet.
Po Poet Plum Bottom Drunk, flowers for the sentence stamen for the chapter.
Thinking of the channel to spoil the moon branch thin, give me Yingzhu word fragrance.
If you paint Jiangxi after the lineage, do not worry about bird thieves not bird king.
The trekking real Liu Min Shu eight gentleman figure
A generation of one or two people, the country has been nine tripod weight.
How the eight gentlemen, one day set my Song.
The three immortals of the ancients, all the old one in one.
This is the first time I've seen you in the world, and I'm sure you've seen me in the world.
The trekking Xu Gongzhong province dry near three poems
Leaning up the pillow of the bad hill overlooking the ink pool, the left side of the big sword right hair cone.
The orchids, chrysanthemums and chrysanthemums are all on the table, and the firewood is being chopped to make poems.
The trekking Xu Gongzhong province dry near three poems
The gentleman's family poems uncle teacher Chuan, to explain the reeds fell fishing boat.
Don't laugh at the cold autumn water of the East Lake.
The trekking Xu Gongzhong province dry near three poems
Fu name Fu Zong I for shame, writers each a style.
Huang Chen, under the hedge, rest assured that the feet, Tao Xie, before the line more out of the head.
Trekking on You Yanzhi's two axes of landscapes
The water between the reed green lotus leaves yellow, frost before the wood fall polygonum fragrance.
The fishing boat will be finished by the end of the day, and the snow color will fly in a line of herons.
Trekking on You Yanzhi's two axes of landscapes
The water rinses the agar sand and the ice is already frozen, and the wild mallards half rise and half are still late.
Thousands of bamboo poles and a river of blue, only owe the plum blossom three or two branches.
Trekking on You Yanzhi's collection of Guangyao's song
Luantai's long history of the old wild monks, the moon before the sick crane after the frost flies.
The book can't be found in the sea of gun, and the black flower has messed up the hair of both eyes.
The old man was in the same house with Mr. You, and he knocked on the door without greeting me.
The ten beads in his sleeve, the five-colored rays of light shot out of the window.
Saying that the winds of heaven had come to the emperor, I found a sheet of clouds in the ancient temple.
They are the first to be able to see the light of day, and they are the first to be able to see the light of day, and they are the first to be able to see the light of day.
Runner narrow ice clouds, Xuancheng chicken distance needle sharp.
They have a good time talking to each other, and the bibliography of Xijing is for the game.
Han Pengwei Huo is pleased to be named, Shu to Qingyun sense of calligraphy.
How many people in the Han court have lost their hearts, and how many people in the nine capitals have lost their hearts?
One day, I turned into the bottom of the holy pen, and the light of the Zhao Hui called the drain up.
It is not a good idea for me to copy the Scripture of Filial Piety by hand, as I have been doing for years.
When I had written about the history of China, I was sweating through my clothes.
The historian's hut was accompanied by gulls and herons, and the river Jingxi was crossed under the mountain of Sushan.
The red light and the purple gas are in the sky, and this is the place where the treasured books are hidden.
Two Songs on the Short Paper of Zhang Qinfu's Book of the West
One high, one low, and one central, is it possible to have a separate room for father and mother, and not a separate room for you?
It's a good thing that I've been to the smokehouse, because I'm not as good as I thought I would be.
The two short papers of Zhang Qinfu's calligraphy in the collection of Yu Bo Yi
The square inch of the horizontal canal is a dry land, and there is nothing more to say about the Fu to Nanxuan.
The frosty leaves of the four seas of friends fall, and the snowy waves of half a sheet of ink turn over.
Trekking on the post of Prime Minister Yu and Zhao Zizhi to return the two of his Judas Zizi
Side of the cents a picture of the clouds and smoke, and the intention of the spirit of exclusion to sigh the two sages.
Since ancient times, the generals have always been the best, and I have seen Xiao Ruan Le Yanran.
Trekking on Prime Minister Yu and General Zhao's post to return their Judas Zizi's two songs
Prime Minister Yu and General Zhao, the same policy of Jianghuai, the first勋.....
Da Yu Jinxian is now lonely, Ling Yan Song Li feel the wind and clouds.
Trekking on Yuan Qiyan's collection of post-lake post and a portrait of a shaft, the language in the poem are straightening bracket post language
Mr. has always fallen in different counties, the old man ten years do not hear each other.
Returning to the deserted three ways, the inspection of the pine and chrysanthemums did not exist.
It is not a good idea for the court to give priority to the old man.
The red flag and yellow paper have been in place for a long time, and the green hills and white clouds have been a pain in the ass.
It is not yet possible to return to Xigang at hand, only to wait for the peach blossom water to be born half a penny blue.
It's a short boat, and I'm looking for the red pines and the yellow rocks.
The table of wind and smoke is not on earth, and there is another world that is wide and free.
Zhou Shan sold but not money, Yuan family send wine a broken face.
It's a good idea to look for someone who can help you with the task.
Silver hook four paper ink is still fresh, the wonderful place is difficult to talk to the common people.
Suddenly, I met Mr. Xuan from the sky, holding the green quinoa staff of Taiyi in his hand.
The Immortal Guest is unattainable, and flies away on the Green Cloud.
When will the white apples return, and when will the reeds return?
Trekking to the Lanting Post in Yuanqi Yan
There was a man in the Southern Dynasty who took out the Lanting flowers and grasses in the spring.
The exhortation is as old as the past, but the paper is still as good as new.
The poem by Zhang Gongfu (張功父), which was written by the poet Zhigu (直阁), is a poem by Artemisia B (乙蒿).
The poem was written by Zhang Gongfu (張功父), which was written by Zhang Gongfu (張功父).
The fragrance was planted at the back of the mountain, and a petal was put on the fragrance.
The bitter frost is not as strong as it should be, and the crane is not as strong as it should be.
It should not be a poor job, but a busy man.
Trekking to Zhongmin Ren Gong sent the post
The market goods are made of ginseng and ling, cover Mo Qin and if the mouth to fight.
Kill all the living beings to eliminate the bottom, Bianjing two old cranberries.
Strike the Prime Minister Zuoling suddenly sick with typhoid, visit the doctor for two decades, such as the burden of the day far away and heavy, change to visit the Tang doctor Gongliang for nine days and no disease carry on. Thank you for the long sentence
In anticipation of disease such as anticipation of the enemy, medication such as in the.
Huaiyin hundred battles have a hundred victories, by the base of a hundred hair without fail.
The old Tang pulse method is clearer and higher, and the two verticals of the readers can get away.
There is no virtue in exploring the bag and dying, and the arm is not for the trainer.
But the neighbors are less prone to disease, and there are many famous doctors in the countryside.
Contempt to the poem thin still sick, two decades into the feet back not inch.
It's not too late for me to meet you, and I'm sure I'll be able to get rid of it.
Longer sentences by hand chatting about the ear, really into a cup of water is not straight.
White Hair
Silk is black, black temples are silk.
There is a way to do this, and there is no time to dye the temples.
The sun and the moon are busy, and the day and the night go to the west.
The river and its friends are heading east.
The river flows westward and the sun sets eastward, and the sideburns are as dark as yesterday.
The night is long, so why don't you take a candle?
With a smile on his face
The smoky wind breaks through the blue lotus, and the flowers are still low on the white jade face.
It's a good thing that you don't have any money to spend on your own, because it's a good thing that you don't have any money to spend on your own.
Two Songs on White Chrysanthemums
The white chrysanthemums are yellow at the beginning of the season, and they are as white as frost.
The small bee is not afraid of the cold and smells the cold fragrance.
Two Songs on White Chrysanthemums
After the frost, the yellow flowers do not win, but the white chrysanthemums are the only ones that fight against the frost.
With the frost more fight sunny day, fight frost melt chrysanthemum not melt.
White Lotus
The well flower is newly stretched out with white lotus flower, and you can see the snowy skin.
The white lotus flower has been newly stretched out, and it is very easy to see the snowy skin of the lotus flower.
White Lotus
The flower head is cut into ice, and the back of the leaf is carved into an edge.
Precious children's hands lightly folded, green needles prick hand but drainage hate.
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The heavy fog suspected that the rain in the morning, the slanting sun is even clear.
There are ten thousand mountains outside the river, a tower ridge tip bright.
The boat is too small, but the journey is too long.
The water under Ziling Terrace is clear before you drink it.
Two Songs of White Heads
Wenjun made her own White Heads Song, complaining that the sea was not deep enough when she came here.
This is the first time I've ever believed in a zither, and it's been a long time since I've had a chance to do that.
Two Songs of White Heads
Except for the **** ginger is the female teacher, Park Boat will come to the white head resignation.
It is hard to persuade people not to blame their ex-husbands.
White fish soup play title
Autumn water cold fish white scale, ginger flower profile to offer Fangxin.
Dongpo jade grits really poor phase, get like Mr. this taste precious.
Grey Metallic Parks are the most popular and most popular parks in the world
They are the most popular parks in the world, and the most popular parks in the world are the most popular parks in the world.
They are the first to be able to do so, and they are the first to be able to do so, and they are the first to be able to do so.
Yesterday, I sat in the morning until sunset, the king has never been happy for a day.
Shanglin Pingle is half mossy, peach blossom and poplar blossom.
Greystones are the most common type of marijuana in the world
Because of this, it is not easy to find out what is happening in the world, but it is a very important part of the world.
The wine cup is a youthful cup, and the wine is a jade dust.
The wine cup is a cup of youthfulness, and a cup of longevity is a cup of advice.
This year's dendrobium is only eight coins, don't envy this year next year.
Grey Metallic Grey (MGG), a kind of green-green-green-grey (MGG), is the most popular and popular park in the world, and it is the most popular park in the world, and it is the most popular park in the world.
The green girl is the one who made the ice into cold frost and blew it into the room of the house, but she didn't enter.
The woman who works at Ramie Mountain is a woman of no color, but a woman of no color.
The most expensive of all is the drunken jade, and the most powerful of all is the king.
If the king is not satisfied with the month of May, what can be said about the heat and steam in June?
The palace of the water essence, the mountain of ice and snow, and the infinite number of garments, the diamond gravy plate.
The old farmer's back is sunburned, but the king still says that the palace is hot.
Three Songs of Half Mountain Temple
The frosty pines and snowy bamboos are old, and the water is deep in South Dangdong Pei.
Who will live in the temple if the phoenix is gone?
Three Songs of Half Mountain Monastery
The old man has no son to answer the door, and the sick man has Vipassana to accompany him.
The Sangfu Palace is an illusion, but I must leave my home and leave the dust.
Three Songs of Half Mountain Temple
The name of the temple is new by the sun, and the chickens and dogs still welcome the old master.
It is said that the children clapped their hands together, and the owner of the Temple of the Mid-levels was wearing a turban.
The north wind
The mountain rain has no rest, and the river is full of clouds.
How can the water be so fast, and how can the wind hit the head?
The grass is sad and blue, the flowers are red.
A year of spring is good, but it is in the road.
Three Songs on the beach in front of Bilu Cave
The water knows that the mountain is close to the first crazy, the arrow to the stars to take advantage of the next taki.
Beach of the migratory can endure things, swirling macerated a hundred turns to see it busy.
Three songs about the beach in front of Bilu Cave
Behind the stone peak is Yingzhou, but I don't want to teach people to go to the shore.
The spring wind does not blow the ribbon straight, so the boat will be annoyed by a few folds.
Three Songs on the Beach in Front of Bilu Cave
Bilu Peak is on a beach in front of the peak, and the Penny Master called his mouth dry.
Opening the door will be said to be far away, only in the peak of the reed bay.
Four Songs of Bilu Cave
Bilu peaks are blue hairpins, and they are suddenly inserted into the Yao Cen on the flat ground.
There must be an immortal's house in the cave, and the jade room and golden hall cannot be found.
Four Songs of Bilu Cave
In my dream, I once moored a boat in front of the cave, and the falling flakes were last year.
Today I'm looking for a place to moor my boat, but the grass is all over the river.
Four Songs of Bilu Cave
The immortal in the cave wasted his work, chiseling the river to do the Avatar.
This is the first time I've ever seen a cave in the world, and I'm sure it's a great place to be.
Four Songs of Bilu Cave
Intercourse the beaches roar with anger and thunder, and the river is more haunted by the situation.
This night, I will not be able to go to Yingzhou, so I will not use the mountain clouds to send the rain to me.
The Bilu Hall Twilight Windlass
The Bilu Hall in the sunset view of the remaining, a wailing horn cracked the clear void.
The city is full of smoke and mist, and the people across the water seem to have no homes.
Sitting down to watch the lotus mountain sink half a ridge, hurry back to the Taoist temple to finish the remaining books.
When I was searching for a lamp under the flowers, I lost my footing and was angry at the little historian for helping me.
The evening view of Bilu Hall
The twilight clouds were born in the sound of reed, and the city was covered with white smoke.
Because there is a green forest that can not be covered, the green qin on the Duo Luo Mian is horizontal.
Bilu Tang is looking at Mount Lotus at dawn
Mount Lotus is not high, but it is not seen in the city.
Once you climbed to Bilu Tang, the mountain color was right across the street.
It is like a man lying on the ground, jumping up and standing in the sky.
Commanding the ambush troops, ten thousand horsemen crossed the bank.
The rear riders have not yet arrived, and the front riders are already far away.
The morning light reaches the rocks, and the people are all beautiful.
The green screen was opened and closed, and the green flag was flashed and rolled.
The rainbow is hanging from the sky, and the bridge is at the peak of the clouds.
The old bells are always ringing, and the county court is full of guests.
It was a rush to change my scarf, and I went down to the forest.
Beyao Cave
There are thousands of pines and thousands of bamboos, and there is another day in the middle of the verdure.
Thirty-seven cave days from now on, the first head and count Baguio Xian.
Traveling around Mount Lushan, showing Wansugi Elder Dali
Small spotted peony on the shoulder, the geography of the ancient green book.
The first time through a thousand long pines, suddenly up ten thousand wall.
The mountain is unknown, but the color of the mountain is lost.
It is not possible to ask the question, but it is possible to recognize it one by one.
The five old men who climbed the mountain were turned into stones.
How old are they now? I am sorry for their weakness.
The five jade milks were given by heaven, and they were given to us to eat in the morning.
Yuan Ming's drunken sleeper, the stone with the trace of sweetness on it.
The young man kept a goose pond, and the moss flowers stained his ink.
The cranes are singing in the southern sky, and the tortoises are worshipping the white dipper.
Su Yin's fate is not shallow, the moon pillow borrows the cloud mat.
Manzan and Kaixian, and the spring breaks the wall of pearls.
Sick eyes are greedy for a poor view, calluses and toes are afraid to travel around.
There are many handsome people who have traveled with us, and half of them are Zen masters.
This is the first time I've been to a place where I've seen a lot of people, and I'm not sure if I've ever been to a place where I've seen anything.
The boat is carrying the star of the morning, and I look back and remember.
Cousin Zhou Mingdao work in Fu Shen and landscape is also good, a long time goodbye visit, presented to the two absolute lines
The characters of the pen more rivers and mountains, the younger brother Zhou Lang two not difficult.
Wu Song half of the river water, Fu his head into the Yin crown.
Cousin Zhou Mingdao work in Fu Shen and landscape is also good, a long time goodbye visit, gifted to the two absolute lines
Nong's family has a shaft Guo Xi Mountain, fell in the water between the streams and snow ridge.
There is a younger brother with eyes like the moon, who washes his hands and picks them up for you.
Farewell to Prof. Wu Jingheng
Doing the same from the people laugh, love feeling hard to say goodbye.
It's not too late to get a friend, but it's time to get old and see each other.
The way of the world is narrower than ever, but the way of my disciples is wider than ever.
The heart of each other encouragement, not only the road plus meals. South China Sea set of rain and climbed Lian Tian Guan
Ten days on the high platform had not climbed, after the rain prop vine on the evening sunshine.
Outside the city, the peaks welcome the fall of the sun, pine roots, fine grasses always oblique bright.
Eyes through the Lingbei book can not, fall into the Hainan worry suddenly born.
Only the lotus flower old acquaintance, the wind in front of the green cover for people to pour.
The South China Sea Tao Ling sends water sinking, reported to the Shuangjing tea two
Sinking water Jimcheng the first good, Jimcheng on the shore is even worse.
Black hidden bones and dragon art barren, class out of the article partridge wing Zhang.
The gun all the residual cream add fierce fire, boil the mature water while the new soup.
What good would it do to have the warmth of the soil, after all, to lose his own fragrance?
The South China Sea Tao Ling sent water sinking, reported to the double well tea two
Ling outside the book to thank the old man, the plum blossom does not send the stove smoked.
Discerning the fragrance of the game mountain fire in a hurry, two sleeves in a hurry to the South China Sea clouds.
The game is a game of fire and games, and the two sleeves of the game have been made into clouds in the South China Sea.
The Qiong Ju can not be recognized, but the spring breeze of the two wells will not be able to stop a catty.
Two Songs from the South China Road
There is a clear dawn and a sunny day, and the wind is light and the sun is warm.
It's hard to look back at Nanhua Road, when the plum blossoms and fine rain fell last year.
Two Songs from the South China Road
The riders are not angry, but the people who return to the north from 2000 miles away.
Take the water from Caoxi and wash the dust off your face.
Looking south at the Heshizishan Mountain
I am ashamed to say that Heshizishan Mountain is very affectionate, and last year I was welcomed on the western boat.
Today, I'm going back to the east, and I'm going to Jinxian in four days.
Nanxi thin evening water
Who will congestion dike slant, the water rage rushed dike self-determination sand.
Countless small fish are jumping all over the place, and the glass plate is full of silver flowers.
The South River is in its twilight
The shadow of the river is at the end of the new month, and the sound of the water is among the rocks and sand.
To be converted to a small fish live, more years jumping waves to cut a ring.
Nanxi water, looking back at the mountain garden plum blossoms
Plums from the mountains across the stream, near love Qingxi far love plum.
The water in the stream is so loud that it keeps me here, and the plum blossoms call me back.
Sleeping on an Autumn Day at Nanxi Mountain Residence
The guest is not wearing a crown, so he gets up and reads a book with his hand.
Small bees have tricked me into sleeping, and I've been drinking from the sunny window.
The hibiscus was planted on the South River
The hibiscus was densely planted in the water, and stood diagonally along the river.
The hibiscus was planted on the South Stream, and it was planted closely together.
Nanxi Xizhi Pei
The immortal family has a medicine that is unparalleled in the world, and it can dry up mercury as silver.
The old man, however, has put on a crystal ring, and melted it into a stream of water in the South Stream.
It's a great pleasure to play with the children, and to see the gold and jade in the sand and in the gravel.
The water from the bei to the bottom of the stream, broken crystal sound full of ears.
Suddenly a piece of moss flowed down, and a blue cloud shadowed a thousand miles.
Nanxi weir beach
For the love of the stream, the arrow-like turbulence, the play threw the rocks to block the clear water.
Suddenly, it is like Yafu hitting the jade bucket, and like Zhongni sounding the elephant ring.
The entire north and south of the church is furious, from the morning to the afternoon, I do not know how to return.
The billowing of the billows, also when the Dragon Gate eight sections of the beach.
Early spring in Nanxi
Returning home five times to see the spring, the spring is long annoyed by the sick man.
The willow is green and the peach is red.
Rolling up the curtains of the pavilions, and letting go of the staffs of the mountains and the winds of the mountains.
This is the first time I've seen the rain in the New Year, but last year was not a good time.
Nanxiong unboat
Yesterday, the spring river on the water boat, that is not on the water is to ascend to heaven.
Today, there is no water in the Shimose River, so it is easy to believe that you will be able to reach the sky.
The two willows in front of the Nanxiong stage
The willows in front of the hall are absolutely strange, and there is no such thing as a rain scroll in the south.
The winds of the afternoon do not move, but the summer heat, you have to see the branches hanging freely.
Two Songs of Plum Blossoms in front of Nanzhai
They are hanging in the south window, and I want to see the plum blossoms trying to make up for the dawn.
The two trees are next to each other, the old man did not burn incense in January.
The plum blossoms in front of the South Lodge, one of the two songs
The mountain garden is deserted, only the South Lodge is the most up to.
Bamboo reflecting plum blossom flowers reflecting bamboo, cui hair barricade son Yu Fei figure.
Nanzai front of the trees Phi rampant, red plum in the room not want, because Jian pick
Do is the Division of the flowers will have God, the Yuan came to the creation of the poet.
Sweeping away the blue trees, the release of red plums wantonly spring.
To return to the courtyard willow side of the lost poem
The jade hall of the first day of the retreat, the golden gate horse does not hoarse.
There is a place in the courtyard where you can return to, and the darkness of the willows is a mystery.
The Purple Path has no boundaries in spring, and the green silk is dancing in unison.
The wind and the smoke are far and near, and the pavilion is high and low.
Beyond the sound of the warbler in the snow, the sun is slanting to the west of the phoenix.
ShaoLing flower bottom road, things offer poetry title.
Poem on the red flowers and stamens
The flowers are dense but not without stamens, colorful and chaotic in the eyes.
Thousands of branches are in a flurry of activity, and one color is always red.
The peach in the morning is like a pile of peaches, and the apricot in the sunshine wants to be baked.
The gold beard is not visible, and the jade cheeks are drunk with the same.
It is the first time that I have ever seen a beautiful mountain and a beautiful river, and it is the first time that I have ever seen a beautiful river and a beautiful mountain.
Who painted the springtime, and who gave it to Shao Ling?
Similar to the poem of Jizhou's Autumn Breeze and Chu Bamboo Cold Poem
The day of the guest's journey, he met the autumn of Chu water.
There is a wind, and the bamboos are cold.
Blowing into the frosty bones, the sound of the ancient ferry.
Banlin is cold, but the blue section is cool.
No longer will I be able to wear my lapel fast, but I will be able to feel the sorrow of losing my hat.
Shaoling's poetry is bitter, and it's better to send off a friend.
It is a poem to draw on the past to get a good description
It is difficult for a student to study the past, and it is difficult to seek a short answer.
It is a pleasure to draw from the depths of the past, but I have to repair the roots.
This is a poem about the longest and deepest journey in the history of the world, and the longest and deepest journey in the world.
The first time is like a spring, but suddenly it is like a well.
This is the first time I've ever seen the world's most important book, and I've never been able to see it before.
Changli's Autumn Sentence, the holy place is extremely meditative search.
The poem of the jinbo li ji ji jie
Trailing practice for the silver man, melting gold for the moon wave.
Guihua is a beautiful place, and the jaybird gets a lot of light.
The clouds and leaves are purified in three autumns, and the diamonds are polished in one mirror.
The palace is in the light of the water and the bamboo, and the shadow of the stars is in the shade.
The night is still wet, and the frost is bright.
Orally, the rest of the screen is still there, and the swords are already touching each other.
It is a poem about a cold river moving through the sky
The river is far away from the bottom of the river, and it is cold in the depths of autumn.
The emptiness is pure, and the reflection moves the clear water.
The waves and snow are shattered, and the sky is blue and falls into the mirror.
Light shakes the cold leaves of the reeds, and sound fights the dry flowers of polygonum.
It is hard for the painter to engrave gems and hard for the poet to find words.
There is no other place on earth where I would like to put my fishing rod.
Proposed by the Mianzhou magistrate hall six a hall
A generation of today's Wenbo, Samba former production of wisdom.
White honed light universe, blue water dark wind smoke.
There was a guest who used to sleep on a high pillow and saw the old immortal in the outer hall.
The five-color brush in my dream is still writing about cicadas.
Proposed to celebrate the second bisi southern suburb
Have been libation Fangzhu end of the month springs, light a fire Gui Ting smoke.
The yellow color of the tent sits on the bright golden torch, too purple virtual emperor under the blue sky.
The Jade Road is a spinning dragon with twelve dragons and three thousand tigers in embroidered clothes.
Thousands of people followed the driver back to the gate of heaven, to see the golden rooster snow willow side.
Proposed by the bisi southern suburbs of celebration into two
Superior Rui this year, the special place strange, big field more crops and cloud Qi.
The star of the sky north of the street, the wave of quiet Kunlun Bohai Xi.
The emperor in the purple altar God in the second, the dome as a pale cover, the moon as Gui.
One of the people in charge of the jade is a thousand officials, ten thousand horses and frost do not dare to hiss.
Proposed Jade Water Poem
There is no technique to view the water, but I have tried to find it in the past.
It is also Susanna's jade, and it will flow in a square.
It was a long time ago that I was in the depths of the abyss, and I have been floating in the air.
All the waves are in the center, the precious force is straight across the fall.
The sea of gold is connected to the sea of gold, and the source of the gold is the source of the gold.
This is like the virtue of a gentleman, who does not fall ill in the dark.
Tweezer Bai
Fifty years later, I have not forgotten my love.
This is the first time I've ever seen a man with a good name, and I've never seen a man with a good name.
Tweezers
Stopping the wine is not a worry, and the poem is already over.
They are not the only ones who are not in a hurry, but they are the only ones who are not in a hurry.
Tweezing the mustache
Don't tweeze the mustache, I advise you to keep it with you.
If you want to add a new sentence to your bag, how can you make your mouth salty?
The two songs of the evil of the rhinoceros in the Hall of Condensation and Dew
The snowflakes cut out the yellow of the goose, and the gold flakes of a thousand bran grits of the dewy sacs.
Looking at it, it seems to be able to a few big, how to get a lot of incense.
The two songs of the evil men of the wood rhinoceros in the Hall of Condensed Dew
Dreaming of riding the white phoenix up to the blue sky, and going through the Milky Way to the moon palace.
Being in the fragrant world of Guanghan, I felt the wind of the rhinoceros outside the curtain.
The bridge is still slippery, and the boat calls out across the water.
The path is narrow at the end of the bank, and there is no one to hold the sedan chair.
The sun is still shining in the fall.
It's a good thing that I know that I'm close to the store, but I don't know if I'm going to be able to make it.
Volume 21
The Ox-Tailed Beaver
The Fox is better than the ice and jade, but the word has not yet been known as the quarter beaver.
Mistakenly following the flinty ox-tail of Qi's phase, Caixun sealed it as a bad mound.
The children and grandchildren of the family have been inherited from the past, and the children of Huang Province are fish and Yan Yan.
Mr. Kennedy tried to talk to the quarterly beaver, but he had to listen to his words.
Six words from a farmer's house
The rice planting has already covered the surface of the field, and the seedlings are still teasing the water.
The white gulls are flying to the pole, and the yellow calves are returning to the setting sun.
Farmer's sigh
Two months of spring rain and three days of sunshine, the first cold winter warming a little rice seedlings green.
Spring work as long as the flowers are late, worrying about the loss of farmhouse management star.